Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

After a long pause, he suddenly asked, "There was a gunfight three blocks away last night, did you hear about it?"

"The scene was completely destroyed, with corpses and drone wreckage scattered everywhere. Strangely, although there were gunshots, it seemed that only one side of the group died."

Pierce stared motionlessly out the window.

"I heard that a group of terrorists broke into the city and were killed."

Fury added, "What kind of terrorists could clear an entire block and disable all the nearby surveillance cameras? This is DC, not their Middle East."

Pierce took a deep breath, too lazy to play games anymore: "Just say what you want to say."

Fury nodded.

"The relationship between Miss Wizard and S.H.I.E.L.D. has finally improved, why did you attack her?"

When he saw the scene last night, he had already guessed that Hermione was behind it. Although he was also shocked by Hermione's strength, which allowed her to easily wipe out dozens of armed personnel, what angered him even more was that someone in S.H.I.E.L.D. had secretly targeted Hermione behind his back!

Only S.H.I.E.L.D. could achieve this level of capability in this place!

Just as Fury was trying to find out who gave the order, he heard that Pierce had been inexplicably injured at home and had lost an ear.

This made him realize something instantly.

Pierce must have secretly ordered Hermione's capture, but he underestimated the wizards' power. The entire commando team was wiped out, and Hermione, enraged, went straight to Pierce's door and chopped off one of his ears.

Judging from the other party's reaction now, this guess is most likely true!

Pierce was also angered by Fury's attitude. Fury was someone he had personally promoted, and now he was questioning him instead!

"Then I'll tell you, because she's a threat, as are the mysterious wizarding world! And S.H.I.E.L.D. exists to eliminate threats to the world!"

Pierce roared.

Seemingly surprised by Pierce's attitude, Fury frowned.

"Hermione's powers are amazing. We need her. Only through her can we truly understand everything we've never experienced before."

"Moreover, I don't think she poses a threat to the world. Most importantly, her identity is not simple, and her background in the wizarding world may be very deep. We should not act rashly."

Pierce asked, "So, did you know that she can use mind control?"

Fury's eyes widened.

I've never heard of that before.

"Could it be..."

Pierce nodded. "That's right, she used it on me. You can't even imagine how terrifying it is to have your own will completely controlled by someone else. No agent can resist her methods! You might be being controlled by her right now without even realizing it!"

Why do you think she would hide this magic from you?

Fury thought for a moment, then shook his head again.

"Even so, that's no reason for you to attack her directly. I believe she wouldn't have done that if she hadn't been provoked."

Pierce said calmly, "You're right, so I'm not going to get involved in this matter right now. You can handle the wizard's affairs, just don't be so secretive about the information. Don't forget that I'm also an Alpha-level, and I have the right to know everything about S.H.I.E.L.D."

Watching Pierce's schizophrenic behavior, Fury felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

However, I never recorded Hermione's information in the database, so how did Pierce know...?

Several familiar faces suddenly flashed through his mind.

Pierce breathed a sigh of relief when Fury left.

He knew Fury would definitely come and ask, so he pretended to feel threatened, hoping to prevent Fury from suspecting anything else.

After all, this is not something a normal person like him would do, and Fury himself must know that.

Nick Fury...the wizard...

Pierce was beginning to feel the former's difficulty.

We must accelerate "Project Insight"... Fury is clearly slipping out of our control; it's time to get rid of him...

……

Back in the Harry Potter world, with the holiday not yet over, Hermione spent some rare time with her original parents.

After all, they were Hermione's biological parents. Although it felt a little strange to her as a transmigrator, she couldn't say she disliked them.

In any case, both of them are good people, and they were really good to Hermione.

After spending a few days together, you get used to it.

"I can't use magic, my hands are so itchy..."

Hermione lay on her bed in her room, idly waving her wand.

The Ministry of Magic has put a string on the wands of underage students, prohibiting them from using magic outside of school. In the Marvel universe, she can play with a magic machine gun, but here she can only behave as a good girl for the time being.

Moreover, the Muggle technology in this world is really inadequate, especially at the end of the 20th century.

In the Marvel universe, she can surf the internet and play games with a controller; here, she can only enjoy the endless fun of playing on a Little Tyrant (a popular Chinese console game).

Chapter 59 Message Do Not Disturb

Gus lay by the bed, seemingly sensing Hermione's boredom. He looked up and meowed, then buried his head again and continued sleeping.

After taking it away from Fury, Hermione was surprised to find that he could actually put the magical creatures she had collected into his book, so she simply brought Gus into this world.

Just then, shadows fell over the windows, and the light inside the room faded.

Hermione rolled out of bed, raised her wand with one hand and pointed it out the window, while using the other hand to scoop up Gus and hold it protectively in front of her.

"Hey! Watch out!"

A gasp came from outside the window. Ron was sitting in a floating, vintage blue car with his hands raised in a gesture of surrender.

He figured Hermione probably hadn't seen a flying car before, and wanted to surprise her by showing off, so he didn't knock first, but went straight to the second floor of the villa to say hello. He didn't expect Hermione to react so strongly.

"Hi, Hermione!"

Next to Ron, George Weasley, who was driving, leaned out and waved to her, while Fred Weasley sat in the passenger seat.

Not only Ron, but the Weasley twins also came.

"What's going on here..." Hermione asked, puzzled.

Shouldn't they be out rescuing Harry from his predicament? Why are they here instead?

"Hey, could you put your wand down first?"

Ron was somewhat dissatisfied and muttered under his breath:

"I always get this feeling that you're ready to start a fight anytime, anywhere... And forget about the wand, why are you holding a cat in front of us? Does it think it'll eat us...?"

After a brief exchange, Hermione finally understood what had happened.

It turns out that a few days ago, the Ministry of Magic detected someone using magic near number 4 Privet Drive, and Harry was the only wizard living there.

Harry was thus identified as performing spellcasting outside of school and received a warning from the Ministry of Magic, which happened to come to the attention of Ron's father, Arthur Weasley, who worked for the Ministry of Magic.

After learning that Ron had written many letters to Harry during his vacation but had not received any replies, they suspected that Harry might be locked up by his uncle, so they decided to send a few people to take Harry to their home for a few days.

"I just remembered that you hadn't replied to my letter during the holiday, so I thought I'd check on you too."

As Ron spoke, his gaze fell upon the stacks of unopened envelopes on the windowsill, and his eyes suddenly widened:

"These are all the letters I wrote to you. I thought you hadn't received them. Turns out you didn't open a single one!"

Hermione touched her nose, looking somewhat awkward.

What's even more awkward than not replying to read messages is the "Do Not Disturb" option on the right side of the chat window.

They were even caught red-handed by the person in question.

The Weasley twins could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

After saying goodbye to her parents, Hermione accepted Ron's invitation, mainly from Molly and Arthur, to go with them to Ron's house.

Coincidentally, she also wanted to see the famous Weasley Burrow, which was better than spending time with Gus there.

The flying car quickly took off.

Hermione sat in the back seat, expecting it to be cramped, but found that the interior space was much more spacious than it appeared from the outside.

It was obvious that a traceless stretching spell had been cast.

Her speed is just average; it's not even as fast as a normal flying broom, let alone Cyberpunk 2077.

After driving for nearly an hour, we passed through a barrier-like structure, and an old building, four or five stories high and somewhat resembling a chimney, appeared on the grass, surrounded by green hills and clear waters.

Hey, Hermione!

As soon as he entered the room, Harry immediately sat up from the table and greeted Hermione.

"have you eaten?"

Hermione immediately uttered a standard social phrase.

"Not yet, Mrs. Weasley is preparing lunch for us, we'll be eating soon..."

Harry, who had never been exposed to Eastern culture, answered earnestly.

"Ah."