The next day, Banner arrived at the reception room with the serene composure of a monk who'd achieved enlightenment. Gemini helped examine his soul condition once more, discovering that the separation had reached its final, critical stage. Based on current magical calculations, complete separation would occur within the week. Banner expressed profound contentment—peaceful and fulfilled, finding genuine joy in his daily potion studies. He'd even begun inquiring how long he'd need to work to purchase the protective necklace Gemini had lent him.
Gemini flatly refused this notion without hesitation. The rejected Banner showed no anger, merely releasing a soft sigh before returning downstairs with characteristic calm.
Just as Gemini breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to begin her morning lessons, the telephone's shrill ring shattered the quiet.
Staring at the unfamiliar number, Gemini felt genuinely puzzled. After all, in the Muggle world, only Tony possessed her contact information, and wizards never employed such mundane communication devices. Tony had been dragged away yesterday—he couldn't possibly have been released this quickly. Who could this mysterious caller be?
"Hello?" Gemini answered with cautious inquiry.
"Manager? I'm currently tied up with urgent matters. Could you possibly provide house call services?" Fury's distinctive voice emerged through the phone with barely concealed desperation.
Gemini rolled her eyes with theatrical exasperation. "My house calls are extraordinarily expensive. Can you actually afford them?"
"You want payment?! Didn't we reach a comprehensive agreement?" Fury's shocked tone practically exploded through the phone with indignant disbelief.
"Tony reached an agreement with you, not me personally. Why shouldn't I charge appropriate fees?" Gemini scoffed with cutting disdain. "Or perhaps you believe Tony and I are cheaply available? You express need, so we should provide free labor?"
"No, no—I believe this is all a terrible misunderstanding. Name your price—this situation is genuinely urgent," Fury immediately capitulated with strategic retreat. Right now, besides Gemini and Tony, he knew absolutely no one in the wizarding world. Though he'd been secretly searching for considerable time, American wizards had weathered countless storms and concealed themselves with masterful expertise.
Gemini dispensed with further conversation, directly stating her terms: "One million dollars for a single house call, excluding any combat situations. If we encounter problems requiring specialized magical materials, you provide full payment for supplies."
Fury drew a sharp breath. "Could you possibly reduce the price? Offer some kind of discount?"
Gemini immediately terminated the call with decisive finality. What was this nonsense? Did he mistake her for some street vendor offering bargain prices? She'd give him a broken-bone discount if he wasn't careful!
Moments later, a text message arrived on Gemini's phone: "Payment successfully transferred. Transportation awaits at your shop entrance."
Only then did Gemini rise with leisurely dignity, gathering her essential personal items—her comprehensive potion bag and various protective magical accessories—before descending to the shop floor.
Ethan was preparing to ascend and inquire about the situation—without any customers present, they'd suddenly received a million-dollar transfer, leaving him completely bewildered by the unexpected windfall.
After greeting Ethan with casual acknowledgment, Gemini opened the shop door. Indeed, a sleek black vehicle waited outside, its windows so heavily tinted that the interior remained completely invisible.
Natasha spotted Gemini and immediately emerged to open the passenger door with professional courtesy. "Please enter. I'm here to escort you."
Gemini beheld the stunning red-haired beauty and instantly broke into a radiant smile. Fury had actually dispatched a gorgeous woman for pickup duty—how remarkably thoughtful! Who wanted to endure the company of some brutish male agent!
The vehicle navigated through winding city streets with practiced efficiency. Gemini remained too disinterested to observe the route—as long as Apparition wasn't magically prohibited, she could safely return home from any location on Earth.
The car halted beside a deliberately run-down building that screamed "abandoned property." Natasha killed the engine and gestured for Gemini to exit and follow her lead.
Their footsteps echoed through the hollow corridor with haunting resonance, the surroundings maintaining such profound silence it seemed like a genuinely deserted structure.
Natasha led purposefully toward the corridor's terminus, activating the concealed elevator. Gemini followed with curious fascination, observing as Natasha navigated through fingerprint scanning, complex password input, and retinal verification with methodical precision—thinking how unnecessarily complicated Muggle security had become.
"So how do your people prevent unauthorized intrusion?" Natasha inquired with studied casualness after finally completing the elaborate security protocols.
"Primarily, we employ House-elves for basic protection. Residences are additionally safeguarded with intricate magical runes forming comprehensive defensive arrays. But fundamentally, everything operates through soul aura recognition," Gemini explained with professional knowledge.
The elevator began its smooth ascent. Natasha regarded Gemini with genuine fascination. "Please elaborate? What makes soul aura particularly special?"
Gemini harbored no resistance to questions from attractive women, immediately launching into detailed explanation: "The magical world possesses numerous methods for altering personal appearance—even fingerprints and retinal patterns can be perfectly replicated to match any target individual. However, souls remain absolutely unique. Every person's soul carries completely distinctive aura signatures. Even biological father and son possess entirely different soul essences, sharing absolutely zero similarities. If someone attempts breaking and entering, they'll first encounter protective arrays formed by various magical runes. Even if they somehow manage breaking through the magical barriers, the property owner receives instant warning upon the first attack, and Aurors will materialize at their doorstep within moments."
The elevator reached its destination precisely then. The doors revealed a pristine, technologically advanced corridor that radiated cutting-edge sophistication—compared to the deliberately dilapidated building camouflage outside, you couldn't claim they were merely unrelated, only completely contradictory.
"Manager, could we possibly commission such protective measures for our facilities?" Fury inquired immediately upon her arrival.
Gemini instantly wrinkled her nose with obvious disgust. "Are you some kind of persistent fly?! Infiltrating every conversation—you somehow know everything anyone discusses!"
Fury displayed no embarrassment at the harsh criticism, merely gazing at Gemini with hopeful expectation.
"Absolutely not. Besides, even if I could establish magical protection for your organization, would you actually trust it?" Gemini responded with brutal honesty.
Fury shrugged with philosophical acceptance. "Please follow me."
Gemini trailed Fury with casual indifference, her experienced eyes systematically scanning the corridor's layout. Every door remained tightly secured, with no windows anywhere throughout the passage—making it completely impossible to discern what lay concealed behind those mysterious barriers.
At one particular door, Fury opened it and entered first with purposeful stride. Gemini touched her protective wrist charm and followed cautiously. Natasha entered last, turning to survey the empty corridor one final time before securing the door.
Stepping inside felt like entering an entirely different temporal dimension—everything featured deliberately antiquated furnishings that appeared authentically from the previous century's aesthetic.
"Do you recall that individual Coulson brought to you previously?" Fury asked with careful precision.
Gemini blinked with dawning recognition. "The frozen man requiring revival? What's his current status? Still hasn't regained consciousness?"
Fury nodded gravely and opened the adjacent door with solemn ceremony. Captain America remained motionless within that coffin-like containment unit, the magical runes Gemini had carefully inscribed on the exterior now clearly visible, with several areas showing concerning deterioration.
Gemini frowned with professional concern and approached the device, studying the sleeping Captain America within while examining the fading runes she'd originally drawn, then turning toward Fury with sharp inquiry. "Is there something fundamentally unusual about his existence?"
Fury maintained thoughtful silence for several moments, then provided Gemini with Captain America's complete historical background and the circumstances of his extraordinary transformation.
Gemini stared at Fury with incredulous amazement. "You Muggles possess truly remarkable audacity! And you actually achieved success with such an impossible experiment?!"
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