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Chapter 30

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After Tony said those words, the entire room fell into a dead silence.

At this moment, the two of them were indeed in an extremely difficult situation because the situation in front of them was too serious. The former director of S.H.E.L.D. was the head of Hydra. Who could be sure that the agents he recruited weren't from Hydra?

Except for the dozens of people in the video who were already confirmed to be from Hydra, they had no idea whether the others were loyal or not. They didn't even know who to ask for help.

Not to mention the current director of the Avengers, Nick Fury (who was personally promoted by Pirs), even Black Widow and Eagle Eye, who had fought side by side with them before, were unsure if they could trust them.

The captain looked solemn and asked in a deep voice, "What's your plan?"

"There's no way we can solve this big problem with just the two of us, so," Tony's eyes had completely lost their usual frivolity and became sharp and serious, "We need help. But the problem is — "

The captain suddenly said, "I believe in Banner, Clint, and Natasha."

The two of them looked at each other in silence for a moment. Tony seemed to finally be touched by the persistence and trust in the captain's eyes. He turned his head away and avoided eye contact with the captain.

The captain's eyes were just too honest, as loyal and upright as a big golden retriever. Being stared at by this kind of gaze made one feel that there was no place to hide the haze in one's heart, and they couldn't help but start to feel ashamed of their own dark thoughts.

Tony pursed his lips and compromised, "Okay, I'll contact them right away." He looked at his watch, "Pirs is missing at 4: 10. He didn't go to work, so the rest of the Hydra must be alert and will take action. We don't have much time left."

An hour and a half later, following the captain's pattern, Eagle Eye and Black Widow were kidnapped by Tony in the same way. He used the excuse that there were more people to bring them to this clubhouse. He vividly and vividly portrayed an idiot who was drunk and crazy with his friends.

Anyway, Iron Man's external image has always been that of a jerk. Because he was happy and suddenly did this kind of jerk thing to disturb people's dreams, others will not be surprised. It will only add to his jerk resume.

Fortunately, Eagle Eye and Black Widow hadn't been out on missions recently, so Tony successfully brought them here (of course, he was inevitably kicked and shot at during the process). Doctor Banner, however, was a little too far away, so even if he rushed back, it would be too late.

After learning the whole story, Black Widow and Eagle Eye both realized the seriousness of the matter.

Like Team USA, they both asked Tony how he knew about Pirs's disappearance. Although Black Widow wasn't as easy to deal with as the captain, the mustached tycoon refused to say anything. This matter wasn't the most important thing right now, so Black Widow just let it be.

Even if she had just been shocked speechless by the shocking news of "SHIELD is secretly controlled by Hydra", the Black Widow was worthy of being the Black Widow. She quickly recovered from the shock of hundreds of battles.

"S.H.E.L.D. starts work at eight." She pressed a button on her phone and looked at the time displayed on the lit screen. She calmly said, "It's a quarter past six now. We don't have much time."

"But we don't have a complete plan yet." Clint also frowned. "It's not a good idea to start a fight right away. Also, with Pirs missing, as the top leader of S.H.E.L.D., if we can confirm Frey's identity, it will be of great help to our next operation. "

He looked around and asked for their opinion. "Look —"

Tony rolled his eyes. "Do you think he's an idiot that you can see through at a glance, Fatty? It's already a very risky move to tell you two. "He glanced at Natasha meaningfully." That scheming bastard, it'd be a miracle if we could find out anything about him. "

Natasha didn't mind being doubted by him. She had some history with Iron Man (she was sent by Frey as an undercover agent for a while). She could be considered Frey's confidant, so it was normal for Iron Man to have doubts.

To be honest, she wasn't sure if Frey was innocent or not. Confirming his identity was indeed extremely important. This would determine what they should do next. However, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to investigate his identity without alerting Fury.

Things were in a deadlock.

They saw a green-eyed boy about seventeen or eighteen years old with half-length black curly hair and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses standing at the door.

Harry, who had used Phantom Shift to open the door of the private room with an Alaho Opening, removed the Muggle Neglect Spell. Under the vigilant scrutiny of the Chaoying, he waved his paw at the door and greeted them shyly, "Hi, I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

Then, he scratched his messy hair helplessly and stammered, "Erm, I-I think you might need my help."

— —

After closing the door again, Natasha scanned Harry from head to toe with her eyes that were as sharp as X-rays. Her gaze was so sharp and penetrating that Harry couldn't sit still. He almost wanted to find a hole in the ground and hide in it.

Then, she crossed her arms and looked at Iron Man, who didn't hesitate to let the boy in. "So, who is this boy?"

Tony said vaguely, "A trustworthy child."

"Is he an Avenger Reserve? Did you inform him to come? " Steve frowned in disapproval, his blue eyes looking at Tony with condemnation. "He's still a child. He shouldn't be involved in such a dangerous thing."

Hearing this serious lecture, Tony wanted to roll his eyes again. He snorted coldly in his heart. Kids nowadays are much more capable than you can imagine. This huge problem was discovered by these two 18-year-old kids and handed over to me.

Damn it, he thought of that little bastard who was only eighteen years old but was unbelievably beautiful and mature.

Harry raised his hand and timidly interrupted, "I can really help."

Steve looked at him and smiled at him with tolerance. The light in his blue eyes was exceptionally gentle. "Kid, I know you want to help, but what we're going to do is more dangerous than you can imagine."

Although his tone was tolerant and gentle, Harry still felt that he was being underestimated. He mustered up his courage and protested, "Hey, captain, I'm an excellent wizard who graduated from Hogwarts with all O's. Now, I've even become a heroic Auror. I'm not a useless kid."

Well, as for the exaggeration in this statement —

Harry didn't get an O in Potions class because the professor didn't like him. After a moment of guilt, he became confident again. That's the professor's problem. Anyway, my ability is an O!

Harry convinced himself and returned to his calm self. The person he was talking to, the captain of Team USA, thought he had heard wrong. Huh? Wizard? Auror? What's this? Isn't a wizard a creature that only appears in children's fairy tales?

Clint wasn't much better than him. He stared at Harry with his mouth wide open in shock.

Natasha couldn't stand the silly look on their faces and said with disdain, "You've even seen an alien god. He's just a wizard. What's there to be surprised about?"

She turned to the green-eyed boy and gave him a reassuring smile. "I believe you can help, Harry," she said in a gentle tone. "Can I call you Harry?" She then asked, as if she was asking for his opinion. "Can I call you Harry?"

Harry was very uncomfortable with the smile of the beautiful female agent. He said, "Of … of course."

Seeing the boy's shy look, Natasha's smile deepened. "Then, Harry, I believe you know the situation we're in now —"

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