Daily demolition of the store [Comprehensive British and American]

"Don't look at me like that!"

"What look did I use?!" Novia blinked, she was still frowning, but at least she withdrew her superficial guilt.The purple man looked at Novia and then at Stark. He felt that he seemed to have missed something, but no one told him.

Novia has an older brother who is a villain, the kind of big villain who likes to make a fuss about his life.

This is the conclusion that the purple man came to based on his own experience - it is always difficult for Novia to say that his brother is a heinous person.The purple man silently remembered this ability in his heart, vaguely, he felt that he seemed to have seen this ability somewhere.

——There is no special sound and light effect, it is simply put to death, and it is so pure that people can't move their eyes...

"It's the kind of eyes that I'm about to die!" It's not that Tony doesn't believe Novia's words, he just can't put that description on himself.This is different from that poisoning. There is no fear of the end of life. The frogs in the warm water don't realize that they are bruised and bruised before they really die, and they don't believe that they will.

Tony was lucky while thinking about what to do next.

Prepare with both hands to end everything unexpectedly.

Stark, who made up his mind, did not show this thought.

They all ended the topic cautiously.There seemed to be some noise in the small suite in the office. Novia sat up subconsciously, but Mycroft prevented her from getting up to check.

"My client is late, don't be so nervous."

This office is located on the first floor, no super powers are required, as long as you are an adult, with the help of certain tools, you can sneak in [-]%.This is not a relatively confidential and safe one in Mycroft's office, but the location is good, with a historic building and a Gothic-style corridor. After walking such a distance, it adds a sense of ceremony and looks full of grandeur.

Novia wasn't sure if Mycroft's so-called 'client' was actually a superhuman.The list of superheroes in her mind is constantly doing elimination methods, but she can't make any breakthroughs until she gets further clues.

"That client wants me to ask you a question——" Mycroft paused, and he gave Novia a warning, "I must remind you that the answer to this question will have an intuitive impact on your future work! "

After that, he asked Novia word by word: "Are you an original party?"

"What?" Novia was confused.

She began to wonder who the man behind the door really was.How many things does he know?What if they are from the same place?Then what kind of attitude will she use to face this person?

Novia took a deep breath, and gave her own answer firmly: "I am not."

There are many things that can prove this, such as the purple man sitting with her, such as Iron Man who suddenly found out that his life is not long, and such as the poi team who has already spoken semi-publicly.

She may not take the initiative to get involved in the plot, but if she is really involved: "I prefer a modified and perfect ending."

The door to the suite opened.

This is a bit like the scene of a talent show. Contestant Novia's words touched the hearts of the judges. They came out from behind the scenes and decided to give Novia a chance.

Novia saw clearly that the man who came out was just a man who was about to enter middle age.His temperament was similar to that of a weather-beaten old agent, but he was a little more bleak and righteous than those experienced and cunning guys.Looks are not the most memorable, neither are the wild white sideburns and emerald eyes.

Only the crumpled worker's suit made one wonder how long it had been since he had updated his wardrobe.

Novia didn't dare to imagine that Mycroft's clients looked like this before seeing this person.

"Aren't you going to introduce me?"

"Maybe I should avoid it." Tony stood up with a mocking tone. He didn't move the cup on the coffee table. The few hours of catching up seemed more like a special trip to listen to Novia's story and accept his near-death notice. .

Novia made up her mind, she made up her mind to continue indulging in that very meaningful but also very dangerous job.Tony didn't know what else he could change. These people were about to talk about the task, and waiting was just a waste of time.

Tony put his hand on the doorknob.

He heard the old-fashioned man introduce himself: "I'm Harry Potter."

No one can resist facing this situation and not looking back.Tony paused, and made a choice in a very short time, deciding to stay and witness the comedy of the century in which the British\country\high\\officials were deceived by the comic cosplayer.

Novia's reaction was much bigger than Tony's.

She pointed rudely at the person who called herself 'Harry Potter', too many complaints and questions stuck there, and after a while, she caught the question that came to her mind most times: "Your wand Woolen cloth?"

—Mr. Potter drew his wand.

"scar?"

—he lifted his hair.

"...But these are easy to do." Novia took half a step back, and she gave Mycroft a look, angry at his joke.Maybe this is indeed a client, but this kind of ridiculous thing about playing the savior should not be mentioned in the office!

"How can I prove myself?"

"Wands can be bought in theme parks, and scars can be used as special effects costumes!" Novia gave her explanation righteously.That's the kind of thing she'd been doing at comic-cons for years before that. - Play as a little wizard, or a savior with round glasses.

"But magic can't be imitated, can it?"

"You want to show us magic?" Novia looked at him warily.There is no guarantee that this mr wand even the wand itself, which could be a highly camouflaged high lethal weapon.

Novia's consistent experience is that when there is a certain story book in this world, the people in it will not appear in her life.

The ones that don't have this rule: "The Hobbit", "Assassin's Creed", "Game of Thrones".These stories are printed, so these people are not living. "Harry Potter" is the same reason, there is no problem with this logic.

"I'll prove it, but not here."

The man glanced at Mycroft, and he took out a pocket watch from his pocket: "Please put your hands on it."

Novia saw that there were criss-cross marks on his hands, which seemed to be left by long-term contact with rough things. She wanted to analyze the man's usual weapons from these marks, roughly rough wooden sticks and the like?Or a broom?

She put her hand on the pocket watch as she said, and Mycroft did, followed by the purple man and... the cold armor.

Tony stood among them with a righteous face, and put his hands on the pocket watch with the same expectation. The small pocket watch barely left him any space, "Why don't you take off the armor?"

"You and your boss have no sense of crisis at all!" Tony was furious.

From the moment he told Novia not to look at him with that look, Novia really no longer regarded him as a terminally ill person, and her attitude returned to that slightly hostile perfunctory.

It's better not to say it!

"If your thick fingers didn't touch the pocket watch, you will be left where you are!" Novia's original intention was to keep Tony from joining in the fun, and she could solve this kind of matter independently.

"No, I don't think it's a problem." Mr. Porter was very tolerant.He held out a hand and said to Tony, "I can take you."

Tony frowned and gave him his hand.

They were all wondering what deceptive feat the impostor would pull off.Potter waved his wand, and Novia's hands seemed to be tightly glued to the pocket watch. They gathered around the pocket watch and were stuffed into a dull and narrow pipe together, twirling and turning,——then suddenly understood .

"We're here!" Not far away were Tony and that Mr. Potter.

Tony stood there, unresponsive in his armor.But during that time just now, the readings on the monitor were abnormal, and the screen was almost red!

"This way of moving is very unstable! Your equipment is not perfect! This is dangerous!"

"Uh... There are indeed wizards who lost part of their bodies during Apparatus, but you can rest assured that I am an experienced Oro..."

"So you insist on going through the Harry Potter settings to the end, right?" Novia didn't feel as bad as Tony, she returned the pocket watch to that Mr. Novia gets any leads.

"I don't expect to prove myself by this." Potter nodded good-naturedly to Mycroft, who returned him a good-natured smile.

"We just went back to the place where you got off the plane. Novia, someone has to fix that plane. Your boss doesn't have that much departmental funds to clean up this mess for you." Mycroft said so, but He has found a solution to the problem.

Mr. Potter waved his wand at a distance from his talking colleague. Novia could feel the energy emanating from his wand. She began to believe that this was what was called 'magic power' .The white paint slowly grows back from the scratches on the surface of the plane. Through the window, the tables and chairs inside and even the things that were overturned and shifted during the flight are suspended in the air and reassembled in a complex and orderly manner. , back to the original position.

On the shattered windows, the agent's blood was wiped clean, and the window glass was restored to its original shape.In the end, the wine glass that the purple man dropped to the ground, the wine sticking to the ground returned to the glass, and the two glasses were placed on the table in the plane intact.

Novia's eyes became brighter and brighter, and when Potter's spell was completed, she no longer doubted all of this.

"Mr. Potter, do you know! I grew up reading your stories!"

"You obviously grew up listening to your brother's bedtime stories!" the purple man whispered.He hasn't forgotten the story Novia just told, but Novia himself seems to have forgotten it.

The straightforward purple man was pushed away by Novia without any suspense.

Novia had a hundred thousand reasons in mind, she found that it was possible to simulate the operation of this kind of magic power, even if she was not born with blood, she could still get closer to the wizarding world she had always longed for!

—Mycroft said it was a mission about the past, and Harry Potter asked her if she was a plot party.

Novia has never been so excited about a mission. She doubts whether an opportunity is in front of him, an opportunity to return to the era in the book, an opportunity to change the fate of the characters!