American Comics: Starting with Muggle Wizards

"Are you serious?"

Faced with the deadly curse, Harvey couldn't help but scream.

Even if he was confident in his strength and had a hundred ways to evade,

However, if one is unlucky enough to be struck by the Killing Curse, even if one does not die, one will probably only have half a life left.

Therefore, Harvey was very cautious about this killing curse that could easily take lives.

First, he used the Summoning Spell to summon a half-meter-sized cement block from the ground below to his front.

After firmly blocking the killing curse.

Harvey silently recited it in his mind.

"Except your weapons!"

A disarming spell, delivered with a tricky angle, struck Hermione precisely as she flew through the air.

"No~"

The magic wand that had been with him for many years flew out of his hand.

Hermione looked slightly flustered, but quickly regained her composure.

He swung his left hand, adorned with the sash, into the air.

He cast a mirror space spell, enveloping Harvey and himself within it.

This way, the aftermath of their fight won't harm innocent bystanders.

Then, Hermione whispered an incantation, casting a spell she had learned from Kamar-Taj.

"Crimson Ribbon of the Cytorak"

When the magic is successfully cast.

Suddenly, mysterious red chains emerged from the void and began to wrap around Harvey.

"enough!"

Harvey, losing patience, didn't want to continue playing.

He directly waved his wand and cast "End of All Curses".

The chain, which had flown halfway, stopped abruptly and quickly dissolved into nothingness.

Let's end this pointless battle!

"Hermione, why did you kill me? Why did you sympathize with these wicked people?"

Harvey pointed at the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel below them, his face full of confusion.

Hermione said coldly, "That's because I discovered that the Muggle you brought back isn't a death row inmate at all, but a perfectly good person."

"I can't just stand by and watch you use an innocent, good person for a highly risky potion test experiment."

"Moreover, ever since you started indiscriminately killing innocent people, we've always been on opposing sides!"

Harvey felt a headache coming on when he heard Hermione say such severing ties.

"First of all, I did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Ninety-nine percent of the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. have the blood of innocent people on their hands."

"They are not good people at all; they are notorious members of Hydra!"

Hermione scoffed, "Stop making excuses. Do you think I'd believe you again?"

Harvey's head was throbbing. "If you don't believe me, you can go find the answer yourself."

"Use Legilimency to read the memories in the minds of those guys below, and you'll know their true nature!"

Hermione hesitated for a moment, but her gaze quickly hardened again.

"I will never believe anything you say again!"

Is it really that difficult to rebuild trust once it has collapsed?

Harvey looked bitter, somewhat regretting that he had always lied to Hermione.

"Alright, I'll make an unbreakable vow to you: if I'm lying, may I turn back into a Muggle!"

Hearing Harvey make such a bold oath, Hermione finally wavered.

She frowned and thought for a moment, realizing that the incantation to subdue the spirit would not harm people.

And verifying Harvey's claim is quite simple.

Hermione then deactivated the Mirror Dimension and waved her wand at a wounded man lying on the ground below, screaming in pain.

"Legilimency!"

Chapter 43 Bear My Fury

Two minutes passed in Harvey's calm gaze.

He watched as Hermione's face turned from white to black, and then from black to blue.

Finally, the weather became unpredictable.

After Hermione used Legilimency to view the memories of a S.H.I.E.L.D. field agent, she gritted her teeth and said, "These people deserve to die!"

“So, now you understand why I kill without any scruples, right?” Harvey said, staring at Hermione, who had just finished her elaborate face-changing act.

“While the Hydra agents certainly deserve to die, Steve is innocent. You have to release him.” Hermione hadn’t forgotten the main purpose of her trip.

Harvey considered that the experimental data samples obtained were large enough, and the experimental subjects were not too important to him.

But this is a matter of face; we can't just release them because Hermione says so, can we?

"Are you really going to fight me to the death over a Muggle?"

"Did S.H.I.E.L.D. give you some benefits, or do you just want to teach me a lesson?"

Harvey spoke in a very firm tone, showing an attitude of not giving an inch.

Hermione instinctively reached for her wand, only to discover that Harvey had already confiscated it.

Without a magic wand, I feel insecure.

She no longer dared to question loudly, and softened her tone to begin negotiating terms.

"If you just wanted to find someone to test your potions, why did you have to kidnap Steve?"

"I can find you a wicked Muggle, but Steve is innocent. Can you please let him go?"

Harvey pondered for a moment, and it seemed that Hermione was determined to save people today.

"Miss Know-It-All, could it be that you made some promise to those idiots at S.H.I.E.L.D., and then, fearing you'd lose face, you insisted on rescuing them?"

Hermione's face darkened when she realized her thoughts had been guessed. "So what if you're right by chance?"

"Do you think everyone is like you, always breaking promises?"

"Oh?" Harvey clicked his tongue and said, "Miss Know-It-All, you never consider the consequences when you make promises, do you?"

"Then I'll have to teach you a lesson today, so you'll know how foolish it is to make promises so easily!"

After saying that, Harvey silently muttered "collapsed to the ground."

A beam of red light shot out from the tip of the wand, striking Hermione precisely where the loss of her wand had greatly reduced her fighting ability.

From the perspective of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents below.

They could only see two dangerous figures flying in the air, pointing their wands at each other, facing off for a while, before suddenly disappearing from sight.

When it reappeared, a figure was falling from the sky.

The other winner, still hovering in mid-air, is the one S.H.I.E.L.D. least wants to see.

"Slow down the vibration!"

Harvey cast a slowing spell on the falling figure, just wanting to teach Hermione a lesson so he wouldn't just stand by and watch her smash into a pulp.

Followed by.

Harvey looked down at the agents hiding in the dark corners of the villa, guns at the ready, watching them intently.

"Lightning Storm!"

With a wave of his wand, Harvey unleashed a wide-range attack spell with spectacular sound and light effects.

The pitch-black night sky suddenly lit up, followed by a series of thunderclaps.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Bolts of lightning, each as thick as a thumb, appeared out of nowhere, seemingly locked onto by radar, relentlessly striking the surviving S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

"Ah...Fuck!"

One by one, the fully armed elite agents were struck by lightning from the sky and screamed in pain. Even hiding in houses or bunkers was of no use.

The Razer, exuding a scorching, deathly aura, always manages to find a tricky opening to slip in and attack the agents.

Half of the night sky was flashing white electric lights, a scene that looked like a light bulb that had gone out, flashing brightly.

When everything is calm.

Harvey could no longer sense any living people below, and he nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, Natasha led several seriously wounded soldiers to the edge of the battlefield and hid behind a rockery 200 meters east of the villa.

As she witnessed her former colleagues from the field operations department being killed one by one by lightning bolts falling from the sky, screams echoed through the communication channel.

The situation was extremely chaotic at this point.

There was no time for grief. Natasha calmly pressed the button on her headset, switched to the command channel at the rear, and began calling for air support.

Apache attack helicopters circling in the airspace surrounding the villa received the order immediately.

After the radar locked onto the target, the helicopter pilot pressed the red missile launch button and launched ten AIM-92 Stinger short-range air-to-air missiles in succession.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

The high-speed missile's exhaust streaked across the night sky, leaving brilliant white trails as it flew straight toward Harvey.

"Humph!"