Magic Journey from Hogwarts

The next day.

A black car stopped in front of the fortune-telling house.

Steve and Natasha got out of the car, opened the trunk and carried Bucky, who was wrapped in bandages and tied to a stretcher, into the house.

Hela glanced at them and stopped paying attention, watching TV by herself.

Instead, Jane walked into the studio silently and called Aaron out.

“You guys are really efficient!” Aaron came out and looked at Bucky’s right arm and legs with interest. “The wounds have been treated as well.”

"Thanks to your potions." Natasha said half-jokingly, "Fury is so generous for once."

"Hmm?" Aaron was stunned for a moment, then he figured something out, "It's his style. Having Captain America isn't enough, he also wants a Winter Soldier."

Natasha shrugged and said nothing.

"You just left Hydra and joined S.H.I.E.L.D. Your luck is incredible." Aaron said with emotion, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at Bucky.

At this moment, Bucky seemed to have thought of what happened yesterday, and he began to struggle immediately. The ropes on his body made a slight sound, as if they were about to break.

"Bucky, calm down, calm down." Steve hurriedly comforted.

Although he told Bucky a lot about their past experiences, which made him feel a little more stable, it was only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure. Hydra had brainwashed him too deeply.

"Tsk! He only remembers the food and not the beating!" Aaron curled his lips, "Jane, teach him a lesson, don't kill him."

“Okay.” Jane nodded respectfully, looking directly at Bucky on the stretcher. “It hurts.”

"what!"

Bucky suddenly felt like countless red-hot iron sticks were piercing every inch of his skin. He twitched violently in pain and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Steve yelled angrily.

Jian removed the burning spell and blinked indifferently, “I just want him to be quiet.

Look, isn't he very honest now? "

Steve looked at Bucky, who was sweating and looked like he was about to pass out, and was immediately furious. "Is this how you make him quiet down?"

"Very effective, isn't it?"

"Jane, please understand, after all, they are brothers who have shared life and death together.

And you, Steve, I promised to cure him, but if the patient had this attitude, you should have knocked him out before you came."

"This is indeed our negligence." Natasha smiled and tried to smooth things over. "Aaron, who is this person?"

"Vampires! Didn't Fury find out about it?"

"I know she's a vampire, but she doesn't look like the vampires I've seen before."

"What you saw should be low-level vampires, blood servants who were out collecting blood." Jane raised her snow-white neck with some pride. "I am different from them. Before being recruited by Gaius, I was considered a noble among the undead, and nobles would not easily show their faces in public."

"Yes! It took me a lot of effort to get her here!"

"I don't want to know any of this. I just want to know how Bucky can regain his memory."

Aaron simply held out his hand and said, "Please pay the medical expenses first."

Steve hesitated for a moment and took out a bank card from his pocket. "Two million. It's all here. I borrowed it from Peggy."

“Generous.” Aaron took the bank card and threw it to Hila. “Don’t say I’m wronging you. Spend it sparingly.”

“Haha!” Hela rolled her eyes at him and sneered, “Is it appropriate to act… in front of me?”

"In front of outsiders, please give me some face."

"cut!"

Natasha looked at Hela thoughtfully. Aaron was already very mysterious to her, but this woman seemed to be no less mysterious than him.

But she was tactful enough not to ask any more questions. After all, SHIELD couldn't find any information at all, and her official identity was still Aaron's cousin.

"Can you tell me now?" Steve asked anxiously.

"No problem." Aaron snapped his fingers and looked at Natasha meaningfully, "It's time to return my things!"

"What? I don't know what you're talking about."

"simple."

"Wait." Natasha's face changed and she interrupted immediately, "Just pay it back, is there any need to be so stingy?"

"Let me correct you, it's not that I'm stingy, but that thing originally belonged to me.

Someone shamelessly stole it and thought I didn't know about it!"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Natasha's eyes, and she reluctantly took out a palm-sized box from behind her.

When he opened the box, he saw an octagonal rune with some cracks inside, and a light green sheep pattern printed in the middle.

"If you had given this sheep charm to Dr. Selvig, he wouldn't have taken psychiatric drugs as his meals, and he wouldn't have run naked at Stonehenge.

It is sad that a PhD in astrophysics has suddenly become infamous!"

Natasha's face twitched slightly, "I didn't expect the aftereffects of being controlled by Loki would be so severe."

"Perhaps you simply think that Dr. Selvig is not as important as Patton." Aaron said with a faint smile, then picked up the sheep charm and pressed it on Patton's forehead, stimulating the few soul energies in it.

In an instant, a gentle light emanated from the talisman, and Bucky's dilated pupils gradually became more lively under the light.

After a few seconds, the surface of the sheep charm was covered with cracks and turned into dust and dissipated, while Bucky closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Done, the previous hidden hole has been filled.

"Is that all?" Steve asked doubtfully.

“I think so…”

"Huh? What do you mean by 'should'?"

“After all, this spell is incomplete and the effect is not perfect.

He was brainwashed many times, and he was not sure whether Hydra had any hidden tricks.

I can ensure that Bucky's memory can be restored, but not all of it can be restored in an instant, otherwise his brain may not be able to hold up." Aaron explained patiently, "My suggestion is to keep him here for a few days, at least to make sure he is not the Winter Soldier before letting him go."

"Okay, I'll wait here for a few days."

"I'm sorry, I don't have any extra beds here."

"The sofa is fine too."

“There are no extra sofas either.”

"Is it okay to sleep on the floor?"

“Steve,” Natasha interrupted somewhat speechlessly, “Aaron probably means that he doesn’t want you to disturb Bucky’s rehabilitation treatment.”

“I won’t disturb you.” Steve said seriously, “Bucky is my best friend. I should be by his side at this time. I promise not to do anything unnecessary.”

"Precisely because you are his good friend, you have to avoid him from seeing you." Aaron said nonsense seriously. He still wanted to talk to Bucky about becoming his beloved, but it would be difficult to talk about it with Steve in it!

"What Bucky needs now is a slow recovery, to absorb memories bit by bit and enhance his brain's ability to bear it, and you will stimulate his brain just in time."

Steve frowned slightly, feeling that something seemed to be wrong, and immediately looked at Natasha and asked, "Is that so?"

"You're asking the wrong person!" Natasha pointed at Aaron, "He is the doctor.

But Aaron is very reliable when it comes to serious matters, how about you wait a few days?"

"I'll let you know as soon as he recovers a little.

One day at most. If he's lucky, he might remember everything when he wakes up."

"Well... okay!" Steve made a decision after struggling, "Remember to inform me in time."

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Steve and Natasha looked at each other and walked out of the fortune-telling room.

“This person is useful to you, right?” Hela said with a meaningful smile, “His memory should have been restored by now!”

"What truth are you talking about?" Aaron said with a dry laugh, and then told Jane to take Bucky to the living area on the right.

"I just have something to talk to him about, but I'll let him get some sleep before that."

......

A few hours later, Bucky opened his eyes blearily.

He looked at the bright ceiling and felt as if he had had a very, very long dream, and it was a nightmare.

Fall off a cliff, captured by Hydra, transformed, brainwashed, killed...

After a long while, he seemed to come back to his senses from the quite real dream, and when he was about to sit up, he found himself tied to a stretcher.

He struggled hard, and just as the stretcher made a little noise, Aaron came over and asked, "Do you remember who I am?"

“How should I…” Bucky was about to say something when the memories of yesterday flooded into his mind. He swallowed nervously and turned his head to look to his left in a daze.

His empty left arm made him realize a terrible truth. The nightmare seemed...real.

After realizing this, Bucky's eyes suddenly dimmed, his body trembled uncontrollably, his breathing became rapid and disordered, and his voice became choked.

"What did I do?" Bucky looked at Aaron and asked with difficulty.

“It’s nothing, actually. I was just controlled by Hydra for more than half a century, and I killed a lot of people who hindered Hydra’s development.

You were responsible for at least twenty assassinations. A rough estimate is that in the past few decades, at least eighty good people who could have influenced the times have died at your hands, if not a hundred.

I know it's hard to accept, but the fact is that a man full of justice was forced to become a demon with blood on his hands."

Hearing this, Bucky seemed to be struck by lightning and his whole body froze instantly.

As his brain was paralyzed, he felt an unbearable pain in his heart, regret spread rapidly, and a strong sense of guilt made him burst into tears uncontrollably.

"What have I done? Why me? Why don't they kill me?"

“This method of torturing people seems much more interesting than death.” A hint of disdainful amusement appeared on Hela’s lips. “It’s just that I don’t like it very much.”

"It's a blessing for the Nine Realms that Her Highness Hela doesn't like to torture people!" Aaron said sarcastically, then untied Bucky and handed him a cup of amber liquid.

"Bacchus Whale Tide, you might need some alcohol right now."

Bucky didn't answer, but looked at Aaron warily, "Who are you?"

"I forgot to introduce myself. How rude." Aaron slapped his forehead in annoyance and drank the wine in the glass. "I am Aaron Gaius, the one who helped you restore your memory.

This lady with long black hair and an aura that keeps strangers away is Hela... Hela Gaius, my cousin.

No matter whether you have something to do or not, it’s best not to provoke her, otherwise I can’t protect you.

This cool and beautiful lady is Jane Volturi, my maid.

I recruited her with great difficulty. Even though she is pretty, you can't beat her.

This harmless little dragon who is very popular with women is Abei, my pet.

Be polite to it, and it may protect you in the future."

Bucky: ...

There's no need to introduce it in such detail!

Even though he complained in his heart, Bucky knew that Aaron was not teasing him. No one in this family was easy to deal with. The trauma that Jane had brought to him was still fresh in his memory.

"Excuse me, to what extent have you recovered your memory?"

“I remember everything I need to remember now,” Bucky said with a serious face.

"Including the fact that I shot you so many times yesterday?" Aaron asked tentatively.

"include."

"Very good, then is there anything that doesn't seem right to you?

I'm not exaggerating. After all, it was Hydra that brainwashed you. I just restored your memory, but I'm not sure if there are any hidden dangers."

Bucky paused, some dark fragments suddenly appearing in his mind. He felt a splitting headache just trying to remember.

“Ah!” Bucky growled in pain and vaguely saw an officer in military uniform holding a red notebook in front of him and reading a string of ordinary but unrelated words.

Coming back to his senses, Bucky shivered suddenly, his face turned extremely pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"It seems that the hidden danger does exist." Aaron seemed to have expected it, "and it's not small."

"A string of codes." Bucky's voice trembled, "They can use that string of codes to control me again. They don't need to brainwash me. They just need to read it out in front of me.

After reading it, I will transform into the Winter Soldier again and obey all orders."

"How cruel." Aaron said perfunctorily.

“How boring.” Hela curled her lips in disdain.

"Uh... it's really hurtful for you to say that!"

"Compared to the suffering I went through, he can be said to be very happy. He just killed a few people."

Aaron's face twitched. He almost forgot that Hela was the goddess of death who grew up in a sea of ​​blood and corpses. She could not be viewed with common sense at all.

"Don't mind, my cousin is a person with severe paranoia." Aaron laughed awkwardly and changed the subject, "So what are you going to do next?"

“I, I don’t know.

Maybe suicide is a good option.”

"You can't think that way." Aaron immediately advised. If Bucky committed suicide, wouldn't all his work be in vain?

“Think about your parents, no, think about your wife, no, think about your friends.

Steve is still waiting for you? You were brainwashed by Hydra and lost yourself, and he was not much better, being frozen for seventy years.

He is out of tune with this era and needs you as his best friend so much. Do you have the heart to abandon him and let him die to escape from all this?"