Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

"Professor Lockhart, thank you for your recognition of SHIELD. I will leave first."

After a conversation, Colson clutched the space extension bag in his hand tightly and walked outside briskly.

This time, I asked all the questions that needed to be asked, and the harvest was full, even beyond imagination, so I naturally left with satisfaction.

Lockhart watched Coulson's leaving figure, lost in thought.

Unexpectedly, S.H.I.E.L.D. would see results so quickly.

In other words, as expected of Iron Man Tony, with such a genius who can even build a time and space machine, he can't succeed in any project.

It seems that I will have to get closer and closer if I have the opportunity in the future.

At the same time, Iron Man Tony Stark also lives in New York.

In his villa, he looked at the machine in front of him. To be precise, it was a weapon.

Sudden

"Arche." Tony sneezed, rubbed his nose, and felt much better. He cursed in his mind, wondering who was talking about him.

But as soon as his thoughts changed, he continued to look at the rotating pancake-shaped machine in front of him, or it would be more appropriate to call it a weapon.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised in a proud smile.

This was specially made by him based on the unknown radiation remaining on the wizard's gold coin.

I communicated with Lockhart before and learned that wizards have such a thing as magic.

He is worried about not knowing what magic is?

As a result, he found this unknown radiation on the wizard's gold coin, and he immediately understood that it was probably closely related to magic power.

Hence its name Magic Radiation.

In order to avenge the last shock, he planned to give Lockhart a good look this time.

At this moment, Colson had just walked out of the door of study room 101.

Enter the spacious book cafe hall again.

This time, he was alone, no one was looking after him, and he could observe.

But at the same time, with his careful observation of micro-expressions, he found that the wizards in yellow clothes around him looked at him as if they were watching a show.

Watching a monkey show to be precise?

Although I don't know why.

However, to Coulson, it didn't matter what the other person looked at him.

On the contrary, he is now trying desperately to remember, the layout of the Vientiane Bookstore, and the faces of all the mages present.

Just wait for him to go out and immediately report it to the SHIELD information department to find out as much information as possible.

Maybe, SHIELD's breakthrough in the magical world will start from his step.

Soon, Colson thought he had remembered the faces of all the mages present, and walked directly outside.

The pace is a little hurried, go out earlier, and record the information in your mind earlier.

After he entered the book cafe, he discovered that the so-called earphones, the so-called positioning system, and other eavesdropping devices all failed.

It's of no use at all.

Therefore, he could only rely purely on brain power to remember.

Click!

With the sound of the door closing, Colson walked out of Wanxiang Book Cafe.

He walked quickly to his antique car, reviewing the facial information of everyone just now as he walked.

However.

Coulson's face showed confusion, disbelief, and a hint of fear.

With every step he took, he found that the memories in his mind were getting blurry.

The more he tries to remember something clearly, the blurrier it becomes?

The mage's face, the layout of the Wanxiang bookstore, and even Lockhart's conversation with him became blurry from the beginning.

With each step, the memory fades a little.

Even when he was almost walking to his car, he vaguely seemed to remember that he was here for a book cafe.

Walking up to his red antique car Laura, he turned and looked back at the street, his eyes blank.

I didn’t find any book lovers!

So what is he doing here?

This thought came to Colson's mind.

Then, thinking hard, he felt that this was important.

But I found that the more I thought about it, the more my mind went blank.

For some reason, suddenly, Coulson subconsciously picked up a black card from his pocket.

Put it before your eyes and look at it carefully.

Just as he was wondering what this was?

suddenly

A cold feeling spread from the palms of his hands to his body and brain.

The next moment, in his sight, a very conspicuous shop suddenly appeared on this street.

Silver-white walls, dark blue lines, dark plaque, light golden text

It says: Vientiane Book Cafe.

In an instant, the memory came back.

He remembered.

This time he came to the Wanxiang Book Cafe to find Professor Lockhart.

Then, with the cool feeling in his mind, all the conversations he had with Professor Lockhart came to mind.

The next second the memory emerged, what was the most important information he remembered instantly?

The layout of Vientiane books and periodicals, and the information about the faces of the mages.

Try to remember, try to remember.

But he found that he still remembered the general layout of the bookstore, and the mage's face was still vague.

Even, he only remembered that the other party seemed to be wearing yellow clothes, but he was not sure.

At the same time, the cold feeling in my mind stopped.

Then, involuntarily, a series of messages came to mind.

"The Wanxiang Bookstore has been cast with magic to determine the mental power."

"Insufficient mental strength judgment, the target is not a mage, and the memory is being erased."

"It was found that the holder has a level five magic card, but due to limited mental power, he can be exempted from some of the effects of the magic card."

"Holders are welcome to have more advanced magic cards, or improve their mental power, and enter the Wanxiang Book Cafe again."

Feeling the information emerging in his mind, Coulson smiled bitterly.

He said that Professor Lockhart had never suffered a loss.

Every time you give, you will definitely ask for something in return.

Why are you so generous today?

Let him directly enter the Wanxiang Book Cafe and have access to information about so many mages.

He spent so much effort and tried his best to remember, but in the end, the other party directly brought him back to his original form.

but

What is this so-called magic card?

I'll have to ask specifically next time.

When he thought of the 'level five' magic card prompted in his mind, Coulson felt the smell of a familiar routine.

How come this number is similar to the authority level established by the director?

Without reaching a certain level of authority, it is impossible to obtain higher-level intelligence, which stimulates agents like them to desperately upgrade their levels.

While Colson was thinking, suddenly, a voice came to his ears.

"Sir, sir, call sir."

"If you hear me, please answer me. If you hear me, please answer me."

After regaining consciousness, Colson touched the earphone next to him and asked immediately.

"Received, is there any valuable information? Is the positioning system still valid?"

Soon, a regretful voice came from the headphones.

"Sir, since you approached the area near the target, both machine and manual observation have failed."

"You disappeared from all our sights, as if you didn't exist."

"The positioning system also failed."

Hearing the sound coming from the earphones, Coulson simply replied, walked directly into the car, and drove towards the headquarters.

Sure enough, it was almost impossible to get free prostitution from Lockhart without paying a price.

The other party's every link is too comprehensive, and they can't even start with it.

It is simply impossible to insert a needle or splash water.

And they couldn't beat them, couldn't scold them, they still had to beg each other.

Why do I feel more and more frustrated the more I think about it?

Coulson, who was driving, thought silently.

However, I took a look at the space extension bag on the passenger side and thought of the shampoo inside.

Looking at his sparse hair reflected in the glass in front of him, Colson showed a hint of hope in his eyes.