Magic Journey from Hogwarts

“We are the Avengers, we can catch arms dealers every day for fun.

But the Battle of New York, the wormhole above our heads, that was the endgame, how do you defeat that kind of enemy?"

"Work together." Steve said in a deep voice.

“We’re going to lose.”

"Then we lose together." Steve said firmly, "Thor is right, Ultron wants to destroy us, we have to find him before he is ready.

The world is so big, we must first narrow it down.”

“Come on, my spirit is with you.” Aaron clenched his fists and made an encouraging gesture. “If there’s nothing else, Hela and I will leave first.”

"Aren't you going to stay and help?" Tony frowned slightly and said, "The Avengers are different from SHIELD, and Tony Stark is different from Nick Fury. The reward will not disappoint you."

"Thank you, but I have other things to do." Aaron declined politely, "Besides, my cousin...may have been a little upset tonight, I have to settle her down first."

"It won't take much time to help with the divination."

"Okay!" Aaron touched the space ring and was about to take out the crystal ball when he suddenly sensed something and pulled out the book of prophecy from the ring.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, Master."

"Okay, forget the polite words and get straight to the point."

"Artificial intelligence life forms will create a doomsday disaster that will destroy the world, and all life on Earth will be hard to escape."

Aaron blinked, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head speechlessly, "This planet under our feet is really full of disasters!"

"Gaius." Zhao Hailun curiously asked the question that everyone present was also concerned about, "What is this book?"

"The prophecy book." Yali said as a matter of course, "I am a professional fortune teller. Isn't it normal for me to have such a treasure?"

"Is this normal?" Rhode looked at the others in a daze and asked, "I think I've only seen prophecy books in movies."

"Normal." Banner covered for his master without blushing or beating his heart. "Mythological figures are our companions these days. In comparison, prophecy books are much more ordinary."

"Uh...seems to be fine."

"Tony, this is the divination you asked for." Aaron smiled awkwardly and stuffed the prophecy book back into the space ring, "It's not very useful, but at least we know that Ultron's goals or actions affect more than just humans.

This prophecy is given away for free. I hope you can prevent the end of the world. Goodbye."

"Wait a minute." Hill suddenly thought of something and hurriedly called Aaron, "I remember your compass can be used to find people, right?"

"Is Ultron a human?" Aaron asked speechlessly, "No matter how good the compass needle is, it's impossible for it to point to the inside of the Internet!

And I need it to find someone too? Wanda Maximoff, I can't find her without a compass."

......

Ten minutes later, Aaron brought Hela back home.

After closing the door, Aaron slowly exhaled, and then switched to an angry and furious state, "Your Highness Hela, you should give me an explanation."

"Oh? What explanation do you want?"

"You're asking even though you know the answer. Why are you trying to trick me?" Aaron asked angrily. "I really regret bringing you over here tonight. I tried every possible means to protect you, but I still couldn't keep an eye on you in the end."

“How did I trick you?” Hela asked with a playful smile.

"How dare you say that? No one else could lift Thor's hammer, but I did.

As the saying goes, the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, and the early worm gets eaten by the bird..." Aaron said seven or eight "common sayings" in a row, and then said with tears in his eyes: "I have always kept a low profile because I don't want to be too conspicuous, but you played such a trick and put me on the fire directly."

“You’re overthinking it, it’s not that serious.” Hela disagreed, “This planet is undergoing special changes almost every moment, with superpowers and extraordinary items emerging one after another.

You are special in yourself, and they regard you as a friend. They will only be surprised that you can lift Thor's hammer, but they will never doubt anything.

Otherwise, why would you take out the prophecy book? Isn't it because you know that this book will not have any bad influence on you?"

Aaron rolled his eyes. “Your Highness Hela, your ability to make a point is not bad, but this is not the explanation I want.”

“I just can’t stand my idiot brother showing off Mjolnir, as if only he could pick it up.” Hela said in a relaxed tone, with a smile on her lips, “When Steve picked up Mjolnir, his face changed, as if his girlfriend was robbed, but it didn’t work.

But when you actually pick it up, it's like he's been betrayed by his girlfriend, which is really interesting."

"Is this interesting?"

"Thor's reliance on Mjolnir was a little more than I expected.

But the more useless he is, the more he can highlight Hela's excellence." Hela looked proud and said meaningfully: "Odin will regret his choice.

No, I think he regrets it.”

"So... just to teach your brother a lesson, you sold me out?"

“Don’t say it so harshly.

Being able to pick up Mjolnir means that this person has good character and is trustworthy.

I let them know that you are trustworthy, shouldn't you thank me?"

"Sure enough." Aaron snorted coldly, "When women are shameless, what role do men have?"

Swish!

Hela waved her right hand lightly, and a sword of the night sky was held in her hand.

The sharp blade shone coldly under the light. Hela held the sword horizontally and casually trimmed her fingernails.

"It was a slip of the tongue. I take back what I said." Aaron forced a smile, with a hint of politeness in his frustrated tone.

Because the tip of the sword was less than one centimeter away from his neck, it was very threatening!

“Tsk!” Hela glanced at him with disdain, and the Night Sky Sword turned into a black nail clipper.

She continued trimming her nails as if nothing had happened.

"Um... May I ask, how did you lift Mjolnir?

Is it based on strength? Or character? "

"Is this important?"

"I'm just curious. If it's about strength, I won't be surprised, but if it's about character...

That means you are still qualified to be king, and Odin has never given up on you."

"The qualification to be a king was not given by Odin." Hela said indignantly, "He told me clearly at the time that I was born to be a king.

But when my power was about to surpass his, he changed his mind and thought that I would lead Asgard's rule into the abyss. "

After hearing what Hela said, Aaron’s expression became strange.

"As expected of Odin, he is a professional at making cakes!

Not only you have tasted the cake of being born a king, but Thor and Loki have also tasted it."

"Haha! He can't control me. Loki isn't strong enough, so he chose Thor."

"So? How did you lift Mjolnir?"

“Do you think I used enough force?” Hela asked playfully.

"It seems... No, I feel like you are lifting a ball of air." Aaron said thoughtfully, "So you are still qualified to be the king."

"No, you are wrong. This proves that I have the strength to threaten the king."

Aaron's expression froze, and he didn't say anything more.

......

Sokovia.

Pietro and Wanda took advantage of the night and entered a long-abandoned church.

"Go ahead!" Wanda looked at the man sitting in the middle of the stage, covered with a piece of cloth, with his back to them, and said, "If you waste our time..."

“Did you know that this church is the very center of the city?

Our ancestors decided to build it here so that everyone could be equally close to God.

I like this, everyone is equal in the face of faith.”

Wanda moved closer and saw the man's silver-black mechanical arm.

But that was all; her magic could not penetrate his consciousness.

"You're wondering why you can't see through my consciousness."

"It's hard sometimes, but no matter who they are, they will show up sooner or later."

"That's right!" The man stood up, and the cloth on his body automatically slipped off, revealing his true appearance, a humanoid robot more than two meters tall.

Wanda was frightened by Ultron and subconsciously took a step back.

"But you needed more than one person, so you let Stark take the scepter."

"It was a little unexpected, but I saw the fear in Stark that would take over him and lead him to self-destruction."

"Everything you fear is created by yourself." Ultron said, "The Peacemakers created the War Machines, the Invaders created the Avengers, and the Adults created..."

Ultron paused, looking at the two siblings thoughtfully, "Someone younger?

Uh...boy, I forgot that word.

Children, born to replace their parents, end their parents'... lives."

"Are you built for this too?" Wanda asked. "To end the Avengers."

"I'm here to save the world." Ultron said confidently, "But you're not wrong either."

Ultron, Wanda, and Pietro had a brief conversation, and after barely reaching a consensus on ending the Avengers, they took them to the Hydra base that was breached by the Avengers a few days ago.

He transformed this place into a factory for producing steel robots, which had much higher production quality and efficiency than Hydra.

"This is just the beginning." Ultron introduced to the two with a little pride, "If you want to start working, you need something else."

Wanda looked at the robots around her, each doing their job and working diligently, and asked in surprise: "All of these are..."

"I, I have something the Avengers will never have, harmony.

They are just scattered sands, Stark has created hostility among them, and when you enter the consciousness of the rest of them..."

"No one else is planning to kill them," Pietro interjected.

“Make them martyrs?

You need to be patient and think about the big picture.”

“I don’t see the big picture, I only have a small picture.

I take it out and look at it every day.”

"Your parents died in the bombing. I read the files."

"Files are not photos."

"Pete." Wanda pulled his arm, indicating that there was no need to say this.

"No, please."

“We were ten years old and our family of four was having dinner.

The first shell hit the two floors below, making a hole in the floor, a big one.

My parents fell through and the whole building began to collapse.

I grabbed her and hid under the bed. The second shell flew over, but did not explode.

It just stayed there quietly, only one meter away from us.

There was a line of words printed on that shell.

"Stark," Wanda said.

"We were stuck there for two days."

“Every move we made, even if it was just moving a brick, I thought it would set off a bomb!

Stark could have blown us up at any time during those two days."

Ultron was silent for a moment, "I was wondering why you two were the only survivors of Strucker's experiment. Now I understand. We will seek justice."

"We can defeat them, and you..." Ultron looked at Wanda, "can completely disintegrate them from the inside."

......

Stark Tower.

In order to narrow down Ultron's hiding place, the Avengers searched for information all night and had almost no rest.

"His footprints can be found all over the world." Hill reported with a melancholy tablet, "The Robotics Laboratory, the Weapons Depot, and the Jet Propulsion Laboratory all say that there are metal men. They looted those places."

"Are there any casualties?" Steve asked.

“If there is no exchange of fire, no.

But they all became delirious, talking about memories, their deepest fears, and things that were too fast to see.”

"It's the twins. They both know Strucker. I'm afraid they have reached a cooperation."

"Strucker is dead." Hill placed the tablet on the table. It showed Strucker's death in the cell. There was also the word "peace" written in blood on the wall. "Ultron did it."

"Why did he want to kill Stark?" Natasha said thoughtfully.

"Strucker knows something that Ultron doesn't want us to know," Steve said.

"All the files related to Stark have been deleted." Natasha said as she looked at the pop-up window of 'record deletion' on the computer.

"No, not all of them," Tony said. "The SHIELD files."

"Fury has had it delivered. He knows you will need it." Hill raised his eyebrows, then looked towards the door. Several agents walked in, each holding a box.

The box is filled with paper documents. Ultron can delete any records on the Internet, but it is difficult for him to affect the real world in this way.

Everyone immediately looked through the files and identified one of Baron Stark's dangerous friends.

"Ulysses Klaue." Tony pointed to a picture of a man wearing sunglasses on the document. "He has been doing business along the coast of Africa. He is a black market arms dealer."

As soon as Tony finished speaking, he met Steve's eyes full of anger and pity for his misfortune.

“Don’t look at me like that, I haven’t sold arms for years.

Even though I have never sold him anything before, we were in the same industry after all, so it is inevitable that we had some overlap. Otherwise, how would I know him!

He once said that he had a new discovery that would change the rules of the game. He was a very persistent person.”