Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Coulson stared at the surveillance footage on the tablet with his eyes wide open. It took him a long time to calm down his fluctuating mood.

Having witnessed the power of the Hulk and Thor and understanding the Battle of New York, Coulson's psychological quality is far beyond that of ordinary people.

But he still felt that he needed to talk to Aaron as soon as possible. He was probably the only one in the world who could keep a majestic mythical creature like a dragon as a pet.

And the mask on Frank's face that can summon a legion of warriors is extremely dangerous and doesn't look like something that a legitimate alchemist can create.

"Sir." A female agent walked in. "The wounded have all been sent back. As for the few who came back with you... they have all been dealt with."

"Thank you for your hard work, Agent Carter." Coulson turned off the tablet, looked at the other party and sighed softly, "Is there anything missing?"

"I am 100% sure that they are Hydra. I killed them with my hands and weapons."

"Anything you want to ask?"

Sharon Carter hesitated for a few seconds, "S.H.I.E.L.D. really..."

“Really, but Fury is already investigating the Hydra spies within SHIELD.

We can basically identify some high-level agents, but it is not the time to take action against them yet, so we are not clear about their subordinates for the time being.

The reason why Fury sent you here to assist me is because you can't be Hydra. We need you to see the truth with your own eyes and tell your aunt Peggy Carter to ask her to prepare in advance.

We know that Ms. Peggy's physical condition is not optimistic...but she is the only remaining veteran of S.H.I.E.L.D., and only she can suppress the situation after the civil strife.

"I understand, sir."

"In addition to ordering me to participate in the encirclement and suppression mission of the enemy and the association, Fury also asked me to meet with Gaius and ask him to make another batch of universal potions for Ms. Peggy." At this point, Coulson smiled helplessly, "I'm sure he will make a lot of money from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Okay, I still have to go talk to these superheroes. SHIELD will be in great need of manpower later."

"With all due respect, Chief Coulson.

I don't think they'll join S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Of course they won't." Coulson said with a smile, "Almost everyone of them has their own life, they won't be idle to become agents, but it's always good to make friends.

They all have a strong sense of justice and will lend a helping hand when necessary.”

Sharon nodded as if she understood, then turned and left the control center.

......

When Matt and the others walked out of the Midtown Circle building, Coulson greeted them with a gentle smile, "I knew you would succeed."

"It can't be considered a success." The old man with the stick said, "Four of the five fingers of the Hand and Society were broken, but Madam Gao ran away. I don't know what kind of trouble will arise in the future."

"This is already amazing. Those enemies are already very powerful in my opinion." Coulson said sincerely. In his career, the Hand and the Society were not particularly powerful, but their difficulty was second only to the aliens.

"I don't know if you guys have time, I have something I want to talk to you about."

"Are you trying to recruit us?" Jessica said with a strange look on her face, "I knew that sooner or later we vigilantes would have to face the threat of being recruited.

But I may disappoint you, I have no interest in being a vigilante, and even less interest in being a superhero.

I have other cases to handle and don’t have the time to work for the authorities.”

"Me too." Luke followed up, "There are many people who need my protection, and S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't need a few of us, right?"

There was no shortage before, but it’s hard to say now.

Coulson secretly complained in his heart, but his expression did not change at all.

“S.H.I.E.L.D. does want to recruit some capable superhumans, but it will never force them to join.

What I mean is to exchange contact information. SHIELD will not disturb your daily life, but if you encounter something like today in the future, please notify us in time.

With SHIELD's guarantee, at least the police won't interfere with your work.

Of course, convenience is mutual. Who knows, SHIELD may need your strength in the future.

But don't get me wrong, I'm talking about events like the Chitauri invasion, where SHIELD can unite the scattered superheroes to deal with the crisis together rather than fighting alone."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in shock.

Coulson's frankness was beyond their expectations, and it was indeed difficult for them to refuse his proposal.

Life is not easy for the vigilantes either, especially for Jessica and Luke, whose identities are almost known to everyone.

But if we establish a relationship with SHIELD, it would reduce some trouble.

"Mr. Coulson, I suddenly understand why you can establish friendship with the Avengers." Matt smiled meaningfully.

"Sincerity is the key to success!" Coulson said bluntly, "When I was a kid, I dreamed of becoming a hero, so I became an agent.

Although I am not a hero, I know what a hero needs.”

"So... do you agree?"

"I agree." Jessica said thoughtfully, and Luke nodded.

"If it's just a phone number, that's fine with me," Matt said.

"I also..."

"You don't have to, Mr. Rand," Coulson interrupted.

He just had a certain understanding of Danny's saintly heart. Although he has good fighting ability, he is really not suitable for cooperating with SHIELD and can easily become a drag!

"why?"

"You are the Iron Fist that Kunlun has trained with great difficulty. You have your mission, don't you?" Coulson spoke the truth insincerely, and even Matt and Stick Man didn't hear anything wrong with it.

Danny nodded thoughtfully and stopped dwelling on the issue.

After exchanging phone numbers with the three people, Coulson looked at Frank who was wearing an Ika mask, "Frank, what is your current condition?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

"Uh..." Coulson smiled awkwardly, "I happen to be going to Gaius' place later. If you don't mind, I can give you a ride."

Frank paused, a flash of realization flashed across his devilish face, "No problem."

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief, told others the time and place where their relatives and friends would get off the plane, then took Frank on Lola and left the Midtown area.

The flamethrower started up and the red convertible flew through the air.

Frank put Abe, who had fallen into deep sleep again, beside him, and then asked casually, "You know everything, right?"

"I am a Level 8 agent after all. It would be a bit unprofessional of me to just lead people to withdraw."

"Sure enough, you left something behind when you left."

"The work of Fitz and Simmons." Coulson said noncommittally, "A full-scale camera system."

"How many people know?" Frank asked in a deep voice.

"At the moment, there is only me. In the future, there may be Nick Fury, but there won't be a third person."

"Better keep your word, Agent Coulson.

Gaius has many secrets, but it is best not to try to explore them, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

"I knew this when I first met him, but I didn't expect his secret to be beyond my imagination. Who would raise a dragon?"

In fact, his secrets are countless times more exaggerated than you can imagine.

Frank said to himself, "Maintain the existing relationship. This is my advice to you and S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Thanks for the reminder. I don't think Fury would want to offend the owner of a mythical creature."

......

Ten minutes later, Lola stopped in front of Gaius's divination house.

Coulson and Frank walked into the divination room together. Aaron sat in the main seat with an expressionless face, his chin supported by his hands, as if he was not surprised at all by their arrival.

"Aaron, I think we need to talk." Coulson said straight to the point, "About your pet, and the mysterious mask on Frank's face."

"Wait a moment, Coulson." Aaron said calmly, "Before that, I have to talk to the famous Punisher first."

Frank pursed his lips, and put Abe on the divination table with a guilty conscience, "I..."

"You disappoint me." Aaron said bluntly, "I lent you General Ika's mask, but you didn't fulfill my request."

"Yes, it was my negligence."

"Negligence?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Is this your explanation to me?

Because of your negligence, Abe had to reveal his identity. Now they all know that I have a dragon. Do you know how much trouble this will bring me?"

"They won't tell anyone, I promise."

"You can't promise that. If nothing else, Coulson will definitely tell Nick Fury."

"I promise the director won't tell anyone else." Coulson interrupted, "You know the current situation of S.H.I.E.L.D., and some things must be kept secret."

"Ha! Haha!" Aaron laughed twice in an exaggerated manner. "Coulson, don't tell me you don't know Nick Fury's character. Do you think he will use Abe's identity to ask me to do a few things for him?"

"Ah this..."

Coulson opened his mouth, speechless.

This seems to be impossible to guarantee. Given Nick Fury's working style, he will definitely maximize the benefits of intelligence.

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips in disdain. "Your hesitation has already told me the answer. Nick Fury will definitely do that."

"So...Agent Coulson, are you still going to tell him Abe's identity?"

"Probably... maybe!" Coulson said stiffly.

"I'm glad you didn't give me a perfunctory answer. I expected this answer." Aaron snorted coldly, "You can tell him, but please remind him that the destructive power of a giant dragon cannot even be compared to that of the Hulk."

Coulson was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

Threats and counter-threats, the director had concerns and could only turn a blind eye to Abei's existence.

"Let's get back to the point, Frank. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

"What do you want to explain?"

"Keep your promise. No matter what method you use, don't let them leak the news."

"Is it that simple?" Frank breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little bit unbelievable.

"What else? What do you think I'd let you do? Kill someone to keep a secret?

Am I that crazy?" Aaron sneered, then changed the subject, "Matt, Luke, Jessica, Danny, Erica and Stick Man, these people are insignificant to me, but they also have their value.

But if you can't do that, then I can only say that my mercy is limited."

"I can do it," Frank said immediately.

He understood what Aaron meant very well. If he couldn't get Matt and the others to keep the secret, Aaron might take action himself, including but not limited to killing people to silence them.

I have to talk to them one by one when I get back. It's easy to talk to others, but Danny Rand... I have to make him understand the seriousness of the matter.

Frank thought to himself, and then asked a little nervously: "How can I take off this mask?"

"No hurry, tell me how you feel first, I think Coulson will be more interested."

Frank glanced at Coulson and said thoughtfully, "Very strong. It seems that there is endless power in my body. I feel better than ever before."

"Can you be more specific?" Coulson asked with a dry laugh.

"I feel like I am Captain America now, and I have a group of warriors who are not afraid of life and death."

Coulson raised his eyebrows slightly, "Tell me more about the Wubing Corps."

"Fifty warriors who can move freely in the dark. Their individual strength is no less than that of the Navy SEALs. Moreover...even if they all die, they can be summoned again after a period of time."

"Whoever controls this mask controls an undead army?" Coulson said solemnly, "Are there any hidden dangers? After all, your current appearance is quite hideous."

"Of course." Frank laughed self-deprecatingly. "My personality is being subtly changed by this mask. As time goes by, I will gradually fall into the dark side of human nature, becoming bloodthirsty, cruel, treacherous and cunning. In the end, I may become a slave to the mask, or the mask will be reborn with the help of my body."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"That's absolutely right." Aaron clapped his hands and said seriously, "There is an evil ghost living in each ghost mask. If you use the power of an evil ghost, you will naturally have to bear the corresponding consequences.

Of course, the time of fall will naturally be different for different people.

For example, you, Frank, have a very strong will and a strong sense of justice, so the speed at which you are eroded by the evil spirit will be relatively slow. I estimate it will take about ten days to half a month.

But if you randomly pick a criminal on death row from the prison, it would be a great achievement for him to survive three days. "

"Can the mask be taken off?" Coulson asked nervously.

"Of course, otherwise why would I lend him the mask?" Ya Li said as a matter of course, then opened the drawer and took out a bottle of green potion.

"Do you want to drink it directly?"

"Who said potions can only be drunk? Stretch out your hand."

Coulson stretched out his hands in confusion, and Aaron opened the bottle cap and poured the potion into his hands.

"This..." Coulson looked at his hands emitting green light in astonishment, and opened his mouth to murmur, "I, I think I know how to take off the mask."

"Then experience it yourself!" Aaron made a gesture of invitation, then grinned at Frank, "Relax, the pain will only last for a moment."