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Hermione looked at Fury with skepticism: "...Shouldn't I know? It's common knowledge in the universe!"

Fury: "..."

Sorry, that's on me.

He did know about the Kree, but it was over a decade ago, when he was just a regular S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. The incident with Carol opened his eyes to the universe's vastness.

But he wouldn't share that with Hermione.

Hermione's inner thoughts: Do you think I don't know?

Next, Fury showed Hermione several more items, all of which she identified effortlessly.

This made Fury feel quite pleased.

Treating Miss Wizard well was truly worth it. Hermione herself was a treasure trove, akin to a walking encyclopedia!

At some point, he started thinking like two little wizards from another world.

When in doubt, ask Hermione!

Before leaving, Fury cast a reluctant glance at Goose, who stood obediently on Hermione's shoulder.

Until Hermione vanished from sight, Goose didn't look back at him.

In the end, my efforts were in vain!

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After leaving S.H.I.E.L.D., dusk settled, and Hermione strolled down the street, contemplating her next moves.

As she passed an alleyway, she suddenly halted.

Looking around, she realized the street was deserted, and an eerie atmosphere began to spread.

"Bang!"

A gunshot shattered the night's silence.

"Clang!"

Hermione was encased in a spherical shield, and a bullet clattered to the ground.

"Lumos Maxima!"

The night sky lit up, revealing a group of heavily armed mercenaries that had quietly surrounded her.

The sudden burst of light blinded those nearest, causing them to yank off their night vision goggles, covering their eyes and crying out in pain.

"We've been spotted, attack!"

A voice crackled over the radio, as more armed men, accompanied by the rustling of footsteps, approached Hermione.

Numerous drones appeared overhead, guns trained on her.

Seeing the transparent shield around Hermione, the leader's eyes widened with shock.

"Fire!"

He made a quick decision and issued the command.

Instantly, a barrage of gunfire erupted, crackling like fireworks.

Unfortunately, the transparent shield absorbed the bullets, only creating slight ripples without any signs of breaking.

Hermione snorted.

As if! Her level 2 Shield Charm could already withstand most missile impacts. Now at level 3, bullets were no threat.

"Impossible!"

The armed men exclaimed.

Before arriving, they were briefed that they might face a superpowered individual. Discovering she was just a young girl, they underestimated her.

An assault team with over forty members, substantial firepower, plus drone support.

So what if she had superpowers? How many divisions did she command?

They'd taken down superpowered individuals before.

But the scene before them defied belief.

"Keep firing! Her shield can't last forever!"

Seeing Hermione's calm demeanor, the leader gritted his teeth and shouted, "RPG!"

At his command, multiple rockets streaked from the rooftops towards Hermione.

"Boom!"

Several RPGs exploded around her.

The armed men ceased fire and cautiously advanced.

As the smoke cleared, Hermione's figure emerged, unscathed, not even a speck of ash on her.

The mercenaries gaped, momentarily forgetting to pull their triggers.

While Hermione could easily ignore their firepower, passivity wasn't her style.

"Expulso!"

Boom!

A massive fireball erupted among the crowd, scattering those nearby in a sudden explosion.

Its power exceeded even RPGs!

And that was just the beginning.

Hermione waved her wand like a conductor, directing a magical symphony.

"Diffindo!"

"Expulso!"

"Incendio!"

"Ventus!"

Fire, explosions, winds, sand, and blood interwove on the battlefield. Hermione, a human spell battery, unleashed magic with abandon.

Her heart soared with joy.

For so long, she'd restrained herself, never having the chance to use lethal magic freely. She'd always hoped for a day to fulfill that wish.

She hadn't expected it to come so soon.

Only when the screams subsided, leaving just one survivor, did Hermione pause.

Feeling the souls torn apart by an inexplicable force, transforming into pure energy within her, she felt satisfied.

Combat, exhilarating!

The last remaining man sat on the ground, staring at Hermione like she was the devil.

Hermione approached him, each step echoing like a heartbeat.

"No, don't come any closer!"

The armed man, terrified, waved his hands frantically.

"Alright, I won't come over. You come here."

Hermione stopped, granting his request, and then used a Summoning Charm to pull him over.

Suspending the armed man before her, Hermione examined the emblem on his chest.

The Ten Rings?

Why would the Ten Rings attack her?

Shouldn't they be targeting Tony? Was it because she'd been with Pepper a lot lately?

"Who are you and why... Never mind, I'll see for myself."

Hermione ignored the man's incoherent babbling, opting not to interrogate him.

"Legilimens!"

Instantly, Hermione's consciousness entered the man's mind.

Countless images flashed by, depicting his life experiences.

Moments later, Hermione opened her eyes, understanding the situation.

Blasted Ten Rings!

These weren't Ten Rings members. They were S.H.I.E.L.D. or HYDRA operatives in disguise!

Their efficiency was impressive. She'd lectured them in the morning, and they organized an attack by afternoon.

Disguised as Ten Rings members, they aimed to pin the blame on terrorists if the mission failed. Deeply hidden, they could only act through S.H.I.E.L.D.'s facade.

They couldn't go too far, or Fury would notice.

But they misjudged her strength, underestimated her defenses, and overestimated their firearms.

When she faced Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest, she injured him because he was unfamiliar with firearms. By the time he realized, he was already riddled with holes.

Otherwise, Quirrell would have cast a Shield Charm, and she'd be powerless.

A "Diffindo" finished off the last man, and Hermione turned to leave.

Suddenly, a subtle disturbance in the air caught her attention.

A syringe appeared out of nowhere, aiming for her neck!