The Imprisoned Woman

"Steve," Basil said, "Take Mr. Stark to Human Studies Room 3 in a bit. And take Rhodey to the Hospital Wing."

"Human research? Classroom 3?" Tony asked curiously.

"Because only the environment of Classroom 3 allows students to study and understand the most authentic human technology," Captain America continued. "Although I can't see any difference, the only difference is that there's a talisman on the appliance."

"Electrical appliances?" Fat Thor's ears perked up. "That means there's a computer. I want to play Fortnite. Wait, does your world even have that game?"

"Yes." Captain America nodded. "I've played this game to learn about new things and avoid becoming an old fogey."

Parallel Captain America empathized a bit, saying, "It took me several days to get used to touchscreen phones."

Then he turned to Basil and asked, "Excuse me, where do we stay?"

Captain America wanted to mention that Bucky had a few empty rooms, but then he remembered that Tony was also there, so he didn't say anything.

"It's up to you," Basil said. "In this world, Tony Stark is the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.. He can make the arrangements. You can also live on the edge of the Forbidden Forest; ten Forbidden Forest guards are still a bit insufficient."

"Of course, you can also go to Vida; she's the vice principal."

Because Dumbledore was Minister for Magic, Professor McGonagall also continued to work at the Ministry of Magic.

Meanwhile, Basil's vice-principal was replaced by Vida Rozier, the French Rose who was supposed to fall in love with Grindelwald and become his follower, but instead fell in love with Basil and joined Hogwarts.

"I do," Parallel Captain America said quickly. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of seeing Peggy soon, and even living next to her. Well, okay, and Bucky too.

"Wherever the captain goes, we'll go," Hawkeye and Black Widow said almost simultaneously.

"Me too," Scott raised his hand.

Black Widow shook her head. "Barton, I suggest you let Tony arrange it. You can meet 'your' daughter in this world."

A flicker of vulnerability crossed Hawkeye's eyes, before his gaze hardened again. "They don't need 'me'."

Rocket Raccoon felt things were getting a bit sentimental and changed the subject, "There aren't many people there, are there? I don't want to be treated like some rare breed, being stared at by everyone."

He'd been to Earth, and the people on that planet were a bit surprised.

He even missed the Nova Empire a little, even though he ended up in prison there.

"This is Narnia (referring to The Chronicles of Narnia; Tony was implying it's Magical Kingdom), so it's not surprising that plush toys can talk," Tony joked.

The Rocket rolled their eyes; they'd gotten used to it over the past five years.

"Tony," Captain America muttered, "the Rocket are one of us."

"Yes, yes, yes, a moral exemplar," Tony said sarcastically, then looked at Captain America. "Clone, it's time for you to take us on our way."

Captain America wasn't angry; his fondness for giving people nicknames was a hallmark of Tony.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Thor quickly took another swig of wine, picked up a fried chicken leg, and said, "Wait, let me have a few more bites."

"Eat more vegetables," Tony glanced at it. "Your mother and I have reached an agreement on this point, as the male lead of Point Break."

Thor muttered something unintelligible and swapped the fried chicken leg for a hamburger with vegetables—his last act of defiance.

Soon, these visitors from parallel universes left the room.

Only Basil remained.

He snapped his the Snap, and the room's decor vanished instantly, transforming into a cold, white metal cage.

"It's a shame that no one remembers poor Fury, or you, Carol."

"I have clearly mentioned Fury, who should have been imprisoned, and Stark becoming the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.."

"That's amazing."

The woman who appeared before Basil did not have the large face or middle-aged woman appearance seen in the movies; instead, she had a more youthful air and long hair.

Only in this way can the audience imagine the normal growth of McKenna Grace, the Hollywood go-to young star who played the young Captain Marvel.

Barefoot, Carol Danvers sat back on the sofa, her eyes utterly calm.

After scrutinizing Basil's handsome face for a while, she said, "This is what Fury deserves. Just the fact that he swindled the funds to build the safe house is enough to warrant being shot a hundred times over."

"But my stance on the Skrull remains unchanged. They are the victims."

"Even Gravik is innocent. They were just sent by Fury to do too many dirty jobs and their promises were not kept. All they wanted was a place to live."

"And Earth does indeed have such an environment. Chernobyl, where the radiation is unbearable for humans, but they can tolerate it."

"Not anymore," Basil said in a deep voice. "It started with killing the first innocent person. Ron Weasley, he was only 14 years old."

"Few people know that after a wizard dies, his soul returns to the afterlife I built. I can feel the fear, sadness, and longing for his family in this innocent boy."

"But there are indeed innocent people among the Skrull." Carol stood up. "Tarros and his faction of Skrull."

"So I allowed them, and Fury, to live in the abandoned burrows in Salazar," Basil said. "This is the last act of kindness I have shown you."

"Thank you," Carol said softly.

Basil paused for a moment as he turned to leave, then resumed his brisk pace.

The identity created by the system was merely a mirage before his arrival, a physical entity of power.

However, he also operates according to Basil's thought process.

Therefore, after Carol was defeated, she was imprisoned at Hogwarts.

This is the main reason why Basil has not yet fully arrived.

Everything was exactly what he wanted.

He once painfully killed the movie version of Nagini because she ate people, but in this world, he saved her and she only has eyes for him.

After being defeated and imprisoned by him, Carol also developed feelings for him.

The same applies to Mary Jane, Gwen Daisy, Sharon Carter, Skye, and others.

Not to mention old friends like Pansy, Luna, Phoebe, Hermione.

Even among the aliens gathered at Hogsmeade, there was a golden statuette that he really wanted to try.

Nebula, the Smurfette, was also placed here by Thanos.

There is no possibility that Vision will ever reappear in this world. Wanda is in Asgard, and she has absolutely no chemistry with Thor or Loki. She also met him once. If Odin hadn't died, she would have been planning to come to Hogwarts to teach.

Furthermore, he possesses the strongest power in the universe, allowing him to easily descend into reality; even the Celestial Group are no match for him.

Even if you're being cautious, there's always Harry Potter, the perfect vessel to fully contain his power and act on his behalf in reality.

It's as if a great being adorned the universe and then gifted it to him.

The newly emerged Avengers members from parallel universes further solidified Basil's idea.

What a coincidence!

Not only Black Widow, whom he wanted to save, but also other members he wanted to have some fun with, all came to this universe.

It also includes Quantum Tunnel and Pym Particles.

Now he can also build a scientific version of a time machine to travel to the past, future, and parallel universes.

It was as if a coquettish young woman was constantly saying to him, "Sir, come on over."

It urged him to descend into this universe.

In the tunnel carved out by the Gate of Time, Basil tightened his grip on Ron's soul.

"My head." Ron rubbed his head under Lavender's worried gaze.

But strangely, this feeling came and went quickly.

"Fred, George, how much do you actually know about Shang-Chi?"

Although he had seen the movie and learned the location of the Secret Passage from Harry, the location of this Secret Passage at Hogwarts did not match what he knew at all.

He only wanted to inquire about Hogsmeade.

Even though he inherited Skrull 'Gru memories, he was still Ron and couldn't keep secrets. After a few words, Fred and George saw through his thoughts.

In the end, he chose to ask directly.

"Disheartened?"

"He's a jerk."

"That's strange too."

"He could have been a bartender, but he insisted on being a doorman."

"They identify themselves as Dragon Country."

"Their behavior and aesthetic sense are very similar to those of Kimchi Country."

"I don't like magic."

"Duels are almost never fought."

"They are also being monitored by some people."

"But I didn't even realize it."

Fred and George took turns talking about their impressions of Shang-Chi.

"He's a spy from Kimchi Country?" Ron racked his brains and finally came to this conclusion.

Ron in this world had also come into contact with the human world's network while studying Hacker Magic in human studies class, and he also had some understanding of this country.

Overall, it is a semi-colonial country that uses arrogance and shamelessness to mask its inferiority complex.

Their thought processes are also strange, but unlike the strangeness of Florida, they are strangely stupid and strangely despicable.

"We think so too," Fred and George said.

"Then the Secret Passage to Hogsmeade," Ron drawled, his expression feigning grievance—in short, he was trying to act cute.

This is disgusting to Fred and George.

Lavender, who was standing nearby, found it adorable and made up her mind to let Ro-Ro do the same to her.

"Stay away from us."

"You haven't been replaced by the Skrull, have you?!"

Fred and George got goosebumps and patted the spot Ron had just touched as if it were dirty.

Ron's body jolted for a moment as if he had been electrocuted; he had almost forgotten that he was a Skrull.

Fortunately, in this secluded corner, Fred and George were disgusted, Lavender was love-struck, so no one noticed.

Ron steadied himself, then deliberately stepped forward, feigning cuteness, and said, "Secret Passage ~"

"Okay, okay—" "We'll talk!"

"It is well known that Salazar Slytherin loved to dig holes." "Eight of these holes are connected to Hogsmeade."

"The one behind the portrait of the girl playing the clarinet on the seventh floor has collapsed." "Filch knows about the other four."

"Of the remaining three options, we can tell you one." "Which method do you prefer: land, sea, or air?"

Ron sighed, "Water-soaked Gillyweed is too much trouble, and I haven't learned the Bubble-Head Charm yet. Empty."

He thought of his flying board, but he still needed to fly through the underground tunnel. "Let's land. This Secret Passage should be a slide-like structure, right?"

Fred and George nodded.

"Yes. As expected of our little brother." "I almost thought you were adopted."

"It's narrower; in fact, we think it's more like a slide." "After the modification, the one that's on public looks more like a track vehicle."

"Come with us." "While Filch and the others are welcoming the new members of the organization."

Following behind the two, they quickly reached the end of the Third Floor Corridor, where only a landscape painting hung.

There were no people inside, only the falling Snow White, the frozen Black Lake, and an ice slide built by the dock.

"We discovered this Secret Passage independently." "This painting is too obvious, its location is abrupt, and it's a landscape painting."

"We poked and poked with our wands." "We used all sorts of methods Bill taught us."

"Finally—" "We succeeded."

"Just pull out the wand and say it to it—" "The snow melts and the ice melts."

As the incantation began.

The ice and snow in the painting gradually melted, the Dadi was covered in green, withered branches sprouted new buds, and the Black Lake rippled in the spring breeze.

Then the image shrinks, shrinks, until it becomes a black dot, revealing a pristine white canvas.

Then, the canvas and the black dots disappeared, revealing a dark tunnel.

No, there were still sporadic flashes of light.

Ron mustered his courage and peered over, and there it was—the ice slide from the portrait.

No, it's not made of ice, but carved from a huge piece of Crystal.

"How much can this sell for?"

Ron blurted it out, his eyes seemingly turning into two Galleons.

Fred and George sighed.

"We've thought about that too." "But it's too big, and it seems to be part of the castle; our Cutting Charm don't work on it at all."

Ron was the same; his gaze was fixed straight down, straight down.

At the very bottom of the pitch-black tunnel, at a bend beyond the reach of sight Heyang, behind a transparent Crystal.

Inside a room illuminated by a magic lamp.

The one-eyed Black man, who had been dozing on the sofa and whose eyes were as black as those in the tunnel, opened them. "Motherfucker!"

He was still wearing his signature black trench coat.

Wearing a pirate eye patch.

He still seemed to be the powerful Director of S.H.I.E.L.D..

"What's wrong, Nick?" a female voice rang out, and a black woman entered the room.

"Nothing much, Priscilla. It's just that someone's using that Secret Passage again." Fury frowned. "It must be the Weasley family twins. By the way, how's Tarros's contact with Xu Shangqi going?"

"If anyone can get me back to Earth, that person must be Xu Wenwu."

"He lived as a ruler for a thousand years and had many terrible titles—King of Champion, Khan of Generals, the most dangerous man in the world."

"Are we really going back to Earth?" The Black woman frowned, transforming back into her green-skinned, pointy-eared Skrull form. "We're not welcome there. S.W.O.R.D.. has long since declined and been replaced by S.H.I.E.L.D.."

"The Kree are already negotiating with us. Maybe we can go to my homeworld together."

"And even here, there's nothing wrong with it."

"A house in Hogsmeade is now more expensive than a Life Planet."

"And is that Xu Shangqi, also known as Shang-Chi, really the Mandarin's son?"

"Xu Wenwu could tell that he was very handsome when he was young, while Shang-Chi was just not ugly."

"My information is infallible." Nick Fury stood up. "I have to get back to Earth and get everything back on track."