Start at Marvel's Hogwarts Hoo

"No, I don't mind talking about my age? I'm just surprised why this is your first question?"

"Um, can I just say that I just had a trance?"

"How long have you been eyeing this...cult?...What about this problem?"

"Good question... One of my right-hand men lost contact while coming here to collect information... Actually the FBI has no plans for this place... They don't even know what's here yet."

"So you are a lone hero?"

"Yes, there is no backup...so Mr. Snape, who has come from unknown sources, you may consider leaving here first..."

"My subordinate is an old field agent who has been working for more than ten years. There is no way that ordinary cult organizations can let him fail."

"This is not a problem... Mr. Lone Hero..."

"I have my own goals and means. Maybe you will be the one who needs help when the time comes."

Looking at the confident John, Nick pursed his lips and said nothing more... He was still speculating on the identity of this person... If John hadn't just wanted to see the strange patterns carved on the pillars, Nick wouldn't have been able to notice him. 's arrival

Agile and unknown... at least Nick can be sure that he will never be a member of the beautiful or elite secret service agencies... If such a person appears there, he should be able to know about it through Pierce.

"Dad, I compared all the databases about 'sects' that I can find today, and found that no sect uses this pattern as a totem..."

John pressed the earphones gently so that Ellie's voice would not be heard by Nick Fury who was standing nearby.

"Your... team?"

"Team? No, my daughter...she and her mother are urging me to eat..."

"what?"

Nick Fury stared at his only remaining eye, and the micro-expressions on his face were all accusing John of bullshit in his answer.

"Hey, come on, buddy. Superman even has a girlfriend. What's wrong with my lovely daughter?"

Nick, who was about to quarrel with John again, noticed the sudden movement of the leading priest in the crowd and pulled John behind the pillar.

"Quiet, they seem to be playing some new tricks..."

"I have a question, brother...why do you seem to not care about the safety of your men as much as you said? Haven't you been out of contact for a long time?"

"I repeat, he is a great field agent... not even weaker than me..."

"If he was not dead at the beginning, then he must still be alive now... If he was dead at the beginning, then my first goal must be to investigate this son-of-a-bitch sect."

"Got it? Rookie."

"So the mission comes first? The second best thing is the safety of our companions?"

"F***!"

Nick stared at the priest's movements while impatiently cursing in a lowered voice.

"Can't you see they are ready to sacrifice?"

"I saw it...but I still think this issue is more important."

"You think this issue is more important than that man's life? ...Jesus' big ass! Where did they just hide that man?"

"Answer my question, Nick Fury... mission? Or companion and comrade?"

Nick wanted to pull out his pistol to stop the priest, because the poor man was about to be pinned to the purple wall where they were kneeling... Logically speaking, the man's life would not be in danger immediately if he was nailed to the wall, but Nick He always subconsciously felt that the purple wall was particularly scary, and his instinct told him to stay away from this thing.

Just like countless previous missions, this time he still decided to trust his instincts, so he prepared to take out his gun and shoot all these sons of bitches to safety before the man was pressed against the wall.

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He was stopped by someone, and John's hand tightly blocked his hand that was holding the gun... What made him feel uncomfortable was that while he didn't feel any obvious pain, he couldn't compete with the not-so-thick one at all. hands to contend.

"Do you, the mother who messed with Fak'er, know what you are doing?!"

Nick glared at John angrily, signaling for him to let go of him quickly.

"Tell me, Nick...this has to do with a lot of things to come..."

There was something in John's words that became the last straw for him... In fact, even if John didn't say anything, he would have to tell the truth... if he didn't want to watch the unlucky guy die.

In fact, he didn't know if it was too late to save him...

Nick turned to look at the unlucky guy who was being carried very slowly due to his huge size, and answered John quickly and with a lot of modal particles.

"He left two passwords for me in a corner of the upper floor... One was left when he sneaked in, and the other was left when he was seriously injured by something... His handwriting told me that his situation at that time was very serious. No, the content of the password told me that he is not in any danger, but he may be taken to the laboratory to have his waist cut or something..."

"I only have one person... The message he left was very vague... I have to come down first to find out what exactly hurt him and broke his strong heart..."

"Now... can you fucking let go of your damn hand?"

"Are you planning to act as always? It turns out you are already like this now..."

John murmured, but Nick couldn't hear clearly...

"What the hell are you talking about when you mess with Fakere? Can't you see what's going to happen to that wretch...holy poop of Jesus!"

The soil splashed under John's feet when he started up hit Nick's face, causing him to scream...

"Maybe next time you'll remember to bring more people and arrive earlier, Nick... but luckily, you met me this time."

"Remember...you are the 'FBI' not the NYPD."