Magic Journey from Hogwarts

In the evening, a plane lifted a glass case containing the boulder and slowly lowered it from above into the circular pit in the center of the room.

Everyone carefully checked the machines to ensure they were functioning properly.

Mike and May walked in and looked at the various machines in the room. "A room full of antique equipment. It looks a bit like your office, Captain."

"What are the chances of success?" Mei asked.

“I don’t know, but there is a chance of success.”

"Mike, push that lever for me.

No, the one that's pulled down, the one next to it, push it up."

Fitz directed Mike to push the joystick, and then impatiently pulled down the main switch.

All of a sudden, various gears of different sizes began to turn, and the pointer on the dashboard began to swing rapidly.

The whole room seemed to come alive, making tractor-like noises.

The ground shook slowly, and the huge rock in the pit finally changed, turning into liquid like boiling water.

Fitz carefully approached with the flashlight and shone the light on the dark liquid surface. "It can stay open."

"Light, I need more light."

"What do you need light for?" Aaron bumped Randolph's arm. "It's pitch black no matter how you look at it!"

"It should be a signal. If the light can be transmitted to that world through the portal, and his girlfriend happens to see it, maybe he can get out by himself."

"Oh!" Aaron nodded in realization, but then he suddenly thought of something and opened his eyes wide, "Fitz, turn off your flashlight."

Fitz seemed to have heard nothing at all. He just stared blankly at the dark portal, as if Simmons would jump out of it at the next moment.

"Shit!" Aaron cursed inwardly, immediately stepped forward to snatch the flashlight and threw it out of the room.

"What are you doing?" Fitz roared angrily.

boom!

The machines in the room made abnormal popping noises and the lights flickered.

After all, these machines have a history of hundreds of years. Although they can be started normally, their quality and efficiency cannot be guaranteed.

"There's trouble." Mike said immediately, "The gear seems to be stuck."

"Turn it off, Randolph."

"OK!" Randolph immediately walked to the controller and pulled down the switch.

click!

I don’t know if it was because the Asgardian was too strong or the machine was out of date, but the control rod was pulled off by him.

Fortunately, the machine also stopped working, and the liquid portal turned into a boulder again.

"I think it can be fixed." Randolph smiled guiltily.

"It's good that it can be closed." Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw Fitz swinging his fist and hitting him in the face.

Aaron tilted his head back, dodging the punch and kicked out.

With a dull thud, Fitz flew backwards several meters.

"My mother has never slapped me in the face since I was a child." Aaron snorted coldly.

"Why did you stop me?" Fitz's voice was hoarse, tears in his eyes, "Simmons may have seen the light signal. If she rushes over and the portal is closed again... it will be a huge blow."

"Idiot, fool, stupid." Aaron sneered and spat out cold words, "You think she didn't die fast enough!"

"That's understandable." Randolph shrugged. "Love is the most terrible and inexplicable drug. It can make people lose their minds."

"Luckily I'm here, and fortunately you turned off the machine in time, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable."

"What do you mean?" Coulson asked puzzledly.

"You forget the pain after the wound heals, that's you, Coulson.

That's a strange world!" Aaron said meaningfully, "In other words, Simmons may not be the only one trapped in it.

Desolate, dilapidated, lonely and hopeless, what kind of creatures can be nurtured in such an environment?

Cruel, vicious, and willing to do anything to survive.

Of course, this is just my guess, the worst outcome, but you cannot deny that such an outcome is possible.

When Fitz beamed that light over, he was announcing a message to that world: The exit is right here, if you want to escape, hurry up and get here!"

Hearing this, Fitz suddenly realized something, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

"What will happen if a wolf and a sheep set out towards the same goal at the same time?

Professor Randolph, you are the wisest among us, can you explain it to me?"

"Ah, this..." Randolph smiled awkwardly but politely, and asked in a low voice with some reluctance: "Do you have to be so cruel?"

"Who told him to hit me just now?" Aaron curled his lips, "Forget it, let me answer! The answer is that the sheep will be eaten without leaving any residue.

And Simmons is a woman. Although she is not very pretty, she is still a woman. A woman’s fate may be even worse..."

"Stop talking." Fitz roared angrily, with bloodshot eyes.

"I don't know if I stopped you in time, but I'm sure I stopped him in time." Aaron looked at Coulson with sharp eyes, "What are you holding in your hand?"

"Uh...flare gun."

"Beautiful!" Aaron clapped his hands. "Luckily your shot didn't go in."

"Everyone," May suddenly interrupted, "I think we need a doctor."

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Skye slumped in May's arms with two lines of blood under his nostrils.

Skye forced a smile and waved his hand weakly, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be fine after a while."

"What's wrong with you? You were fine just now!" Coulson asked.

"That pulsing sound was killing me," Skye said.

"What's that pulsing sound?"

"Are you kidding? It's so noisy."

"I think you're the only one who heard it." Aaron spread his hands and said, "This stone is a secret weapon left by the Kree to destroy the Inhumans. It's only natural that the Inhumans will be affected when it is activated!"

"Let's fix the machine first!" said Randolph.

"Yes, let's fix the machine first." Fitz cheered up, "I should send a probe over first, so that we can see the situation on the other side and find Simmons."

"How to fix it? We don't understand how the machine works." said Mike.

But Fitz obviously didn't want to listen, and he sorted out the broken parts of the machine by himself, "It must be fixed."

It’s a pity that I can’t use magic, otherwise I could just cast a repair spell and all the problems would be gone.

Aaron complained in his heart and silently took out the Demon Book from the space ring, "Repairing machines is not my area of ​​expertise, so I can't help you much.

Professor Randolph, it's rare for us to meet, and I have some academic questions that I'd like to discuss with you."

"Oh!" Randolph also showed some interest. "What's the problem?"

"I wonder if you have any research on demons?"

Randolph's face changed slightly, and after a moment's silence, he said, "I advise you to change the question. The water here is very deep, and I dare not wade in it."

"It's not a misunderstanding." Aaron smiled casually, "I just want to know some stories about demons. Reading books is too troublesome, so I just asked you, a living fossil."

Randolph opened his mouth hesitantly, as if he was very afraid of the topic of demons, "Not everything in the book is false.

Just like the Asgard mythology, although it is very different from reality, Asgard does exist.”

"Professor, you really think too much.

Let me reiterate that I simply want to know some stories about demons.

To be honest, I'm writing a book recently and I need some material related to demons, so I wanted to find some inspiration from you."

"Just that?" Randolph asked doubtfully.

"What else? I'm just a mortal. Why would I have the time to ask about demons?"

"That's right!" Randolph nodded slightly. "Well, I'm a professor after all! No one knows the stories circulating on Earth better than me."

"Wait a moment." Aaron took out the magic carpet from the space ring and spread it on the corner. Then he took out a bottle of high-quality brandy, ginger fruit, cake snacks, "Okay, it's almost done. There has to be some sense of ceremony."

"Hmm? Hmm!" Randolph was surprised for a moment and then showed a satisfied smile, "I have to say, Mr. Gaius, you are more humane than Coulson."

"I'm not an agent after all." Aaron took Abe to sit down and then made a gesture of invitation, "Please start your story."

Randolph poured himself a glass of wine and tasted it carefully. "Not bad. It ranks among the top ten wines I have ever drunk."

"Good wine goes with a good story," Aaron said seriously.

"Ahem!" Randolph took another sip with some embarrassment, and then said slowly: "Demons are the symbol of evil, the enemy of God and mankind, and they often use their power to deceive, manipulate, play with or ravage humans.

The most famous among the demons is Lucifer, who was once an archangel before the throne of God. Later, he rebelled against heaven and fell into hell. But even in hell, he is one of the most powerful demon monarchs.

In addition to Lucifer, there are Mammon, Asmodeus, Baal, Levianson, Beelzebub, Belia...”

Aaron poured wine for Randolph and took out a small notebook to write it down.

What he told were definitely mythological stories circulated on Earth, but after all, he had lived on Earth for so many years and had some understanding of the real situation.

Under the influence of alcohol, he might reveal some valuable information.

Coulson looked at this unpleasant scene with a twitching mouth, not knowing what to say.

"They..." Mike covered his face, unable to bear to look directly at it, "Why do I feel like they are here for sightseeing?"

"Forget it! Just pretend you didn't see it." Coulson said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. What else could he do? He was also helpless.

Neither Randolph nor Aaron were easy to deal with, and he had no right to order them to do anything, not to mention that they were now in need of help.

Time passed minute by minute, Coulson and others worked hard to reinstall the broken machines in the room, but the results were somewhat unsatisfactory.

"It will collapse again. We need to reinforce the link." said Fitz.

"Reinforce? How?" Mike frowned and said, "I'm not trying to discourage you, but most of the equipment is underground, and we can't tear down the castle."

"Why can't it be demolished?" Fitz realized that he was a little too emotional as soon as he finished speaking, and immediately added: "That's the last resort."

"Alas!" Mike sighed and continued, "We are lucky that the room is in this shape, otherwise the machine might have shattered it and buried us."

"Wait." Fitz grasped the point sharply, "Right, that's it.

Just like the professor said, quantum harmonic oscillation theory."

"Who called me?" Randolph stood up in a daze, "Have you guys fixed it?"

"It can be considered repaired!" Mei said with some embarrassment, "but it is just a repeat of the situation just now, maybe even worse."

"Fitz, keep going!" said Coulson.

"The room is a very odd shape for its time because it was designed to create resonance, to produce a quantized field in the stone."

"That's called professionalism." Randolph said half-jokingly, "I used to be more professional than you, but later I found that it's easier for others to accept me if I speak in plain language."

Fitz was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the puzzled expressions of the others, he reacted, "This room is a speaker, and the machine is a loudspeaker. It is a sub-audio frequency that resonates with the boulder."

"Are you saying you have a way to actually fix the machine?" Mike asked.

"No, I mean I found out..."

"We don't have to fix the machine." Skye seemed to understand what Fitz said, "I can do it. I can open the portal."

"Yes, that's what I mean. Skye can resonate with the frequency of the machine."

"Skye, can you copy it?" Coulson asked.

“It’s already etched in my mind.”

"But your body..." Mei was a little worried, "You almost fainted just now."

"It can still be done in a short period of time. At least I am definitely more reliable than these machines."

"How long can you hold out?"

"About a minute!" Skye said uncertainly.

"If you can't stand it, stop. We can't lose you."

"I can do it."

"Well... I'm not trying to spoil the fun!" Aaron raised his hand and said, "This is a sad reality right before our eyes, you can't just pretend you don't see it.

Even if Skye can open the portal briefly, how can you bring Simmons back within this minute?

Should I send a signal for her to find it? Isn't this risky? What if a murderous monster comes out of the portal?

To take a step back, even if there were no other living things on that planet and she saw the signal, could she get there within a minute?

Another question, is the location of the portal fixed or random?

If it is fixed, it is fine, but if it is random, then trying to get Simmons back is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

After the words fell, Coulson and others looked at each other.

This series of question marks made them silent, their heads were confused, and their hearts were filled with thunder and lightning.

Skye was able to open the portal for one minute despite being injured, but it seemed to be meaningless!