Marvel: I'm Hermione, from Hogwarts!

However, I never recorded Hermione's information in the database. How did Pierce know it...

Several familiar faces suddenly flashed through his mind.

Seeing Fury leave, Pierce also breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Fury would come to ask about it, so he pretended to feel threatened, hoping that Fury would not suspect in other directions.

After all, this is not something that a normal person like him would do, and Fury himself must be aware of this.

Nick Fury... the wizard...

Pierce has begun to feel the difficulty of the former.

We must speed up Project Insight... Fury is clearly getting out of control, it's time to get rid of him...

……

Back in the Harry Potter world, the holiday was not over yet, and Hermione spent some time with her original parents, which was a rare occasion.

After all, they are Hermione's biological parents. Although it feels a bit strange for her as a time traveler, she can't say she feels disgusted.

In any case, these two people are good people and they are really nice to Hermione.

After a few days of getting along, you will get used to it.

"I can't use magic. My hands are itchy..."

Hermione was lying on the bed in her room, waving her wand out of boredom.

The Ministry of Magic has put traces on the wands of underage students, prohibiting them from using magic outside of school. In the Marvel world, she can play with magic machine guns, but here she can only be a good girl for the time being.

Moreover, the Muggle technology in this world was really not good enough, especially in the late twentieth century.

In the Marvel world, she can also surf the Internet and play with the controller, and here she can just play as a little overlord and have endless fun.

Chapter 59 Message Do Not Disturb

Gus was lying on the edge of the bed. He seemed to sense Hermione's boredom, so he looked up and meowed, then buried his head and continued to sleep.

After kidnapping it from Fury, Hermione was surprised to find that his collection of magical creatures could be put into the book, so she simply brought Gus into this world.

Just then, shadows covered the windows and the light in the house faded.

Hermione rolled out of bed, raised her wand with one hand and pointed it out the window, and with the other hand she picked up Gus and held it in front of her.

"Hey, hey, hey! Be careful!"

There was a cry of surprise from outside the window. Ron was sitting in a suspended, very vintage, classic blue car, with his hands raised in surrender.

He thought Hermione had never seen a flying car, so he wanted to show it off to her as a surprise. He did not knock on the door first, but went directly to the second floor of the villa to say hello. He did not expect Hermione to react so strongly.

"Hi, Hermione!"

Next to Ron, George Weasley, who was driving, also leaned out and greeted her. Fred Weasley was sitting in the passenger seat.

Not only Ron, but the Weasley twins came too.

"What are you doing..." Hermione was a little confused.

Shouldn't they be going to rescue the trapped Harry during this period of time? Why are they coming to her?

"Hey, could you put your wand down first?"

Ron was somewhat dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice:

"Why do I always feel like you can fight with anyone at any time and anywhere... Forget about the magic wand, but why are you holding a cat against us? Can it eat us..."

After a brief exchange, Hermione finally figured out the whole story.

It turned out that some time ago, the Ministry of Magic detected someone using magic near Number 4 Privet Drive, and Harry was the only wizard living there.

Harry was then convicted of casting a spell outside of school and received a warning from the Ministry of Magic, which happened to be known to Ron's father, Arthur Weasley, who worked at the Ministry of Magic.

After knowing that Ron had written many letters to Harry during the holidays but received no reply, they thought that Harry might be locked up by his uncle, so they simply asked a few people to take him to their home to live for a few days.

"I just remembered that you didn't reply during the holiday, so I came to check on you as well."

As Ron spoke, he noticed the stacks of unopened envelopes on the windowsill and suddenly his eyes widened:

"These are all the letters I wrote to you. I thought you didn't receive them, but it turns out you didn't open any of them!"

Hermione touched her nose, looking a little unnatural.

Even more embarrassing than not replying to messages you’ve read is the Do Not Disturb button on the right side of the chat box.

He was also caught by the real owner.

The Weasley twins couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.

After saying goodbye to her parents, Hermione accepted Ron's invitation, mainly Molly and Arthur's invitation, and went to Ron's house with them.

As it happened, she also wanted to see the famous Weasley Burrow, which was better than having fun there with Gus.

The flying car quickly took off.

Hermione sat in the back seat, thinking it would be crowded, but she found that the space inside the car was much more spacious than it looked from the outside.

It was obvious that a traceless extension spell had been cast.

It's just that the speed is average, not to mention her Cyberpunk 2077, it's not even as fast as a normal flying broom.

After driving for nearly an hour, we passed a barrier that looked like a barrier. An old building with four or five floors in height and a chimney-like feel appeared on the grass, surrounded by green mountains and clear waters.

"Hey, Hermione!"

As soon as he entered the room, Harry immediately sat up from the table and greeted Hermione.

"have you eaten?"

Hermione immediately threw out a standard social etiquette.

"Not yet. Mrs. Weasley is preparing lunch for us. We will be eating soon..."

Harry, who had not been influenced by Eastern culture, answered seriously.

"Ah."

"Oh, right," Harry seemed to remember something, "It's not that I don't want to reply to your letters, I just didn't receive them. They were all secretly intercepted by Dobby."

“It’s okay. I haven’t written it.”

"……what?"

Harry's face froze. He had thought that Hermione, like Ron, had written him many letters during the holidays.

The boat of friendship is shaking.

Hermione shrugged. She had spent most of this holiday in the Marvel world, either studying alchemy or drinking tea with Ancient One. She had no time to care about such trivial matters as a little brat.

Ron saw that he was not the only one being treated coldly, and his mentality became much more balanced. He complained to Harry:

"It's not just you. She didn't even open the letters I sent to this girl. She just threw them all aside! That's too much!"

The two looked at each other and understood each other.

Although I was a little unhappy that she ignored their thoughts, how should I put it...

This was the Hermione they knew.

They sat down and watched Hermione looking around. Ron suddenly felt a little embarrassed and glanced at her secretly.

"Our family is not very rich, and we can't compare to the villa your parents have..."

Hermione patted his shoulder.

"What are you talking about? Such a magical building, if I knew how to do it, I would have built one anyway. It is much more valuable than those ordinary Muggle buildings."

Seeing that Hermione didn't mind, Ron breathed a sigh of relief and felt much better.

The Weasley twins watched him from the side, secretly suppressing their laughter.

Harry was surprised. He didn't expect Hermione to be so considerate sometimes.

"Hermione, it's so good to see you!"

Suddenly, a voice came from around the corner.

Molly Weasley, dressed as a housewife and with a kind face, appeared, walked quickly towards Hermione and gave her a hug.

Somewhat familiar.

"I heard from Ron and Harry that if you hadn't protected them, they might have been killed by Quirrell!"

Then he glared at Ron and said, "I hope you will think more about your own worth before you act so impulsively next time!"

Ron looked aggrieved: "It was obviously Harry..."

"Still quibbling!" Molly said angrily, "Harry is so brave at such a young age, facing the bad guys without caring about his own safety. You should learn from him!"

Hermione: "..."

It has an inner taste!

I didn’t expect to see such a classic scene again in another world.

It was worth the trip!

Ron looked back and forth between Harry and Molly, feeling that he was the wand given to him as a gift, and Harry was the biological son.

After teaching Ron a lesson, Molly looked at Hermione again, grabbed her hands and sat down, looking her up and down with a loving gaze.

Hermione was frightened by her gaze. She withdrew her hands calmly and forced a smile.

Just as she was getting restless, she heard a "thump thump thump" sound gradually approaching from above her head, and a little girl in pajamas ran down from upstairs.

When she saw the people present, the little girl stopped suddenly, her eyes widened, as if she had seen something incredible.

After staring for a while, he suddenly turned around and ran upstairs.

Chapter 60 Tracking Principles

Harry looked confused.

"Did I do anything to upset her?"

Ron whispered:

"My sister Ginny has been talking about you all summer, it's so annoying."

Harry lowered his head. He now knew how famous he was among wizards. This was not the first time he had seen such a scene, so he was almost used to it.

It's like a fan girl meeting her idol.

Just as the food was served, the door was pushed open again.

A middle-aged man with a simple face and red hair walked in.

The red-haired uncle nodded at Harry, obviously having seen him before, and laughed when he saw Hermione.

"This must be Miss Granger, right? Thank you for protecting Harry and Ron. You were able to defeat an adult wizard in your first year, and you are also the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. This achievement is unprecedented, and it is even spreading throughout the Ministry of Magic!"

Isn't it just killing a stupid Quirrell? Is that a big deal? Hermione was a little surprised.

She thought it was normal to kill Quirrell, but she forgot that her age was the key and how shocking it was in the eyes of everyone.

"Well... it's okay. Actually, Quirrell wasn't in a good condition at that time..." Hermione defended.

Molly said, "I heard that you were the Beater of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and defeated Slytherin in one fell swoop to win the Quidditch Cup?"

"Um... Harry actually caught the Golden Snitch, so the points are all his. It has nothing to do with me..."

"Little Hermione, you are too modest. Harry said you are the one who has made the greatest contribution." Molly looked at Hermione with even kinder eyes.

"There's still the final exam. I heard you were the only one who got full marks."

This is true.

To Hermione, the first-year wizard exam was just like a senior high school student doing elementary school math. It was a complete dimensionality reduction attack.

But Mrs. Weasley, how come you know what I did better than I do? Hermione shouted in her heart.

This is only in this world. What if I let you go to Marvel? You will expose all my secrets!

Where the hell does this information come from!