The Wizard who Came to Marvel World

"Hello, I'm Sharon Carter. Well, you can call me Sharon directly. We are about the same age. I find it a little strange to call me auntie."

Reaching out and shaking hands with Sharon, Abel smiled and said, "Hello, Sharon! My name is Abel, Abel Xiao, you can just call me Abel directly."

I haven't seen a distant relative who has almost lost contact in seven or eight years. It's really surprising how my mother got in touch again all of a sudden.

"Okay, let's have dinner soon."

Terea greeted Abel and Sharon to sit down for dinner. Abel was used to Terea's cooking skills, but it was the first time Sharon ate it. He swallowed his tongue, praised again and again, and after eating the dessert, he collapsed on the chair with his stomach in his arms, with a happy smile on his face.

"Tereya, your cooking skills are so good, you deserve to be a chef with three Michelin stars."

Terea had heard these words many times, but when she heard Sharon compliment her, Terea still felt very happy, and the two chatted again.

Abel sat on the side, drinking the tea for digestion, frowning slightly.

Abel really felt a little familiar with the name Sharon Carter, but he really couldn't remember exactly why he was familiar with it.

Before coming to this world, he spent more than ten years in the magical world of his previous life. Except for some important memories, most of the remaining memories are only roughly, unless he can make a Pensieve to blur himself. The memory is retrieved, and then I watch it.

Of course, now that even the magic wand has not been successfully made, it is a fantasy to make a Pensieve. Besides, Abel doesn't know much about the making of Pensieve. He was indeed known for his knowledge in his previous life. , but don't know everything.

Forget it, I'll just be on guard, if she doesn't have a purpose, it doesn't matter, but if she has a purpose, I'll take action immediately so that she can't hurt my mother.

"Sharon, stay here tonight, if you have a spare room."

Waving his hand, Sharon said, "No, I have a class early in the morning, and I will definitely come to disturb you when I am on vacation."

"Then I'll drive you to the subway station, it's not too early after all."

"Well... well, then I'll trouble you."

"it does not matter."

Terea greeted Abel, put on her clothes and went out with Sharon, and drove her to the subway station.

Abel simply tidied up the table and put the dishes, cutlery and fork in the sink. As for why he didn't use a dishwasher, Terea, who is a three-Michelin-star chef, said that the dishwasher was not clean, so even if it was washed. It's not clean either. All in all, when it comes to the kitchen, the chef is right!

After finishing finishing, Abel went back to his room to do some homework, checked that the second wave of things he bought on eBay and Amazon had been shipped, so he stopped paying attention to them, and sat in front of the desk to take them out and never had time to look at them. The book, soaked in a cup of black tea, sat at the desk and read leisurely, enjoying the peaceful time.

While Abel was reading, Terea also slowly parked the car in front of the subway station.

Sharon's school is the State University of New York at Stony Brook, one of the Ivy League schools. It is about an hour and a half drive from downtown New York. Of course, it will be much faster if you take the subway.

Seven or eight o'clock in the evening is not too late.

Saying goodbye to Sharon, Terea drives home.

Looking at Terea who was leaving, Sharon took out the phone, dialed the number, and said directly, "Sir, I'm out."

Coulson's voice came from the other side of the phone and said to Sharon, "Sharon, I'm sorry to let you spy on your former friend."

"Sir, you know, this is my choice,

Instead of letting a strange agent monitor them, it is better to let me, someone related to them, monitor them, so as not to cause any misunderstanding, I can better convey our meaning, and can better safeguard their interests , which is a win-win option. "

"But if something goes wrong, then you're probably the most dangerous person, and you're very likely to lose your friends, so if you can go back on it, I'll send other agents right away, trust me, he'll do it to a fair and just.”

"Sir, I insist on carrying out this task, and the target is only similar to Abel, not necessarily him. At least in this observation, I did not see a trace of abnormality. In my opinion, they are just a very ordinary pair of mother and son. At most, the target has a composure that does not match his age, and there is nothing special about it."

"I understand your feelings, but Abel Xiao Ruwu is the power user who is most likely to kill Kilgrave. Although we don't have clear evidence, the possibility that he is the target is 100%. More than 80 out of 10, so please continue to observe, don't let him go down the wrong road, otherwise we will have to find a way to shoot."

"I see sir, but I don't like to call him the man who killed Kilgrave, I prefer to call him the man who saved Jessica Jones."

"Okay, I understand, I will pay attention to the address in the future, so this time the call is here."

After hanging up the phone, Sharon stood in front of the subway station, watching the roaring subway, she couldn't help sighing, but her expression soon became firm, as Peggy Carter's niece, Sharon has always been Her aunt is her life goal, but when she encounters her relatives and friends as mission goals, she finds for the first time that she is not as determined as she thought.

Wish Abel wasn't that person.

I hope Abel isn't a bad guy...

Happy weekends always go by quickly.

After the early morning run, Abel rode his bicycle to school with his schoolbag on his back.

He parked the bicycle, looked at Sean who was approaching, and immediately said with a smile, "Sean, why are your dark circles so heavy?"

Helplessly scratching his explosive head, which he didn't have time to wash, Sean sighed and said, "Don't ask, I wanted to clear Assassin's Creed last night, but that game was really hard, I played it for a long time before Halfway through the game, and by that time the sky was starting to turn white."

"I hope you don't sleep in class, otherwise I don't think Teacher Frey will let you go. You know how serious she is."

"I'll try my best. To be honest, I already regret playing the game last night. Really..."

Sean was talking, but Abel's attention was no longer on him. He frowned slightly and looked at a girl who was walking into the school from outside. Abel could clearly feel the evil thoughts emanating from the other party. , far surpassing all the Death Eaters he encountered in the previous life, even Voldemort was inferior, the evil thoughts were extremely pure, and as deep as endless darkness.

Such a person came to the school, and after a long time, there must be problems!