The years of welding at Hogwarts

You are such a jerk, Noah Shafrin.

The application of nanomaterials, coupled with optical technology that is as dark as it can be, has created a camouflage mask in Noah's hand that can easily allow a person to disguise themselves as anyone, as long as they have the other person's facial data.

After a few seconds, Noah gently removed the mask covering Graves' face, revealing a dangerous smile.

"It's Chairman Picqueri's turn next."

There was no need for any circling movements. With the help of the Infinity Stones, Noah's space magic had now reached a level where he could do whatever he wanted. He just moved his mind slightly and a portal quietly took shape where his gaze fell, swallowing up the unconscious security minister on the ground.

The landing point of the portal is their Hydra...

Pooh!

The Triskelion Building is the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. in Birmingham.

A stern-looking agent stepped through the portal, stood in front of Noah and Lucius, and nodded to them, "Sir."

Behind him, several thugs also in black suits put a pair of magic-suppressing handcuffs on the unconscious wizard's wrists, and dragged him to the cell specially used to detain wizards in the Triskelion Building like a dead pig.

He handed the mask in his hand forward, and after changing into the other person's clothes, with the help of Noah's superb human body transformation skills, a fake minister with no flaws at all stood in front of Noah and Lucius.

"You will have to stay here for a while and help them maintain the effects of the human body transformation spell."

"no problem."

After thinking for a while, Noah added, "When using Legilimency to read their memories, control the degree a little bit, don't mess up their brains."

Hearing Noah's words, Lucius's gaze, which was originally looking at the Muggle's black technology, turned slightly and fell on the boy's calm face.

"I thought you would just dump them after you've drained all the valuable memories out of their heads."

Noah rolled his eyes, "Am I that kind of person? I haven't even killed a chicken, how could I possibly kill someone."

Lucius's face almost turned green from holding back his anger.

You've never killed a chicken, but you slaughtered a bunch of trolls in a brutal way in your first year, and then you chopped off the head of a 5X-level dangerous creature like a basilisk on the Quidditch pitch with a sword...

After that there were waves of monsters besieging the Hogwarts Express, lizardmen in London…

Indeed, from his debut till now, at least under Lucius's nose, Noah has never killed anyone.

But the lives of lizardmen are also lives!

Lucius, who had finally seen how shameless the little devil was, turned his face away. If he said one more useless word to this shameless man today, he would not be named Malfoy.

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"Let's go."

The smile on Noah's face became more evil, "Boy next door~"

The first to fall was the head of the security department of the Magical Congress of the United States, followed by their supreme leader Willy Picquery, as well as the judicial department and some other departments that were not so important in terms of function.

In just one night, the entire top leadership of the Magical Congress of the United States completely replaced Noah and Lucius with their own Hydra agents.

But there is no magic power in this group. They are half-baked magicians who can only connect to the Internet within London. How can they avoid revealing their true identity in front of their subordinates? This is a headache for Lucius.

When Noah left the Woolworth Building, the distant horizon had already shown a hint of pale sky.

The luxurious single cell where a certain "failed woman" who wishes to remain anonymous once lived is now overcrowded, compared to its initial occupancy rate of less than 1 percent.

Moreover, the walls of each cell were thoughtfully engraved with paintings created by the Austrian failed artist Noah Shafrin - anti-magic runes that could render any magic ineffective.

"Oh, it's been a hard night..."

Standing next to the driver's door of the Porsche 356A, Noah stretched lazily.

After hearing Noah's words, Lucius silently recalled what this guy had done throughout the night.

In the mirror world, it was as leisurely as shopping. Under the noses of those employees of the Magical Congress of the United States who were still sticking to their posts, they wandered around unscrupulously as if they were visiting their own home.

For those restricted areas blocked by layers of protective magic, there is no difference between being defended and being undefended in front of Noah, who can freely manipulate the mirror space to fold and change.

All he did that night was watch Noah stroll behind the next victim, then suddenly appear from the mirror space, knock the victim unconscious with a club, and throw him into a cell in the Triskelion Building.

Lucius:?

Is this really a copy of the Magical Congress of the United States, one of the top three permanent members of the Five Permanent Missions?

When Lucius thought of Noah's supreme power to freely manipulate space, he silently closed his mouth. Even if he didn't understand the mystery of this magic at all, he could clearly recognize the meaning of this magic...

Well, he simply couldn't imagine how far the wizard who developed this magic had gone in the field of space magic.

Noah casually opened the car door and squeezed into the slightly narrow cab of this old car.

Sure enough, compared to this classic old car with a villain-like style, Noah still prefers the hard-core off-road vehicle with spacious space, such as a domestically produced mid-engine rear-wheel drive Shenguan.

I don't know how a tall guy like Gin could tolerate such a small cockpit where he could easily hit the roof with his head if he straightened his back.

And that guy always wore his bowler hat even in the car.

Perhaps, this behavior can only be understood by Nick Fury, who can pick the lock and sneak into someone else's house in the middle of the night, sit on the sofa for several hours until the target comes back, just to force the king to appear in the dark.

This should be called...

Force the kings to appreciate each other?

The roar of the engine gradually faded away. Lucius watched the outline of the black Porsche gradually disappear at the end of the road. Suddenly, his expression changed abruptly.

Hey! He hasn't gotten on the bus yet!

He has no knowledge of space teleportation magic like portal, which can transport extremely long distances with a small amount of magic power. He only knows short-distance space teleportation magic like apparition, which can completely drain a person's energy hundreds of kilometers away. How is he going to go back to Birmingham?

A portal suddenly appeared and opened under Lucius' feet, and he fell into it without any preparation.

……

While Noah, who had been missing for several months, was vigorously implementing his magical version of Project Barbarossa, Natasha, who was in another universe, was suddenly awakened from her sleep.

The first moment she woke up, Natasha subconsciously reached for her side, but her touch was empty, without any physical sensation. This inexplicable feeling of emptiness made Natasha sit up instantly.

It took her a few seconds to realize that she was not in Kamar-Taj, but in the Sanctuary of the Holy of Holies in London, which was extremely far away from Kathmandu.

Although the relationship between her and Noah in the past half month could be described as advancing by leaps and bounds, no matter how thick-skinned they were, they were not thick-skinned enough to stay in the same room openly while they were guests at the Sanctuary of the Holy of Holies, and then engage in a series of battles in the two-player online version of World of Warships every night.

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she always felt a sense of emptiness and panic in her heart.

This uneasy feeling prompted Natasha to lift the thin blanket covering her body. After groping for her shoes in the dark, Natasha put on a coat, opened the door, and came to the corridor outside.

Her room and Noah's were next to each other, which made it easy for an older sister who had no idea what the law on protecting minors was to launch a surprise attack in the dark.

However, when Natasha opened Noah's door

However, I only saw that although the quilt on the bed remained in a messy state after being used, there was not a trace of body temperature left on the soft bed.

Not in...?

Not finding the person she was looking for, Natasha's already uneasy heart sank even more.

Although this little guy who always behaves mysteriously had the experience of squatting in the dormitory of Master Hamil in the middle of the night, not thinking that he would disturb the other party at all, and brewing potions on his own.

But this time it's obviously different.

As soon as she woke up, she realized that the connection between her and Noah at the blood level seemed... broken.

Originally, due to the mysterious connection in blood, no matter how far away Noah was from herself, Natasha could always sense his presence, and this feeling of companionship made her feel very safe.

But now, her heart, which had been gradually filled with the appearance of Noah, seemed to have been stolen without her noticing, and became empty again.

Because you only know the feeling of happiness after having it, and now this huge gap is almost driving Natasha crazy.

Natasha ran out of Noah's room in a panic. She stood in the corridor outside the door and wanted to take a step forward, but she didn't know where she should go to look for Noah.

The sudden disconnection always made Natasha feel as if Noah was no longer in this world.

Natasha stood aimlessly in the corridor, like a wife abandoned by a scumbag. Her lonely back looked somewhat desolate.

Given her physique, the cold air in the middle of the night wasn't enough to make her feel cold, but at this moment she was completely at a loss, and she was trembling slightly when facing the cold wind blowing in from the window.

Noah...

Where will it go?

That’s right! Go ask Master Ancient One, she must know!

After hesitating for a long time, Natasha suddenly found a clear goal.

After returning to her room and changing her pajamas into the standard robe for Kamar-Taj apprentices, Natasha walked straight to the portal deep in the Sanctuary of London.

Two minutes later, the portals of the three temples intersected.

Natasha stopped when she saw the extraordinary wizard standing beside a stone platform that seemed to be connected to the earth, with his hands on a huge stone ball on the platform that looked like a globe, manipulating something.

"Master Ancient One."

Facing the mentor who guided her into the magical world, Natasha bowed respectfully.

Master Ancient One had obviously anticipated Natasha's arrival.

"He'll be back."

The first words she said after seeing Natasha directly answered the question Natasha wanted to ask.

Natasha was slightly stunned when she heard Gu Yi's words. Although they were just a few simple words, they greatly alleviated the uneasiness in her heart.

"How long will it take for him to be back?"

Gu Yi didn't even turn his head away, "Probably a few months."

What Natasha didn't notice was that when Gu Yi said this, he suddenly exerted a little more force on the hand on the stone ball.

This damn Shafulin kid ran away right after the work started!

When he comes back, I’ll beat the shit out of him!

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The low roar of the engine echoed throughout the street, and an old-fashioned but not outdated classic Porsche sports car was speeding along the deserted road.

Suddenly, a tiny crack appeared in the space ahead, and then it shattered into countless tiny pieces like broken glass, floating unsteadily in the void.

The next second, the Porsche 356A, traveling at a speed of over km/h, crashed into the broken space ahead and disappeared on the deserted street.

However, behind the broken space entrance was not a mirror world that was exactly the same as the real world as Noah had initially imagined, but a completely pure white space.

Although the streets around me were still New York, the white light that filled the space and the pure white buildings everywhere seemed to be made of pure white marble...

It looks like something interesting is about to happen.

Noah stepped on the brake pedal with his right foot, and the Porsche 356A gradually slowed down until it stopped completely.

Noah casually put the car back into his storage space and said to a certain void in this pure white space as if talking to himself, "Is this some kind of ceremony to welcome me back?"

Almost at the same moment when Noah finished speaking, a figure shrouded in a dark green robe suddenly walked out from the street corner in front of him, "You will make me very distressed if you do this."

"Isn't this what you asked me to do in the first place?"

Noah was not surprised at the appearance of the young man in front of him. He spoke calmly, as if he was talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, but there was a bit of confusion in his eyes.

"Make the wizarding world great again? Or is this nice-sounding slogan just a lie you made up to achieve your ulterior motives?"

She was wearing a dark green robe and had long black hair.

The young man behind his head narrowed his dark yellow snake eyes slightly, and his voice still sounded very calm.

“But it shouldn’t be done this way.”

Noah said in an aggressive manner, "Well, may I ask you for advice? The greatest of the Big Four, Salazar Slytherin?"

When Noah mentioned the password he had set a thousand years ago to enter the Chamber of Secrets, the expression on Slytherin's face seemed to freeze a little.

Dead memories are attacking me!

When I was giving the command, I didn't think there was much problem with this sentence, but when I heard others mention it, I felt that I was so immature at the time, it's like a dark history!

If I have time next time, I must go back to the secret room and change the password!

"If we want to break the lifeless and fragmented status quo of the magic world, there is no better way than to introduce a powerful external threat."

Noah asked provocatively with a sarcastic tone, "What do you think?"

Without waiting for Slytherin to answer, Noah continued talking on his own.

"Do you naively think that relying solely on those empty words like 'love and peace' can make these self-satisfied wizards realize their own problems and save this already precarious magical world?"

Completely ignoring the series of questions thrown by Noah, Slytherin just lowered his eyes slightly.