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At that time, even if I killed the other person, it would be meaningless.

After all, the mage's soul has already run into Dormammu's hands.

After hearing this, Lockhart smiled and said, "This is what I should do. I hope nothing unexpected happens."

As he spoke, Lockhart waved his wand lightly, and the seven rings in the black-robed man's pocket floated in the air and flew into the hands of each wizard.

The 7 wizards received their own rings and quickly put them on their hands, feeling the resonance between the magic and the rings. A feeling of relief appeared on their faces, or... a sense of security.

John in particular saw with his own eyes his ring being taken away, and the feeling of powerlessness left a deep impression on him.

After seeing this, Kaecilius immediately reminded: "Why don't you thank Master Lockhart? If it weren't for his pet, you would have been with Dormammu a long time ago."

"Thank you, Master Lockhart. Thank you, Master Lockhart." John and other mages expressed their gratitude hurriedly.

Then, he looked at the huge yellow eyes next to him and the basilisk that kept extending its tongue and making hissing sounds.

After hesitating for a moment, he thought of what his instructor had just said, and quickly bowed to him and thanked him: "Thank you Mr. Giant Snake, thank you..."

Seeing this, Casillas nodded slightly, and then began to scold: "I have repeatedly emphasized that we must be very vigilant in any situation."

"Especially if you are not completely sure, don't separate, otherwise..."

"..."

Lockhart then looked with interest at the scene where Casillas was scolding the wizard.

He thought back to his apprenticeship, thoughtfully.

After thinking for a while, he directly called on the basilisk to shrink its body.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of Casillas, John and others, the originally huge basilisk shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, it crawled onto Lockhart's arm and wrapped around it like a bracelet.

When John and others saw this, they were very surprised.

It was the first time they saw such a miraculous magical creature that could shrink its huge body to the size of a bracelet.

When Casillas saw this, a hint of surprise and envy flashed in his eyes.

Then, Casillas looked around, holding the hanging ring, and gently passed through the air, and a red flame rune pattern appeared in front of him.

Then, the control rune pattern floated in the air, and in an instant, it suddenly exploded, and a red flame ripple quickly spread around.

The Ring of Augustus, which was originally cast by John and others, was shattered.

Feeling the space around him returning to normal, Casillas nodded slightly, and with a stroke of his hand, he opened a sparking portal.

"Come on, Lockhart. It's my treat for lunch today. Order whatever you want."

Casillas greeted Lockhart.

Then, seeing Lockhart looking at the messy environment around him with a hesitant expression, he added: "Don't worry, Lockhart, there will be a special wizard to clean it up."

Hearing this, Lockhart nodded slowly and followed Casillas into the portal.

John and other mages entered one after another.

..........................

SHIELD, Coulson's office.

On a brown desk, Coulson was looking down at the report in his hand.

There was a cell phone next to it, and Coulson glanced at it occasionally.

After a while.

call!

Coulson put down the report in his hand and let out a breath.

Why is Hell's Kitchen in chaos again?

Why did several abnormal incidents occur one after another?

Can Jin Bing really take charge?

While thinking, Coulson scratched his head subconsciously.

After putting down his hand, he looked at the two extra hairs in his hand, speechless.

Forget it, I won’t think about it anymore. I’ll just think about which hair growth product is better and buy another one.

By the way, does Professor Lockhart have any potion that can help promote hair growth?

Just as Coulson was thinking.

suddenly...

hum!

The phone vibrated and Coulson quickly picked it up. Looking at the information displayed on the screen, a smile appeared on his face.

"Sure, come to the neighborhood tomorrow morning and someone will pick you up."

Chapter 185 Coulson's Universal Book Cafe Experience (First Update, Please Subscribe)

Morning, Queens, Boren Street, near Vientiane Book Cafe.

Coulson was alone, driving his favorite red antique car - the Laura.

Slowly driving into Boren Street, he sat in the driver's seat, while some documents were placed on the passenger seat.

After entering Boren Street, Coulson touched his earphones and said in a deep voice: "We have entered Boren Street and are about to reach our destination."

At the same time, a voice came from the headset: "Sir, the positioning system has been activated and is currently operating normally."

"Okay, report any abnormal situation immediately." Coulson replied, and then, as if he had thought of something, he added: "If you lose contact, don't make any moves and continue to maintain the current state."

"Okay, sir." An affirmative reply came from the headset.

Coulson sat in the car, trying hard to search for the location of the Vientiane Book Cafe in his memory.

Unfortunately, everything was normal and every shop on the street seemed to be open for business, but Vientiane Book Cafe was nowhere to be found.

My God, you know, he found this book cafe himself and sat in it more than once.

As a result... I just couldn't find it.

You could say that a shop appeared out of nowhere, but the problem is that there is really no trace of it and the street looks very normal.

This conflict between memory and reality made Coulson feel inexplicably weird.

After a closer look, Coulson picked up the documents on the passenger seat and got out of the car reluctantly.

Then....

Standing on the edge of the street, closing my eyes, reaching out to touch the wall, I walked step by step according to the street scene in my memory.

He has received special training and can strictly control the distance of each step, and can control the direction freely to ensure that he does not go wrong.

One step, two steps... Step 56.

The 57th step should reach the door, and after taking another step, Coulson opened his eyes.

Looking at the cake shop in front of him and smelling the aroma wafting from it, Coulson sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, so many agents failed, why could I succeed?

Then, Coulson returned to his antique car and stood there quietly, motionless, always paying attention to the changes in the surrounding environment.

After a while.

Suddenly, at some point, Coulson noticed a handsome young man in a short-sleeved shirt slowly walking towards him.

In an instant, Coulson became alert. He had no impression of this person at all.

"Hello, is this Mr. Coulson?"

Ian looked at Coulson, raised his head to examine Coulson's sparse hair, compared it with the bald head the teacher mentioned, and asked affirmatively.

He was the only bald man standing still on this street, so there must be no doubt about it.

Feeling Ian's gaze, Coulson touched it subconsciously, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Could it be that baldness has become his symbol?

However, he nodded and said, "Yes, I'm Phil Coulson, and you are?"

"I'm Ian Norton, a student of Mr. Lockhart." Ian said calmly, "Mr. Lockhart asked me to take you to the book cafe."

Hearing Ian addressing Lockhart, Coulson's eyes showed thought, then he nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

After hearing what Coulson said, Ian took out a completely black card with light golden patterns on it, handed it to Coulson, and introduced: "Mr. Coulson, because you are an ordinary Muggle."

“So I can’t see it, let alone walk into the Vientiane Book Cafe.”

"But the instructor has already thought of this. You have this magic card with a spell cast on it that will allow you to enter the Vientiane Book Cafe."

Coulson nodded to show that he understood and took the card from Ian.

At a glance, I found that this card gives people an inexplicable sense of luxury.

When I touch it gently, I find it has a frosted texture, and it seems to emit a kind of fluctuation, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The surface of the card is generally jet black, with some light golden lines on it, forming a strange pattern.

And in the middle is engraved with pale gold words - Vientiane Book Cafe.

Below the text, there is a golden dragon. What is surprising is that the golden dragon is swimming slowly with the text as the center.

suddenly...

Coulson didn't know if he was dazzled, but he seemed to see the same golden dragon pattern on Ian's arm, and there seemed to be some words on it.

But when I looked carefully, I found nothing and began to wonder if I had seen it wrong.

Ian, who was standing next to him, looked at Coulson who was observing the picture without any impatience and waited quietly.

As for Muggles, or Muggle agents, he learned a hard lesson through the movies he watched in the past few days.

Although he knew that there might be some exaggerations in the movie, but once he thought about the other party's identity, it was hard for Ian to regard the other party as an ordinary Muggle.

Soon, perhaps feeling Ian's gaze, Coulson took the card and gave Ian a gentle smile.

At the same time, I also label the other person's performance just now as patient.

He was indeed examining the magic card carefully just now, which took a long time, but the other party did not show any impatience and did not even remind him.

This is enough to show the other party's patience.

When doing things, the most taboo thing is impatience. Patience is a standard for those who achieve great things.

Coulson looked at Ian, his eyes revealing gentleness and friendliness.

suddenly...

His eyes passed Ian and looked towards the street in the distance.

He saw it, he saw Wanxiang Book Cafe, still in the same place.

However, the entire facade has undergone a huge change.

The originally pure white walls turned into a silvery white color, even a bit crystal clear like jade.

He vaguely discovered that there seemed to be some dark blue lines emerging above the wall, or something was flowing inside.

The windows against the wall have disappeared, and the plaque at the top has turned pitch black.

The color, text, golden dragon, and patterns are roughly the same as the card in his hand, as if there is some connection between the two?

He subconsciously pinched the card in his hand, thinking about something.

Then he followed Ian and walked like a book lover.

This time, he entered Vientiane Book Cafe very smoothly and opened the door.

As soon as he entered, a hint of shock flashed in Coulson's eyes.

He found that the space inside was extremely spacious, at least three or four times larger than before.

After entering, I instantly felt the surrounding environment was very comfortable, and my body subconsciously relaxed, as if I had soaked in a hot spring, very comfortable.

Then, to his surprise, there were some people wearing yellow wizard robes sitting scattered inside, each with a ring in their hand, reading books in their hands or chatting.