Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

Hermione stared at the cutting board, lost in thought, and muttered to herself:

"Tomatoes, fries, barbecue, hmm... I'm still missing cabbage..."

She seemed to be thinking about the recipe for shawarma.

This sentence seemed to trigger some key phrase, and the Avengers shouted in unison:

"No cabbage!"

The sound was perfectly synchronized and deafening.

Hermione: ...

……

a few days later.

S.H.I.E.L.D. secret base.

Fury stood solemnly in front of an operating table, on which lay Coulson's cold body.

Around them, a group of medical personnel stood tense and on high alert.

Hermione stood to the side, looking at Fury: "Are you sure you want to do this? Do you understand the consequences?"

Fury nodded without hesitation: "No matter what, I must save Coulson. He is my friend and one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s best agents."

Hermione said nothing more, only nodding slightly: "Then let's begin."

Fury took a deep breath and ordered the medical staff: "Inject GH325."

The syringe pierced Coulson's skin, and a pale blue liquid was slowly injected.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at Coulson's body.

A few seconds later, Coulson's finger twitched slightly.

But it only moved slightly.

His eyes remained closed, showing no signs of waking up.

Fury frowned and looked at the medical staff: "What's going on?"

"Isn't GH325 capable of bringing the dead back to life?"

The medical staff quickly examined Coulson's body, their eyes full of doubt.

This is the first time something like this has happened; previous experiments had all gone very smoothly.

After a while, one of them looked up and said, "Agent Coulson's vital signs are normal, it's just that..."

"What is it?" Fury asked quickly.

"It's because consciousness cannot be awakened!"

Hermione nodded. It's good that she won't wake up.

This isn't a matter of consciousness being unawakened; it's that there's simply no soul within the body.

Coulson's soul had already been torn to shreds by Loki's Dark Harvest the moment he was poked on the Helicarrier.

Lacking the most essential element of a person—the soul—how could the mere Kree bodily fluids possibly bring him back to life?

“There’s something wrong with his soul.” Hermione finally spoke, seeing Fury’s anxious expression.

"Soul?" Fury was taken aback; the concept was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

Hermione explained, "Simply put, it's because he was killed by the Mind Stone, and his soul was torn apart by the power emanating from the Infinity Stone, making it impossible for him to return to his body."

I see……

Fury invited the witch to prevent something from happening in the shadows that he couldn't perceive, like the Tesseract, and to prevent it from attracting any strange things.

Moreover, based on past cases, it's best not to keep Coulson's resurrection a secret from the other Avengers, but not from her.

What was supposed to be a sure thing turned out to be unexpected, and it was caused by Infinite Stones!

He was incredibly grateful that he had managed to get Hermione to come this time.

But then, Fury's face turned ashen.

"What should we do?" His voice was filled with urgency.

This is a problem with the soul! Although he didn't understand the specific details, it sounded very serious.

“There is a way…” Hermione said calmly, “but…”

"But what?" Fury asked, as if grasping at a straw.

Hermione said:

“I can try to recall his soul fragments from the void and piece them back together with magic, but let’s not even talk about whether I can succeed. Even if I do succeed, it’s not certain that it will be Coulson who returns.”

"After all, manipulating souls is an absolute taboo, even in the magical world. Even I couldn't have predicted what the consequences would be."

Even so, will you still save him?

Fury thought for only a moment before nodding firmly.

Okay, you took this blame willingly. I've already made my disclaimer; whatever happens afterward has nothing to do with me...

Hermione didn't speak again, but a thought crossed her mind.

The spellbook flipped and stopped on a card depicting Captain America.

Horcrux: Cards (Phil Coulson)

It turns out that Hermione sensed something was wrong when Loki struck her with his scepter on the Helicarrier.

The Dark Harvest not only harvested the Chitauri, but also took Coulson with it.

Hermione reacted quickly, intercepting his soul fragments before they could completely transform into soul energy, and using one of the fragments to create a Horcrux.

Besides trying to get this acquaintance to help him out, he also did this to conduct an experiment.

If the experiment succeeds, she will be able to bring the wizarding world to the world's attention.

Hermione closed her eyes, and magic surged, piecing together the fragments of Coulson's soul. With the Horcrux's blessing, as long as Hermione didn't actively absorb it, the fragments of Coulson's soul wouldn't dissipate.

Hermione carefully manipulated the fragments, her magic acting like glue to bind them together.

Then some soul energy was injected to prevent the stitched soul from collapsing.

Fury watched from the side, barely daring to breathe.

After a while, Hermione opened her eyes, raised her wand, and pointed it at Coulson's forehead.

"wake up."

Coulson suddenly opened his eyes.

"what!!!"

He let out a painful roar, his body convulsing violently, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at his soul.

Fury was startled and quickly asked, "What happened?!"

"There's nothing we can do about it. That's how it is when your soul is torn apart. It'll anchor back into your body after a while and stabilize," Hermione said.

The doctors were also in a panic, suggesting using a machine to modify Coulson's memory in an attempt to make him forget the pain, otherwise even if he woke up later, he would basically be ruined.

Hermione shook her head: "No need for that."

Chapter 138 The Ministry of Magic Appears

She waved her wand gently.

"Everything is forgotten."

Coulson's screams stopped abruptly, and he fell into a deep sleep.

……

World Security Council, Minister's Office.

Alexander Pierce sat behind his desk, with Hermione's picture filling the entire screen on the projector.

In the photo, she is dressed in a black robe, waving a magic wand, surrounded by various magical lights, like a deity descending to earth.

Pierce's eyes were sinister.

Hydra's power might still be enough to command the wind and rain among ordinary people and ordinary superhumans.

But in the face of someone like Hermione, they seemed so pale and powerless.

What worries him even more is that there may be an unknown wizarding world hidden behind Hermione.

"Damn wizard..."

Pierce cursed under his breath.

He desperately wanted to control Hermione and possess that powerful force for himself.

But, there was no clue.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out behind him: