Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah...
Peter was bored and fighting with a bunch of things. Normally he would say he loves these things, but that doesn't mean he likes fighting them. He was chopping onions while crying, and could only speak while sobbing when the call came.
"Hello?" Peter said.
"Peter, are you okay?" Charles asked doubtfully on the other end of the phone, "You sound a little off?"
Peter sniffed hard: "Oh, that's too normal, because I'm fighting with the same thing that is used in almost every meal on every dining table." After saying that, he chopped the board with a loud bang, and the pungent smell made a loud noise. Tears flowed down his face.
"So you are chopping onions." Charles was a little funny. As someone who had cooked when Harry couldn't hold anything with his hands, he pointed out: "You can cut the onions in water, or freeze them for a while. Then take it out and cut it.”
"Yeah, it's that simple, but Charles, listen to me, my mother won't let me do this," Peter said as if he had finally found a reasonable person, "It's okay, it's okay, I think this is what everyone will have. A kind of family, their recipes are so strict that they don’t let you change even a small thing, just like if you don’t cut the freshly bought and washed onions on the wooden chopping board, the dish will completely turn into something terrible..."
"Since Ms. Magda wants you to do this, then you have to do it," Charles said happily, "Anyway, it's not a disadvantage to help your mother cut some onions or shed a few tears..." Get up, will you come back for dinner today? I called to ask about this."
"I guess not," Peter muttered into his phone, "I'm still fighting the onions, and I'm going to continue to get skill points later so that I can complete a family dish. Dear Ms. Magda told me if If you can't do your best, then don't go back. If you don't find my body in the end," he shrugged, the kitchen knife under his hand continued to chop vegetables, and tears continued to flow. He sniffed, "It must have been... My mother cut it up and mixed it into the love meal my mother gave to my sister. When the time comes, you must avenge me, Charles, and tell Harry that everything is fine in heaven - "
Charles laughed loudly on the other end of the phone, and Erik's voice of "What are you laughing at?" came through the phone. Peter hung up the phone, and Magda next to him couldn't bear it anymore:
"If you cut my new chopping board, you will go out and buy another ten yuan." Magda warned her son.
"I just don't understand," Peter took two seconds to finish cutting the remaining onions, with a look of despair on his face, "You know that even you can't cook. Mom, why do you have to ask me to learn how to cook? I have no interest in fighting the kitchen with this dish—"
"Your interest is all in eating." Magda scolded, "How can you not remember how your grandma treated you so well? What's wrong with letting Wanda try this hamburger meat too?"
Peter looked up at the ceiling, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.
"Then you - you can ask her to come home to eat." Peter felt that he could not understand his mother's logic at all.
Magda sighed and threw the big bowl of minced meat to her son.
"Put salt and stir," she gave the command simply, and her introduction was full of authority, which meant that Peter couldn't say no, and she began to prepare a hot pot to fry the chopped onions, "If your sister can come to eat often. "
That means, Wanda can't come to eat often.
Just as Peter was about to say a few words for his twin sister, Magda blocked his mouth.
"Or you can often take your sister home for dinner." The woman pointed out this point simply, because Peter's answer was definitely no.
Peter looked at the ceiling wordlessly again and whistled, as if he heard nothing due to the strong wind.
The ground meat was slowly mixed with eggs, bread flour, raw onions and some seasonings, such as nutmeg and pepper, in his hands. After a while, he added another half-cooked onion, and gradually it became a little bit more. What Peter has seen - sorry, as a person who knows nothing about cooking, the only things he has seen are semi-finished products that are almost ready. He has always hesitated between takeout and meals cooked by his mother, and then added We had meals cooked by Harry, and rarely, meals cooked by Erik.
It's not that he doesn't want to help with the work, but that his super speed can easily mess up the work. Over time, he has no other special skills except chopping vegetables and putting semi-finished products in the pan quickly and accurately.
"Look how pathetic I am," Peter couldn't help complaining while patting the meat pie. "My sister, my brother, and my sister are all playing with wizard gadgets and eating unexpected snacks, and I'm the only one here following Mom is learning how to make 'Grandma's amazingly delicious hamburger meat.' Seriously, Mom, why don't you let... I mean, call Wanda and come with me today? You can still eat it. A meal."
"I don't care what the wizard's gadgets are," Magda said, "but you are my son and you have to listen to me."
"Yes, yes -" Peter said in a long voice, "But this is completely unnecessary, Mom?!"
Magda never said to ask Erik to come for dinner, Peter could understand this, not to mention that Magda had a new boyfriend, the reason why they left their father in the first place was because Magda was afraid of Erik. But Wanda is different. Magda has always blamed herself. If she had watched more closely, Wanda would not have been stolen. A mother should take good care of her children. This is what every mother must do.
But Wanda has always been silent when meeting her mother. They were like two neighbors who were just forced to sit together and maintain the most basic etiquette. The mother didn't know where to look, and the daughter couldn't even say a caring or comforting word. , 'Mom' is often called 'Mom' at home, and it's hard for Magda and Wanda to kiss her, so she always just calls her 'Mother'.
"I can see that she feels that I am not from the same world as her," Magda replied to her son, "She doesn't know how to get along with an ordinary mother... Yes, I am not a mutant. To her, maybe Erik Will be a more qualified family——"
Nothing. Peter thought to himself. Wanda never showed any closeness to Eric. She preferred her two little brothers and sisters to Eric. She was also kinder to Charles than to Eric because her temperament was very similar to that of Eric in some places. They were very similar. People are not easy to get along with.
As for Peter, that's on another level - the twins are completely different, no one can compare with him. It's like when Peter saw Wanda for the first time, he felt like he had found the missing half of his soul, and Wanda always seemed to be there before. He has auditory hallucinations and firmly believes that he has a brother on the other side of the world.
Peter's eyes wandered under Magda's silent gaze, and he felt a little sorry for his mother. After all, since he became as free as a pigeon, he rarely came back to live. Most of the time, he was either at x□□ier's house or at X□□ier's house. He was partying with a group of mutants at school until midnight. After all, Magda was very strict with him. He had a new boyfriend and things seemed to be going well. Why didn't he give his mother a beautiful woman who was actually not old yet? What about leaving a world for two with her boyfriend?
But Magda is obviously a little lonely and sad because of this, especially when her daughter is not very close to her.
——This is really not what I am good at. Peter thought with a look of despair on his face, changing his legs to support his center of gravity. He threw the steak that had been blown out of the air onto the plate, and then picked up another one. On the other side, Magda reheated the pot and began to fry the steak in the pot. There was an unignorable aroma of meat that began to fill the air.
"Don't look like the end of the world is coming. I've seen your expression numb since you were little, Peter," Magda said, putting in the second steak and frying it. "I want you to remember this recipe and cook it for your sister." It’s not a difficult task, and it won’t take you long.”
"But, Mom, it's hard for me not to let Harry do this!" Peter said slyly, "Because he is the one who knows how to cook best!"
"Do you still have any sense of shame? God," Magda looked at her son with side eyes, "You are already over twenty and you are so tall, but you let a child of such a tall height help you do this?" thing?"
"He's the one who knows how to cook best. Do you listen to me?" Peter argued.
"Those are two different things." Magda said, "Like you said, being taken out shopping by your sister to buy sweets is what a child should do."
But you didn't let me go out when I was a kid. I always sneaked out to go shopping and steal sweets! Peter looked at the ceiling, his face scrunched up.
They didn't even give me a chance to spend money to buy a bunch of candies! he shouted in his heart.
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Wanda's hand that took away the bloody lollipop paused, a little suspiciously, and then her expression relaxed. When Harry looked at her strangely, he found that the expression on this sister's face was somewhere between cramps and dumbfounding. .
"Peter was complaining in his mind that he wanted to eat a lot of candies, and I felt it." Wanda only took a few lollipops at first, but now she threw a large handful of bloody lollipops into the small basket of candies and put them on top. Looking at the stunned eyes of the people around him, he began to sweep away one after another, including sugar quills, bubble gum, and jelly slugs. He took whatever he saw and said to Harry simply, "Remember, Don’t prepare tooth-strengthening potions for him when he has a toothache.”
Harry: "..."Twins are so amazing.
He turned to look at the rows and rows of candies with interest. Due to the tutoring issue, he didn't think too much about candies, and he didn't have the desire to eat enough. But although he often mail-ordered Honeydukes candies with Draco, this was the first time he came to the store.
The Honeydukes store has macaron green ceilings, cabinets and window sills that match the surrounding golden decorations; glass jars of various sizes and shapes are placed everywhere, each jar contains colorful , all kinds of candies, and those cabinets, each top decorated with lace cream, as if the cabinet is also a big dessert, and at the entrance of the store there is a flowing chocolate fountain contained in a large glass jar. You can dip the candy in and then take it out to lick, or you can taste the large, pink heart-shaped marshmallow ring from the automatic marshmallow machine that is adjacent to the chocolate fountain. New chocolates in a hopper on the wall. Harry took a small taste and found that the chocolate had the flavor of mint and lemon curd, which was very delicious. The store had music box-like music as the background. As soon as you stepped into the store, you couldn't help but feel relaxed, not to mention the place was crowded with children. , it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a children’s paradise isolated from the world.
Nina was also carrying a small basket and was squeezed among the group of children - of course, she couldn't be expected to wholesale a large number of in-demand candies with her little strength, so her task was to buy some randomly. Get your favorite candies, but be careful not to fall down in the store. She jumped up and down and was so happy that she got what she wanted. She took off the ice mouse hanging on the wall, sniffed at the peanut butter and coconut sorbet, took the heart-shaped marshmallow circle in her hand, played with it, and stretched out her hand. Go for the floating sherbet drinks and be fascinated by the quirky candy figurines displayed in the glass cabinets.
I would like to criticize Draco and Harry who held her hands and took her shopping. Other children may have to think about which candies are the most cost-effective to buy within the limit limited by their parents, and may also worry about toothache, but Nina only needs to take it. Gold galleons and tooth-strengthening potions are always the best. not a problem.
As long as she pointed at something, Harry would get more for her, and Draco got a big box with the Malfoy family's membership card (yes, Harry was surprised to hear that wizards also have this thing) New chocolates and candies, while enjoying the envious looks of others in the store, I reluctantly gave some of these to the little girl, and then tasted them while shopping with Harry.
"Do you like the taste of this?" Draco threw the small spherical chocolate into his mouth and said dissatisfied, "I think it's too sour - it's so sour that my teeth hurt."
"I think you've eaten too many sweets recently and you feel sour toothache. No, wait, no, no, no, baby, the sour lollipop will burn a hole in your tongue. It's a bit too early for you, ron. Tell me he had such a tragic experience." Harry threw a Bibi multi-flavored bean in his mouth. Fortunately, it was vanilla flavored. He watched Nina take the sour lollipop in her hand and quickly pulled it away, "Eat this. "He gave Nina a chocolate wand with cocoa powder on the outside. The latter quickly bit off the tip of the wand. Inside was white chocolate sauce and peanut chips that were sweeter than the black cocoa powder and chocolate shell on the outside.
"It's white chocolate! Harry, white chocolate!" The little girl raised her arms to show Harry in surprise, "It's so sweet!"
"You must remember to brush your teeth when you get home, dear." Harry reminded, "It's already evening. If you don't brush your teeth if you eat sweets at night, you will get cavities."
The little girl pursed her lips and nodded in agreement.
"What a bummer," Draco laughed at him, "Who would mention brushing their teeth when visiting a candy store! You look like an old mother with eight children - come on, mother, please open your mouth, give me a strong one, and tell me, You're not allergic to rum, are you?" As he spoke, he stuffed a chocolate with a heart of wine into Harry's mouth. He ignored the latter's dancing and avoided his hand, and his tone was gentle, considerate, and amiable. Harry was suffering. When Xian swallowed the wine-filled chocolate, he really wanted to punch him.
"...First of all, I'm not a mother, and secondly, I don't have a son as bad as you, cousin!" After swallowing the chocolate and wine together, Harry dodged a child holding a licorice wand and covered his head. He looked at Draco sideways with his mouth open, feeling his stomach churning, and he complained: "I don't like alcoholic drinks!"
"If you like it, why should I feed it to you?" Draco said in a 'Are you kidding me?' tone, "And your tongue is too tender, cousin." He proudly put the other He stuffed one piece into his mouth. His piece was the core of fire whiskey. The hot taste of the wine burned his tongue, but Draco believed that this was the stimulation a man needed. Yes, every man needs to learn to taste stimulation. From beauties to broomsticks to wine.
Harry quickly picked up a piece of mint toad candy and stuffed it into Draco's mouth, letting the latter taste the feeling of something cold moving in his stomach... and at this moment, he alertly discovered that Nina, who was holding him, seemed to be Was pulled from the other side.
"Nina? Honey?" Harry called, and the girl immediately turned around and looked up at him.
"What, Harry?" She bit into a large piece of candy and blinked.
"Did someone push you or pull you just now?" Harry held the girl tightly, stroked her head with the new hat, and asked her gently.
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No, I didn't feel like anyone pushed me or pulled me, Harry."
Draco vomited a few times before taking a sip of pumpkin juice. Harry patted his shoulder. The two of them looked at each other, grabbed the girl's hands, and moved towards Wanda in the crowd.
Wanda had been waiting for them at the counter. She threw a small bag filled with Galleons, quickly paid the bill, and stuffed all the candies into Harry's bag, which could hold a lot of things. Walking out of the store, Draco found the darkest alley and walked inside. He vomited while walking, and said loudly: "——Wait, I will tell my uncle when I go back, how can you be so disgusting?" Give me lots of candies, piles of cockroaches, peppermint toad candies, I never want to touch a few of them in my life!"
Harry leaned close to him and spoke softly, but at the same time he complained like a noble boy: "Who told you to give me wine-filled chocolate? You didn't even wear gloves when feeding it! I don't like that flavor of wine-filled chocolate either. Chocolate, there’s no point in telling my dad, he’ll understand, dear cousin.”
"You'll be dead when we all go to hogwarts," Draco looked disgusted. He put his hands on the wall and endured the discomfort to vomit into the trash can a few times. He bent down and said, "When I have a wand, I'm going to teach you a lesson..." When he said the word 'teaching', Draco felt a burst of secret excitement in his heart, "When the time comes, I'm going to push you to the ground and spank you hard, you little kid. Trickster, I want you..." What else do you want? No, starting from spanking sounds a bit obscene...
"Almighty Merlin can testify for me that you were the one who provoked me first." Although he wanted to laugh at the idea of spanking, Harry still held back, "Cousin, you can't talk nonsense like this. It took a lot of effort for us to get out of the manor. Let's go out. If my father knew that we were thinking about how to beat each other up when we came out, he wouldn't let us go to hogwarts to avoid fighting in the dormitory. You know, we are cousins, and they would arrange it for us. Together."
Draco saw that he just felt funny, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief - Harry might be as wise as a philosopher in some aspects, but in some aspects he was as naive as a six-year-old child. Even in the United States, in a group of overly open-minded people, He is also the most youthful among the young boys and girls.
But what's wrong with this? Draco thought.
Wanda followed them with Nina in her arms, and the latter whispered to her sister: "What are they talking about?"
"They are saying some dream-like lines and are having fun. Don't disturb them for now and don't make any noise. Do you understand?" Wanda said in Nina's ear. The little girl nodded in understanding and hugged her tightly. Wanda touched her sister's neck. Seeing her cute little appearance, Wanda gave her a kiss on the face as an encouragement. The little girl smiled sweetly and kissed her sister back.
"I heard that Slytherins are always like this," the sisters on the other side were kissing each other, while Draco on the other side flattened his mouth and raised his chin, pretending to be reserved, which reminded Harry of his first year. Even though he was dubbing lines, he felt happy. "But I don't want to share a dormitory with you. Slytherin also has single rooms."
Harry lifted him up a little, making himself smaller and shorter in the shadows, letting Draco lean on his shoulders and rest his forehead on his shoulders. Although the summer night was not very cold, he still felt that Draco leaning against him like this made him feel warm. He patted Draco's back. Even though he was acting, he still felt like he was being relied on. His back was very straight. He also remembered the time when Draco was sleeping on his shoulder, even though he didn't dare to move at that time. But those short ten minutes were undoubtedly very relaxing.
Harry didn't hate this feeling, he even coveted it.
If only I were a few years older than Draco. Harry thought as he helped his friend read the lines. It doesn't matter if I hold him in my arms every day. It's okay for a brother to hug his little brother, but if Harry did this to Draco now, the latter would definitely scold him through his ears.
——Wait a minute, am I a little skin-hungry? Harry thought about it and felt that this seemed a bit too... hmm. So he thought about this issue a little hesitantly.
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While the two boys were hugging each other and having weird thoughts about each other, Wanda's eyes keenly caught the shadow coming from behind the wall. At first it was just a black shadow that looked like a shadow, but soon it approached the boys and Nina, who was holding her arms.
A red light suddenly hit the back of Wanda's head, and Wanda tightened her arms: someone was snatching the child in her arms from her. But before the light approached Wanda's shadow, Wanda's green eyes were focused in one direction like a wolf staring at its prey. The red energy ball in her hand immediately shone brightly. She waved her hand gently, and this The entrance to the alley exploded, and the curses that followed immediately stopped.
"Oh, you're not too stupid after seeing it. If you know you can't beat him, you have to be ready to stop and run." Draco said mockingly. He wasn't worried about Wanda at all, or in other words, he was only worried about whether that person would be beaten to death.
"Three o'clock!" Wanda shouted to them.
Harry and Draco immediately rushed in the direction she said as they had agreed before. Draco also took out a bottle of pumpkin juice and threw it forward like a magic trick. Harry cast a wandless blasting spell and it was obvious when he heard it. After a man's cry of pain, a shadow exposed by the shiny pumpkin juice floating in the air was quickly running away in another direction.
And when he, the person who secretly fired the spell at Wanda, found out that he was exposed by a bottle of ridiculous pumpkin juice, Harry keenly felt the fluctuations of magic in the air, and felt that this person might be about to apparate. , so he reached forward and made a groping motion, closing his eyes and sensing it. The sound of the liquid freezing immediately reminded the person who was about to escape that if he disapparated while his feet were trapped on the ground, The end result is probably a broken arm and leg.
And just as he turned his head angrily and pointed his wand at the women and boys in the alley, Wanda had already put down Nina and let the little girl stay by her side. As for herself, her hands were flashing red, and the fleeing person also I found that I didn’t know when, and my hands and feet were restrained by the red light.
He couldn't help but be shocked - this was not any kind of magic he had ever seen, and he couldn't break free at all.
"You'd better not move around," the young woman's calm voice was very clear in the alley, "They can only trap you and move you now, but if they blow up together with your hands and feet, will you... Learn to be more cautious?"
"Did he use some invisibility spell?" Harry walked up to the man whose silhouette was slightly blurred by the pumpkin juice, looked at him, and chanted an Expelliarmus spell on him, and a wand flew to his side out of thin air. The boy held it in his hand and examined it, "Should we be able to find out whose wand this is by handing it to the Ministry of Magic, right?"
"Why should we hand it over to the Ministry of Magic? There are only a bunch of rubbish in the Ministry of Magic - let's beat him up first. He won't be able to use any magic." Draco suggested with interest, "When the time comes, hand it over to the Aurors. , how about you just say it was self-defense?"
"...Don't let yourself be more like a criminal than a criminal, Draco." Harry's mouth twitched and he thought for a moment. The temperature in the alley dropped again, and a wall made of ice slowly rose up with the man at the center. , you can almost see the cold air coming out of that layer with your eyes.
"I heard that many magics require concentration to maintain. The more powerful it is, the more so," Harry said sincerely, but in reality, "Maybe he won't be able to maintain the invisibility magic after being frozen for a few minutes."
Thinking about it this way, Harry felt that the invisibility cloak passed down from his family was really useful because it did not require the user to use any magic.
Sure enough, after the cage made of ice was built, it didn't take long for the man to be unable to maintain any magic. A black cloak emerged from the air, shivering in the ice wall, but in the summer, his hands and feet were stiff from the cold, and his face was pale.
"Who is he?" Frightened by the man's terrifying expression, Nina tightened Harry's sleeves and hid behind her brothers and sisters, "A bad guy?"
It's no wonder that she came to the conclusion so quickly. This middle-aged wizard with a long black cloak and a ferocious face looked very scary now.
"A bad guy." Harry confirmed, "He should be a trafficker, maybe adding 'one'."
Harry casually took off Nina's new pink hat. This seemingly careless action made the wizard couldn't help but look regretful. Because the moment the hat was taken off, the little girl's long golden hair, which not long ago was like flowing moonlight, immediately turned into caramel brown.
What does this mean? It means that the hat is a magic prop that can change the color of hair, and he was deceived. The evidence is that he saw the green-eyed child slowly getting taller, and finally returned to the same height as the blond boy. About the same height.
"So - our previous guesses were all right." Draco took out his mobile phone, glanced at the wizard with disdain, and then looked at the clues they had spent ten minutes discussing, "In the end, we Are they too smart, or are today's Dark Wizards too stupid? Are all their brains full of pumpkin juice? I can't believe it's so easy to catch someone, what are those Aurors doing all day long?"
"It's just because many wizards are too rigid." Harry sighed.
"I have traveled to many places, and many people whose thoughts and environment are as old as each other have elusive obsessions with hair color and eye color. They firmly believe that these represent blood and talent. Even in the world of ordinary people, there is no shortage of this. Theory, they believe that people with blond hair are descendants of nobles, while people with brown hair are inferior in blood." Wanda said calmly, tied both hands of the wizard behind his back, and took out a piece of tape from somewhere and put it on his mouth Then he blindfolded him and kicked him to the wall, where he sat curled up against the wall.
"Since it is a case between wizarding families, they at least hope that the kidnapped children are of wizarding blood - then, a blond girl who looks like a pure-blood noble family is in Hogsmeade. It fully meets their requirements. What's more, there are two boys from a wizard family next to her, and there are three children who are not in school, and there is only one woman beside her." After saying that, she looked at the wizard and gave a condescending smile, but It wasn't contempt or sneer, just a faint smile.
"——And I know that this kind of people will always look down on women." She said, "Because this is also a bad habit hundreds of years ago."
