The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 363 Ghost Scars, Tony's Doubts (Second)

New York, Lockhart's study.

The golden sunlight shines through the glass on the desk, the floor, and the bookcase.

Lockhart's hands drooped on the desk, feeling the warm sunlight on his body, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously drew a curve.

His eyes are now focused on a bronze token placed on the desk.

The token is inconspicuous, even a bit worn out. Even ordinary wizards will pass by it directly when they go to the side, because they don't feel the slightest breath of magic power, just like ordinary things.

However, when Lockhart's fingers touched the bronze token, a faint magical power was imbued into it.

suddenly
Along with the flow of magic power, dense dark green lines appeared on the surface.

At first glance, these lines outline some fonts, English, Russian, French, etc., which are constantly changing, as if adapting to the observer.

Soon, in Lockhart's eyes, the familiar simplified characters appeared - search warrant!

Although there are not so many Kama Taj mages, all departments are still complete, just like magic.

There are management books, fighting, divination and so on.

Of course, in terms of internal supervision, Karma Taj also has corresponding measures, and the search warrant is a symbol of being responsible for searching the mage.

Well, it's a bit similar to Jinyiwei.

Now, Lockhart has the right to form a team of investigators to conduct investigations specifically targeting internal traitors.

This position is considered upper-middle-class among the entire Karma Taj, and the power it holds is not small.

The generosity of the ancient one really surprised Lockhart, but he felt it was expected.

As for the purpose of the ancient one, Lockhart didn't want to explore too much, and time would give him the final answer.

His current goal is to reduce the danger as much as possible before the war.

For example, that Master David, and the Alliance!

Last time, he saw some interesting things from the memory of the other party.

Now, it can be brought out for a legitimate reason.

S.H.I.E.L.D., Director's Office.

"Ghost Scar, what's the result?"

Nick Fury slapped the report in his hand directly on the table, and asked Coulson seriously.

"I'm sorry, there is currently no way to stop the opponent from advancing." Coulson said in a low voice.

"Colson, is there any news about Pierce now?" Nick Fury rubbed his temples again in distress: "You should know, if the news is completely leaked, what kind of impact will this have on S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Nick Fury's voice became more serious, as if emphasizing the facts.

Hearing this, Coulson could only be silent.

Before yesterday, S.H.I.E.L.D. detected an anomaly from the Internet.

A transparent body, like a female ghost, was unconscious and stubbornly walking towards the west.

It was captured by a video camera and uploaded to the Internet.

The special information department of S.H.I.E.L.D., after learning about it, immediately cut off the spread of the news and started research on the ghost.

But they were surprised to find that no matter what methods they used, including not limited to energy means, they did not cause even the slightest hindrance to the opponent.

The opponent passed through the research equipment, through the cage they prepared, through the human body, and floated towards the west.

Although the scene looks a bit weird, it is actually not a particularly big trouble for the game of gods.

Just do a good job of clearing the road ahead of time.

But the problem is.
There is not only one ghost, other ghosts have been discovered one after another, and they are also constantly shuttling in a certain direction.

And the most troublesome thing, they found that one of the ghosts looked very familiar.

It was their ex-chief - Alexander Pierce!

This is where Nick Fury struggles.

The news is currently under blockade, and the impact has not yet expanded.

If something unexpected happened to his former boss, S.H.I.E.L.D. would be helpless.

It will be difficult to estimate the doubts and other influences it has attracted.

"Lockhart, still can't get in touch?" Nick Fury asked distressedly.

When he found that the technological means were ineffective, he immediately thought of the power of magic.

Lockhart is naturally the first choice.

But the problem was that they couldn't reach Lockhart at all at the moment.

Even the black card in his hand cannot enter Vientiane Book Cafe, as if blocked.

All signs made Nick Fury have to think more.

I don't know if Lockhart really has something to do, or if he is trying to avoid something.

"Director, it really doesn't work, let's find Tony." Coulson cautiously suggested: "Maybe he may develop a weapon specifically aimed at ghosts."

"Besides, his research on magic power is also the deepest among all of them."

"Okay, come get in touch." Nick Fury hesitated, then waved his hand helplessly, and ordered.

"Pay attention to Pierce's concealment."

"Also, have the identities of the others been found? Where is the first place where these ghosts appeared? Why wasn't it mentioned in the information just now?"

Regarding this, Coulson shook his head bitterly and said, "I'm sorry Director, except for the identity of Director Pierce, the identities of others have not been successfully identified."

"Also, we found a few existences similar to the first location, but we didn't find any useful information."

Hearing this, Nick Fury was expressionless.

"Kolson, three days, just three days, I don't care what you think of, I must get rid of these ghosts within three days."

"Otherwise, you will have a good time with your girlfriend who plays the cello and rest."

America, wilderness area.

A transparent figure, like a ghost, floated on the ground, constantly floating forward.

I saw that the ghost's face was dull, but his eyes were glowing red, and his floating speed was comparable to that of a driving pickup truck.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
At this moment, two black pickup trucks are driving next to the ghost at the same speed as the ghost lies on both sides.

In the compartment behind the pickup truck, three or four SHIELD agents in black combat uniforms and two researchers in white robes were fiddling with instruments, observing and studying the anomaly in front of them—the ghost trail.

"Scan the tiny energy particles, the scan is over, and there is no abnormality."

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"The 78th laser shot, increase the frequency, temperature, and energy again, and start shooting."

"The shooting ended and did not have any impact on the ghost itself."

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The ineffective effects one after another made the researchers on the carriage feel puzzled and fanatical.

There is no radiation, no energy, as if everything is nothingness.

This is so weird.

If it is not seen with the naked eye, it is impossible to judge with the help of a machine.

If this ghost can be studied thoroughly, then it is impossible to win the Nobel Prize.

Thinking of this, their eyes became more eager.

At this moment, suddenly.
call!
In the sky, Tony Stark in a suit of steel flew beside the ghost.

"Jarvis, the flight speed control is consistent with that of the ghost."

"Such a miraculous thing, I want to start researching."

"Mr. Stark, I received your order, but unfortunately, no traces of ghosts have been found so far."

"Do you want to perform a deep search?"

"How is it possible?" Tony Stark was in the armor, looking at the research files just transferred (stolen) from the S.H.I.E.L.D. system, feeling extremely astonished.

"A void? Are you kidding me?"

(End of this chapter)