Marvel's Hogwarts Wizard

Chapter 103 Another Agent from S.H.I.E.L.D. (Fourth Update)

"Hey kid, I heard you've been acting pretty arrogant lately?"

Jerry strode out of the school gate, intending to find an empty alley to cast the Illusion Spell and ride back on a flying broomstick, when seven or eight hip-hop-style teenagers stopped him.

"Here we go again! Why are there guys like this everywhere!"

Seeing that he was clearly a senior student at the school, Jerry couldn't help but twitch his lips.

As the saying goes, "People fear becoming famous, just as pigs fear growing fat." If you perform too well at school and attract too many girls, but don't have many friends, then some envious people will soon come after you and try to humiliate you by using numbers and force.

They always think that doing so will make them look cool and powerful, and will also attract girls' attention, but they don't realize what harm this will cause to others.

Especially if they do this kind of thing too often, they may forget about it after a while, but the person who was bullied in public will be left with a lifelong psychological shadow.

The world is just that unfair; the perpetrators always forget quickly, but the victims remember it for a lifetime.

"Come here, all of you!"

Jerry waved to a few teenagers, then walked into a secluded alley near the school.

Seven or eight teenagers hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

At that moment, a tall boy who looked obviously anxious saw this scene in the crowd and couldn't help but shake his head.

He didn't pity Jerry, but rather the boys who followed him in the past.

As for why?

Because he used to go to the same elementary school as Jerry, he knew firsthand how powerful Jerry's fists were.

To this day, he can't forget the terror of Jerry taking off his clothes, revealing his muscular physique, and crushing his head on the ground with his feet.

I thought that coming to such a far place to attend middle school would definitely allow me to avoid this big devil, but I didn't expect to see Jerry's image in the school newspaper again on the second day of school.

He made up his mind then and there that he would be a good student for the next three years of high school and try his best to survive and finish high school.

as predicted,

The seven teenagers followed the great demon king into the alley, and soon after, various sounds of ghosts wailing and howling came from all directions.

"Oh, help! Mom, Dad, God, Holy Mary, I'll never do it again!"

"The outside world is dangerous, I'm doing this for your own good!"

Jerry clapped his hands, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and walked out of the alley, leaving seven boys lying on the ground with tears and snot streaming down their faces.

As I left the alley, I gave a polite smile to the students gazing at the school gate before slowly turning and leaving.

As a former martial arts practitioner, although he was an amateur, he practiced for several years in elementary school and had long mastered the technique of hitting someone so hard that they would be in excruciating pain, yet leaving no visible scars.

His forte is especially grappling techniques.

When I was in elementary school, some classmates complained to the teacher that Jerry had beaten them up.

But on one side is Jerry, a well-known good student who excels in both character and academics, and on the other side is a naughty student who has not a single scratch on his body. The teacher naturally makes a judgment in his mind.

Sometimes Jerry would even inflict minor injuries on himself, then falsely accuse the naughty, unruly kids, so that they would not only get a beating from him, but also have their parents reported to the authorities.

A little incident,

It doesn't affect Jerry's lifestyle.

I found a deserted alley, stealthily rode my broom back to the vicinity of my residential area, and then waited for Elsa to be dismissed from school at the Elsa school bus stop.

After picking up Elsa and saying hello to her future stepmother, Belle, I went home to cook.

At midnight, he continued riding his flying broomstick over Hell's Kitchen.

Yesterday's attack had no impact on him. On the contrary, he hoped that there would be more such attacks, so that Little Red Star could earn more money and he could also practice the Forgetting Spell and the False Memory Spell.

However, such good things are obviously rare.

What upset Jerry even more was that the security in Hell's Kitchen was noticeably better today than yesterday, as if the criminals had all been disciplined by some order.

Of course, it might just be the calm before the storm.

At three o'clock, Jerry, who hadn't earned many little red stars, was a little unhappy and rode his flying broomstick back home.

Just as he was looking in the air to see which alley would be suitable for him to go down and hide, a strange sound suddenly came from the west.

About five or six hundred meters away from him, a bright red classic car, propelled by what appeared to be rocket-like jet propulsion devices, sped toward him.

Upon getting closer, Jerry finally saw that there were two people in the car, one of whom was an acquaintance.

The driver was a middle-aged man who was somewhat balding, and sitting in the passenger seat next to him was Maria Hill, an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. whom he had met twice before.

"Good evening, Miss Wizard. Would you mind having a chat?"

Agent Hill looked at Jerry riding on his broomstick, waved and shouted at him.

Jerry thought about it for a moment, then gave her an OK sign.

So, the red car led the way, and Jerry followed behind them on his flying broomstick.

However, while flying, just to be on the safe side, he secretly used a summoning spell to take a bottle of Polyjuice Potion from the box and, under the cover of his large wizard robe, gulped it down.

Hermione, the wizard, makes another appearance.

Actually, now that he's wearing a large wizard's robe, a wizard's hat, and a mask that only reveals his eyes, it wouldn't be a big problem even if he didn't transform.

However, just in case, he still drank a bottle of the compound decoction. Anyway, there were still three bottles left, and it would be a waste to leave them there.

After all, Jerry was still somewhat wary of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

In particular, he had heard his colleagues say that, apart from the director and a few core agents, most of the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. were not good people.

Actually, Jerry hadn't seen any other Marvel movies, so he didn't feel really involved when watching The Avengers. He just thought the special effects were amazing and the ideas were really imaginative, but he didn't pay much attention to it after that.

However, he had a colleague who was a Marvel fan, and this colleague was the kind of person who would always share any good movies or TV shows he watched with you and strongly recommend that you watch them.

They took the idea of ​​sharing happiness to the extreme.

So, after Jerry watched Avengers with his colleague, whenever there were any follow-up developments, his colleague would come over and chat with Jerry for a bit.

What? S.H.I.E.L.D. turns out to be Snake Shields. Captain America and Iron Man are fighting. Asgard is destroyed. Thanos snaps his fingers and destroys half the universe, etc.

Anyway, the story that follows is very exciting, so Jerry should hurry up and go to the cinema to see it.

Jerry felt that he didn't know anything about the heroes in the movie, so what was the point of watching the later story? Besides, he didn't have a girlfriend and went to the movie theater alone. Wasn't that crazy?

Therefore, he doesn't know much about Marvel heroes, but he does have a slight impression of some major events later on.

In short, it was a situation of being confused and only having a superficial understanding.

(End of this chapter)