Marvel: I'm Hermione, from Hogwarts!

"Is there no other way to make people possess magic power?"

"No." Hermione answered very simply, "But it is possible to allow Muggles to cast spells, but it is very troublesome and the effect is not good."

Fury's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "Can you do it?"

"No, I wouldn't do that even if I could." Hermione glared at him. "Do you want the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to rush into S.H.I.E.L.D. to arrest your agents?"

Fury stopped talking.

Tony suddenly interrupted, "Are you really going to be a mysterious consultant for them?"

Hermione looked at Tony with her beautiful big eyes: "Yeah, I think it's quite interesting."

This is true.

In her mind, the existence of wizards must be known to the world, so she might as well take this opportunity to reveal part of it first.

Tony nodded and looked at Fury: "How much salary are you going to give her?"

Fury: “?”

Tony narrowed his eyes: "Are you going to say that not only is your SHIELD hiring child laborers, but you're not going to pay them?"

Fury's face darkened, he really thought so.

But after Tony said it so clearly, he found it difficult to say anything like "for the world and for justice".

"How much do you think you should pay Hermione given her value?" Tony asked.

"One million?" Fury asked tentatively.

Tony sneered.

"How about this? I'll pay her 10 million per month and hire her as a consultant for Stark Group. How about that?"

Fury's face turned even darker, and he could only look at Hermione for help.

Hermione poked her cheek with a finger and looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought.

After a long while, she suddenly thought of something and said, "How about this, the TV series say that organizations like yours have a lot of interesting things. How about you give me enough authority to access your interesting collections and materials?"

Fury was startled when he heard this request.

Chapter 41 Quidditch

Fury was startled and wanted to refuse immediately.

For an organization like S.H.I.E.L.D., the most important thing is the confidentiality of intelligence and strict agent authority.

Once Hermione is given access, won't all the secrets be revealed?

However, the next second, he stopped talking again.

It was just a subconscious thought just now. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not impossible...

Hermione is probably just interested in new things at most, and there is no substantial threat. Moreover, there are many things in SHIELD that cannot be confirmed, such as item 084... Maybe Hermione can know.

After thinking about it, Fury finally nodded and said, "Okay, I agree to this."

"So...when can you come to SHIELD again so I can pick out a few 'good students' for you."

He couldn't wait any longer.

Ever since the prophecy, Hermione has never been to SHIELD again, and their intelligence in this area has been cut off.

Although the extremely lethal magic she demonstrated yesterday was of great concern, in comparison, the knowledge on the mysterious side was more important.

"I'm not very good these days," Hermione pinched her waist, "There's a Quidditch match coming up soon, and I'm still Gryffindor's Beater, so let's talk about it after the match."

"Quidditch?"

The three of them asked the question at the same time.

"Um... didn't I tell you?" Hermione blinked and then explained briefly.

Unexpectedly, after listening to it, Tony and Pepper both showed great interest in Quidditch.

This wizard-specific sports activity feels extremely fresh to them, and the gameplay is also very interesting.

Pepper asked directly: "Can we see you play?"

"It's a bit difficult. You can't get into Hogwarts... Wait, I have an idea!" Hermione had an idea.

A few minutes later, looking at Hermione and Tony who were still having a heated discussion, Fury let out a worried sigh and couldn't help but squeeze the pager he was carrying.

He had a feeling that as Tony Stark's identity as Iron Man was revealed, more and more super-powered crises would gradually emerge in the future, and the formation of the Avengers would be imminent.

……

Hogwarts, Quidditch pitch.

Today is the annual school Quidditch house match, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.

In the preparation area, Hermione and the other six team members had already changed into their red and yellow uniforms.

Each of the seven people held a broom, and Hermione and George also had a bat.

She secretly released the mini drone, and seeing that no one noticed, Hermione was certain.

At this moment, Harry came quietly over, pulled Hermione's sleeve, and whispered:

"Do you have time later?"

Hermione said calmly, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Harry said directly: "Ron and I discovered something recently and I want you to help me take a look."

"Okay." Hermione agreed, "Come to the library to talk after the game."

Harry felt a little relieved after getting the answer.

There were many puzzles bothering him these days, and he and Ron discussed it all night but still couldn't figure it out.

Just when Ron was struggling, he suddenly thought, why not ask the amazing Hermione?

Just one sentence made Harry suddenly enlightened.

Yes, when in doubt, they ask Hermione, that’s their style!

think?

Think shit!

Wouldn't it be nice to spend that time gossiping with Ron and gossiping about Snape behind his back?

Hermione glanced at Harry.

She didn't know what this guy wanted to do, but everything had to be put aside for today. Her only goal today was to win the game and beat her opponent to a pulp!

The preparation time is over and both sides are about to enter.

The entire oval-shaped stadium stands were filled with teachers and students. When they saw the two teams ready to go, they all screamed and cheered excitedly.

"Gryffindor! Gryffindor! Gryffindor!"

"Slytherin! Slytherin! Slytherin!"

Feeling the warm atmosphere, Hermione couldn't help but sigh that the teachers and students at Hogwarts really love Quidditch.

Harry patted Hermione and pointed towards the Gryffindor stand.

Ron, Neville, Seamus and the others were waving their arms and shouting at the two men with excited expressions.

Although drowned out by the tumultuous voices, Hermione could still tell what was being said from the lip movements.

Come on.

Listening to the cheers around her, Hermione's emotions were gradually aroused, and a surge of blood filled her chest.

It was as if I was dreaming of watching the World Cup in my previous life.

Hermione tightened her grip on the broom.

I originally thought that after traveling through time, I would never feel these emotions again, and that the only things left in my life were acting and the pursuit of power, but it was not until now that I realized that this was not entirely true.

Wood glanced at Harry: "Nervous?"

Harry nodded.

"It's okay, I did the same the first time."

"and then?"

"Then... I don't remember anything. I was knocked unconscious by a Bludger two minutes into the game and was in a coma in the hospital for a week."

Harry swallowed.

The comfort was very good. Don’t comfort me again next time.

"I don't want to be knocked unconscious by a Bludger again this time."

After Wood finished speaking, his eyes fell on Hermione, but he found that the latter was not looking at him at all, but was swinging the bat lightly and looking at the opposite side, with an eager look on her face.

Wood suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

Hermione must not have forgotten that in addition to interfering with the opponent, the beater also has the task of protecting his own players, right!

You must not have forgotten!

"Both teams are welcome to enter!"

On the commentary stand, the black guy Lee Jordan was holding a loud speaker and his voice was loud and clear.

As the commentator finished speaking, players from both teams mounted their broomsticks and flew into the sky at the same time, circling the field several times before finally hovering above the field in a standoff.

"Today's game is Gryffindor versus Slytherin!"

Commentator Lee Jordan began to introduce the players from both teams one by one.

Every time a team member was introduced, there was cheering in the stadium.

When it was Gryffindor's turn, he was surprised and said, "In this competition, the Gryffindor team actually replaced two first-year students, Harry Potter..."

At this point, he paused, "With the famous 'Witch of the Library', Hermione Granger!"

As soon as the words "Library Witch" came out, except for Slytherin, all the other houses burst into cheers that were even louder than before.

Senior Wood smiled and said, "It seems like you are very popular."

The Weasley twins next to them also joked: "She is the prettiest and most talented girl among the freshmen. Who wouldn't like her? Our Ron is..."

Hermione glared at the two of them.

Although she did not deliberately cultivate any popularity, her beautiful appearance and unrivaled magic skills made her gain many fans unknowingly.

Although he is usually cold and uncommunicative, many people like this style.

The more mysterious and inaccessible it is, the more interesting it is.

Chapter 42: First in the Game, Second in the Game

After the introductions of the players from both teams, the traditional trash talk session began.

Across from them, a buck-toothed male Slytherin player looked at Wood and challenged him, "What? Gryffindor has no one left? Why are they letting two first-year students play?"

Wood was not to be outdone. He looked at the other team's green and white uniforms and snorted, "I hope you can still say that after we win."

Hearing this, the seven people on the opposite side burst into laughter.

"Win? When has Gryffindor ever defeated us Slytherin in these years? Wood, are you still asleep after being knocked unconscious last time? Why are you talking nonsense?" the bucktoothed man laughed.

Gryffindor has not won the title since the days of legendary player Charlie Weasley.

Wood did not answer, but looked at Hermione and the others and comforted them, "It's okay, don't be stressed, just play to your best. There is a saying, friendship first, competition second, winning or losing is not important."

"Haha, what's the point of putting friendship first and competition second? It's just an excuse for not being able to win." The bucktoothed man laughed: "If the purpose of the competition is not to win, then what's the point?"

"Competition should come first, friendship second!"

Before Wood could speak, Hermione suddenly spoke:

"That's right, Senior! If the game is not for winning, it will be meaningless. Why lose when you can win?"

Your statement is a bit Slytherin-like... Harry looked at her back silently.