A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

A red antique car parked at the door of Pepsi House. Colson got out of the car, opened the store door and walked in.

"Good afternoon, Agent Coulson." Aaron greeted calmly, not surprised at all by his arrival.

"You seem to know I'm coming."

"You seem to have forgotten that I am a fortune teller." Aaron pointed out, and then sighed softly, "The prophecy shows that your arrival is the beginning of my being involved in trouble, but I can also use this to get more information. Conveniently achieve some of your goals.”

"Uh..." Colson smiled awkwardly and pursed his lips, "Since the trouble has already begun, is it too late for me to turn around and leave now?"

Aaron gave him a look of disdain, "Speak directly! What do you want from me?"

"I proposed to Fury to set up a team, which includes talented scientists and top agents with extraordinary skills. Now there is still a shortage of a consultant."

"Haha!" Aaron smiled dismissively, "Then you decided to target me?"

"Fury said he has no objection as long as I can convince you."

"Agent Coulson, do you think you can afford me?" Aaron rubbed his fingers and said very bluntly: "I charge a lot of money, you should know this."

"Of course." Coulson nodded unnaturally. He had done some homework before coming here and was speechless about Aaron's assets of more than ten figures.

"But some things are hard to buy even if you have money." Colson changed the topic and patiently advised, "I know you are very interested in some mysterious things, and this team of mine specializes in handling extraordinary events. Will inevitably come into contact with those objects.

Fury gave me the right to dispose of those items. My idea is that as long as it is not too harmful, you can finance the purchase, but you must report it to SHIELD. "

"Does that mean I still have to pay for it?"

"I would like to give it away for free, but SHIELD won't allow me to deal with it this way." Coulson explained with an awkward smile, "SHIELD will keep those special items properly sealed. This purchase right was something I came up with on a whim. .

To be honest, I never thought it would go so smoothly. After careful understanding, I realized that the Secretary-General has spoken for you. A person who can fly a fighter plane and launch nuclear bombs into alien wormholes is worthy of SHIELD's trust. "

Aaron: ...

Alexander Pierce is a good man!

How about joining Hydra? SHIELD will not provide this kind of benefits easily.

"This amount of money is the team's operational expenses. As for your consulting fees and employment fees, they are settled in one lump sum and will be deducted from this amount of money."

"You do know how to do business." Aaron smacked his lips, "With this kind of relationship, I have to think twice before offering a high price."

"Fairness is still very important." Coulson said angrily. In fact, fairness is not important at all. SHIELD is sometimes quite unreasonable in its affairs.

But if you can't win and don't have money, you can only use this method to make humble transactions.

As for applying for funds, he didn't mention it, but Nick Fury directly mentioned the Phoenix Tears that saved his life. That's hundreds of millions of dollars!

In Fury's words, it's good to be able to pay wages, and don't even think about funding.

Aaron said with disdain, "What about SHIELD's monthly potion orders?"

"There is a pharmaceutical room specially built for you on Airbus, and you can work at any time."

"airbus?"

"I applied for a plane as a base. It is fully functional and has everything." Colson straightened his back with pride, "I can guarantee that your treatment will be the best in the group."

"I feel your attitude, but I would like to ask, what does the aircraft as a base mean?"

"We can deal with problems wherever they arise. We may have to travel all over the world, just think of it as a global tour."

Hearing this, Aaron couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

He happened to have the idea of ​​​​finding a new check-in location, and Coulson's plane seemed to be a good choice.

"Okay, I reluctantly accept it.

But first of all, if I feel embarrassed, I have the right to refuse your request.

In addition, if I have something to deal with temporarily, I have the right to get off the plane at any time. "

"no problem."

"By the way, there's one more thing." Aaron looked directly into Coulson's eyes solemnly, "How did Nick Fury make up the story about you coming back from the dead? Didn't he sell me out?"

"Uh... don't worry about that.

Nick Fury transported me to Tahiti in the first place, cocktails, detective novels, physical therapists... absolutely without mentioning your name. "

"It better be."

"Are you ready to go? There are still tasks to complete!"

"You have to let me pack my things!" Aaron said speechlessly, then opened the secret room and walked in. He came out two minutes later.

"What did you bring?" Colson asked curiously, looking at the ring on Aaron's hand from time to time. He wanted it, but he really couldn't afford it.

"A meal guy, a tent, supplies, and... a photo."

Coulson was sensible and didn't ask any more questions. He waited for Aaron to close the store door and invited him to get into his antique car.

"I remember you used to drive... not this one! This classic car must be much older than me!"

"Lola!"

"You even gave it a name?"

"Don't worry about these details. Get in the car and I'll take you to Airbus."

"No, I have a car." Aaron declined politely, and then drove out his motorcycle. "I didn't give it a name, but it should be no worse than your 'Lola'."

"I didn't say that you should have bought a car a long time ago."

"I've already bought it, but I haven't had time to modify it yet."

...

More than half an hour later, Coulson brought Aaron to a large black plane.

"Fritt approved it, how do you feel?"

"Nick Fury actually still has time to be generous!" Aaron looked meaningfully at the black fighter in front of him, "I just don't know how it performs?"

"It will not let you down."

Putting the motorcycle into the space ring, Aaron and Coulson boarded the deck.

"Introducing Fitz Simmons, a professional researcher.

Fitz specializes in construction machinery and Simmons specializes in biochemistry. "Colson pointed at the excited young man and woman and said, "This is..."

"Gaius." Fitz stepped forward to shake hands excitedly, "Colson has mentioned to you more than once that piloting a fighter plane to launch nuclear bombs into space wormholes sounds so cool."

Aaron was stunned for a moment and looked at Colson with an evil look, "How many people have you told this to?"

"Uh... I'm doing this to convince the team of your abilities."

"And those potions." Simmons also came up, "How did you do it? We have been studying for a long time and still can't figure out the ingredients."

"Do you think I should tell you?"

"Uh... I was hoping you would tell me, but it doesn't seem possible."

"You know and you still ask?"

Simmons smiled coquettishly, and then cast an approving look at Colson, "I didn't expect you could really invite him here."

"It's not easy. You guys go ahead and I'll show Gaius around." Colson said, and then made a gesture of invitation to Aaron.

Aaron shrugged his shoulders, picked up Abe and followed him.

"This is the briefing room...the sleeping pod...the kitchen, over there is the interrogation room, very solid...the lab is Fitz and Simmons'...in front is the utility area, communications systems and servers "It's all there, there's an external hatch on the side of the cargo bay and the experimental bay for ejecting hazardous materials, and there's a weapons control room where we can even launch missiles."

"Nick Fury really spent a lot of money!" Aaron said with a joking smile, "This is a small air base!"

Colson was also a little embarrassed, "Would you like to go to your room?"

"Nonsense, I don't want to not even know where I live."

Colson smiled and took Aaron to the third deck.

Opening the door reveals a room of more than 40 square meters, with a bed, wardrobe, wine cabinet, bathroom, desk, high-definition TV, and a controllable skylight.

"You've spent a lot of money."

"You still have to have an attitude. After all, your consultant is a billionaire." Colson said, while silently adding in his heart: The father of the future funder should serve him better.

"The pharmacy is right across from the bedroom."

Hearing this, Aaron opened another door directly, and then his expression became weird. This was built based on the template of a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy!

But it doesn't matter, he has brought all the crucible, stirrer, and regulator that he should bring anyway.

"Overall, I'm still very satisfied."

"That's good."

A few minutes later, the two came to the command room. In addition to Fitz and Simmons, two women were also here.

"Melinda, pilot." The older Mei nodded friendly to Aaron, "Thank you for the potion, otherwise I might still be receiving psychological treatment."

"Uh...you're welcome." Aaron said and looked at the other person, "Who is this?"

"Just call me Skye."

"Master, she is trying to integrate into the team." Abe reminded in dragon language, "She definitely has her own purpose."

Aaron stroked its back gently, indicating that it didn't need to pay attention.

"She is not a member of the team," Coulson said. "She is a member of the Rising Tide organization who was just captured today, a super hacker who is trying to expose the secrets hidden by SHIELD to the public."

"Everyone has the right to know the truth." Skye said unconvinced.

"You're a little naive, aren't you?"

Aaron nodded in agreement, "There is a reason for hiding secrets. I don't want to explain it, but you will know it later."

"Where's Agent Ward?"

"The interrogation room, but the condition is not that good." Mei rolled her eyes speechlessly and said, "Who asked you to give Skye the confession-inducing agent that you should have injected into him."

Coulson checked the surveillance room of the interrogation room. A young man about 1.8 meters tall was lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

"Alas! What did Agent Ward tell you?"

"He said he'd been to Paris but hadn't seen anything, and he said it would have been better if you had stayed in Tahiti."

"Yeah!" Colson said insincerely, "It's a magical place, but it's a bit boring."

"Ward doesn't like your style, but I quite like it."

"What about his?" Colson fiddled with the projector, and a piece of news appeared on the wall.

“The situation remains critical and staff could not identify the attacker, but CCTV footage confirmed it.

This was the man who attacked the factory foreman and then destroyed factory equipment worth tens of thousands..."

Skye looked at the surveillance video on the news and her pupils suddenly shrank.

She happened to know the man who attacked the factory foreman and had just met him today, but he was obviously a decent person.

"This isn't right, this isn't... the guy I see, he just... he just needs a little luck."

"Then give him some luck." Coulson said, "What did you find out?"

Skye hesitated for a moment and revealed some of the information he had concealed to several people present.

Snapped!

A data card was slapped on the table, the database was automatically searched, and the holographic projection device operated accordingly, putting all the information on the screen.

"Mike Peterson, factory employee, married with one child.

He was injured, laid off, and his wife left home.

He's a good guy, a bit unlucky. "Colson patiently explained to everyone, "The most likely thing is that someone told him to make him strong again and give him super powers. "

"Who has that kind of technology?" May asked, "and what's the purpose of doing it."

"Fitz, are there any clues in the surveillance video before the explosion?" Coulson asked.

Fitz switched the screen. In a laboratory, a man in a white coat and another man were talking about something. But judging from their body movements, the communication didn't seem particularly pleasant.

"What's going on?" Mei asked.

"This man was angry at another man."

After hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Fitz, waiting for his further explanation. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could tell what was going on from the photos.

"The data is very incomplete." Simmons gave Fitz a step up.

“Yeah, just like Russia during the Cold War.

I can't sync the timecode because there is no..."

"What if you have the audio?" Skye interjected, "Uh... I was in the surveillance lab, and I had my long boom microphone pointed at the window before the explosion, and the electronic files were in my van.

Too much background noise for me, but you might be able to..."

"You can remove the noise, right?" Simmons looked at Fitz and said, "Find a synchronization point and then use cross-validation."

"But I can't extract the expression rules, the LCD screen..."

"Is there a chroma subcarrier?"

"Yes, it's attached to the back edge, that's smart!" Fitz nodded, then looked at Skye, "It would be great to have audio, please give us the audio!"

"Your truck is here, but you're right, we couldn't decrypt your files," Coulson said.

"The encryption is coupled to the GPS, so just drive my truck back to that alley and I can get started."

"Agent May will escort you there, and wake Ward up on your way out."

The two left the command room, and Coulson looked at Aaron, "How do you feel? This team?"

"Well...that's it!" Aaron yawned indifferently. The reason why he came here was for the extraordinary objects that he might encounter and the new check-in location. As for everything else, in his opinion, It's a small fight.