[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

In the deep night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the streets are deserted, and figures appear quietly.

Wow, the prelude to a horror movie.

She was ready to scream.

The figure dangled and gradually approached.

Petra takes a deep breath to fill her lungs with oxygen:

"Help, don't come here!!!"

—By the way, where can I buy the nearest popcorn?

The figure on the opposite side also screamed:

"There it is! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa there are spiders!"

ha?

spider?where?

Petra turned her head, and there was nothing around her.Then she touched her cheek, her fingers touched the soft hood, and breathed a sigh of relief: yes, she was wearing a homemade battle suit.

It turned out to be talking about herself.

Um? !So why scream?

There was a bang, and the air beside the figure suddenly churned, as if something had been uncovered, and another figure was revealed.

Seeing the living person conjured out of thin air, Petra widened her eyes and covered her mouth.

"Oh my god, hidden, invisible people?!!!!!!"

"Help!!!"——Spider-phobic patient continued to scream.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The invisible man also collapsed a bit: "...Ronald Weasley! See clearly, that's a human!"

The fire suddenly flashed, illuminating the faces of the three people.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

"Spiders have eight legs. Look at her... only four." Miss Invisible Man put her hands on little Mr. Weasley's shoulders, trying to calm him down.

"Four-legged ones are scary enough!" He waved his arms quickly.

"Hey, to be precise, it's two feet." Petra raised her hands and shook them. "And two hands."

Ron's wide mouth was slowly closed, and he took two sharp breaths: "God, I was scared to death."

"I'm the one who shouldn't be scared!" Petra took a step back and put on a scrutiny posture, "Where did you come from?"

"Wait, are you human? Why are you dressed like this in the middle of the night... Is Halloween in New York not over yet?" Ron continued to pat his chest, and the golden light couldn't stop him from turning pale.

"Uh, sorry?" Petra said hesitantly, looking at the other girl, who was also quite young with dark hair and green eyes. "Just now—was it you just now? Suddenly appeared with a bang, are you an invisible person?"

"No." The other party paused, "Uh, but it's a bit complicated to say. Why can you see this?"

"What do you see?"

"It stands to reason that you shouldn't have walked into this street..." She fell into thought.

Petra was shocked, and backed away again and again: "What do you mean, you are not human? I shouldn't see you?"

Could this be, the upper body of a ghost?

Ghost hitting the wall?

Has someone ruled that superheroes can't be afraid of ghosts?

--No!

She was about to scream and flee at light speed, but was interrupted by the boy's wild flailing of his arms.

"Well, no no no—no, yes, in a sense."

"I'm a little confused," Petra said.

"So I told you, Harry, you're supposed to be wearing the Invisibility Cloak all the time." Ron turned and said, "S-er, I mean, where's Padfoot?"

"I've said it before, if you don't know how to use a Deluminator, don't use it!" Harry said, shaking the transparent invisibility cloak, and a big black dog emerged from underneath.

It flicked its tail quietly and sat down.It was half a person tall, like a crawling black bear, with a faint green light in its eyes, which made Petra tremble.

"I'll use it!" Ron protested.

Before they finished speaking, the street lights above their heads began to flicker frantically again.

Petra: "Although I don't really understand... But can any of you stop them? Photosensitive epilepsy? Hey, have any of you seen or heard of the 97D dragons in Pokémon in 3 Photosensitivity event? The rapidly switching background strong light reaches a certain high frequency, which will strongly stimulate the optic nerve, which will cause brain discomfort and lead to fainting—”

Ron: "Harry, is it my imagination? Do you think she's speaking English?"

"Uh……"

"To put it simply, it is," Petra covered the position of the blindfold with the palm of her hand, and sighed, "I feel like my eyes are going to be blind."

Harry turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Did you see it?"

Petra noticed that the boy was holding what looked like...a lighter in his hand.He sighed in frustration, fiddled with the switch on the top with his index finger, and clicked several times before the street lamp settled down.

The world returns to darkness.

"Thanks," Petra said. "Anyone have any matches?"

God said, let there be light.

There is light.

There was no sound of a match being split, but a fire was still on—as before, appearing above their heads, slowly floating in midair like a ghost.

"Lumos"—she vaguely heard the boy whisper the word.

"Uh, thanks?"

Petra hesitated, should I ask how they did it?magic?

"Anyway, I don't think she's a bad person." Harry whispered to Ron, "Too much talk."

"What's the reason?" Ron was puzzled.

"As Hermione said, the villain who talks too much is already dead."

Ron realized something: "Since Hermione said it...it should make sense."

Petra: "...Hi!"

"Of course I'm not a bad guy." She sighed. "Actually, I'm here to catch—er, check if there's a bad guy here. Who are you?"

The two looked at each other.

"You're... how did Hermione say that word?" Ron asked quietly.

"Superhero?" Harley took the conversation, "I heard that there have been a lot of these, uh, superpowers in New York recently. Didn't I let you read the news before? The incident of foreign newcomers invading New York, I remember the Daily Prophet. A very detailed report."

"Oh yeah, wish we had a few over there," said Ron, "the Ministry of Magic are a bunch of jerks—"

Petra interrupted: "Wait, you mentioned the word 'magic' just now, didn't you? Did I hear correctly?"

Ron shut up immediately.

"..."

"..."

"Are you—" Petra blinked, "wizards?"

Ron opened his mouth and was about to say something when he was stopped by his friend.The big black dog's forelimbs were on the ground, ready to make a move.

"It depends on how you define the word 'wizard'." Harry remained calm, patted the black dog's head, and held it down.

"For example, like the Scarlet Witch? Do you know her?" Petra stretched out her index finger, and at the same time shifted her body weight back, getting ready—she had already put on the spider web launcher, if the other party made any moves , she can shoot at any time.

"Scarlet Witch?" Harry repeated, looking at Ron, then shaking his head, "No, that's not the case. If what the encyclopedia says is true, she controls objects or minds with her thoughts...is that so? It’s not quite the same as our spells and magic principles, I think there are more than one or two types of magic in this world, when it comes to similarities—”

Before she could finish speaking, something happened suddenly.

boom!

The golden-red flame exploded between the three of them and the dog. Harry subconsciously pulled Ron back, and then was blown out by a gust of wind.

"careful!"

Petra let out a short ah, only to feel her arm was pulled by someone forcefully, her body flew up, and she turned around several times in a daze before returning to the solid ground.

She staggered and stood firm, and when she looked up, she saw a person blocking in front of her.

"Back back, child, this place is very dangerous." The tall man said in a deep voice, raised his hands, and pointed his palms at the person opposite, a dazzling halo appeared in the air-radioactive fire fell to the ground rustlingly. It doesn't look so harmless.

"You... who are you?"

Petra pressed her heart, and looked at the other party cautiously.

The magical airflow blows the cloak behind the man, and the soft cloth touches Petra's cheeks, like a pair of gentle hands pinching her chin.

"Ah! It can move!" Petra was about to avoid it subconsciously, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by the looming face under the firelight, "Wait, I, I seem to have seen you on TV! Are you —Doctor Strange?"

"Don't be surprised, spider—" Strange said impatiently, he glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help hesitating, "Larvae? Spider... baby?"

"Good question," Petra said. "Actually, I haven't figured out my nickname yet. But doctor, when did you learn magic?"

"Okay, little spider, now is not the time to exchange pleasantries." Strange looked at the opposite side again, and did not let go of his guard, "New York has recently visited a lot of dark wizards with malicious intentions, I don't know how you found out here Of—but back off, I don't want to hurt you by mistake."

Petra also looked over: "But, I don't think they are bad people—"

The two little wizards on the opposite side were also blocked by a man.He didn't have a golden halo in his hand like Strange did. He only held a simple wand with a slightly bright tip pointed steadily at Strange.

Petra opened her mouth slightly.

"It's him!" She recognized it, it was the man on the wanted notice!

The man's gaze sank, and Strange felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and the halo became more dazzling.

The two sides were at war, and Harry got up from the ground and grabbed the lord's arm: "Wait a minute, Sirius! I don't think they are bad people. Calm down, the girl just said that she—"

"How do I know if they are?" Sirius pressed her hand down and slowly pushed back, "Look at Ron, I'm here."

Strange raised his eyebrows: "Are you still dragging your family? I think you've gone the wrong way. It doesn't matter. I can send you back to London at any time...or prison?"

"That's the problem, Doctor Strange!" Petra jerked his... cloak?cloak? "They're the same as me. Which bad guy would bring the child with him when he came out to make trouble?"

"You are too underestimating the lower limit of villains now." The doctor said coldly, "There are also a lot of underage super villains."

"But they didn't attack me as soon as they came up, and they didn't mean to hurt me. Shouldn't you ask their identities first?"

Indeed, although the two sides were confronting each other, neither of them made the first move.

At least there is no intention to actively harm.

Strange sighed, put away his magic, and gestured: "Okay. Wizards across the way, what is your business in New York?"

"Sirius," Harry nodded at the man, and then stepped forward, "We're here to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

"To be more precise, it is to ask for help. Or to help each other." Harry took a deep breath and continued calmly, "If you are a magician guarding New York, you should know that over the past ten years, superpowers and magic There are frequent contacts in the world. The bad guys you talk about, such as Hydra, have united the power of black wizards to attack and invade ordinary people's society, and we are constantly being attacked by various superpowers..."

"Indeed." Strange said, "However, this does not allow me to identify you."

"Ron and I are both students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft. We came to New York to seek the help of S.H.I.E.L.D. He took it off, and then parted his bangs to the firelight.

It was a lightning-shaped scar.

Petra gasped. "What does that mean, doctor?"

"Harry Potter?" Strange frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"You know?" Petra asked.

"I've heard that it's recorded in the temple books." He nodded and looked away: "As for the man next to you——"

"He's my godfather." Harry hesitated, looking back.

"I am a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Sirius introduced himself calmly, "The arrest warrant should have been lifted two years ago, but a few months ago, the Mysterious Man and the Death Eaters had already taken control of the Ministry of Magic, and issued a notice to all members of the Order of the Phoenix A wanted warrant has been issued for the hunt for Muggle-born wizards across the UK."

"But S.H.I.E.L.D. said you and Hydra—"

"It's not us and Hydra, it's the Death Eaters. They've been in collusion for a long time." Sirius shook his head.

"What about the evidence?" Strange asked. "What proves that you are not Death Eaters?"

Sirius smiled coldly: "I also want to know, what can prove that you are not Hydra? As far as I know, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been invaded long ago."

For a while, silence shrouded.

Strange snapped, "Say the full name of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Say the full name of the headmaster of Hogwarts." Sirius also raised his voice.

"..."

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. I will do this!" Ron replied quickly.

Strange's eyebrows twitched: "Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

"..."

"..."

Confirmed the eyes, it is a friendly army.

The two adults finally put down their guard, stretched out their hands, and held each other.

"Stephen Strange," said the doctor, "The Ancient One is dead, and now I will take over as Supreme Sorcerer."

"Sirius Black," the wizard also sighed, "the headmaster was killed by them, and the entire British wizarding world fell into chaos."

The atmosphere suddenly eased down.

Harry: "..."

Petra: "Honestly, I don't really understand what these grown-ups are doing."

Ron shrugged: "Who knows?"