"Take me to see the guy you captured."
Hermione folded her arms, her tone casual.
"Of course."
Coulson turned and gestured for her to proceed.
Sitwell hurried forward, eagerly leading the way.
The three entered the base, passed through several corridors, and arrived outside a heavily guarded interrogation room.
Through the one-way glass, Hermione saw a burly man sitting inside, with blond hair, bulging muscles, and rugged features.
He looked like Jin Jiang.
Except his hands were currently cuffed behind his back, his head hung low, and dejection radiated from him.
Creeeak-
The heavy metal door swung open, and the man inside raised his head blankly.
He had expected another interrogation by those agents in black. Instead, a little girl in black robes stood in the doorway, and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
Hermione suddenly sensed something. Her steps paused briefly, and she discreetly glanced at an empty spot beside her before continuing forward.
Coming to a stop before the man, Hermione wanted to look down at him, but there was no helping it. This body was still young, and even sitting down, he was a little taller than she was.
Their gazes met.
"Thor Odinson."
Hermione spoke abruptly.
Thor's pupils sharply contracted.
"How do you know my name?" His voice was low and hoarse.
Hermione did not answer. She merely flicked her wand.
Click.
The handcuffs sprang open.
Thor flexed his wrists, looking at Hermione in surprise.
"There are still mages on Midgard?"
As far as he was concerned, how could a "backward" place like Earth still have such an advanced profession as mages?
"Mages?" Hermione raised an eyebrow and corrected him. "I'm a wizard."
"Is there a difference?" Thor looked rather confused.
"A huge one," Hermione said coolly. "You'll find out someday."
She paused, then continued,