[Comprehensive] When Iron Man turns on codeword mode

Rosalie returned to the office after her morning meeting, and her long-awaited assistant, Keira, followed her with pumpkin juice and stuffed a few volumes of manuscripts into her hands.

The manuscript was packed in a ginger-yellow kraft paper bag tied with a bright red ribbon. It was a big bulging bag, and it was heavier than "Hogwarts: A School History" in your hand.

Rosalie struggled to reach for her wand with her other hand and cast a perfect levitation spell on the manuscript, the pressure on her hand disappearing in an instant.She shook her sore arm and asked the assistant, "What is this?"

Keira blinked innocently: "Manuscripts, since you posted the acceptance information on Twitter, the manuscripts have been rushing towards us like pieces of paper~"

Rosalie: "This metaphor is not good. The manuscript was originally written on parchment, so I typed it back and rewritten it."

Keira: "Manuscripts are flying towards us like owls? Are manuscripts raining down on us? Manuscripts are flying towards us like Galleons?"

Rosalie undid the ribbon rudely: "The first two sentences are okay, but the last sentence is a bit unrealistic: When did Jin Gallon fly to us?"

Kaila: "In my dream. Look, boss, I always think about you in my dream of getting rich. Are you moved?"

Rosalie: "..."

After driving away the neural assistant, Rosalie took the manuscript out of the brown paper bag, looked at the title—"Twilight Iron", and then looked at the signature—Iron Man Ski.

With luck, Rosalie turned to a page of the manuscript and read it carefully: "...When I put the book on the table and sat down, I didn't raise my eyes, but I still saw it from the corner of my eye. The change in Tony's posture... I sniffed my hair secretly, and my hair smelled like strawberries..."①

Rosalie turned to the first page to check the heroine's name, and it was no surprise that she saw "Rosalie Scamander" in large characters, goddamn Tony Stark!

She put down the manuscript, grabbed her cell phone and called Tony.

The other side picked it up quickly, with a frivolous tone: "Hello, my dear Rosalie, would you like to ask me out to dinner?"

Rosalie: "The dementors just invited you to dinner. I just want to reveal some inside information to you. For example, I just rejected the manuscript of a certain author named Iron Man Ski."

Tony: "Wow, that's unfortunate. May I ask why the manuscript was rejected?"

Rosalie couldn't help roaring: "Because I'm an original literary editor! Original! He copied the content of "Twilight", just changing the names of people will not work."

Tony: "Okay, I get it, and I think Iron Man Sky gets it too. So, do you want to have dinner with me?"

Rosalie hung up the phone harshly: "I'd rather have dinner with a dementor!"

Kayla, who was sitting at the door, poked her head out from behind the computer: "What's wrong with the boss?"

It's really unreasonable to dare to ask questions knowingly!

Rosalie threw the manuscript at her vigorously, and Keira tapped her wand wittily, and the flying manuscripts instantly turned into cute snow-white birds, chirping and flying around the office.

"Go, fly to Magda next door." Rosalie chased the bird out, "If you can't hold back the urge to poop, please feel free. Magda's Persian rug welcomes poo from the air."

Keira said that this is not good: "Be careful that Magda puts you on small shoes."

Rosalie flicked her long hair: "I dare to cheat Iron Man Sky's draft, who am I afraid of? And you, don't talk to me, I'm angry!"

The clever assistant came over with a chocolate crucible cake and apologized: "Boss, I was wrong, don't be angry, you haven't recovered from the facelift you just had."

Rosalie was in a hurry: "You just had a facelift! Tell me, how much did you charge him?"

Keira shook her head: "I am full of integrity, half of Nat was confiscated. I was completely moved by Mr. Stark's devotion to literature..."

Rosalie: "Well, it seems that I have received quite a lot of money. No wonder I can write a sentence like 'Manuscripts are flying towards us like Galleons'. Art really comes from life."

Kayla: "..."

After sending the assistant to the tea room to steal the editor-in-chief's snacks, Rosalie slumped on the soft leather chair, reflecting on the mistakes she made eight months ago.It was that mistake that started her relationship with Tony Stark...

No!Only evil, no fate.And it's not an ordinary sin, it's Voldemort's real sin, and Grindelwald's big sin.

It was a beautiful sunset evening, and she and her assistant, Kayla, left the beachside restaurant after dinner, and were going to collapse on the beach chairs, drink some cocktails, watch the sunset and so on.

The sand still retains the residual heat of the sun, warming the feet of tourists.The sea breeze gently stirred the blue sea surface, and the air was filled with the salty smell of sea water and the strange smell of insect repellent water.

After Rosalie lay down comfortably, she turned on the iPad and continued reviewing manuscripts.She just read a very good detective novel, with beautiful writing, strong logic and moving story, she must sign this book before others.

After ordering a cocktail, Keira looked back and saw that the boss was working again. She couldn't help but said, "Boss, we're on vacation! Can you look up at the bikini beauty and the man with six-pack abs on the opposite side? He's been working hard for a long time." For the whole year, just wait for today to blind your eyes, you should cooperate!"

Rosalie didn't even look up: "Shut up Keira, this book is great! I must get it!"

Keira leaned over to take a look, and was instantly attracted by the author's moving description: "Even if you squeeze your head, I will help you snatch it! Do you want me to hack your competitor's mailbox?"

Rosalie rolled her eyes: "You are not Iron Man, what kind of elite hacker are you pretending to be? Go and call the author, please give full play to your excellent persuasive power!"

Kaila suddenly realized, and ran to the rest area with her mobile phone to make a call.

Rosalie continued to read the manuscript, and was reading that the protagonist and the murderer were fighting to the death in the vegetable market, when there was a piercing scream in front of her.Reluctantly, she raised her head, just in time to see a black wind blowing sand across the sea, and there was a faint human face in the wind.

Death eaters?Rosalie couldn't help frowning, and reached for the wand in the bag.

Although she has not attended an Auror training class, nearly half of her parents' friends are famous Aurors.During the holidays, they often met at Sirius' house to tell the children what they had seen at work, so Rosalie was no stranger to Death Eaters.

Curious tourists kept taking pictures of the black wind, unaware that the danger was right in front of them.Rosalie cursed secretly, and rushed over to push the fearless photographer away: "Get out of the way! That's a Death Eater!"

After the photographer was pushed away, he wanted to make trouble for Rosalie, but when he heard the word "Death Eater", he immediately ran out, even the expensive lens that fell into the sand. I don't care to pick it up.

The big brother ran and shouted: "There are Death Eaters! Get out of the way!"

The crowd dispersed with a whoosh. The adults hugged the children, and the children dragged the smaller pet dogs. In the blink of an eye, there was not even half a hair on their legs left. The beach, which was originally full of people, suddenly quieted down.

Rosalie: "..."

It seems that the Magic Congress of America spent hundreds of millions of dollars to publicize the dangers of Death Eaters. Looking at everyone's vigilance, we must give the publicity team a thumbs up.

She turned her head and saw the Death Eater standing firmly by the sea.He was wearing a dirty Azkaban prison uniform, his hair was unkempt, his nails were dark, and his skin was festered in several places.

Rosalie felt nauseous and really hoped he wouldn't laugh at her.

As expected, the Death Eater grinned at her grinningly, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth, and the stench was blowing in the wind. Rosalie couldn't hold it back and vomited.

The Death Eater was suddenly furious. He waved the wand he stole from nowhere and shouted, "Avadasso—"

"Drowsy!" Rosalie quickly avoided the attack, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.At such a life-threatening moment, she can't care about her cleanliness anymore.

It's a pity that the stun spell missed.

The Death Eater was even angrier: "How dare you—worse—ah!"

The Death Eater couldn't finish chanting the curse. Accompanied by the strong drumming of rock music, an iron can flying at high speed knocked him away.

"Iron Man?" Rosalie thought she had misunderstood, "Muggles...Why are American No-Majs here?"

"Miss, can you...can you wave your magical wand to tie him up?" The tin can spoke, "We were notified shortly, and the Auror support has not arrived yet."

Rosalie quickly recalled the little magic Harry Potter taught her, and was frustrated to find that he hadn't taught her the binding spell: "Um... I don't know the binding spell, can I turn him into a stone?"

Tin Can: "Also... that's fine too."

So Rosalie walked over, ready to turn the Death Eater into stone.But the fugitive was dishonest. The moment she raised her wand, he jumped up and hugged the tin can closest to him.

"Leave me alone! Turn us into stones!" Iron Can held the Death Eater's hand, making him unable to break free, "Wait! Can No-Maj turn back into stone? If I can't go back, can you want--"

"All petrochemical!"

The rock music with strong drumbeats stopped abruptly, and the tin can and the Death Eater who was holding him fell to the ground with a bang, their legs stretched straight, looking as hard as stone.

The sea breeze and the music were too loud, and Rosalie couldn't hear his words clearly. Fortunately, this magic was not effective for a long time, and the chattering tin can would recover after half an hour.

"Sorry." Rosalie said to the mask of the tin can, "This magic has very little effect on the human body, and you will be fine."

The Aurors who came later thanked her for her bravery and did not accuse her of turning the tin can into a stone. The situation is critical!Rosalie didn't take it seriously either. After saying goodbye to the Aurors, she lay back on the beach chair and continued reviewing manuscripts.

Then, her nightmare began.

Tony Stark obtained her room number through some unknown method, and sent a bouquet of roses that night.The roses were beautiful and fragrant, and Rosalie's allergic rhinitis broke out immediately, and she sneezed dozens of times, scaring the room manager almost to call 911②.

Keira read the contents of the card to her: "Dear Miss Rosalie Scamander, I have not regained feeling in my hands and feet, and you are responsible for me. Angry but eager to see you again, Tony. Stark."

"I should be angry, he is harassment!" Rosalie hugged the tissue box and blew her nose loudly, "Throw the flowers out, my arms have started to grow little red bumps!"

Keira found out the anti-allergy medicine: "Boss, you are so delicate!"

Rosalie swallowed the pill: "Kayla, shut up."

The author has something to say: ①The original text comes from page No.17 of "Twilight. Twilight" by Relay Publishing House, Tony naughty~~~

②911: The comprehensive emergency call in the United States.

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