What are they doing up there? "erik asked. -乐-文-小-说-
Since he heard banging and banging noises upstairs early in the morning, his question was necessary.
"Harry reported to me yesterday that they are going to a party today, sponsored by his school classmates," Charles turned over a page of "Fantastic Creatures and Where to Find Them" and said with interest, "I vowed to make him a party Brand new makeover, what time do you think they picked out clothes yesterday?”
"Three o'clock in the morning. It was me, Charles, who moved all of them who fell asleep on the carpet to Harry's bed," Erik said with a raised eyebrow. At this time, there was an 'Oh! ' The sound made him look at the ceiling again, "Are they fighting or preening?"
"It's hard to say," Peter said lightly as he walked down the stairs. "There is always some struggle in the process of changing clothes. There are always sparks between styles...or something else. In short, the room is out of control now." Yes, tsk tsk, I think it’s best not to go in within half an hour.”
"Oh -" Charles blinked, and then shouted in a loud voice, "Children, you should be handsome enough - you have a party at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it is already half past one! If you don't hurry up, you will be late!" "
"Tear off my clothes!" Harry complained from upstairs.
"No, you can't go out wearing a plaid shirt, you'll be laughed to death, and you can't choose this color for your socks... and you can't choose a sweatshirt either!" This is the shout, "We made this clear yesterday!"
"No, I fell asleep before we agreed yesterday!" Charles heard Harry shout.
"Look, it's strange. It's been years since I saw Harry and his classmates making noises upstairs." Charles said happily, "Children just need this kind of energy."
Erik's mouth twitched, he took a sip of coffee, and he couldn't agree: "The energy to tear down the house?"
Peter, who took a piece of toast from the table, rolled his eyes and saw two dads sitting on the table. He wisely did not tell his "childhood anecdotes" as a lunch conversation topic... When he was relatively bored when he was a child, he could not only torment a room, but also disturb the entire street.
"I'm going to see them." Wanda stood up from the sofa and walked towards the stairs, but before she could step on the stairs, she saw her little brother being knocked down.
She opened her mouth slightly.
"Get down!"
He said very fiercely and pushed Harry down.
"No, no, no, this won't work, this dress is too..."
Harry said tremblingly, this was the first time Wanda saw Harry being driven away.
"Unless you tell me you live in the 1980s, or the place you're going to is hogwarts, then just keep walking." He said bluntly, "It's just a T-shirt, what's wrong with it? "
"The neckline is too low!"
"Wearing a high collar in the summer, do you want to be heated to death or laughed to death? Come on, you are not fat and have lost your chain bones! A cold in the winter can make your wrist unable to wear a watch. You are really capable."
said angrily.
"You chose an adult watch. It's not that I can't wear it, it's just a little loose..." Harry protested angrily.
"Then why can I wear it just right? Do you want to say that I am fatter than you?"
The awl-like gaze told Harry that if he said 'yes', someone would pounce on him and tear him apart...or stuff him with a bunch of sweets and roast chicken.
"Forget it, no matter what, we have to... Hey Wanda." When Harry finally ended his argument, he finally noticed that Wanda was standing at the top of the stairs looking at them, and he said hello awkwardly.
"Contact lenses?" Wanda asked with interest.
"Contact lenses." Harry nodded, stomped downstairs, and beckoned for his schoolbag, but he immediately snatched it away.
Nina ran past them, pouted and said: "Robbery——"
"Children who have problems with their speech are not lovable... You are carrying a schoolbag when you go to a party. Are you going to a book club?" He shouted at Harry, threw the bag aside, pushed Harry and left, " Don’t take anything else but your wallet—which is already in your pocket—and your phone, and just leave!”
"Where's the wallet?"
"pocket!"
Harry had no choice but to be pushed out of the door. Before leaving, he struggled to say goodbye loudly: "Dad, we are going out——"
"And he won't be home for dinner," Harry added, asking 'why' outside the door, "-see you tonight, Mr. Xavier."
Harry wanted to say something else, but he was pushed out of the door. With a bang, the door was closed, leaving the room filled with silence.
"...Have you seen that?" R said uncertainly after a while, "That's Harry? Where's his cute messy hair, and those black-rimmed glasses that look like they were from the last century? What about the young master? What did you do?”
"Maybe hairspray, hairspray, and hairspray," Erik said slowly.
"That doesn't look like hairspray -" said Charles.
"That's magic!" Nina raised her head and shouted from behind the sofa. The little girl waved the doll, "The magic that makes people look good and cool! I want Harry to teach me!"
Erik shook his head silently.
"What does shaking your head mean?" Charles said.
"She...can't learn to dress up from now on," Erik said, "It's not conducive to education. And T-shirts that expose collarbones are not good either...and I don't think Harry can do it either."
r stuffed a piece of toast next to him and rolled his eyes: "But that looks good."
Nina nodded her little head, looking very yearning.
Charles looked more excited than Harry who was going to the party. He whispered to Eric: "Maybe today will be the beginning of Harry's change of style..."
"I don't think there's anything wrong with his style, Charles." Erik said.
"...Do you think he can bring a little girlfriend back to introduce to me?" Charles didn't pay attention to Erik's speech at all, but still said enthusiastically.
Erik: "...I think you can expect Peter to bring his girlfriend back to see you first."
Peter, who was watching, almost choked on the toast.
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What is the party like?
If you ask Malfoy to answer this question, he will tell you: the party has food, drinks, beauties and dance music that are constantly spinning, fresh topics that you will never get tired of talking about, and your eyes will continue to wander around others to ensure that You were the star of the party, in every way.
Ask harryxavier to answer this question. He has never been in the top three grades or below and will tell you with a blank look on his face that he doesn't know... maybe a group of students are discussing how to finish their summer homework and watch interesting blockbusters?
——To a certain extent, both are correct, but it is obvious that what they are going to today is the former, that is to say, the kind, or is it leaning towards the former?
"Hi, Harry!" After ringing the doorbell, they were greeted by Lucy, the organizer of the party. Her family is wealthy, she is beautiful, and her blond hair has fascinated many boys, so she has always been the center of the class and opposed to organizing parties. She was familiar with welcoming guests, but she was still stunned the moment she opened the door.
"...Wow, you have changed a lot, Harry. I'm glad you can come today - especially you, you are a rare visitor to everyone! And the friend who welcomes you, this..."
"He's Dr..." Harry was about to say, but he was beaten to it. He raised his chin at a cool angle, his attitude was polite but not close enough, and he said with a smile, "Malfoy."
Lucy didn't doubt that he was there, thinking that this was his Christian name, and welcomed them in with a smile on her face: "You guys are on time, the party hasn't officially started yet, but I can introduce a few friends to you... Speaking of which, Harry , do you remember wi?"
wi, wi again. Harry's heart skipped a beat and he raised his eyebrows and said, "wi?"
"Of course I remember. I went home once before and met him by chance." Harry said flatly.
"He sees you like a mouse sees a cat. To be honest, I'm really curious about what's going on with you...well, let's not talk about that," Lucy led them to the backyard of her home, where all the parties in America are. She loved everything - the swimming pool, the table full of delicious food, and a large bottle of ice-cold cocktails. She winked at the two boys, "Although the alcohol content is not excessive, we should all try it - we will all be middle school students soon." Okay, I have to go do other things." She patted Harry on the shoulder, "Besides, you are very handsome today."
After saying that, the girl in the short skirt walked away on wedge shoes.
As soon as she left, he immediately reached out and patted the place she had just patted. Harry felt like a quilt basking in the sun when he patted her. "Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
"Didn't you smell the bad perfume on her? I can't stand that ghost smell still lingering on you after she's gone."
"As far as I know, well, Lucy doesn't seem to be someone who uses cheap perfume?" Harry said, trying to remember.
"Artificial fragrances are the worst," said the man who has been proficient in all kinds of spices since he was a child. "I will show you the brand my mother uses another day - that is the one that is most suitable for women. It is perfect after being processed by magic. The natural flavor costs a hundred gold galleons for a small bottle.”
Harry shrugged and said nothing. At this time, several boys and girls sitting on the other side of the swimming pool said hello to the side - maybe because distance brings beauty, Harry felt that their attitudes towards him were extremely kind. It is no longer what it used to be.
"Harry? Harryxavier? Is this really you? Oh look, you brought a handsome guy~ Come and have a drink together!" A girl with short curly black hair smiled and shouted, and raised the ice in the glass Cola.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he turned around the girls' miniskirts and the boys' fashionable trinkets. He clicked his tongue twice invisibly, then looked at himself and then Harry with satisfaction, and then nodded with satisfaction: " good."
Harry felt that he was confused: "What's good about it?"
"We are better-looking than them and have better taste than them." He raised his eyebrows high and pursed his mouth slightly to show his happiness, "Merlin, if I can't do this as a Muggle, then I won't be able to see anyone. ”
Harry's eyelids twitched, and he raised his hand and gave him an elbow: "Keep your words here - the Congress here is not as loose as that in the UK. I really don't want to see the pride for the third time in half a year. Close the door to my house."
"You're so long-winded." He whispered, received another elbow, and then nodded vaguely in agreement to show that he wouldn't talk nonsense.
"Hey, uh, there's Rossan," Harry, who had the ability to peek into thoughts, fluently announced the names of those classmates and waved his hand casually, "Long time no see, uh, this is my friend Malfoy."
"Wow, you have changed so much." Although the boy named Jon is only thirteen years old, he has a standard man's body. Harry remembers that he is on the school football team and has amazing growth. At this moment, he is laughing and joking. He waved his hand and gestured again, "It's just that he's not taller, he's only a little bit like this."
"Are you going for surgery?" the girl named Caroll asked softly, her face slightly red. "My uncle said that there is a surgery that can help correct your vision and help you take off your glasses."
"It's just contact lenses." Zhan said first, "I dare say this is not a very strange thing."
"It's really not unusual, but my mother thinks glasses are more affordable," Caroll said enviously, "Which brand did you buy, Harry?"
Harry shook his head quickly: "I don't know, this is a gift from an elder."
But judging from Emma's tendency to take out her card to swipe money afterwards, it shouldn't be cheap...
"I heard you went to England," Rossan put his arm around Caroll's shoulders. Even though the latter was taller than him, he still had to act like a mature man. This made Harry want to laugh, "But your family doesn't have that either. Move, why don't you go to school in the United States? I heard that the British are all a group of, um, how do you say that word, sissies?" He glanced at the person with an unkind expression, "Oh, your friend is also British? I'm sorry. "
"Hey!" Caroll slapped him on the shoulder in displeasure, "This is at a party!"
"Calm down, man," Jon also said to Rossan, but after saying that, he winked at Harry, and stood up and took two glasses of Coke from the table next to them. "Leave him alone, that girl he liked a year ago." I have been secretly in love with you for many years, and since you left, I have been in a state of despair. No one will give me face, and I am very angry."
Harry was really glad that he didn't drink Coke immediately out of politeness, but he poured himself Coke so angrily that he almost spit it out.
Fortunately, he was so good at saving face that he was only shocked for a second or so on the surface... But the force with which he grabbed Harry's sleeves showed how shocked he was inside.
"I thought no one would like him because of his dirtiness?" He pointed at Harry. The latter rolled his eyes helplessly and muttered, 'You are trying to discredit my taste again', and shook his head without comment.
"What, doesn't he know?" Jon was amused by this, and he patted Harry on the shoulder, "Remember the top student in our grade, Elinawhilt? That's her."
At this time, a boy passing by the swimming pool screamed: "What? Elinawhilt? She actually has a crush on a boy? I thought she would be in love with the report card for the rest of her life!"
"She always stops to look at you every time she walks past our class," Jon said. "You don't know? Since you transferred to Rossan, you can no longer see her during class. You know, her class is separated from ours." It’s actually quite far away!”
"Don't talk nonsense," Harry tried to stay calm, "whilt and I didn't even say a few words... Don't look at me like that, it's like washing clothes by the river every day and someone told you that the girl on the other side comes to see you every day. She likes you just as much as you, and I also like you... so what!"
"...Why are you nervous?" he said contemptuously.
"I don't!"
"You're speaking faster, and you still say no!" He looked at Harry with a strange expression, as if he was watching the Dark Lord playing Quidditch in the sky, "...you are so innocent? I heard that someone likes you. You can actually blush!”
Harry... Harry suddenly felt itchy.
"Is he like this -" Jon pointed at Harry with some surprise, meaning to look at this outfit, "-doesn't any British girls like him?"
Caroll and Elly looked at each other and mouthed, "Look at those green eyes~".
"No, no, no, he is not like this in the UK," he said with enthusiasm. "I always felt that he only needed laboratories and books to accompany him throughout his life. Let him fly...if he was told to play ball, he would never go. Look at me. He didn’t concentrate on cheering me on when he was playing, he would just read and doze there.”
"Oh, then he and Elina are probably a perfect match." The boy passing by joked.
"You are so disrespectful to Whilt," Harry blushed and raised his hands, "Can you not talk about this! Let's talk about something else - how many people are coming to this party?"
"Anyway, I heard that Elina is coming." Rossan said with a wink, and laughed with the others. They were enthusiastic about this topic as if they had found a lot of fun, "I heard that Lucy invited her, and their parents have a good relationship. .”
"Okay, keep laughing - it has nothing to do with me anyway. If whilt comes, we will say hello in a friendly way, but no more, so don't look at me like that!" Harry put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath. , stamped his feet, because the traitor also laughed along with him.
"You said his name was Malfoy," Carol suddenly realized, "but you call him now."
"A nickname." Harry said vindictively, "is it mom's little dragon?"
The answer was a ferocious eye roll.
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Surprisingly, I really feel like a duck to water at a party.
He has beautiful words and a nice voice. He has not yet learned how to use the keyboard but knows how to match various fashions. His comments on music and luxury goods are sharp and casual. This shows that he has a lot of money, and he is also good-looking... okay , for girls, the last point is enough, and the rest is not a problem at all.
In short, girls love his face, and boys admire his taste... Of course, there are also boys who think his pretty face secretly criticizes him and Harry for looking like two skinny chickens, but this cannot win them the attention of girls.
Although most girls love heroes and focal figures like the 'captain of the ever-victorious rugby team', but when a very handsome guy appears in front of you? No girl can restrain herself, not even girls who prefer girls. The precious beauty inherited from the Malfoy family is always charming.
When Harry finally escaped from the crowd to the dining table, he drank a glass of Coke before calming down... After being treated coldly for many years, he was now treated warmly by this group of classmates. He was really not used to it, and the girls The enthusiasm for him seems to be too much - can changing clothes and wearing glasses really double the charm?
"Ice Coke is the best thing in the world." He sighed in his heart after drinking it.
What he didn't know was that the girls who had just walked in by the door were asking Lucy who was leading the way: "Wow, who is that? They look familiar."
"That's Harry, how come you..."
"Really?! No way, are you kidding? That Harry, I mean, is he that Harry Xavier? The one who wants to compete with Whilt every time he takes an exam?"
Lucy smiled and said: "Yes, yes, that's right, it's him - there are his friends over there, didn't you see? Don't you miss his handsome friends a lot?"
"...omg, why did he wear such a pair of ugly glasses before! I actually think he's pretty good now..."
"It's quite good..."
"Hmm, so you can try to talk to him," Lucy said, "But he seems to be studying in the United States. Don't blame me for not reminding you if you cry when the time comes."
"Oh~~" Several girls made some annoyed sounds. You know, long-distance love is the most difficult thing, everyone knows it.
But this doesn’t mean that everyone really doesn’t plan to do something.
Thinking like this, several little girls walked in the direction of Harry and his American friends.
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Ten minutes later, Harry had to go back to his side, even though there was already a crowd there.
It's not his fault - he's not, he can't stand up to a few girls asking questions around him, and it's really difficult for him to do it on his own, so it's better to attract firepower.
After entering the circle of people, he discovered that there were several plastic boxes that seemed to be fixed by threads floating on the water of the swimming pool facing them, and there seemed to be more than a dozen coins in them.
After taking a closer look and discovering that there was no Gold Galleons and no Gold Galleons and Silver Sickles on hand, Harry asked with peace of mind:
"What are you doing?"
"Just in time!" Rossan patted the table. The freckles on his face were no longer visible due to the rosy color of joy. "It's just a small game. Just put in a little money and see some luck. Do you want to play, Harry?"
"What game?" Harry became slightly interested, "Are you playing 'Pitch'?"
"Oh, come on, I don't understand what you are talking about. You can always say something that we don't understand," Rossan waved his hand, "Anyway, we all took out a few coins and threw them into the water as the first. lottery jackpot, and then, look, you have to throw it into those boxes. If you hit it, you can take the number of coins marked on the box, and take it from the water and all the coins that others have thrown in before. If you don't hit it, you can take it. I can only watch others take money."
"I've already won one round," he said proudly, showing off the dozens of US dollar coins he had won, including a few cents. "Look, it's awesome."
"No, not great."
Harry smiled and shook his head - his eyesight was very good, and he could find the small and fast Golden Snitch during Quidditch. Of course, it was no problem to throw coins, and he only had to win money.
"Oh oh oh!" The boys and girls around him didn't know what he meant, and thought it was a sign of provocation with strong strength, so they shouted directly, "Harry, come and try!"
"Dude, your friends have won enough, don't be embarrassed!"
"Quick, quick, quick, pay five dollars and throw it down!"
Harry was surrounded by them and came to the edge of the swimming pool with unprecedented enthusiasm. He first handed over the five-dollar coins for this round as required, and then took out three more and held them in his hand.
"Just throw it into the box?" Harry said and looked around. There were four boxes floating on the swimming pool, with 20, 50, 80, 100, and all written on them respectively. (Of course, the higher the number, the farther away the box is. Far.
"Yes!" Lucy said, "If you can invest in all, you can take away all the money below! But this is something that even your friends have not done. How about, do you want to challenge it? You know, Judging from the amount of money, this game is really exciting!" She suggested eagerly.
"...Well, let's give it a try." Harry said uncertainly, holding up the coin, "You know I can't compete with him, his eyesight is better than mine."
"That's right." He snorted, and then said generously, "It doesn't matter, we can split the money I won equally."
Harry smiled, raised the coin and pointed it at the 20 box.
"Which one are you going to vote for first?" asked a short blond girl.
"20." After Harry said it, he threw the coin in his hand lightly.
I saw the dollar coin flipping in the air, with golden and light golden lights flashing alternately. With a snap, the coin landed in the 20 box, accurately and steadily, and it did not even touch the side wall of the box.
The boys and girls who were already having fun around him immediately burst into cheers.
"90." Harry said this when he exerted force for the second time, skipping 50 directly.
"Wow." Lucy said, "Big challenge. Do you want to throw 100?"
Harry smiled and said nothing, raised his hand and threw it a second time, and the dollar fell into the 80 box as promised.
He started to look at his friends with strange eyes again - are contact lenses really so convenient? You have to know this guy, if you take off his glasses to look at the zodiac signs, he will feel dizzy and can't see clearly! Just look at the constellations!
"Where are you going to vote for your third chance?" He used his elbow to nudge Harry.
"Twenty, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but don't take all our money." A boy said reluctantly.
"Then I've won!" Lucy, the owner of the swimming pool, said with a smile.
"...Well, it doesn't matter where you invest it?"
Harry stuck out his tongue, then closed his eyes and started throwing the third time.
Everyone saw that the coin drew a perfect arc in the air. It flew over 20, 50, 80, and finally 100... Yes, maybe it was a coincidence, no, it must be a coincidence, All in all, the coin ended up in the box marked all.
To be honest, even Harry didn't expect this to be a success.
The cheers and screams sounded again with an intensity that almost broke the roof, and he grabbed Harry's collar angrily and gritted his teeth into his ear with a very low voice.
"If you say you can't see the Golden Snitch, try it! If you say you can't see it, try it! Damn it, why don't you go play Quidditch!!!"
Vision, accuracy, and luck are the three essential elements for playing Quidditch. Judging from these three factors, Harry already has all the excellent qualities of a Quidditch player, not to mention he can even lie on a broom. Sleep flying skills!
"Well," Harry winked before being surrounded to drink a cocktail, "...I really don't like playing ball. I don't like anything."
"No way," he said angrily, "Harryxavier, you can write me an application when school starts!"
"Do you hope you lose?"
"No, I don't want to see me working hard to play the game while you are comfortably catching up on your sleep down there!" said righteously.
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