Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Okay! This is the only time we see hope in more than ten years, so let's go crazy!" Will sighed deeply, then looked at Aaron, "How do we get there? Don't you have transportation? Where is it?"

"You'll be surprised." Aaron rubbed the space ring on his left hand, and a dark blue blanket appeared in front of everyone, "Ahem! Let me introduce you to a flying blanket, or flying carpet for short, but I prefer to call it a magic carpet.

I bought it with great difficulty and it cost me a lot of money!"

"Since you have this thing, why did you let me drive a motorcycle when you came here?" Coulson said speechlessly. Although riding a flying motorcycle is pretty cool, driving for several hours in a row is not particularly friendly to the legs.

"When we come, we need to announce our arrival to the world, so we have to make a little more noise. But when we leave, there is no need to do that."

Coulson smiled helplessly. Now he had to rely on Aaron for everything, and he had no place to vent his complaints.

“Come on up, everybody.

This may be the most magical experience in your life.

Friendly reminder, it is best not to stand on it, and keep your center of gravity as low as possible, otherwise it is easy to fall off. "Aaron said as he was the first to jump onto the magic carpet floating in the air, and the other three looked at each other and followed suit.

The magic carpet slowly rose and flew at a constant speed towards the coordinates pointed by Aaron.

"It's a desert landscape, lifeless." Aaron looked at the sand on the ground. "It's hard to imagine that you can live on this planet for more than ten years."

"It's not life, it's survival." Will said in a deep voice, "This planet has water, although it's not very clean, and this planet has food, although it's hard to swallow, but as long as you want to live, it's still tolerable.

The only thing that is hard to accept is that there is a monster on this planet. It is like the god of death, following you closely. If you are not careful, you may die under its scythe. "

"Don't exaggerate like that."

“It’s a fact, a fourteen-year game of cat and mouse.

I am a mouse. Can you understand the loneliness and despair in my heart?" Will's voice rose a few notes, "But now the mouse has to face the cat."

"How have you escaped all these years?" Coulson asked, "I mean, you are the one who knows it best, you should know how to avoid it!"

“Don’t get hurt.” Will glanced at Simmons’ injured leg and said meaningfully, “It can smell blood within a certain range and then follow the smell to find you.”

"Uh...don't look at me like that. The wound on my leg has been bandaged."

"But it's not safe. There's a high chance it will find us."

"Does he have any weaknesses?"

"No weakness." Will shook his head solemnly, "I have encountered it many times over the years. I was on the run most of the time, and occasionally I was able to win by using wits.

Gradually I discovered a truth that made me despair: I couldn’t kill it.”

"What do you mean?"

“I said before that Taylor, who came with me, took an axe and broke the equipment, and then came at me.

That was the first time, when I killed it with an axe, almost splitting its chest.

But a few months later I saw it again.”

"How do you know it's this?" Aaron asked curiously, "Haven't you seen it before?"

“I can’t describe it, you’ll understand it when you see it.

The second time, I chopped off its head with a knife."

"And then?" Coulson continued to ask, "There should be a third and fourth time, right?"

"The third time, a bullet to the head, the fourth time, burning, the fifth time, drowning, the sixth time..." Will's voice was getting smaller and smaller, "In short, I have tried every method I can think of, but it just won't die.

Then I realized that the best thing to do once you encounter it is to run away.”

"I understand." Aaron nodded slightly, "It can lose countless times, but you can't afford to lose even once."

"I dare not let myself get hurt, once I get hurt I have to hide and recover.

Because if it finds me while I'm injured, I'll be dead."

"It can't be killed, but its fighting power is not very strong." Aaron touched his chin thoughtfully, "It is very weak now and can only exert the fighting power of an adult male, otherwise you would not be alive until now.

But we have four people here, two well-trained SHIELD agents, a strong man with rich experience in extreme survival, and an alchemist.

No matter how you look at it, four against one, the advantage is in my favor."

"It could also be one against four." Will poured a glass of cold water on Aaron's heart at an inopportune time, "I'm not trying to discourage you, after it falls down, it can stand up again in a few seconds and continue to fight like nothing happened.

But we are different. Our physical strength will be lost in battle, and if one person is injured, it may drag down the other three.

To put it simply, if we can't suppress it at the beginning, it will consume us to death."

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips in disapproval. "From the perspective of ordinary people, what you said is correct, but unfortunately the three of us are not ordinary people."

"Don't be ridiculous." Will rolled his eyes, "I don't know about you two, but Simmons can't even beat me."

“You have been out of touch with the Earth for more than a decade, and the Earth’s development and changes over the years are far beyond your imagination.

Captain America, who has been frozen for seventy years, wakes up; he can transform into the Hulk; there is a genius scientist who can fight an entire army; there is a capitalist who develops an iron armor; and the most outrageous thing is that all the gods in mythology appear.

What is quite popular on Earth now is people with super powers, and several of us have more or less dealt with them.

Especially Coulson, who used his life to control Loki, the god of trickery, for several seconds..."

"Ahem!" Coulson coughed awkwardly. "Keep a low profile. Keep a low profile. Don't bring up this kind of thing."

He was quite proud of surviving a disaster, but these words sounded weird, as if they were a slight distortion of the facts.

"And this one." Aaron looked at Simmons, "Although Simmons is a woman, her experience may be much richer than yours.

She survived a free fall from thousands of meters without a parachute, and was locked in a sealed cabin and thrown into the seabed hundreds of meters deep. "

"Ahem!" Simmons interrupted with a fake smile, "It's just luck that I didn't die."

"You see, she is the one who has a lot of experience in committing suicide."

"What about you?" Simmons asked indignantly, "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

"I have nothing more to say." Aaron spread his hands naturally, "When Coulson was stabbed in the chest by the God of Trickery, I saved him.

When you were about to suffocate in the sea, I was the one who saved you."

Simmons: ...

"Why are you provoking him for no reason?" Coulson didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Believe me, compared to the alien invasion, it is just garbage after being weakened to the level of an ordinary person."

Will was speechless and silently checked the weapons he could use.

These people all have problems with their attitudes, and we may still have to rely on him at the critical moment.

"What is that?" Coulson asked suddenly.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a ruin.

It was a city that had been worn away by wind and sand. Apart from a few tall stone towers, only broken walls and ruins were left. However, even from these alone, one could see how prosperous this ancient city once was.

"It could be the original civilization of this planet!" Aaron frowned slightly, "It looks like it has been destroyed for thousands of years.

The Kree left the monolith behind and drove it to this planet when it was probably in its prime, if not in its prime.

The local civilization was simply unable to stop it, and its destruction seemed inevitable. "

"It's not just civilization." Will said firmly, "In addition to life, there is also the planet itself. It is it that caused the desolation of this planet."

"Do you have any basis for saying that?" Simmons asked.

“There’s no basis for this, I don’t know how to describe it.

But if you saw it, you would feel that way, too.”

call!

Coulson took a deep breath and looked at Aaron seriously, "How long will it take us to get there?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? The portal won't open just because you arrive early."

"If we arrive early, at least we can be prepared. We have to guard the portal no matter what. We must not let that monster return to Earth."

"Wait, I have a different opinion." Simmons suddenly said, "Aaron knows the coordinates, knows when and where the portal will open, but it doesn't know."

"We are in the sky now, and it can't fly..." Simon paused for a moment and asked unconfidently, "It shouldn't fly, will it?"

“I haven’t seen him fly in more than 10 years.

Well! It doesn’t fly.”

"That means we have the best timing and location." Aaron seemed to understand something. "You mean we can go to the sky above the mass grave first, but not to the location where the portal is opened."

“It’s better to be a little further away, but not too far, and to ensure a certain field of vision.

In this way, even if it discovers us, it can't do anything to us because it doesn't have the ability to fly.

Before the portal opens, we just need to lure it farther away, enter the portal first, and then destroy the stone from the outside, and everything will be over."

"This is a good idea and relatively safe." Coulson agreed.

"That's good, but there's a chance you might run into an accident." Will interrupted untimely, "You all just came to this damn planet, and you may not have noticed that the sandstorms on this planet are totally unreasonable.

Mass graves are prone to sandstorms. We can find shelter on the ground, but there is no place to hide in the sky."

"I don't think we need to worry about that." Coulson glanced at Abe in Aaron's arms with a strange look on his face. "With him here, the sandstorm can't threaten us."

"You can do this?" Will looked at Aaron in disbelief. "I've only been away from Earth for a dozen years. Isn't technology developing too fast?"

“This has nothing to do with technology, it’s simply tied to human ability.

I am different from the agents of SHIELD. I can handle what they can handle, and I can also handle what they can't handle.

Right! Agent Coulson? "

Fuck! Isn't this too bullying? Are the Agents of SHIELD really useless?

Coulson's face twitched and he was so angry that he wanted to curse.

But I still had to nod my head reluctantly, even though I felt humiliated inside.

It’s because Aaron was telling the truth, and now they are all on someone else’s magic carpet.

To put it bluntly, Aaron's hands hold their lives and property in his hands. If he is unhappy, he might just throw them down.

Although he is unlikely to do such a thing, what if?

......

More than half an hour later, the magic carpet stopped over a dark area.

"Is this a mass grave?" Simmons looked down nervously. "A depression surrounded by several sand dunes? It just looks a little darker and has a few more boulders."

"Bones." Aaron stared coldly at the ground below. "There are many bones buried under this land. They are all human-shaped, and..."

"And what?" Coulson asked.

“There wasn’t a trace of flesh and blood on the corpse.

I have done some research on forensics, and I can tell you responsibly that this was not caused by natural weathering after death. It was more like it was eaten clean by some creature, leaving no residue at all.

Maybe our previous metaphor is correct, it is the man-eating ant. "

"hiss!"

Simmons took a breath and looked down carefully, suppressing his discomfort.

As a gust of wind blew, more than a dozen withered human skeletons appeared in the sand.

Gulu!

Simmons swallowed and forced himself to calm down, but his arms were already covered with goose bumps.

"You're stronger than I thought." Will said somewhat unexpectedly, "I thought you were going to vomit!"

"I'm an expert in biology and have dealt with corpses many times, but... this is the first time I've seen so many."

"Will, didn't you say there were only three people with you?" Coulson looked at him puzzledly and asked, "There must be at least dozens of times more corpses here!"

“I don’t know for sure, but I have some guesses.

Someone had explored this world before we came in.

Moreover, they are very patient with this world, and they send a team in every once in a while, but these people become part of the mass grave and never have the chance to go back. "

"Your guess may be correct." Aaron nodded in agreement and pointed to a corpse below. "He is holding a sword in his hand. Judging from the style, it must be at least several hundred years old."

"That is to say, in the past few hundred years, or even longer, many people like Will have been sent here one after another."

"more or less!"

"But why?"

"For it." Aaron said without hesitation, "This world is barren and has no valuable resources. We can only do this.

Perhaps it was to serve it and bring it back to Earth.

If that is not possible and you can still provide him with food, humans are probably the most satisfying food for him.”