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"Newt Scamander." Hua Xihe called out solemnly.

Hearing such a serious voice, Newt stiffened, and his eyes drifted over with a little anxiety. After seeing Hua Xihe's half-smile expression, he felt a "thump" in his heart, holding back the desire to run away. , forced to look directly into his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Huh?"

Hua Xihe tilted his head, smiled and said, "Do you remember me?"

Newt raised his throat and shook his head: "I don't know you."

"Oh~" Hua Xihe said meaningfully, "Why do I always feel like I've seen you before?"

Newt swallowed, the tip of his ear moved, looking extremely guilty: "Well... probably because I'm so ordinary."

"Really?" Hua Xihe asked back, "I remember that I have a friend who also likes to wear this kind of woolen coat. He has curly hair, speaks with an English accent, and also likes small animals. Do you think it's a coincidence?"

His tone was extremely understated, every sentence was blowing lightly like the wind, making people's cheeks feel hot one after another.For Newt, it was no less than a land mine exploding on the ground, blowing him out of his wits and fascination.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't even utter a word.

"What? Are you old acquaintances?" Clinton noticed some clues and moved his eyes away from Natasha.

Natasha looked at the two of them with great interest, and felt that her previous sixth sense was indeed correct, and that the two of them had a little problem.

Newt shook his head hastily, he couldn't say a word except for this instinct.This shy wizard was originally not good at words, and he didn't know what to say in this situation.

He lied without changing his face. Unfortunately, he didn't light up this skill.

"It's probably a mistake." At this time, Hua Xihe helped him out in time, interjected, and said slowly, "This is not a unique feature, and it's not surprising to admit a mistake. Don't you think so? Newt?"

Newt nearly choked to death on a mouthful of his own spit.

He didn't dare to look at Hua Xihe, covering his mouth and coughing so loudly, he still didn't forget to nod his head all the time: "Yes...cough...yes!"

My heart was already beating a drum.

It should be... yes?It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

Newt is not the smartest kid at Hogwarts, he is not even from the wise and brave Gryffindor house, nor from the noble and elegant Slytherin house, he is a student of the low-key and shy Hufflepuff house.

However, this does not prevent him from becoming a student with excellent grades in magic.

Although he did not graduate from Hogwarts.

However, he can still use the magic of forgetting everything without fail!In addition to forgetting nothing, he also mastered all kinds of advanced magic, how could such a mistake occur? !

The person in front of him was clearly just an ordinary Muggle, what's more, Newt knew that he was even weaker than an ordinary Muggle.

So... it must be an illusion.He will think of himself or something, and it is absolutely impossible for him to make a mistake.

Thinking of this, he calmed down again, slowly heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled again: "If you don't mind, you can also treat me as your friend."

Hua Xihe's face didn't change, he snorted coldly in his heart, he just wanted to ask the person in front of him, where's his face?Where is your face? ?

But he held back.He smiled decently at Newt, that smile made people feel as warm as spring breeze, and was extremely harmless to humans and animals: "Nice to meet you."

Newt was trembling: "I... also..."

Clinton was genuinely confused.

He wondered how a wizard with a wand could be afraid of such a gentle man.Even if there was a fight, he probably beat the long-haired man to the ground.

Simple Clinton thought so naively.

But he never expected that in the not-too-distant future, his face would be very swollen, very swollen, very swollen.

"Okay guys," Natasha clapped her hands. She stretched her neck and glanced at the situation outside. She could only see two light beams flashing occasionally, but she couldn't see anything else clearly. "It's time for us to do something serious." .”

Although the God of Gossip was burning ragingly in her body, Natasha restrained herself very well.Compared with these innocuous lace scandals, the situation of her teammates caught her more attention.

The black mist nailed to the wall by magic is getting thinner and thinner, as if it will dissipate when the wind blows.On the contrary, the black mist nestled next to it became darker and thicker, as if a ball of insoluble ink had smudged under the night, drawing a thick and colorful stroke.

"Come and study what this is." Natasha walked over first.But she didn't dare to get too close, and always kept a safe distance, just waiting for something to happen, and she could withdraw in time to evacuate.

Clinton grabbed Newt's arm and looked up: "Is it something from your wizarding world? Why don't you go and have a look?"

Newt glanced at him and nodded, "I will."

As he spoke, he slowly walked to Natasha's side, his eyes fixed on the swirling black mist.

"Where did this thing come from?" Newt frowned and asked.

"The reliefs are from China, in their graves," Clinton explained.

"Hey," Natasha turned her head and glared at him, "it's not a tomb, it's their royal tomb."

Clinton shrugged: "It's the tomb of their emperor."

Well, there seems to be nothing wrong with saying that.

Hua Xihe raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and was noncommittal.

"They've been corrupted by dark magic." Newt watched quietly, clenching the wand in his hand.

Not everything can be corrupted by black magic.It's like a good person will not suddenly do bad things and make a mess of his life.

There must have been some occasion that prompted this to happen.

For example, resentment.

For example, missing.

When persistent emotions take root in the heart, it will cause deterioration.Attracting evil creatures hidden in the dark, eroding and devouring bit by bit.

As a result, they were resurrected from the reliefs and became black creatures, incorporeal, but still possessing powerful fighting power.

Newt felt that things were a little tricky.

He didn't know anything about the things on this relief, so how could he know what kind of opportunity made them look like this, and there was still a breath of black magic left on them?

He breathed a sigh of relief, and waved the wand in his hand lightly.

A faint wisp of smoke was drawn from the wall, lingering at the end of his wand.It was precisely because of this approach that the pinned black mist slowly relaxed.

The mutation happened at this moment——

The two clouds of black mist intertwined in an instant, blending with each other to form a wave, "wow", a hurricane was raised, and it went straight towards Hua Xihe behind Newt.

The rising wind and waves flipped the title pages of the magazine on the desktop, rustling.

Natasha's and Newt's hair was flying with the wind, no one expected such a scene, but it was too late to stop it, they watched the black air penetrate into Hua Xihe's eyebrows.

"Crash-"

Pages flipped, ripped by the wind, and colored pages flew through the air, revealing an interview with the Avengers.

Tony above is full of spirits, holding the shield of Captain America and talking: "Yes, yes, every era should have their heroes. If this era is not us, then who is it?"

"Of course, being unremembered is not so important when you choose this path. But—but, if you can be remembered, not forgotten..."

not to be forgotten...

Six steeds led thousands of horses, galloping like lightning from the end of the ground, and behind them were waves of treacherous clouds rolling over and over, covering the sun.The bright moonlight from the prosperity and splendor of Chang'an in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, skips over the vast frontier desert, and in the silence, the sonorous pipa pierces the sky——

The wind, sand, snow and snow outside the Great Wall, the red willows and greenery in the south of the Yangtze River, all kinds of scenery, turned into the perfect sound written by the poet, have been sung through the ages——

"Moonlight cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately call, Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times!"

The hissing of the horse's hooves turned into a mournful cry, across thousands of mountains and rivers, for the two words that were in my heart, resounded among the mountains and rivers-"Go home."

go home--

Home.

Not far away, Tony couldn't help complaining: "I can't catch that person at all, it's as slippery as a loach."

Steven grabbed his shield. This kind of air combat method exhausted his physical strength. He took a breath and said, "I'll hold him from the front, and you grab him from the back."

The eyes of the two met for a short time, and Steven jumped in the air, and the tall figure of the person hidden in the darkness appeared, a firefly blue beam burst out from the magic wand in his hand, and Steven raised his shield.

The shock of "wow" broke the air.

"Tony!" Sweat broke out on Steven's forehead, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

Tony stood in the air without moving. Hearing his shout, he just pointed behind him, which was the direction of the Avengers Building.

The violent shock came from there.

At the same time as the shock, there was a writing brush that still glowed green even in the dark, slowly spinning in the air.That mysterious oriental man was standing on top of a flying eagle, his black hair spread out, like a freehand painting with splashed ink and brushstrokes, his unrestrained form reached the extreme.

His whole body seemed to melt into the night sky, appearing silently.Only those bottomless black eyes were incredibly bright against the brilliance of the brush.

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Someone guessed, what exactly is the black group? QWQ