Loki can be said to be bored.
"I'm not interested in the non-technical games in the atrium." He unlocked the shackles in the blink of an eye in a way that no one else could understand. He wished he could actually lie down by the bar and pour a glass of wine, with a smile on his face. With a half-smile but not a smile, he said to Harry, "What a wonderful encounter in the world."
Harry didn't want to leave him at all, in fact he wanted to run away. He looked straight ahead with a polite smile on his face. Hermione and Draco could see that his expression was distorted to some extent, and his brows were almost knitted into a knot.
"I...I don't know why I'm here," he tried to communicate with someone who dragged them in. "Can I just get out of here? We still have friends outside, and they might be panicking. , it’s their first time here to play, and I can’t leave them out.”
"Don't worry about unnecessary things, kid." Tony Stark waved his hand completely nonchalantly. "The store clerk outside will take good care of them - they can't lose it. I can guarantee you that they will be happily playing with each other now." Theme room." He pointed at Steve with his thumb again, "Besides, Captain America is here, are you still afraid of a sudden attack by terrorists, eh? Have some faith in your idol, little fan."
"tony..."
Captain America stood aside, smiling awkwardly.
Harry was silent for three seconds, and then pointed out one point honestly: "I am more worried about the terrorists already in this room - such as the Asgardian Mr. Stark who is standing five steps to my left."
Don't you think it's troublesome enough? My sister almost succeeded in attacking you, your friend's brother almost strangled me to death, and then we finally worked together in Cairo, and now you have released a famous super villain? Playing an escape room? real?
Are you crazy? ?
Even Harry couldn't help but hide a dozen things he wanted to complain about in his heart. He also looked up at the surveillance cameras - I'm afraid the cameras here won't be safe after today.
Also, where is Thor? What about Thor?
"He's here, so where is his Earth guardian?" Harry couldn't help but ask, while shaking his bound hands impatiently, wondering if now was a good time to recite the unlocking spell.
"Don't look at me, I don't want to," Tony said, "We lost the bet with Thor, and we have to fulfill our promise. If you want me to say that guy did it on purpose, he gave us a taste of Asgard on purpose. liquor--"
"Excuse me!" Draco yelled, "Is this the time for small talk? My legs are going numb! Have you forgotten that Granger and I were stuffed into the box like this, Harry!"
Harry's face paused, and then he said slightly embarrassed: "...I'm sorry, I thought you could recite the alohomora spell yourself."
Draco replied expressionlessly: "With your hands tied behind your back?"
Harry sighed.
And Tony - he was sitting in front of the bar, which meant that thankfully, there was a bar between him and Harry - he leaned forward with interest, resting his chin on the table in a posture that all CEOs would have. On the back of the folded hands: "alohomora? What kind of spell is this? Are you a Latin spell? I thought the British were all obsessed with speaking old English with an accent - "
Harry wanted to cover his face at this moment, but unfortunately the conditions didn't allow it. Actually, this is a very complicated emotion. His number one idol is Captain America. He loves watching the "Avengers" movie. He also grew up under an education focused on science, physics, biology, etc. Yes, of course he would also admire Iron Man, or Tony Stark... But when he thought about it being the culprit of his own suffering, Harry really didn't want to pay attention to him.
"...Yes, we use Latin spells, based on it... Wait, Draco, I will recite a spell to open the lock first."
Just when Harry lowered his head and was about to recite the unlocking spell, Hermione spoke with worry: "Harry? Harry, wait a minute, are there cameras here? You can't do it in front of ordinary people... You know what I'm talking about, Harry .The U.S. Congress will give you trouble!”
Harry hesitated for a moment - oh yes, every country's Ministry of Magic has a confidentiality policy, even if the United States is the Congress, he is a mutant. But soon he wanted to sigh again - what does surveillance mean at this time, and what does the US Congress cause trouble? They are much more friendly than the British Ministry of Magic!
"Is your hand locked? Can you find the key to open it? Once it is opened, we can meet up, and then we can just treat it like a normal experience - and go out in the normal way." Hermione said firmly He said, his tone slightly ups and downs, and Harry could hear the smell of ulterior motives: whenever Draco and Hermione slapped the table and made sarcastic remarks at each other in the library, it always had this smell, but in terms of sentences, it didn't. If it means sarcasm, then Hermione's meaning is obvious.
——I have something to say, I have a plan, let’s do something quickly.
Harry blinked and silently connected to Hermione's brain, then brought Draco in to create a three-person communication channel.
Sure enough, as soon as Harry said 'hi', Hermione spoke:
"ell, thank you Merlin, Harry, you understand what I mean, so listen, I just discussed it with Malfoy in a low voice. We have a plan. First, you have to..."
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Steve actually didn't agree with bringing three children into the game at first. As Tony said, it's just the cashing out of a bet. Although it's an old saying to learn to seize opportunities, it's actually not good to stick a needle in every hole. At least that's what Steve thinks - when the door to the room opens , he could clearly see the thunderous expressions of the boys and girls gradually turning to stone, and the boy with green eyes. He at least took five steps back subconsciously, but when his eyes fell on him, that common " Oh my god, that's him, I'm about to faint from happiness." When his eyes appeared again, Steve was embarrassed and moved to realize that this should be the biggest reason why the child didn't run away.
Besides, he is just a member of the Avengers and Captain America, not a devil. Even Captain America would feel guilty and pity when faced with such a loyal, well-behaved, but troubled fan.
But not Tony.
"This bet is boring, this punishment is boring, so why not make it interesting? I'm very interested in wizard boys! I won't eat them! I'm here, you're here, in his hands There is no staff, but there are seals. Compared with three ordinary people, three wizards still have the means to escape, right? Do you know the probability of a wizard among ordinary people, Steve, plus there are more mutants? The probability of his appearance is theoretically one in ten thousand!”
"He is not a rare specimen, he is a child, Tony..."
"No, no, you got me wrong," Tony said as he ordered the store to send lottery information to the boy's mobile phone. "Of course I know it's a child, a cub, and no, I'm not him. Treat it as a rare specimen, but I am a human being, and I would also like to see the lucky one out of ten thousand at a close distance. Maybe I will..." The man in suit and tie made an explosive gesture with his hands, "Have you got any inspiration? , or some kind of luck, and I have always wanted to have a good relationship with that boy, I think he is very interesting..."
"Loki almost strangled him to death last time," Steve reiterated, "You can't deliberately put him on the lottery list-"
"Okay," Tony compromised, "What you said is correct, Cap, but with all due respect, he did the lottery question and answer by himself. I think he is lucky enough."
"Oh, Tony," Steve said honestly and honestly at that time, "It's not that coincidental, Tony - as long as you be honest, don't let Jarvis do unnecessary things."
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......... In the end, when Tony raised his hands and said that he did not interfere, the luck of being chosen one out of ten thousand was really not guaranteed.
"Sir? Mr. Rogers?"
What woke Steve from his reverie was the boy's cry. He quickly raised his head and responded with a reliable smile: "What's wrong, kid? Do you need help?"
“Can you help me catch the beer in a cup and pass it to me?”
Harry raised his head slightly, his eyes widened, and his expression couldn't be more sincere, "I think the key to unlocking my handcuffs and shackles is in the beer glass with a fixed base in front of me. But it's at the bottom of the glass. I ...Want to make it float.”
The boy even looked a little embarrassed, as if he thought it was a waste to let his idol help him with such a thing: "I know this may be too troublesome for you, but I want to free my friend quickly - Hermione is still a girl, in the box How uncomfortable it is to be there, she's afraid of the dark and closed space."
"No, of course, it's a piece of cake."
Although he wondered why the boy didn't recite a spell or use other methods, Steve certainly would not refuse this request. Although he had shackles on his feet, the chains gave him a certain amount of room to move. It’s easy to hold beer in a cup.
Steve glanced at the beer glass the boy was talking about, and sure enough, its base was stuck to the bar table, and there was a key connected to the bottom of the glass inside. And he quickly understood what the boy was trying to do - the key was light and the beer would make it float.
Sure enough, although his hands were inconvenient, the boy managed to pour the beer into the beer glass by moving and biting it. After doing this several times, he got the key that was floating on the rim of the glass and poked it open a few times. handcuffs on his hands.
Steve noticed that during the whole process, Tony was watching the boy bite the cup and break away with a slightly toothache-like inquiring look. Then he waved his hand, took off the inconspicuous second key hanging above the bar, and looked around for it. After searching for it, he picked up the third key from the nut plate, and then walked to the big box next to Steve without stopping. While trying to open the lock, he and his companions began to seriously discuss where the clues in the entire bar should be. How to get the three passwords to get out...
He completely ignored Loki who was smiling next to him, and Tony who was trying to say something, and went straight to his friends while turning left and right. There is no magic and no mutant abilities. He even asked Steve for help, as if magic and mutant abilities did not exist in this world. Reasoning and searching were what should exist in this room.
While Steve felt that this was of course correct, he noticed that his good friend and colleague, Mr. Tony Stark, looked forward to seeing the stripper pick out the girl from the cake, but found that the entire bachelor party was only about love and long-distance running. Summarizing the same expression, he had to reluctantly praise: "...Oh, your thinking is quick, much better than the guy next to you who uses magic to cheat."
Steve couldn't help but turn his head when he saw his expression... Really, God guarantees, he shouldn't have said this, but this was really all Tony's fault.
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"Are you okay?" Harry squatted down and asked with concern, trying "Both of you?"
Draco said weakly: "My legs are numb, what do you think?"
"Just hurry up," Hermione said, "I don't want to be locked up with Malfoy for a second anymore - he just said that I should lose weight, and I made this box crowded... In short, hurry up, Harry." The girl's voice was filled with anger and desperate pleading, "Fortunately it's you who are outside and not this bastard."
Harry smiled dryly, clicked the third key, opened the lock of the box, and handed the second key to Steve: "I think this can be used to liberate you and Mr. Stark, Mr. Rogers."
"Thanks, kid." Steve smiled at him, and Harry tried hard to calm down so as not to yell like a lunatic, "Captain America is smiling at me!" '.
Plan, plan, follow Hermione's plan.
He took a deep breath, moved his hands, and opened the lid of the big box. He first carefully lifted Hermione up and supported her, and then pulled Draco up with one hand, ignoring the sour look on his face.
Draco pursed his lips and did not complain - he was a leader in aristocratic education, and he also knew that 'ladies first', and he reluctantly admitted that he and Granger were friends of comparable standards.
"Okay - we have completed the first step." Hermione took a breath on the chair in front of the bar, "Then we are going to find..." She glanced at the electronic door, "Three passwords."
"Two." Harry smiled and turned to the small flap behind the bar. He ignored Loki who was looking at him with his eyes rolling around with some interest. He lifted up the flap that served as the door and opened the back of the flap. He showed a string of big white numbers to his friends, "Look, four digits. The electronic door also shows that we need to enter four digits."
"Is it so easy to get the password?" Hermione, as an elite student, habitually thinks twice, "What if it's not? What if the number of inputs is limited?"
"Oh, come on, you can do whatever you want," Draco waved his hand impatiently and limped to the door (due to numbness in his legs) to enter the password. "It's just a game, it's nothing."
"Wizards also know about it?" Tony couldn't help but interject, "I thought they all lived in the 18th century... For example, I was lucky enough to see that robe."
Steve knew that what he didn't say was that he had seen him when the U.S. Congress came to find trouble. As Tony himself said, a wizard who is one in ten thousand or even one in ten thousand, MACUSA certainly hopes that he will grow up healthily, even if he is not the lucky one, a precious little wizard is for the sparsely populated wizards. They also need to be protected. If it weren't for all the problems in front of them, they would have to recite the amnesia spell on Tony, Steve and even Loki who is under strict guard - the last one does not matter whether it is useful or not, attitude is important, isn't it.
"You think so," Draco said very coldly. He was not a fan of the Avengers, nor did he admire great inventors and scientists, nor did he believe in God but Merlin, so he replied, "Don't think that you are wearing Strange magic mirror with a ridiculous beard, what you think is the truth, the world does not revolve around you superheroes."
Harry shouted helplessly: "Draco——"
Draco snorted and watched with satisfaction as the electronic screen displayed 'Correct', and then with a click, everyone could see that one of the three bolts of the electronic door was unlocked: "Okay, done, the first one is correct. .”
Hermione also nodded with satisfaction and waved her hand: "Let's look around for clues. The second password will definitely not be that simple, but there will always be hints. I'll look through those tables and chairs."
"I'm still in charge of the bar." Harry said quickly, trying hard not to look at Loki who looked like he was smiling.
"Oh, what am I? Am I superfluous?" Draco sat down casually.
"You are so thoughtful, go check out those paintings and hangings, Draco." Harry gently took the supermodel magazine on the table and slapped Draco, "Go quickly, flip through both fronts and backs, we are experienced in searching and organizing. , isn’t it?”
Yes, we have experience in searching for information that may be available, details that may be hidden, and gossip that may be obtained. Draco groaned and rummaged around.
The three of them suddenly seemed to have returned to the past. Salazer's secret room contained his portrait, Godric's portrait, Salazer's book, Salazer's personal property, as well as dust that had not been cleaned for a thousand years, and details that no one had discovered for a thousand years. And secrets, such as Salazer's favorite recipes and ink... In short, sorting out precious possessions is Draco's job alone, discovering and sorting out details, and secretly speculating about Hogarts from thousands of years ago is the job of the three of them together.
He couldn't help curling up his mouth, but he honestly looked through the paintings, posters, wall lamps and other wall decorations. After all, Granger's plan was, 'We want to be ordinary, but escape from here quickly, using normal methods. , we can’t show ourselves as non-Muggles here, we have been pulled in, but we have to ensure that we are least affected... We just treat ourselves as ordinary people talking about magic randomly, and then decrypt it, and then there is nothing Say goodbye to these troublesome people in a practical way... So seriously decrypt, Draco, Harry, is it okay? Let's just play an uninteresting game and not have Congress, the Ministry of Magic, or the FBI interrupt our vacation with today's footage as evidence, okay? "
Okay, he admitted, actually...it felt good. It was such a beautiful day in the past. At most, there was a Death Eater or something in life, and there was no need to be constantly linked to extreme danger... Granger was an eyesore, but it was very eye-catching... There were no idiots or fools in private time... and there was no world. A super villain or criminal...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head. When he thought of Harry's pitiful appearance with a bandage around his neck and could only write, his courage was inflamed and swelled with anger - he stared at Loki with murderous eyes. On the body - Unpleasantly, Draco noticed that Loki's eyes, the kind of eyes that looked at interesting things, were always fixed on Harry.
Draco gritted his teeth secretly.
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"What do you think these kids are planning to do?"
Mr. Stark, who was never serious, said this to Captain America.
"What's the plan? It's obvious, Tony," Steve pointed out matter-of-factly, "They just followed the rules of the game, used their wisdom to solve the puzzle step by step, and escaped from here openly."
"That's not what I'm talking about," Tony's tone revealed that he was a little confused at the moment, "I know there will be down-to-earth players, but - who wouldn't want to play? Look at that guy over there," he said unceremoniously Pointing at the table, he pointed at Loki, who had always been mysterious and had not said anything, "That bastard who escaped from the handcuffs in an instant, whether it was magic or skill that made him do it, in short, he is not very down-to-earth, because he can be less down-to-earth."
"I don't understand what you mean." Steve said with a smile, "You want to say, well... students have ways to cheat, but they have to do well in the exam. Is this wrong?"
"They should really want to leave here right away," Tony leaned back and lowered his voice, "I really want to. There are no machines that limit mutant abilities and magical abilities. Why don't they run away? And at least one of them is not I bet you $10,000 on the kind of person you mentioned." He pointed at Draco, "The blond one, just by his raised chin and the way he spoke, I knew he was an annoying aristocrat. Said to be the kind who have been rich for generations, look at each other at a long table with their families every day, and have to be served by others when eating and dressing."
"I don't think you have the right to find him annoying because of this," Steve said. "You also have Jarvis to help you with all kinds of chores, and you are just as rich."
"I'm different!" Tony said in shock, "Oh, I know, rich people are so annoying, I understand."
"I'm surprised that you're surprised," Steve said jokingly, "I care about Loki more than this."
"Loki." Tony repeated it, as if it was some kind of spell, "Loki. Well, actually I don't understand what he was doing, he didn't say a word - Jarvis, analyze it, sit down Is it still him over there? Isn't he some imaginary frost giant?"
"It's him, sir," Jarvis, Tony's artificial intelligence butler, reported, "it's him sitting there. I sometimes analyze the monitoring situation with the help of Mr. Thor."
"Thor? Did he say anything? About his brother?" Tony said quickly.
His voice was kept low, so Harry heard this, and at this moment he suddenly felt an unpleasant premonition.
"There is a sentence, sir," Jarvis said, "playing the recording: 'He once praised the boy for his good looks and really wanted to take him as an apprentice, but that was a lie, because he almost strangled him to death in the end'," Finished playing, sir.”
babble……
Harry thought of bad experiences, such as the experience of 'don't come up if you don't learn magic to come up'.
Draco grinned and said, praising that child for his good looks...
Tony: "Are you kidding? Of course he is lying. How could he want to accept an Earthling as an apprentice? Steve, you know what I mean. In his eyes, Earthlings are all ants."
"——It's not a lie."
Suddenly someone answered.
Harry was startled and almost dropped the green tape he had just found in his hand. He didn't need to look back to know that it was Loki speaking.
"I don't expect every stupid guy to understand the mystery of magic and what a wonderful situation I have touched." Loki smiled half-heartedly. Harry felt that he was really good-looking, otherwise he would probably be confused just by looking at this expression. Some people want to slap him in the face, but the beauty that can be appreciated by both men and women makes this smile very mysterious and attractive, "But why should I ignore a person who can appreciate magic, love magic, and magic also likes it?" His cub?”
"Magic also likes him?" Before Harry could react, Tony expressed his opinion first, "You are talking as if magic is like a person, with a soul and consciousness."
"It's just that you can't communicate." Loki chuckled. He stretched out a finger and tapped his lips gently. "Of course, magic does not rely on communication here. It depends on will, soul, and desire."
"What is it? Do you understand what he is saying?" Tony quickly turned to Hermione and asked, "You are his friend, a classmate from England. You are also a wizard, right, kid?"
"I don't know," Hermione said simply and calmly, "I don't know what he is talking about. Sir, please step aside - I want to look for any clues behind your stool."
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"You should stop talking to him," Draco said to Harry seriously afterwards, "That Loki, that villain, what he said is nonsense."
Harry blinked: "...why?"
"I have heard similar theories, but I just remembered it now," Draco said confidently, "I heard that this is how the Dark Lord boasted about himself back then, 'Magic favors me more'. Magic requires your ambition and Desire can become stronger. But look, where is he now?" 166 Reading Network
