Marvel: I'm Hermione, from Hogwarts!

At this time, a young man and woman walked in, arm in arm, talking and laughing. After ordering two cups of coffee, they looked around, walked to a table not far from Hermione and sat down.

Chapter 13 SHIELD appears

A man and a woman, obviously a couple, were chatting happily, and the sound of "chuckles" could be heard from time to time.

A sour smell of love.

Hermione rolled her eyes, drank the remaining half cup of coffee in silence, stood up and walked towards the two men.

"Move in a little bit, make some room for me."

Pushing the young man aside, Hermione sat down in the man's original position under the confused gazes of the two men.

Hermione looked at the woman in front of her.

The woman was probably in her twenties, with a hot body, a curvy figure, and a pretty face. Her tight clothes fully highlighted her sexy curves.

The slightly curly burgundy hair adds a touch of charm, making people's heart beat faster.

It’s a pity that Hermione is now a little beauty and she is powerless.

"Little girl, what are you doing..." The red-haired beauty spoke first, her eyes full of confusion.

Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Hermione.

"Stop pretending. What do you want from me?"

Before the red-haired beauty could speak, the young man next to her frowned and said, "What are you looking for, little girl? Why are you occupying my seat? I don't have any change for you."

It was obvious that Hermione was here to beg.

Hermione was not angry. She just glanced at the two people and said to herself, "Could they be sent by the Ministry of Magic? But there is no trace of magic fluctuation on them. Why would the Ministry of Magic send two Muggles here? I don't understand these people..."

The voice was filled with confusion.

She has already decided on her own character in Marvel.

A little wizard who has a small sense of justice, is very smart, even a little cunning, and has a mysterious and profound background.

All we have to do now is to keep pretending and scare these people.

"you!"

Seeing that Hermione ignored him and continued to talk about something incomprehensible, the young man became a little angry.

"Don't make noise." Hermione took out her wand and tapped his forehead, then looked up at the red-haired beauty. "If you have something to say, say it. If not, I'm leaving."

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

I am a professionally trained adult, but I was hit on the head with a small wooden stick by a little girl who was at most in junior high school? The young man couldn't believe it.

"You..." The young man came to his senses and wanted to say something, but the red-haired beauty raised her hand to stop him.

"Agent Johnson, please leave first. Leave this to me."

The young man's expression immediately changed from anger to helplessness, as if all the expressions just now were acted out. He stood up gently and left the cafe.

As he left, he kept muttering, "How could this be possible? How could a little girl like this see through my flaws..."

After the man left, the red-haired beauty spoke:

"Miss Granger...can I call you that?"

Hermione was not surprised by this and said with a smile: "Just call me Hermione."

In any case, looking at a beautiful woman can always make people happy, even if she is no longer able to be hugged by men.

Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed in the red-haired beauty's eyes.

It seems that the target is easier to talk to than expected.

"Okay, little sister Hermione." The red-haired beauty thought for two seconds, and then asked the question that she cared about most at the moment, "How did you see through us?"

In fact, she had the same questions as the male agent who left.

As a top agent, she had absolute confidence in her disguise and asked herself if she had been exposed. If she hadn't been really confused, she would never have put the mission aside and asked this question first.

For a moment, she almost suspected that the little girl in front of her was a spy trained by some secret organization since childhood.

"Huh?" Hermione showed a puzzled expression, "Don't you know that wizards are very sensitive to sight?"

"Since you came in, you have secretly glanced at me six times, and that brother just now glanced at me eleven times. Is this how you guys fall in love?"

"Even the couples in Hogwarts who are about to break up care about each other more than you do!"

The red-haired beauty was stunned.

Are children nowadays so sensitive that they can even sense sight?

Hermione chuckled inwardly.

Of course, that was nonsense about line of sight. She was able to recognize the other person only because she knew her.

I've seen it too many times on the screen in my previous life, so it must be very familiar.

Natasha Romanoff!

SHIELD's top agent, codenamed Black Widow!

Black Widow!

Natasha thought for a moment, recalling what Hermione had just said, and suddenly her body trembled as she grasped the key words.

She, what did she just say?

wizard?!

The child conveyed one message in both her words and deeds just now: she is a wizard!

At the same time, in a spacious office in a tall building, a one-eyed bald black man's pupils trembled when he heard this, and he looked down at the girl's information.

Several photos were displayed on the table, including Hermione working in front of the barbecue shop, the body of the black robber, and the deaths of several Hell's Kitchen criminals.

Natasha smiled.

"Sister Hermione, lying is not a good habit for children."

Before coming, she had read the target's information, and she thought that she should be a little girl with some special abilities. Although the wizard's words surprised her, after thinking about it carefully, she realized that it was probably just the fantasy of a child after gaining super powers.

As for wizards or magic, she absolutely did not believe in it.

However, Hermione's next reaction was beyond Natasha's expectations.

She thought that she would be angry and embarrassed after her lie was exposed, or she would be throwing a tantrum, but she didn't expect Hermione to frown and her originally smiling expression began to turn into confusion.

"Eh... You don't even know this. Could it be that you really weren't sent by the Ministry of Magic to monitor me?"

Hermione's expression suddenly became serious, and then she scratched her hair in distress.

"Oh no, I'm in trouble again. I told these two Muggles about this. I'm afraid Dumbledore will lecture me when I go back."

Natasha stared at Hermione, her expression somewhat stiff.

She tried to see some sort of acting in Hermione's reaction, but failed.

Either the girl in front of me was so immersed in the play that she couldn't distinguish between fantasy and reality, or... what she said was true.

"Oh, how annoying."

Hermione looked unhappy. She lay on the table and twirled the wand in her hand, and suddenly an idea came to her.

"By the way, before the Ministry of Magic finds out, I will erase your memories first, so that no one will find out that I revealed the existence of wizards to Muggles."

Hermione perked up suddenly and clapped her hands.

"Yes, let's do it! Haha, I'm such a genius!"

what?

Erase memory?

After hearing Hermione's words, Natasha felt her scalp tingling.

The other person pointed the small wooden stick in his hand at her. Natasha saw the tip of the stick slowly light up. In an instant, a huge sense of crisis that she had never experienced before swept through her body.

This is the intuition of a top agent.

"Wait, wait!" Thinking of the mission of this trip, Natasha used her strong willpower to control the urge to draw her gun and shouted, "Don't you want to know who we are?"

This sentence seemed to successfully arouse Hermione's interest. She slowly put down her wand and asked, "Pretty sister, since you are not sent by the Ministry of Magic, who are you and what do you want from me?"

The sense of crisis gradually disappeared, and Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know when her back was completely wet.

Chapter 14 Deception

"Natasha, what happened!"

A slightly nervous voice came from the headset.

"It's okay, I can handle it." Natasha pressed her ear and spoke quickly in a low voice.

Turning her gaze to Hermione again, Natasha said seriously, "I'm from the Strategic National Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. You can call me Natasha. I came to see you today mainly to ask you something."

Even though English has become the native language of this body, Hermione's brain short-circuited for a second after hearing such a long list of names.

Only then did she remember that S.H.I.E.L.D. did not yet have an abbreviation.

"Uh... what bureau?"

Natasha was no longer surprised by this. She had long ago advised Fury to change his name to one that was easier to remember, but there had been no change so far.

"Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency." Natasha repeated patiently.

"What Security Bureau?"

"…National Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency."

"Guarantee what?"

Natasha: "..."

Looking at the clear eyes of the beautiful girl in front of her, for the first time she felt like she didn't know what to say.

"Or you can write it down."

Seeing Natasha's frustration, Hermione proposed a solution.

"Okay, I'll ask my colleagues to bring paper and pen over later..."

Before Natasha could finish her words, she was interrupted by Hermione: "Don't bother."

As she spoke, Hermione raised her wand and waved it gently at the coffee cup beside her.

"Flavi!"

The next second, under Natasha's incredulous gaze, the coffee cup twisted and deformed into a piece of white paper and a pen.

"This is!"

Natasha looked up at Hermione in shock.

Her first reaction was that she had been drugged and was hallucinating.

She reached out and grabbed the paper and pen, rubbing them between her fingertips for a while. After repeated confirmation, Natasha was finally sure that everything before her eyes was not an illusion.

It turned out to be true!

"You, how did you do that?"

Natasha stared at Hermione.

Hermione shrugged. "Just a simple Transfiguration spell."

"Wingardim, Leviosa!"

The coffee cup in front of Natasha floated up, floated outside the table, then fell to the ground and shattered.

"Restored to the original condition!"

The broken cup pieced itself together and restored itself in an anti-physical way, without any sign of damage.

"See!" Hermione put her hands on her waist, looking very proud.

After witnessing this series of miraculous changes, Natasha was shocked to the point of numbness.