The years of welding at Hogwarts

At this moment, Tony once again crashed into the heavy security door because he failed to control his flying posture and speed. Before he could come to his senses, the strong light and noise produced by the stun grenade burst out in this small apartment.

The blinding light that seemed like the creation of the world blinded the sensors on his helmet in just a moment, turning his head-up display interface into a complete blanket of snow.

Even though he was separated by the armor, the huge noise still made Tony suffer terribly. He felt like his eardrums were almost torn apart by the sharp and piercing noise.

Compared to Tony who was hit by a full flash in the face, Nick Fury, who had been prepared early on, was not so miserable. Even though the buzzing sound of the stun grenade explosion was still echoing in his ears and his chest was stuffy from the huge impact.

But he still retained some mobility, and used the same Iron Mountain Backstroke to knock Tony to the ground again.

Nick Fury knew that he had no way to deal with the iron turtle shell on the opponent, so he wisely did not choose to fight to the death. Instead, he limped and dragged his extremely uncomfortable heavy body to the wolf.

He ran out in a panic.

However, even if the Iron Man suit invented by Tony Stark is just a prototype, it cannot be easily destroyed by a small stun grenade.

In just a few seconds, Jarvis quickly restarted the operating system of the Iron Man suit, and Tony, who had regained his ability to move, learned from his previous lesson.

At the moment when Nick Fury was about to duck and dodge, his hands, which were originally moved backwards, suddenly changed to push forward, completing the deceleration and braking operation in a very short time.

The thrusters on his legs were still working, and due to the influence of inertia, Tony's legs were kicking Nick Fury's old waist.

This powerful knight kick made Nick Fury roll more than ten meters in the long corridor outside the apartment like a boiled egg rolling on the ground.

Nick Fury stood up with the support of his waist which felt like it was about to break. Knowing that he could not escape now and could only put his hope on reinforcements, he stared sharply at the mysterious Tin Man in front of him with his only remaining eye and then prepared for hand-to-hand combat.

But this time he was unable to use his advantage in physical skills to play tricks on the tin man in front of him, who seemed a little clumsy in his movements, as he had done before.

The palm cannon released backwards pushed Tony's palm to hit Nick Fury's face fiercely. The big blow like a thunder made Nick Fury turn 360 degrees backwards, and several broken teeth flew out of the mouth of the damn Fuck Man.

Then the titanium alloy boot, raised high, chopped heavily on one of Nick Fury's legs.

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, accompanied by a "Fuck!" like a patient suffering from severe hyperthyroidism. One of Nick Fury's legs was twisted into an inhuman shape. It seemed that there was no possibility of recovery in this lifetime.

Suddenly, gunshots were heard from the other end of the corridor.

The bullets clanged as they hit Tony's back, but apart from causing some tiny sparks that did not cause any pain, not even the slightest dent was left on the surface of the armor.

Turning his head slowly, Tony aimed his palm cannon at the guy who shot him from behind.

But when he saw the other person's head with a slightly dangerous hairline, the palm cannon that was ready to fire suddenly went out.

"Uh...are you an agent from that, ...

Tony's voice sounded oddly awkward.

Chapter 367: Date me now!

The cozy apartment where Natasha and Noah lived together was now as if it had been ravaged by two huskies whose nature had been fully unleashed.

In the three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment, except for the study room which was not affected by the fight between the two men, the other rooms could not even be assembled with a complete piece of furniture, and all of them were in a mess.

Standing beside the window of the restaurant whose glass had been shattered by a stray bullet, Tony, who had taken off his helmet, looked downstairs at Nick Fury, whose leg he had broken, lying on a stretcher and being taken to an ambulance by a medical team from S.H.I.E.L.D., with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Of course, I can't say I feel sorry.

Of course he knew Coulson. After he held a press conference some time ago and dropped the bombshell of closing the weapons department in front of many media, Coulson came to him.

No matter how much he hated dealing with government departments, Tony still had to patiently receive a behemoth like S.H.I.E.L.D.

Fortunately, the other party just asked a few routine questions and didn't bother him any further, so Tony had a good first impression of Coulson.

But Tony, who only has a woman's brain besides inventing things, is expected to remember a man's name. Apart from the evil little devil Shafrin, whom he hates so much, only his driver Happy Hogan has achieved this feat.

However, Happy achieved this achievement by repeatedly showing his face in front of Tony Stark countless times. As for Coulson, he has only met Stark twice so far. It is obviously unrealistic to expect Tony to call out his name.

Fortunately, his body, that is, his hairline, is eye-catching enough.

"So, this is the secret weapon that helped you escape from the desert?"

After watching his hapless boss being taken away by a professional team, Coulson returned to Tony Stark and looked curiously at the silver armor he was wearing.

“This is a really nice creation.”

Tony obviously didn't want to talk about his kidnapping experience, so he just answered the second half of Coulson's sentence, "Of course, this is my masterpiece."

Looking at the exposed rivets on the unpainted metal armor, Coulson clearly disagreed. "I admit that this is indeed a great work, but in terms of artistry, I think it's still far behind my Laura."

"Oh, by the way, Laura is my collection car, a 1962 Chevrolet Corvette C1, in classic red. It's antique but not outdated."

It's clear that Agent Coulson is indeed very proud of his hidden car.

However, his small collection can only be regarded as a treasure in the eyes of a dog owner like Tony.

Come on, how can a mere Corvette C1 be called a classic?

There is also a 1932 Ford convertible and a 1953 Cadillac Ghia parked in his garage, and these are just the tip of the iceberg of his many collections.

Of course, Tony wouldn't be so reduced to showing off to a poor man like Coulson that he has more and better collections.

But it would be uncharacteristic of petty Tony Stark to admit so easily that Coulson belittled the masterpiece he was currently wearing.

"It's just a prototype, and I admit it still has a lot of kinks to work out, but it's definitely better than your car."

"Putting a lot of untested high technology on the table doesn't mean it's better," Coulson raised his eyebrows, his tone seemed to be somewhat tit-for-tat, "and old-fashioned doesn't mean it's outdated and backward."

The two old men who refused to admit defeat were like childish kids showing off their toys to each other when they were little. Even a senior agent like Coulson seemed to have forgotten about his seriously injured director for a moment.

"That's not untested high technology. I have confidence in my inventions. They are absolutely reliable."

Seeing that the topic between the two of them was suddenly developing in a strange direction, Coulson finally remembered that he still had important things to do and wisely chose to change the topic in another direction.

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

"I should be the one asking you this, right?" Tony sneered, "Why would your director sneak into the home of a single lady?"

Single parent…Ms.?

The corners of Coulson's mouth twitched stiffly. He didn't know what Natasha would think when she heard such a name, but now he could hardly hold back his smile.

"Stark, you know what that kid is capable of. He should be supervised, not..."

Before Coulson could finish, Tony rudely interrupted him, "I know better than you what that kid is capable of, but the people he killed were all damned."

"I know what kind of people you secret intelligence agencies are like. You just took a fancy to the other party's ability, violated his privacy in the name of supervision, and tracked and monitored him without blind spots. Am I right?"

Tony has always been extremely hostile to Noah. He wanted to chop this naughty kid into small pieces, wrap them in buns, steam them, and then feed them to the dog.

However, for some unknown reason at this moment, he felt extremely disgusted with SHIELD, an intelligence agency that had targeted Noah, and he was as aggressive as an old hen protecting her calves, questioning Coulson aggressively.

"Mr. Stark, you misunderstood. We..."

Tony interrupted Coulson again.

"Like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, you will secretly plan actions against the surveillance target, and when the time is right, you will arrest him by any means necessary, or threaten him by kidnapping someone he cares about to work for you unconditionally, or directly brainwash him to become a handy tool for you."

"Secret intelligence agencies like yours are best at using such despicable means."

After being bombarded with a barrage of criticism from Tony, Coulson didn't know how to refute what Tony said for a moment.

When his black-skinned and black-hearted boss gave him the task, Nick Fury had already said that he was allowed to take any measures he felt necessary in an emergency.

This naturally includes a series of despicable means of coercion and inducement, such as kidnapping. The methods used by agents have never been glorious.

As for the 360-degree surveillance without blind spots, they have actually achieved it now. The ace agent of their organization is now Noah's guardian.

With this kind of close surveillance throughout the day, even Nick Fury could easily find out boring data such as how many grams of salt Noah consumed in his three meals a day and how many pornographic websites there were in his browser history if he wanted to.

However, they didn't know that their trusted ace agent was about to transform into the shape of the evil Lord Shafrin both physically and mentally.

"We won't do that. We will assess the threat level of each monitoring target. If Noah is at a low risk level, then we will naturally reduce the intensity of monitoring him, and it will not have any impact on his life."

"So, what is the minimum level of monitoring that you would like to reduce?"

Tony sneered, "Give him a wristband with a tracking device, so that he can only live within the area you have designated, and he has to report to your base every once in a while like a prisoner on probation?"

Obviously losing interest in continuing the conversation with Coulson, Tony put the helmet back on his head without waiting for Coulson to open his mouth to defend them.

"Agent Coulson, I advise you not to have any bad thoughts about Noah."

Tony's voice sounded a little muffled under the heavy helmet, but the threat contained in it was still very clear.

Clearly felt.

Coulson opened his mouth, but Tony didn't give him any chance to speak. The thrusters on his limbs sprayed out hot tail streams, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a meteor in the sky.

Listening to the sirens approaching on the street outside, Coulson sighed helplessly.

What kind of unscrupulous things did his black-hearted boss do?

This ridiculous fight not only caused one of his legs to be shattered, but also destroyed the little good impression he had left on Tony Stark.

But where did Natasha go?

……

In the distance, the Black Widow, who was being missed, felt her nose was a little itchy, and it became more and more severe as time went on, making her have an irresistible urge to sneeze.

But now she is facing Ancient One, a mysterious being that even the lawless evil kid Noah Shafrin has to show respect to and call him "teacher" respectfully.

No matter how itchy her nose was, Natasha would just grit her teeth silently and carefully maintain her dignified demeanor, fearing that she would leave a bad impression on the other person if she was not careful.

The one who could make the naturally evil Shafulin so angry, and even when the other party was not present, he only dared to curse the other party in a low voice as a "bald bastard", presumably the other party's mind should not be much bigger than Noah's.

Speaking of...

Is it true that this lineage of magicians has narrow-mindedness and bad tastes passed down from generation to generation?

Holding the teacup that was still emitting wisps of hot steam, Black Widow's mind began to run wild without her noticing, and gradually went astray to an extremely outrageous level.

But she quickly collected her thoughts. It is very impolite to be distracted when being entertained, especially if you appear to have come back to your senses when the other person is talking to you. That would be extremely rude.

In order to avoid being noted in the little notebook in her heart by the petty magician, Natasha sat upright, her originally soft body a little stiff due to excessive tension.

As if he could see the tension in the people around him, Noah patted Black Widow's arm and signaled her to relax, "Just treat yourself as your own family. After all, I am on par with Teacher Gu Yi in terms of status."

The Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj from another world is even also the King of Wakanda, the supreme leader of SHIELD, and the actual controller of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

If the last three positions are taken into account, Noah is even stronger than Baldy in terms of status.

only……

It goes without saying how poor the Kamar-Taj founded by Noah is. Compared with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it can only be said to be a relationship of inclusion and being included.

The Wakanda in another world is just a few primitive tribes that are still using wooden spears and bows and arrows to engage in village-level fights. Of course, the Wakanda in this world is not much better than them.

It's nothing more than an upgrade from wood and stone materials to more durable vibranium, but in essence it's still a cold weapon fight.

Only the Snake Shield Bureau has a higher gold content.

Although the technology tree of the world Noah was in before was not as good as the current movie universe with frequent black technologies, Noah had something even darker than black technology -

magic.

In fact, the technological level that humans can achieve in laboratories is far beyond the imagination of the general public. It is only due to various reasons that those black technologies can only remain at the laboratory level, or even on paper, and cannot be widely used in real life.

For example, material limitations and manufacturing costs.

For example, exoskeleton armor similar to the Iron Man suit. In fact, similar products have already existed in the real world. However, due to the limitations of battery life and some other reasons, the invulnerable iron soldiers on the battlefield are still a distant scene.

However, relying on unreasonable magic, even the Weasley twin brothers, alchemy apprentices who have not yet graduated from school, can create a set of iron armor with their bare hands that allows them to easily defeat twenty special forces soldiers.

By combining magic and technology, Noah was able to circumvent the many major scientific problems that stood in his way in an alternative way, thereby leading the SHIELD he founded to overtake the Hydra of this world.

For potions to be mass-produced on industrial assembly lines, only one wizard is needed to guard the last step of the assembly line and cast magic on these semi-finished potions. One person can do the work of hundreds of potion makers working simultaneously.

By using machine tools to cut out magic circuits from magic materials, it only takes one alchemy apprentice to activate these semi-finished products, and a large number of alchemical props can be obtained continuously, although only the lowest level ones.

But even if it is just the simplest armor-piercing or explosive rune, the former engraved on the armor-piercing bullet can increase the power of the tank gun several times, while the latter attached to the most ordinary bullet can make each bullet have the power comparable to that of a dum-dum bullet.

As for things like legendary quality bulletproof vests and helmets that have been reinforced thirteen times, there is no need to mention it.

On

With no one on guard against each other, the SHIELDs from the two worlds collided with each other. If they met on a frontal battlefield, Noah's SHIELD team would definitely be able to complete a unilateral massacre of S.H.I.E.L.D.

However, no matter how powerful the Snake Shield is, it is still part of the mortal realm.

When it comes to the level of Gu Yi, if the strength has not reached a certain level, even if more people go to besiege the opponent, it will be of no avail. The magic power they can consume is not even as fast as Bald Qiang's magic power recovery speed.

Of course, unlike the nearly omniscient Ancient One, Natasha had no idea about Noah's true situation. When she heard what Noah said, she just looked at the mysterious boy next to her with a confused look.

Looking at Noah who was talking in front of him without changing his expression, Gu Yi found it a little funny.

Although Noah himself might not have noticed it, Gu Yi was still keenly aware that the reason why Noah said this was mainly because of the masculine psychology in his heart that wanted to show himself in front of beautiful opposite sex.

Master Ancient One just smiled faintly.

I'm doing my best to perform in cooperation with you.