, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Harry Xavier carefully tore off a page of the cream-colored calendar.
He placed it on the table beside him and looked expectantly at the thirty-one numbers on the calendar.
"Another month has passed," he murmured to himself. "Another month has passed and I will be eleven."
"Yes, dear," the man in casual clothes sitting not far from him on the burgundy sofa in their house smiled and nodded, stirring the fragrant black tea in his hand with a golden spoon, "You are going to have it soon. Eleven years old - but I think you should think about your final grades first? Am I proud to know that 'Harry has been studying for this'?"
"Dad, I..." Adjusting his cumbersome round glasses, Harry turned his head and said obediently to his father, "Um, I mean, I do, dad, I do."
"I think I'm not a strict parent, right?" Mr. Xavier gently patted the space beside him, asked his son to sit over, and explained, "But as far as I know, among ten of your classmates Nine of them are going to the best middle school here, baby. No matter how you are, dad will be proud of you, but if you can't be with your good friends and you cry with regret, then it won't be wonderful. Right, huh?"
"It's okay if you don't go, dad," the boy wrinkled his nose and said in his father's arms, "I don't have any regrets or crying - I'm almost eleven years old! Remember!"
"Okay, okay, my fault." Mr. Xavier raised his hands to admit his mistake, then easily changed the topic and took a beautifully wrapped gift bag from his side, "Okay, put this topic aside, Your dear aunt also sent her 'little Harry' gifts and postcards this year..."
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Xavier's family is very famous in this community.
This is not just because of how handsome the single male owner of the family is, or how smart and cute his son is, or because their house is twice as big as other people’s homes...
The main reason for his fame is that Mr. Xavier is said to be a professor at the University of Cambridge in England. According to the ladies next door to their house, although he is almost in his forties, he is still considered a young and promising single man. His spine was damaged in an accident and he was unable to walk normally, but his conversation, his education, his handsomeness, his thoughtfulness, his erudition, his work, and his cute but not naughty little son Harry were all deeply attached to him. Attracting all the single women in the area.
This family moved in ten years ago, and some old residents still remember this incident - the two empty houses were suddenly opened to the garden, and the house was rebuilt into one. After a period of renovation, One night, a kind-hearted young man pushed Mr. The man took Mr.
——This was not intentional, but the young man was trapped by his young son. The one-year-old Harry was not in good health until half a month after moving in. At this time, the boy was said to be The young assistant also disappeared into Xavier's house instead of coming in and out every day.
Later, Mr. Xavier came out for some air with his son in his arms. The neighbors also expressed their understanding that he did not go out for the first half month.
"The child is always the most important thing," the housewives sighed looking at little Harry, who was only one year old at the time. "Poor child, it is always troublesome without a mother to take care of him. Fortunately, Mr. Xavier is a good father."
Mr. Xavier didn't think so. He smiled and said to the neighbors: "Women also have women's careers. If I can take care of the children, why not? If a woman can not only take care of the children, but also work, then why not? Oh? Of course, from my point of view, being able to take care of a family is also a very difficult job... Yes, when I take care of my son, I especially feel this way. Mothers are all heroes, aren't they? Right? , harry?"
The one-year-old child couldn't express any opinions and could only laugh and drool. However, he was still hugged and kissed by a group of women who were elated and praised. He received a lot of housewives' special baby food, and Mr. Xavier was After learning a lot of 'Infant Precautions' and 'Weaning Menus', I suddenly realized why Harry has been sick so much lately.
——Children will have a fever when their teeth grow, and it’s time for Harry to be weaned.
The young father, Charles, had no experience, and Xavier immediately went home and added a baby teether to his mail order list.
"Can my aunt come back to celebrate my birthday?" Harry missed his beautiful aunt very much. "I can prepare a table of dishes for her to come over, and I can also make the weight loss soup she mentioned last time."
"But I think she's slim enough, and God, woman—did you miss her?"
"I think." The boy nodded honestly and was held in the arms of the smiling man.
"Believe me dear, your aunt will come back and she won't miss this."
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"Really, but she also said that only good children can get birthday gifts." Touching his son's messy black hair, Mr. She will be angry if her myopia worsens. You know, ladies are more aware of this."
Harry secretly stuck out his tongue - his aunt is his father's sister, a beautiful woman with a hot figure. Although she can be regarded as a 'doting' towards him, she is very concerned about his messy black hair and myopia that he was forced to wear last year. She has always had deep opinions about glasses.
This is women. They always have higher requirements for appearance than men. Just like men don’t know which of the two bags looks better, women cannot accept men wearing the same set of clothes or not wearing a shirt for two days. Take care of your appearance.
And my aunt once said that one of the things she regretted the most was that she accidentally let her lovely nephew wear a pair of glasses that hindered the appearance of his beautiful green eyes, and they also had a pair of ugly big round frames. Glasses.
But in the final analysis, despite being warned by his father about the importance of final grades, Harry is generally a rather studious child.
"Can I visit Nina this year?" Harry poured himself a cup of black tea from the coffee table next to him, holding it in his hand and exhaling. He went through his holiday dates in his mind first, and felt that he should do his homework at his own pace. , it was completely okay to visit Nina, so he made an expression like "I've planned it all" and said, "I think my Christmas vacation is enough."
"I'm afraid I can't, dear," Mr. Xavier informed his son regretfully, "nina is traveling to Italy with her father this year - last time my old friend wrote to say that nina will bring you a gift."
Nina is Harry's pen pal. She is only six years old this year. She is a cute little girl. It is said that she is the daughter of Mr. Came to Xavier's house.
Nina even visited Xavier's house once, brought by her mother. She has a round face and big eyes, and a very sweet smile. Sitting next to Harry, she is as cute as a pair of dolls, one big and one small. She is the most expensive kind.
"Oh..." Harry nodded in disappointment, but he was immediately attracted by the clock on the wall, "Oh, the pie I baked is ready! Dad, I'll go to the kitchen!"
Mr. Xavier smiled and patted his son's butt, "Go ahead honey."
So the boy walked away with a look of shame and anger, covering his butt that was patted.
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However, although he looks well-behaved and ordinary, Harry Xavier is actually an unusual child.
Sorry, this does not mean that he has double pupils, iq280, or that he was born with three heads. The reason why he is unusual is because he has an ability that other children do not have.
A magical ability.
According to his dear dad, this is how he activated his powers as a child:
"Whenever you are unhappy, have a fever, or are hungry, your toys and the little cushions around you will always go up and down like a merry-go-round, spinning and floating in the air. To be honest, son, I sometimes do the same Think, why can't you use this ability to float the baby bottle, or myself who can't rush to comfort you, it's really magical."
When he gets older, this ability will be used more for other things - the messy hair that can't be cut (the discoverer is of course his aunt), the vase that was accidentally broken but automatically put back together, and the automatic queue. The ingredients that jumped into the soup pot, and the lilies that bloomed again in winter to please little sister Nina.
Harry was once very afraid of his own abilities - his abilities were rarely revealed when he grew up. He always thought that he was just an ordinary professor's kid, but ever since he accidentally fell from a tree while trying to save a cat. While floating in the air, his friends began to look at him strangely.
He was once worried about this and didn't even want to tell Mr. Xavier about it, but he couldn't hide it. Mr. Xavier was a very careful person. He only had to take a look at how much was left on his son's plate. , he could know if his son was worried that day, and immediately asked his son in a gentle voice: "I noticed that you ate a little less at night? What happened? Harry?"
Harry, who was only six years old at the time, couldn't resist the cordial inquiry. He bit his lip and was silent for a while. Then he grabbed the corner of his clothes, sat on a high stool and began to lower his head to explain what happened. Finally, he even started sobbing:
"Dad, I, I today... am I a bad boy? Am I a freak? I..."
He was ashamed and afraid to speak out about it, but Mr. Xavier guessed everything from the word 'freak'.
He sat in a wheelchair and waved to his son. The boy jumped off the stool like a kitten, threw himself into his arms and began to cry. The two sat by the fireplace together, the father holding him. Son, pat him on the back slowly and comfort him with gentle words.
"No, Harry is a good boy. Don't be afraid. Harry, this is not a bad thing. Listen, you have a talent that others do not have. This was decided by God when you were born, so this is not a bad thing. It's not a question of whether you are bad or not... Oh of course, my Harry is a good boy."
He took the cup on the side and fed his son who was tired of crying a sip of warm water. He looked at him with wide and gentle eyes: "Listen, Harry, this is nothing to be ashamed of. You and your children have nothing to do with it." It's different, even, in some things, you can be better than them - didn't you use your ability to save yourself today? If it weren't for this ability, both you and the kitten would be injured. Are you willing to do that? "
The boy shook his head vigorously, and Mr. Xavier smiled: "Look, isn't this a good thing?"
"But dad, why am I the only one who has this ability?" Harry asked his father in a timid voice, "They - I mean those children," the sensitive children were unwilling to say 'my friends' anymore, "They Is there any? Where's dad?"
For this last question, Mr. Xavier - or Charles, Professor
Finally he decided to answer truthfully.
"Honey, of course I do," he said in his son's mind, and quickly withdrew when the latter showed an expression of discovering a little secret, "It's just that the ability is a little different from yours - look, don't be afraid , if you are really a freak, then dad is a big freak, not to mention, this is just a rare situation. Being talented is a good thing, Harry, and it is worth celebrating; but your children, they are not, It’s not a bad thing. The only difference between you is the way you live, you know? It’s like the difference between eating with chopsticks and eating with a spoon.”
He just spent the whole night coaxing his son to bed with gentle words, and took leave for Harry the next day, while Hank drove up to visit, with several people in the car.
Mr. Xavier, or Charles, was waiting for them early in the morning. He sat in a wheelchair with a smile and greeted them at the door. The boys and girls came up to hug him and kiss him on the cheek. The girls also took the opportunity to He kissed Harry, who was being held by his father, on the cheek. The latter opened his mouth into an O shape in surprise, and his emerald eyes widened.
He never knew his dad was so popular.
Then each of these young men showed Harry their abilities - John who could control fire, Bobby who could restrain John from time to time, Kitty who could walk through walls, Alex who fired terrifying laser light, and, oh of course, Hank transformed directly into a blue furry beast. Harry loved him the most when he was six years old, and he also loved his furry form.
"God, he is such an angel," Kitty couldn't put it down for the boy with black hair and green eyes. "Professor, I love your son to death - can I pack it up and take it back?"
"No," Mr. Xavier said with a smile, "please don't take away my son Y casually."
They then spent a pleasant afternoon tea time. Mr. Xavier introduced Harry to his students one by one - of course, these are only part of them now - and then introduced his career to his son.
————The best school for mutants in the world, Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.
