Homelander reached out and gently pinched Wanda's cheek. Her skin felt soft and smooth.
"Your talent shouldn't be wasted on heating milk."
"I'm thinking of finding you a real teacher."
"...You need to attend a real 'school of magic.'"
"A school of magic?" Wanda looked confused.
Homelander thought of Kamar-Taj.
The hidden sanctuary in the Himalayas.
The Ancient One.
That bald woman might be a headache, but he had to admit she was the best teacher of magic on Earth right now.
Sending Wanda there to study would strengthen her abilities and give him a connection to the Sorcerer Supreme.
After all, when the time came to face Dormammu or other dimensional lords, mystical powers would be indispensable.
As for himself...
Homelander glanced at his status panel.
Apart from a lesser magical barrier and a potion that granted temporary immunity to magic, he had a definite weakness when it came to magic.
If some scheming mage dragged him into the Mirror Dimension one day, or turned him into a frog, that would be humiliating.
But Wanda seemed reluctant. "I don't want to go to school. I just want to stay with you."
"Listen to me, Wanda," Homelander said gently. "That school can teach you real magic. It can turn you from a little witch doing tricks into a goddess."
"Once you graduate, you'll be an invaluable partner to me."
Wanda was reluctant to leave. "But... it's so far away."
"You're only going to school. It's not like you'll never come back." Homelander tapped her nose. "Besides, you can use that..."
He raised both hands and traced a circle in the air beside him.
"Once you learn that magic with the little wand, you'll even be able to come back for a late-night snack."
"All right..." Wanda still hated the thought