"Wow, I never thought I'd hear an apology from you," Hermione said, feigning surprise. "That's something new."
Tony was anxious, "If you like, I can say it ten times a day from now on, but there's no time now!"
Hermione waved him off, "Relax, I'm more concerned about Pepper than you are. She's got S.H.I.E.L.D. agents watching her, so she's safe."
She continued after a pause...
Hermione shook her head, smiling:
"Don't worry, I'm not using dark magic like Fiendfyre, just ordinary flames. I'll extinguish it later; it won't harm him."
Dark magic... Pepper felt relieved initially but then realized she'd heard something astonishing and decided not to dwell on it.
Though it was her first time seeing Hermione's fiery side, Pepper wasn't afraid. Instead, ...
"Magic likely uses one's own power as energy, with spells as a medium to manipulate the world's rules. As for wands, they stabilize and channel this power... Never mind, it's too complicated to explain to a Muggle. I'll bring you a book later. You can read a first-grade magic theory textbook yourself. You're smart, you should get it," Hermione said absently.
Tony's mouth twitched.
In the Middle East, at the Ten Rings gang camp, several black luxury cars drove in and halted in the center.
A bald man in a suit, accompanied by several tough-looking men—more like mercenaries than entourage—stepped out.
The Ten Rings members watched them warily.
Another bald man emerged from a tent, flanked by two others. Unlike the suited man, this bald man had fierc...
"Hey, little wizard!"
Tony suddenly called out, "Do you want to race? See if it's your magic or my suit that's faster."
Seeing his eagerness, Hermione was momentarily speechless.
Clearly, after her previous teasing, Tony wanted to redeem himself, feeling his pride was at stake.
After all, he's the head of a top military industrial group, a capitalist boss in his fort...
"Boom!!!"
A massive explosion echoed, followed by a fiery blaze lighting up the sky.
The shield cracked and shattered instantly.
Tony was hurled a hundred meters away by the shockwave, regaining stability only after some effort.
He didn't have time to ponder the origin of the shield; his immediate concern was Hermione.
Unfortunately, a quick scan revealed noth...
Tony turned his head stiffly, his pupils widening in disbelief.
Beside him flew a little girl in a black robe, riding a broomstick, matching his speed. Her clothes billowed in the wind as she waved.
Jarvis chimed in, "Sir, a heat source has been detected. There's a humanoid figure to your right..."
"I've seen it!" Tony murmured.
"Sir, analysis suggests this is the cr...
"Where have you been these days? I couldn't reach you by phone or get any messages back!" Pepper exclaimed, holding Hermione tightly.
"Of course, I've been at school!"
"But I've checked all the schools in New York..."
"I don't go to school in New York; I'm at Hogwarts," Hermione clarified, adding after a moment, "It's a wizarding school."
"Oh... a wizarding school......
It's worth mentioning that Malfoy had to be carried out of the Forbidden Forest by Harry and Ron.
His legs were too weak to support him, and he was so shaken he couldn't speak.
Snape was livid when he saw this, venting his frustration on Hagrid and threatening to report the incident to Dumbledore, while also delivering his usual snide remarks to Harry.
Hermione shook her he...
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Did you hear me?"
Draco Malfoy looked displeased.
As a proud Malfoy, heir to one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight pure-blood wizarding families, he'd been riding high among Slytherin's freshmen, with nearly everyone eager to please him.
Except for that annoying Harry Potter, this was the first time someone had ignored him so blatantly.
"I hear you...
Professor McGonagall was initially relieved to see Hermione, Harry, and Ron unharmed. Then she turned her gaze forward.
The scene was chaotic, and when she saw the troll's collapsed form, her eyes widened in shock.
Snape and Quirrell, standing behind her, looked equally grave.
"Can someone explain what happened here?" Professor McGonagall asked the trio.
As Hermione ...
Hogwarts.
Halloween had arrived, and, as per tradition, a joyous feast was underway in the Great Hall.
Hermione beamed as she eyed the table laden with sweets.
If you didn't know magic, you'd surely get a sugar rush first.
At that moment, the doors to the Great Hall burst open, and Professor Quirrell staggered in, shouting in panic, "Trolls! There's a troll in the du...
"The smaller the connection between prophecy and reality, the more fixed the future and the more accurate the vision," Hermione explained.
Though her words sounded a bit convoluted, everyone present wasn't ordinary and quickly grasped her meaning.
The moment the future is known, it changes.
Remember the launch website domain name twkan.com.
Thus, it's crucial to main...
Seeing the situation, Nick Fury said helplessly:
"Miss Potts, we don't wish for this either, but if you want to find Stark, I suggest you listen to us."
"You don't want Stark to be lost forever," Hermione silently added in her heart.
With a light wave of her wand, she lifted the Stalom Curse, allowing Pepper to regain her mobility. She staggered slightly but managed to stay...
Hermione looked at Nick Fury.
"Is this Stark a good person?"
Nick Fury hesitated briefly before nodding decisively, "Yes, he is a good person."
Though he sells arms, is a womanizer, and is arrogant, he's fundamentally a good man.
As the only son of Howard Stark, one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s founders, and a renowned genius scientist, Tony Stark must be rescued, both emotiona...
"Well, I'm a good person," Nick Fury said, his voice wavering slightly.
Even he felt a bit uneasy saying it.
But instead of dwelling on it, he asked bluntly, "Miss Wizard, how many others like you are there in this world?"
Nick Fury posed the question that concerned him most.
"I'm not really sure, but there are about a thousand students at Hogwarts alone, plus Durmst...
"Sister Natasha!"
Seeing Natasha on the hospital bed, Hermione hurried over and threw herself into her arms.
Her head nestled against Natasha's chest, fulfilling a longtime dream from her previous life—to be embraced by the famous Black Widow.
The sudden impact caused Natasha sharp pain, her face paling, the corners of her mouth twitching.
Yet, gazing at the little...
As for who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone, Hermione knows quite well.
It's none other than the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Quirinus Quirrell.
In his early years, Quirrell traveled abroad and encountered the remnants of Voldemort in the forests of Albania. Seeking greater power, he willingly allied himself with Voldemort, allowing him to possess his body.
"Huh?"
Neville was taken aback by Hermione's request. After a moment's pause, he nodded repeatedly, "Oh, okay, sure."
Hermione stood up and moved to Neville's previous seat.
With a flick of her wand, she used a levitation spell to switch the positions of their dinner plates.
Harry, Ron, and the others didn't quite understand, but it wasn't the first time Hermione had...
The other end of the earpiece was silent for several seconds before responding: "Agent Romanoff, you're on the scene and can judge more accurately than I can. How do you think we should approach her? Is she a threat that requires forced apprehension?"
Natasha didn't hesitate: "Absolutely not. We should maintain a good relationship with her and gradually win her over."
The voice on...
[If you don't get up, I will chop you dead! Now get up, you lazy piece o—]
Smack! I slap the alarm, jolting awake to find myself face down under the sheets. Wait—what's that feeling? Bat wings…? On my back? Sticking out from under the covers?
I blink at the ceiling, still reeling from the dream.
"Ugh. I'm still sleepy…"
But then—uh oh.
There's a figu...
"Hehehe~! Hello Devil scum! My name is Freed Sell..."
I interrupt him and say boldly!
"Shut the fuck up! I don't need to know the name of a rejected test-tube baby like you, that can't even keep a job. You're guilty of killing the innocent and bringing misery to this beautiful world... And for making Asia cry! So shut the ever-living fuck up, and struggle to survive...
The next day on the way to school, I caught up with Issei, and began a conversation with him...
Fortunately Motohama hasn't joined us yet.
I said to him...
"Hey brosiff, how was that date with the church holy hotness? Did you get her number, so you can get her to confess, and well you know break her vows?!"
Issei looks sullen,as he is annoyed.
Rias just sighs...
"Sigh, Well cancel the request for tonight, it looks like we may have the same dirty work to clean up!"
This rang a bell for me, so I said.
"Oh? I think this is the stray Devil Viser. Yuck,she is a nasty piece of work!"
I said with a strange smile.
Rias asked me.
"You know this Devil?"
She see...
[Hit it and quit it, baby. Tap that now and wake-]
Tap~! When I woke up to a normal sounding alarm the next day, I found myself alone....
Makes sense Rias didn't have her things for school.
And with my luck my Mom, or worse my Dad, would have walked in on us without her clothes.
"But I do think my lips taste like I was kissed by strawberries,...
Fast forward to lunch time...
I have two hot Japanese women on both sides of me, fighting to be the one to feed me!
My actual girlfriend on my left, and my want-to-be girlfriend on my right!
Tsubaki says to Akeno past me.
"Get your own boyfriend, and leave mine alone! You homewrecker!"
Akeno shoots back at her rival friend...
...
Saji seems to still be pining over Sona, so he ignores the affection of the last two girls that obviously have a small crush on him, kinda sad.
Shit am I doing the same thing too?
As for what I'm going to do about the last two Fallen Angels, the Exorcists, and Asia? For the Fallen, or rather Grigori, I have not seen hide nor hair of them since the last fight.
...
So...
The start of the canon story is upon me!
It's soon going to be my 2nd year in Kuoh Academy!
Remarkably, life has calmed down greatly, and things feel, well, normal?
I can't believe this next school year will be full of upheaval and drama.
Let's start with the events that happened after my first-kill of Dohnaseek...
...
Fuck it, I'm a man!
I uncover my damn eyes from my awkward smelling fingers, and just watch in a daze.
It would be disrespectful to not watch, right? Right?
You might not notice with all the shit going on, but these two look so sinful, and as drawn in an anime, you just can't enjoy this.
I hope my face doesn't look extra stupid right now. (No, jus...
Hmm?
What, no alarm this morning?
Oh, Is Grayfia holding me?
It smells like... not like Grayfia?
No, not only that, I feel arms around both of my arms?!
My eyes shot open... and I froze at what I saw!
I'm in my room, good.
I see long red hair on my right shoulder, less good?
I see long black hai...