Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

Not bad, not bad. Although the Chitauri were of low quality, their sheer numbers made up for it. She harvested over 300,000 soul energy in one go, and she was quite satisfied.

That's enough for her to reach level five magic power.

One minute later.

Hermione Jane Granger

[Magic Level 5 (1/1000000)]

[Remaining Soul Energy: 93754]

I knew it!

Hermione rolled her eyes at the amount of experience needed to reach level six magic.

The fifth level of magic made her feel a surge of power, but recalling her perception of Dumbledore, she knew that Dumbledore's level of magic was still above hers.

That old guy must be level 6!

I reckon Old Volljicic and Grindelwald are about the same.

As expected of someone who is far ahead of everyone in the wizarding world, and not just one level ahead!

However, in the current wizarding world, apart from Grindelwald whose situation is unknown, Voldemort is still a ghost, and she has the strongest magic, far ahead of all dark wizards, professors, and elite Aurors.

Of course, she only broke one layer.

As for those who might also be at the fifth level of magic, she had a few guesses, but they remained to be verified.

At that moment, Fury's voice came through the earpiece, sounding clearly anxious.

"Stark, a nuclear bomb is heading your way and will explode in two minutes!"

"What?! A nuclear bomb?!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

They had already won, so why did those people still launch nuclear missiles?

In less than two minutes, there was no time to evacuate the people. If the nuclear bomb exploded over Manhattan, the entire city of New York would be devastated.

"Damn it! Are these politicians' brains filled with shit?!"

Tony cursed angrily.

Even Steve didn't care about Tony's language anymore, and even wanted to curse along with him.

"Wait!" Tony looked up at the sky, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "I have an idea!"

Before anyone could react, the Iron Man armor spewed flames and shot into the sky.

He's going to send a nuclear bomb through the portal to the Chitauri's lair!

However, there was a figure who was one step ahead of him.

Hermione's figure twisted and disappeared in the air, appearing directly next to the flying nuclear missile, and then she tapped her wand lightly.

"Flavus!"

To everyone's astonishment, the nuclear bomb slowly began to deform.

A small bird with white feathers appeared before everyone's eyes.

Chapter 133 Turning a Core into a Pigeon

Fury sensed an eerie silence on the channel and hurriedly asked, "Stark, what's going on? Where's the nuclear bomb?"

"It turned into a pigeon."

"Pigeons?" Fury thought he had misheard.

“Yes, the white one, the kind that makes a cooing sound,” Tony emphasized.

Fury thought Tony was joking and was about to speak when he fell silent again.

He guessed something too.

Besides Hermione, who else is capable of doing this?

What kind of magic is this?

An advanced version of turning lead into gold?

Can a dove be created from a kernel?

Hermione put away the nuclear peace dove, then looked at Natasha: "Close the door."

Natasha then came to her senses and quickly did as she was told.

The Mind Scepter touched the Cosmic Cube, the blue light slowly dissipated, and the portal closed.

"There's one last thing," Hermione muttered to herself, before vanishing in an instant.

The next second, she appeared in the control hall of the Sky Helicarrier.

“Frey,” Hermione said calmly.

Fury's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

He actually hoped Hermione would throw a tantrum, so the situation wouldn't be so serious, but the fact that she couldn't even be bothered to throw a tantrum could only mean one thing.

You don't need to get angry with dead people.

He knew he was in trouble the moment those idiots at the World Security Council decided to drop a nuclear bomb on Manhattan.

Despite his best efforts to stop them, he still couldn't stop those idiots from courting death.

Fury didn't think a mere nuclear bomb could do anything to Hermione, but he knew Hermione's personality well; this little miss was always vengeful.

“Miss Wizard, please let me explain…” Fury tried to persuade her.

He knew the council’s foolish actions must have angered Hermione, but he still wanted to try to avoid escalating the conflict.

After all, those people represent the power of ordinary people.

If they were actually killed by Hermione, it could very well ignite a war between ordinary people and wizards.

This is the last thing Fury wanted to see.

"Explanation? What's there to explain?" Hermione sneered. "They wanted to nuke me, so should I thank them?"

“I…” Fury was speechless for a moment.

He knew Hermione was right; anyone would be unable to remain indifferent if targeted by a nuclear missile.

"Tell me, who gave the order?" Hermione pressed on.

Fury hesitated, unsure whether he should speak.

Hermione, seeing that Fury didn't speak, didn't bother arguing with him.

"Legilimency!"

Direct, violent intrusion.

Fury felt a powerful mental force invade his brain, and he was completely unable to resist it.

Countless memories flooded Hermione's mind like a tidal wave.

“Very good.” Hermione nodded.

Fury was pale; he knew Hermione had seen everything she wanted to see.

“Miss Wizard, please calm down…” Fury wanted to make one last effort.

Hermione completely ignored him and Apparated away.

……

At the World Security Council, several council members sat upright, seemingly awaiting the outcome.

Hermione's figure suddenly appeared in the center of the conference room.

The councilors were stunned to see someone refresh the page out of thin air.

"You...why are you here?"

One of the council members, after recognizing the person's face, asked in alarm.

They had just witnessed Hermione's devastating performance on the battlefield in New York through the big screen.

Lightning, ice, fire... and that eerie green light, and... man-eating turnips.

This is no little wizard, she's clearly a witch descended from hell!

Even worse, they had just tried to send this witch into space with a nuclear bomb!

If it had succeeded, that would have been fine, but it seems like a clear failure now, and they've come knocking on our door.

A bald-headed councilor, probably still out of his mind, actually dared to put on airs.

He slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Hermione, and shouted angrily, "Who are you! How dare you trespass..."

"The divine edge has no shadow."

Hermione didn't even lift her eyelids, and simply waved her wand lightly.