Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

"Miss Wizard, please board the plane. We're heading to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters."

"Need not."

Hermione said calmly, then waved her hand, and a portal with sparks appeared out of thin air.

Fury was horrified as he looked at the familiar scene on the other side of the portal.

It was his director's office.

"What are you..."

"A portal, don't you understand?"

Hermione countered with a question, then stepped inside.

Fury learned from Coulson that Hermione might have some kind of space-jumping magic, but in his mind, it was nothing more than an instantaneous movement of tens or hundreds of meters, and only within sight.

Who would have thought that Hermione could use a teleportation portal to travel hundreds of kilometers from New York to Washington, D.C., and even pinpoint his office!

This is absolutely terrifying!

This means that she can infiltrate any secret location at any time if she wants, and any security measures are useless in the face of this magic.

The witch really does manage to redefine his understanding every time they meet.

Fury's expression changed slightly, but he still tried to remain calm and followed Hermione inside.

With a wave of his hand, the portal disappeared.

Fury pressed a button on the table and looked at Hermione.

"Someone will bring the things over shortly."

A moment later, dozens of metal boxes were brought in one after another and opened in front of Hermione.

Each one contained different things—stones, plants, and many more.

Hermione glanced at it briefly, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She didn't expect that S.H.I.E.L.D. would actually find quite a few genuine items by copying her diagrams!

Items like unicorn blood and fire serpent eggs are only found in the HP universe and are considered special products. However, most common potions and alchemical materials can also be found in the Marvel universe. They are considered useless simply because this world lacks wizards and specialized alchemy.

Now that she's here, doesn't that mean...?

All the magical materials in this world belong to her alone?!

S.H.I.E.L.D. really didn't lie for nothing!

Chapter 73 Online Novel Master Lockhart

She was too inefficient on her own. Only by leveraging the power of Stark Industries and S.H.I.E.L.D., and getting everyone involved, could she collect the maximum amount of material from the Marvel universe.

"African tree snakeskin strips, sap grass, sun orchids, moonstone..."

Hermione counted the usable materials one by one and packed them into her bottomless backpack.

Nick Fury was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.

"that's it?"

Hermione looked at Egg and asked.

"That's right, this is the best we at S.H.I.E.L.D. have been able to do these days."

After staring at him for a while, Hermione nodded:

"Okay, if you need it again in the future, remember to call me, and I'll help you with the appraisal for free."

She knew that these were definitely not all the materials S.H.I.E.L.D. had obtained, but she was too lazy to expose them; taking things slowly was the best approach.

Besides, even if they had these things, they wouldn't be able to figure them out, and in the end they would still have to ask her for help.

The evidence has already been identified in your bag. Even if we know it is indeed a magical material, what good is it?

Hearing Hermione's words and seeing only a few boxes left, Fury's face darkened.

"these are?"

Looking at the remaining materials, Fury tentatively asked.

"Oh, this is trash, you can handle it."

I knew it!

Fury was not surprised at all.

How could she possibly be so kind as to leave something for S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Fortunately, he had the foresight to secretly keep some and not take it out. Although they didn't know what it was for, their scientists were studying it day and night, and they were bound to discover something.

"Since you're so sincere, Gus, play with him for a while!"

Hermione happily tallied her spoils while releasing Gus.

"Meow!"

A large orange fell from the sky and landed directly on the director's desk.

"Gus!"

Seeing his familiar beloved cat, even a black cat like Erin couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

While the cat and the human were having a complicated conversation, Hermione looked at the spellbook.

Hermione Jane Granger

[Magic Level: lv3 (15973/50000)]

[Soul Energy: 5768]

"Not bad, not bad..." Hermione nodded in satisfaction. It seems quite a few people died tonight.

Poor New Yorkers, poor soldiers... Poor my foot!

What does it matter to her whether these people live or die?

She didn't kill anyone, and she didn't create Abomination and Hulk either. She was just a little "late" and watched everything happen.

This kind of thing would have happened in the original timeline; it's good enough that she didn't exaggerate it.

"Miss Wizard..."

Just as Hermione was taking stock of her spoils, a sullen voice came from beside her.

"Gus doesn't seem to recognize me..."

Turning around, Hermione saw Fury trying to pick up Gus, but the latter raised a paw and scratched wildly, refusing to be picked up no matter what.

Is it possible that she doesn't want you to hug her because she recognizes you?

Fury was struck dumb.

Hermione's words were like a sharp knife piercing Fury's heart.

"Alright, if there are any more good things like this in the future, feel free to call me."

Hermione clenched her fist and made a thumbs-up gesture.

"Upholding justice and ensuring the safety of civilians is my inescapable duty, Hermione Granger's!"

With that, Hermione picked up Gus and disappeared in a burst of orange sparks.

"Your sense of justice is a bit tainted; it even comes with a charge..."

Looking at the empty office, Fury couldn't help but mutter to himself.

……

Herbal medicine class.

As a companion course to Potions, this course is taught by Headmistress Sprout of Hufflepuff, a short, plump, kind witch with short grey hair.

The greenhouse, which also served as a classroom for herbal medicine, was now in a state of utter devastation.

Just now, dozens of mandrakes were pulled out of their pots at once. Their screams shook everyone, and many distracted young wizards who hadn't been wearing earmuffs properly were knocked unconscious.

Hermione shrugged helplessly as she looked at the bunch of little wizards lying haphazardly.

She's used to it.

It would be strange if Hogwarts didn't have some teaching mishaps.

After finally enduring the get out of class, everyone fled in panic, leaving only Professor Sprout and Hermione in the greenhouse.

"The young wizards these days are all too delicate..."

Professor Sprout shook his head helplessly, muttering to himself as he waved his wand to restore the spilled items to their original state.

"Restored as new."

Hermione also helped out.

Hermione, is there anything else?

Seeing that she hadn't left yet, Sprout asked curiously.