The Witch's Bodyguard [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

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New York Temple—

"This is not a joke." Ma Linglong looked at Stark and said, "Natasha sent me a text message a few hours ago, and she told me that SHIELD was taken over by Hydra, and now S.H.I.E.L.D. Captain America is going all out, and Natasha is also on the arrest list. But it is not a national wanted. I saw no relevant reports in the news just now, so it must be an internal disagreement. Fury is dead, but I tried to summon him before. The soul didn't make it, and I guess Fury is actually alive."

Stark's expression changed from relaxed to dignified. Although he always made things difficult for Steve, it is undeniable that Captain America's achievements and contributions have always been his goal of advancing or chasing for Stark.certainly.Steve's own quality is also enough to be loved.

More importantly, SHIELD is Howard's hard work, and Stark himself has something to do with SHIELD.

All these connections came together, and it was undoubtedly extremely bad news for Stark.

"I have to do something." He stretched his arms as if trying to get out of bed, "I have armor, I can help, I have an army."

"I advise you to lie back, Mr. Stark." Strange walked in from an orange magic circle, dragging a bronze plate full of small medicine bottles in his hand and iodine and cotton and gauze, "or, as you prefer, 'Iron Man'."

Stark smiled at him hypocritically: "Look who is here, mage doctor, or doctor mage, which one do you prefer?"

"Strange."

"It's Strange." Stark said deliberately, as if he had forgotten that it was Mr. Strange who managed to remove the reactor for him.

"It's Doctor Strange." Strange patted the wooden edge at the end of the bed, Stark's pillow stood up, and the sudden vibration caused a tight pain in his chest, "Do you feel that pain, you Think you have super healing or quadruple healing, like Captain America? Unless you tell me you can turn yourself into Metal Man, you'd better stay here until you're healed."

Stark looked at Ma Linglong: "You allow him to treat me like this?"

"He is your attending physician now, you must follow his arrangements, and he saved you, in the end, he was right." Ma Linglong gently placed her fingers on Stark's chest that had been embedded with a reactor. There is only a big hole filled with cotton, and there are four or five layers of bandages wrapped around the hole, "Your heart is less than a finger away from the air, and it may jump out at any time, so you'd better Don't get too excited, before the meat grows well."

Strange unwrapped the gauze for Stark, took out the cotton, and stuffed it in again.

The new cotton is a biological material that can be completely integrated with the skin. Strange invented it himself. Using Stark's cells to grow a cotton-like fungus to fill the meat hole, it has played a very good role in reducing rejection and allergic reactions. Effect.

He dripped a few drops of transparent solution around Stark's wound, and said: "This thing was originally used to help mages treat magic damage. It is very effective, especially for muscle growth and blood vessel repair. I improved it. The only The trouble is that it's kind of itchy, you have to resist scratching it, and I think that kind of thing would be easy for Iron Man."

"You should have said earlier, I want to catch you now." Stark always likes to sing against others and won't change his attitude, even the doctor who just saved his life, "How long will this damn feeling last?" ?”

"About two days, if it's slow, three days." Strange said, "After your new flesh absorbs the cotton, I can proceed to the next step of treatment for you."

"I thought the treatment was over?" Stark said, his chest was already itching, he stretched out his hand subconsciously,

Ma Linglong held Stark's wrist and said, "You don't want to have an ugly scar in the middle of your chest. I guess Strange will help you get rid of those marks."

"I think you should treat me personally in the follow-up." Stark said to Ma Linglong, he selectively ignored Strange's disgust, "I don't want to be touched by a man's chest."

"I don't want to either." Strange said angrily, "Get out of this place as soon as you recover from your injuries."

"You don't have to wait until then, I can leave now." Stark only glanced at Strange, then turned his head and said to Ma Linglong, "Why don't we go home, since your little magic has the same effect on me? It works, you must be able to make a potion that can eliminate scars, right?"

Ma Linglong knew exactly what Stark wanted to do. His attitude towards Strange was definitely not because he was really ungrateful. Captain America.

Stark is ready for the opening remarks, first teasing him about being wanted, and then they must cooperate very well.

"It's safest here." Ma Linglong said, she glanced at Strange, the doctor might not be really angry, but for Stark, he probably had used up his last patience, "You should say something to him Thanks, and although he won't be happy about it, Strange saved your life this time."

"Okay, thanks." Stark said nonchalantly, he was casual about anything other than his own interest, "I'll pay you enough, and I can help you with your credit card if you want. Pay off your debts.”

Stark checked Strange's information very thoroughly, including a huge credit card bill owed by the doctor.

"I really want to know if my subordinates are in the same mood as I am now. If so, then I think I should apologize to them." Strange said this to Ma Linglong.

"It wasn't because of the surgery, Stark." Ma Linglong said, "An accident happened to S.H.I.E.L.D., do you think you can survive it? Someone tried to harm you. After the surgery, your medicine was changed. Thankfully Strange found out just in time."

"Just to mention, you knew it first, I saved him just by hand." Strange packed up the medical supplies neatly, and he gave Ma Linglong three bottles of pills, "Of course, I don't mind if you pay back the credit card for me , Mr. Stark, 230 million US dollars, if you happen to have spare money in your hand."

Strange didn't give Stark time to answer, he said to Ma Linglong, "Feed him according to the instructions on the manual, and if he feels nauseated, give him some compulsory spells to make him unable to vomit. come out."

Stark frowned and said, "Hey, you're not a dark wizard, are you?"

Strange replied impatiently: "I wish I was, so I can give you more pain."

Not to be outdone, Stark said, "No way, my fiancée is dedicated to dealing with dark wizards."

Strange decided to reflect for a few seconds. He really hoped that his previous attitude hadn't made too many subordinates hate him as much as he hated Stark. The doctor saw too much of himself in Stark. This is Doesn't that mean that Rachel might think so too?

That would be too bad, damn Stark.

"Hey, doctor." Stark said, "I've already settled your credit card bill. Seriously, you owed so much and didn't get caught?" If Stark didn't say the latter part, Strange might will appreciate him.

After Strange left (he probably won't set foot here again for a short time), Ma Linglong tapped Stark on the head: "Is it difficult to just say thank you?"

"You hit me?" Stark took the girl's finger and bit it in his mouth. "You hit me for another man with a mustache?"

"Because another man with a moustache won't mess with me." Ma Linglong let him nibble at times, "Listen, I don't know what happened to S.H.I.E.L.D. This matter is out of my control, unless They have all turned into demons and goblins. Don’t expect to leave this place until you are completely healed. You cannot leave this place. This is the mage’s stronghold. You can only leave the barrier with the master’s consent. I don’t think Strange will Allow your patients to die outside, so please cooperate with the treatment obediently."

"So what you're saying is, you're going to lock me up, keep me like a pet, and there's a lot going on out there, and it's more likely that the whole of Washington, D.C., is in dire straits, and here I am, in this world You can't do anything in isolation, are you trying to tell me that?"

Seeing Stark's righteous words, Ma Linglong remained silent until her phone rang suddenly, and the girl came back to her senses.

"Come on, listen to who it is." Stark was more nervous than she was.

Ma Linglong pressed the answer button, and Steve's voice came from the opposite side: "Are you and Stark okay?"

Before Ma Linglong could respond, Stark snatched her phone: "Captain, I'm glad you're still alive!"

"Stark?" A relaxed voice came from the opposite side, "It's great that you're fine."

"It's not me who is wanted." Stark seemed to be relieved, but he still deliberately acted nonchalantly, "How much can I exchange for you if I catch you?"

Ma Linglong snatched the phone back: "Where are you, Romanov, and others?"

"I'm sorry, I can't reveal where we are, I just want to make sure you are not implicated." Steve said sadly, "You are right, Linglong, the Winter Soldier is Bucky, he forgot about me. But it doesn't matter , I will bring him back, I hope you can provide a little help then."

"I promise you."

Steve hung up the phone quickly, and there was no caller ID or any other records to trace, which suggested that Natasha was with him:

"I've never made any demands on you, have I?" Ma Linglong said, "You know that everything I do by your side is to provide you with security, but I never ask you to give anything back, because It's not worth mentioning."

Stark said: "It's not worth mentioning, my dear..."

Ma Linglong interrupted him: "Stark, this time, I hope you stay here for me." She looked at him with begging eyes.

"Oh, don't be like this, you make my heart hurt..." Stark used his usual hippie smile to cover up his worry about his teammates. He had unconsciously regarded the Avengers as his own team, and he felt that they Should be there for the team when they need it most, not hide in a safe corner waiting for news.

"I'll stay here too." Ma Linglong said, "Promise me, just this once."

Stark moved a little bit, he slowly slowed down his breathing, raised his arms, and stroked his fingers gently back and forth on Ma Linglong's face: "You know I just..."

"Caring about them? I understand, and I do the same. You know I've lost a lot of friends. I don't want to lose them, but I don't want to lose you." Smell (actually just the smell of disinfectant) under the bed, "believe they can solve the problem, as if they believe you are a superhero, but as long as you recover, I don't mind if you put on the armor again and be the savior again."

Stark thought for a while and said, "Honey, can I scratch it?"

Ma Linglong frowned and said, "I'm not joking with you, I'm serious."

"I'm serious too. For God's sake, it's really itchy. That 'Mr. Fixed the upper body, "No, no, you can't do this, really. I promise you anything, or you can scratch it for me, it won't break the skin, I'm not afraid of scars!"

There are not many existing mages in the New York Temple. After the last battle, many mages either sacrificed or took refuge in evil forces and did not end well in the end.In fact, there are very few successors from the lineage of mages. In addition, they only recruit adult disciples, and there is no restriction on whether they are talented or not, so very few of them can persist until they complete their studies.

With Sirias' rebellion, incidents of killing fellow disciples emerged one after another, and most of the mages were gone.

Although the temple is vast, it is surprisingly quiet. There are less than 10 people coming and going in the huge building.

Strange's main job here is to monitor crimes caused by supernatural phenomena such as magic. He can use a huge globe-like device to identify which areas are under his jurisdiction.

Shortly after Strange became the Supreme Sorcerer, he signed a non-interference magical agreement with the Magic Congress. As a wizard who was originally a Muggle, the wizards of the Congress did not show too much to Strange. Even the most basic etiquette seems very far-fetched.

"I think it's looking for you." Strange was holding a colorful bird in his hand, which looked a bit like a tropical parrot and was very large.

Ma Linglong is looking through some books about soul out of body in the library of the temple. Thanks to Strange's lack of sect awareness, he has the idea of ​​sharing resources, and he doesn't mind letting Ma Linglong get in touch with these only disciples of his sect. The magic book that can only be viewed.

She raised her head and glanced, Ma Linglong reacted for a while before standing up: "Is this a parrot?"

"You ask me?" Strange said, "Shouldn't it be a communication tool between you wizards, your 'tool' just ate my oatmeal, I think I should think about what to do with it afterwards hair."

The colorful parrot struggled a few times, obviously it understood that the sentence contained a threat.

Ma Linglong seems to have a little impression of this beautiful big guy. She remembers that Sirius brought it back from a certain tropical rainforest. At first, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic, he didn't dare to use an owl to communicate with Harry, and this exaggerated The tropical parrot has become the best delivery person.

Who would have thought that the low-key wanted criminal would choose the gaudy bird as the messenger.

Although Sirius has been cleared of the charges, he still likes the parrot very much, so it replaced the owl and only worked for Sirius.

The parrot was clutching a letter tightly under its feet, Ma Linglong took it off and read it quickly, then said to Strange: "How about making a deal?"

"You don't want me to take care of Stark, don't even think about it."

Ma Linglong said: "I'll give you a limited edition black Lamborghini, it's cool to take your girlfriend for a ride."

"I've had enough stimulation." He moved his fingers, and the ten fingers were as flexible as a wind-up spring toy.

"A spell." Ma Linglong said, "It can be cast without a wand. It is absolutely fast and accurate against ordinary mages. It is very effective for long-distance attacks."

"I want three spells," said Strange.

"Two, no more."

"make a deal."

Hogwarts——

Sirius officially became the professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts two months ago. The school originally planned to give him a half-year probationary period, but he passed the test in one month.Sirius mainly taught the upper grades, and Professor McGonagall occasionally asked him to teach the first-year students, which was her affirmation of his teaching.

Sirius "captured" the hearts of most female students (and some parents) with his handsome and mature appearance and elegant manners, even the female students of Slytherin were obsessed with him.

It's just that the Slytherin boys don't like him that much so far, because he's always giving Harry points.

Sirius is popular not only for his face or for his beautiful hand movements when using a wand (Ma Linglong suspects that he may have secretly learned those cool gestures from Stark), he is very good as a teacher Talent, mastery of the classroom and experience as if he was born to do it.

Of course, he was able to do this without the credit of Ma Linglong. When she recommended Sirius to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, Sirius was so nervous that he stuttered as if he had never known them.

In the end, Dumbledore gave Sirius an internship, and Professor McGonagall was still a little bit against it.

At first, he could hardly fit in (probably too nervous) the class, and even felt that he might never be able to be alone.To be honest, Ma Linglong felt that Sirius was very funny at that time. He had never been so frightened even when he was in prison. He is not too stupid, he knows how to avoid being regarded as a rookie who is easy to be bullied by students.

Ma Linglong constantly guides Sirius to teach in his own way, or how to get along with students, and convinces him that no matter how naughty a student is, he can never be more terrifying than a dementor. Thinking about it this way, Sirius seems to feel much better up.

In the past month, he had mastered his podium with ease, the students liked him, and he also liked the atmosphere of the school, except that when they saw Snape, both sides couldn't give each other a good look.

It wasn't until this morning, when all the contestants of the Triwizard Tournament were selected, that Sirius had to send an urgent letter to Ma Linglong through a magical device that looked like a trophy.

Because the screening results shocked the whole school.

Prior to this, in order to reduce unnecessary dangers, the heads of the three magic schools restricted the age of students to be 17 years old to be eligible to register. Dumbledore specially drew a line on the outside of the registration device that only 17-year-old students can cross. In the magic circle, as long as you are under the age of 17, even if you are in the seventh grade.

Even if there are restless little wizards who want to opportunistically, such as the twins of the Weasley family, they spent a few nights secretly brewing a potion that increases age, but they were finally discovered by the magic.

Under such strict restrictions, Harry Potter's name was added to the list of contestants. This 14-year-old legendary boy unexpectedly became the No.4 contestant.

Dumbledore and all the teachers verified that there was no fraud in that name, just like the other three contestants, he was hand-picked by the trophy, a qualified player.

This incident caused quite a stir, and the principals of the other two schools expressed their dissatisfaction, because in this way, Hogwarts had two contestants, which was obviously extremely unfair.

Everyone was starting to wonder how Harry had put his name in there, or some more advanced cheat that even the Weasley twins didn't know about.In short, Harry Potter's name was once again pushed to the forefront of public opinion, and he became an isolated object of the entire academy.

Even his good friend Ron couldn't accept the fact that Harry didn't tell him in advance that he had signed up for the competition.

Harry became everyone's laughing stock and object of contempt for a while.

Sirius wrote down the ins and outs of the whole thing on paper, and he felt that there seemed to be an unknown conspiracy brewing in it, but the game could not be cancelled, it was a rule and tradition, and Harry had to participate, which made him feel extremely headache .

"Big event." Fred jumped to Ma Linglong's left.

"Very serious." George was on Ma Linglong's right.

"I know." Ma Linglong hurried to Sirius' office, "If you and Potter are friends, what you should do now is to comfort him, not add insult to injury."

When Ma Linglong bid farewell to Stark, she felt that her fiancé's resentment was growing rapidly, because she had clearly promised to stay by Stark's side.

Fred said unconvinced: "You said to comfort him?"

"Think about it." George said, "Harry is a member of the Triwizard Tournament. He must be very happy. This is in line with his usual style. Everyone is talking about him, just like in the beginning. Like that."

"That's because you don't know how cruel this competition is." Ma Linglong stopped, Sirius was not far ahead, surrounded by several female students from Gryffindor, as if in Help them answer the difficult question, "Do you think Quidditch is dangerous?"

"A little bit," said Fred.

"It's a lot." George said, "It's dangerous. Last semester, remember, Harry fell off the broom and broke his leg."

Ma Linglong blew a whistle to call Sirius' attention. Ma Linglong used to use this kind of whistle to joke with Sirius who turned into a dog, and he always subconsciously wanted to run over. Now it seems that this habit He is still intact.

"Then, the Triwizard Tournament is five hundred times more dangerous than Quidditch." Ma Linglong said, "Maybe more, at least Quidditch is teamwork."

Fred laughed: "What an exaggeration!"

"I have a task for you guys." Ma Linglong said, and she pointed in the direction of the library, "Go look up the history of the Triwizard Tournament, write a thoughtful essay with pictures and texts, and publish it in the college newspaper for Gryffindor students See, you can do it."

"Hey, are you going to give us extracurricular homework after you finally come back?" Fred raised his voice in protest.

"It's because you obviously have too little homework that you have time to chat about unfounded nonsense here."

"I don't listen to you." George said, "You have left the Transfiguration class to others."

Sirius patted George on the shoulder: "Fred, why are you so rude to Professor Lillian?"

"Professor Black, you made a mistake, I didn't say anything." Fred said, "He is George."

"Don't try to lie to me, George." Sirius didn't know if it was intentional, "If you still stay in this place, I will give you more homework."

The twins made a strange face at Ma Linglong, and ran to the library.

"They are more troublesome than we were back then." Having said that, Sirius did not show disgust for the twins, but admired them.

"It's not us, it's you." Ma Linglong said, "Take me to Professor Dumbledore."