Once Harry had landed on the hellicarrier he transformed back into his human form just as Natasha came out of a jet but made sure to stay invisible. Harry applied a listening charm to her which he would check every minute or so but for now he was going to explore until he heard something from the charm. Harry walked inside, taking special care to not touch anyone. he was looking at various rooms until he arrived in one room that appeared to be a target practice room. Harry walked in and found one instructor speaking to several agents who were practicing by shooting at targets.
Harry walked in front of the instructor and looked into his eyes, after a quick read of his mind he learnt where the weapons storage room was. Harry teleported there immediately, he browsed through the weapons, they were all admittedly impressive. Harry knew quality when he saw it and these were definitely good quality weapons. Harry checked his listening charm and heard Natasha mention that a meeting was about to start. Harry made a mental note to come back here later but for now decided to just take two handguns and a machine gun along with some ammo. He made them into portkeys and sent them back to his apartment.
Once Harry was out of that room he quickly made his way towards the meeting room, once Harry arrived in the meeting room he stood in the corner and looked around. There was a bunch of agents in here, Harry didn't know all of them but he knew a few thanks to his trips into Natasha mind. He recognized the brown haired person sat next to her as Clint Barton AKA Hawkeye, the guy who was following him the day of the mall attack. Harry recognized a few of the other agents but his focus was on the three at the front. Agents Hill, Coulson and Director Fury, the big three of Shield.
"Now that everyone is here," An irritated Fury spoke, the second his mouth moved everyone went silent and sat straight before giving Fury their full station. "we are all here to discuss one person, this person." Fury gestured to the screen behind him, Coulson clicked a button on the remote in his hand and the screen changed to show a picture of Harry. "This is one Harry Potter, does anyone know anything about him?."
"His hair is ridiculous." The agent sitting behind Natasha commented.
"If you want to be a smart ass then I'd recommend putting more effort into the smart part," Fury replied. "Mr Potter right now is a major pain in my ass. We barely have any information on him. He is twenty years old, he has had one job at the age of sixteen in a pizza shop but only stayed there for a month. He has not had a job before or since yet is somehow able to easily afford to move to the US and live comfortably knowing that he still has plenty left in his bank account. We also suspect that he is an enhanced." Fury added. "Barton," Fury called. "report.
"Sir." Barton stood up from his seat and stood straight. "I followed Potter like I was tasked to, he entered a mall and went into a game shop. Afterwards he went into the bathroom, a short while later a group of men with guns entered the mall and took many people hostage. Suddenly the lights went out and each of them was taken out one by one. I saw one person's gun fly out of his hands, the others were either picked off in the darkness or hit by a beam of light unless you count the one guy who was accidently shot by one of his own but even he was thrown off the second floor of the mall.
"During the chaos I saw one person standing on the second floor, I didn't see his face." Barton looked pained at admitting that. "However I believe that this person was responsible for taking out the other men." Barton said.
"Men who happened to have taken a failed attempt at the super soldier serum." Fury added.
"Yes sir," Barton nodded. "Shortly after the bathroom where Mr Potter went in was checked and one of the men was found there unconscious."
"Excuse me sir," One Shield agent interrupted. "I'm sorry but did you say beam of light."
"That is what I saw." Barton said as he gave the agent a look that suggested it be better for him to stop doubting him.
"Describe the beams." Hill ordered.
"Well ma'am they were different colors but red and blue for the most part." Barton answered. "They also had different effects, sometimes they would throw someone back and other times they would cause the person to lose consciousness and fall down."
"What weapon can do that?" Fury asked, though the way he said it made it clear that he was not expecting them to respond. "We don't even know if it was a weapon that he used or if it was a special ability. As of right now we suspect Mr Potter to be the one responsible for stopping them. Miss Romanoff has recently moved in the same building as Mr Potter. Your report Miss Romanoff."
"Sir," Natasha said as she stood up. "I have not yet learnt as much as I would like about Mr Potter, at least nothing important. He is very tight lipped, not very talkative either. From talking to the other people living in the building I have learnt that he generally keeps to himself, he has occasionally done repairs for a few of them and has a dog but that's all I could really get from them outside of rumor's and guessing. I am still working on gaining his trust, I had recently gone on a bike ride with him and distracted him while I had another agent try to get into his apartment while we were gone."
"Sir," One female agent stood up. "I had tried multiple times to get into his apartment but I couldn't no matter how many times I tried to pick the lock or used any other method of opening outside of breaking the door down."
"Maybe you just didn't do it properly." The man sitting behind Agent Romanoff jeered once he was finally able to stop looking at her backside.
"I did do it properly." The female agent glared at him.
"I believe her," Agent Romanoff said, "I had chosen her to help because of her marks in the stealth exam." She added, earning a grateful look from the female agent. "Sir I believe he may have had some form of training."
"What makes you think that?" Fury asked, raising an eyebrow.
"The way he stands, walks, the fact that his eyes are constantly glancing around every so often. He has the look of someone who has seen a lot."
"Hmm," Fury frowned. "we will double check our records about him and double check our knowledge on likely training areas where he could had training along with the most likely people available to train him."