Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Gulu!

Scott couldn't help swallowing his saliva, "Excuse me, are you, the fortune teller, still accepting apprentices?"

He was recently released from prison, but because of his time in prison, no convenience store wanted to hire him. In other words, he doesn't have a proper job right now.

It would be fine if he was alone, but the problem is that he has a daughter who is a few years old to support, and toys, school bags, beautiful clothes, etc., etc.... all require money!

But he can't even support himself, so how can he make up for his debt to his daughter!

"You? You want to learn divination?" Aaron asked in surprise.

"Is it okay?" Scott's eyes were filled with anticipation. His requirements were not high. It would be enough for him to earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan from one divination.

"Dream on." Hank poured a bucket of cold water on his head. "The probability of you becoming a fortune teller is lower than winning the lottery."

“Maybe I have that talent!”

"No, you don't have the talent for divination." Aaron said bluntly, extinguishing the glimmer of hope in Scott's heart.

“I heard you, Scott.” Hank said proudly, “Don’t say you don’t have a talent for divination, even if you do, it’s not possible.

Aaron is only 22 years old. You are such a grown-up and want to be his apprentice. Even if you don't have any shame, you can't deny others' shame."

The corner of Scott's mouth twitched, and he laughed dryly to change the subject, "Let's do divination first!"

"Before you do the divination, you have to tell me what you want to divine, right?

Career? Health? Love? Family? Or friendship?"

"Hmm..." Scott groaned for a moment, "Hank has a student, Darren Krauss, who is trying to replicate Hank's Pym particles, and he is almost successful."

"It has been successful." A female voice came from the headset, "I saw it with my own eyes."

"This is Hope, Hank's daughter," Scott introduced.

"Hank Pym is a genius, and your student is even better than him."

"Thank you for the compliment, but the problem now is that Darren intends to use this technology to create revolutionary weapons, and has already reached a deal with the former SHIELD Defense Minister, which will cause chaos in the world."

"Then you should go to SHIELD. I'm also familiar with the Avengers..."

“No, this technology must not fall into the hands of others. I don’t trust either S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Avengers.

Don't think I don't know that there was a civil war in SHIELD and the Avengers almost dropped a country from the sky."

Aaron nodded in understanding, "So?"

"So I plan to have Scott sneak into Darren's company, destroy the Wasp suit he designed and all the data, and stop their deal." Hank paused, "Darren has strengthened the company's security, all entrances have sensors, and even the vents have micro-mesh filters.

Even Ant-Man would have a hard time sneaking in with this kind of defense. We need help, and you are one of the few people I can trust..."

"I refuse." Aaron interrupted without hesitation, "Hank, I'm just a fortune teller, not an agent, let alone a superhero."

"You're being modest. I've done some research since you approached me." Hank said speechlessly, "The results of the investigation surprised me greatly. You can be considered a powerful external aid to S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers.

More importantly, besides you, the only options left to us are Scott’s three unreliable friends. I have never seen more unreliable kids than them.”

"Hank." Scott patted his forehead and couldn't help but speak up for his friend, "They are not naughty kids."

"To me, they are just naughty kids, and they are indeed unreliable." Hank laughed and scolded angrily, "Aaron, you haven't seen them. If you have seen them, you will feel like you have failed before the operation even started."

"Hank, I'm very sorry to interrupt you." Scott interrupted tiredly, "Let's not talk about whether this fortune teller is willing to help. Even if he is willing to help, how much work do you think he can do alone?

Whether you want to admit it or not, he alone can’t help me sneak in.”

Hank was silent for a while, and his tone suddenly became bitter. "Does that mean we have to find your three cronies?"

"If you have any other options."

"He didn't." Hope sighed helplessly, "No one can stand his stubborn temper, and it's too late."

Hank Pym: ...

He never expected that he, the first generation Ant-Man, would one day work with unemployed vagrants.

"Huh!" Hank took a deep breath and suppressed his grievance. "Aaron, come on, are you willing to help?"

Aaron pursed his lips, and the long-lost system prompt sound rang in his mind.

"The host has triggered a new system task. Please check the task panel in time."

"Open task panel."

[Destroy Darren Krause's Wasp uniform and its data;

Completing the mission will reward you with 500 magic points; there will be no penalty for mission failure; do you accept it? 】

"Accept." Aaron made a decision silently in his heart, and then smiled, "For world peace, I can help you this time.

But let me be clear in advance, I am only responsible for providing support or providing a safety net, I am not responsible for anything else.

As for the reason, I don’t want to overly affect Scott’s life trajectory, you should understand what I mean.”

Hank nodded after thinking carefully. Scott was the key to bringing his wife back from the quantum realm, and nothing could go wrong before that.

He specifically asked Scott to ask Aaron for help just to add some insurance.

"Is that enough? Can I do the divination?"

Aaron shrugged and placed the crystal ball on the divination table.

As consciousness immerses itself in it, layers of fog are gradually lifted.

Gunshots rang out, a figure fell to the ground... screams of pain, roars of anger... explosions... a very distinctive yellow combat suit.

"Interesting, really interesting." Aaron smiled with interest.

"What did you predict?" Scott asked hurriedly.

"Are you asking if you guys stopped Darren Krause?"

"if not?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't see the final result, but I saw some details, particularly exciting details.

Gunfire, blood, explosions... All in all, it looks like your plan isn't going to go smoothly."

Hearing this, Scott froze in his tracks, "Isn't this a bit too intense?"

"It's quite intense. You'd better be prepared to fight, and be prepared to die in battle."

Gulu!

Scott swallowed and said with difficulty: "Hope, if I die, you will take good care of my daughter for me, right?"

"What are you thinking about!" Hank interrupted unhappily, "When Aaron recommended you to me before, he mentioned the revelation of fate. At least you won't die trying to stop Darren."

"Really?" Scott asked doubtfully.

Aaron spread his hands and said nothing.

"Come back first! We need to make some plans.

Scott, call those three naughty kids over here too."

"Ok."

......

Hank Pym's house.

Aaron met Hank Pym's daughter Hope, and Scott's three friends, Louis, Kurt, and Dave.

After meeting Louis and the other two, he barely understood Hank's feelings.

Aaron feels that he is not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance, but these three...Louis is smiling and full of humor, Kurt has a stern face and looks miserable, and Dave is a little more normal, but he exudes a mysterious confidence.

It seems normal that Hank has no confidence in such a strange combination.

"It's not often that we see this kind of situation." Louis said with a smile, "We robbed someone's house and were invited back. After all, we just robbed your house."

"What?" Aaron raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Is this true?"

"I stole an old motorcycle suit," Scott said bitterly. "That was definitely the biggest failure of my life."

Aaron immediately understood something and patted his shoulder sympathetically, "You chose this path yourself, you have to finish it even if you have to kneel down!"

"Haha! I'm already walking. Don't you know how Hank trained me?"

"Are you sure they can do it?" Hope asked unconfidently.

"We can do it, we are professionals," Louis said immediately.

"Please forgive me for not having much confidence in you." Hank crossed his arms and said bluntly.

"Wait, everyone, come and take a break and relax!

"Guys, I'm pretty good at this." Dave said proudly, "We broke into this haunted house, didn't we?"

"I let you in." Hank said lightly. If it wasn't for testing Scott's ability, these people wouldn't even be able to get through his door, let alone open his safe.

"Then, I can also say that I asked you to let me in."

"Don't worry, they can handle it." Scott stood up and said.

"Yeah, we can handle it," Louis smiled.

"Have you got your work permit?"

"He entered it into the system," Hope said.

"I entered it into the system."

Dave immediately pointed two fingers at him, "System!"

"The system!"

"Yeah! We're dead." Hank forced a smile.

"Okay, I have to show you something," Scott said, and walked out of the room.

Hank took a deep breath, spread out the company's topographic map, and patiently explained the route of action to Louis and others.

Although he didn't have much hope for these people, he could only try his best now. It would be good to have a little more confidence.

......

"When you get to this corner, you will see three offices on the left..."

While Hank was holding a pen and explaining the route map attentively, Scott walked in wearing a red and black Ant-Man suit.

"Damn!" Louis stood up in amazement, staring at Scott in disbelief with wide eyes.

click!

Scott pressed a button on his helmet and the visor opened, revealing his face.

"Wow! That's cool dude."

"Listen, this is going to be a little weird." Scott gave his friend a heads-up, "Okay! It's weird, but it's safe. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Dad, how could I be scared?" Louis smiled very familiarly.

"really?"

"real."

"That's good." Scott smiled and nodded, closed his helmet, and pressed the regulator on his right hand.

With a 'swish' sound, Scott disappeared in front of the people.

This time it wasn't just Louis, Kurt and Dave also made sounds of astonishment, "This, this is a trick of the gypsies."

"This, this, this must be witchcraft." Scott's voice sounded in Louis' ears.

“Wow! This is amazing.

It's like a David Copperfield trick." Louis looked around slowly. "How did you do that, man?"

"Don't freak out, look over your shoulder," Scott said.

Louis turned his head and glanced over his shoulder. A miniature man was standing on his shoulder, waving his hands and greeting him.

"Ah!!!" Louis was frightened and slapped his shoulders while running, "Get down, get down, go away, go away."

"Wait, I thought 'Dad' wouldn't be scared."

Seeing this scene, Aaron's mouth twitched slightly.

He has been in this world for so long and has collaborated with others before.

But who are his partners? The Avengers, the X-Men, they are elite agents at worst, but this time... the quality of his partners seems a bit too low.

After a while, Scott and Louis, who looked excited, returned.

Hank continued his explanation, including the principles of the suit and what they would do next.

Because Klaus's precautions against Ant-Man blocked normal infiltration methods, Scott could only risk entering the company through the main water valve, which required someone to go to the building's control center to adjust the water pressure.

But Hank and Hope will be with Klaus at that time, so we can only place our hopes on Louis and others.

Until night fell, everyone who had rested well gathered around the conference table again.

Scott carefully memorized the route map on the table, then looked up at the others, "Okay, now we are all clear, everyone knows their mission, right?"

"Dave." Scott looked at Dave and said.

“Guarantee transportation.”

"Kurt."

“Remote monitoring.”

"Louis."

"Brother, I can wear the uniform now." Louis said with a happy smile, "I have finally waited for this day."

"Louis." Scott stared at him seriously.

"Sorry, I wanted to say I'm fine, just a little excited.

And your girlfriend is really hot, so that makes me nervous too." Louis spoke quickly, and then looked at Hope, "You are a very beautiful lady."

Hope's eyes twitched slightly and he complained silently.

"Oh my God!" Hank looked at the ceiling with dull eyes, and once again regretted asking these three unreliable kids for help.

puff!

Aaron couldn't help laughing, but when he noticed a few black lines on Hank's face, he quickly restrained his expression.

Louis' words were undoubtedly a huge blow to a single old man who had been separated from his wife for 20 or 30 years. In Hank's eyes, Scott was just a "yellow-haired guy" and a lifelong enemy of his old father who wanted to snatch his daughter away.

But now he can only count on and endure this 'yellow-haired', not only to stop Klaus, but also to bring his wife Jenny back from the quantum realm.