"I don't understand," Draco said with unbearable meanness on the way downstairs, "Why don't you just fly down? Or do you think it's more appropriate to wear a pair of leather shoes and step up and down on the floor of your house? Instead of wearing socks like an ostrich.”
"——Shh, shh, keep your voice down, and I don't know what to worry about," Harry carefully stepped on the stairs with his foot to make a non-discourteous sound, while looking expectantly, "Peter He said the atmosphere was pretty good! He said my dad and the other party were having a good time talking!"
"Really, when you were almost strangled to death last time?" Draco smiled stiffly, "I find it hard to believe that the atmosphere was not bad - listen, there is either something wrong with your brother's eyes, or you heard wrong ”
"My dad is a very good man," Harry said sincerely. The image of Charles in his heart could not be shaken, which made his judgment unshakable. "He is not someone who remembers hatred so deeply."
"I hope you remember your hatred deeper." Draco said expressionlessly, "Don't be stupid - those are the people who almost strangled you and his accomplices. Can you not act like you are going to see your beloved?" A Muggle singer?"
"...Actually, I don't feel anything right now." Harry thought about it carefully, "I hate other people who want my life even more. For example, Apocalypse who wants the lives of all the rebels, for example, who wants both of our lives. Kevin. Uh, that's weird, Draco, do you think I'm born with a lack of anger?"
"I see that there is nothing lacking when you are angry with me, you are just heartless." Draco retorted coolly, "Look at how many times I have been beaten because of your anger for other unrelated people!"
Harry: "...That's because you are bullying others, okay?"
…………
After going downstairs, Harry realized that Draco was right.
The living room... let's call it half silent.
Tony Stark, who was wearing a well-dressed expensive suit and sunglasses, and Erik, who was wearing red armor, were quiet. One of them is holding a bag of potato chips with his legs crossed uncharacteristically, holding a piece in his hand and putting it in his mouth. The other is sitting upright like a statue with unspeakable taste. The coffee table is like a river between them. Here The people there couldn't communicate with each other. If it weren't for the sound of Tony chewing potato chips, you would have thought it was a silent movie.
But at the same time, the other half is still in full swing...a very 'hot' kind.
"——I will give up asking if you in the courtyard are lucky enough to be infected with the blood of gods, except for the possible behavior of my brother and his girlfriend and the impossible heirs (thor: loki!), or learn such abilities from others ," A evil god wearing a black suit, white socks, leather shoes, and neatly combed hair, who was too sexy to look like a god, sat opposite Charles. His face had the kind of smile and attitude that a company boss would have, yes, that kind of , noble, decent, maintaining the minimum etiquette, but never forgetting the sarcastic and contemptuous smile and attitude in his words, "But attributing the innate abilities that only the witches of Volva or the descendants of God have to ridiculous Muggle DNA , an ingredient that anyone can possess. Aren’t you all afraid that one day, this ability will be taken back or die? You can hear the voices of others. Such an ability will not let you stand in the human race. Does it create an unavoidable sense of non-subordination?”
"Although your speech is so religious, I still have to say rudely that I am an atheist." Charles did exactly what Peter said. He was smiling and seemed to be having a good conversation with the other person. "And the last question has been It’s outdated. You know, even ordinary men will occasionally feel that they don’t belong in the world. It can be seen that this has nothing to do with whether our DNA is the same; also, I think our definition of God is also different. If it’s because I am an atheist Otherwise, what DNA has given me will be taken back, then this is what I deserve, and I will not hate it; and conversely, if piety is true and effective, why do the people in your hometown never pray, but only pick up Fighting with weapons?”
Harry stopped at the door of the living room: "………………"
"oh--"
As soon as he saw the boys coming downstairs, Thor stood up a little eagerly, but Charles called out before that, with a bright smile, "——My dear son is already up, how about it, my dear, Does your head still hurt? Do you need to go up and take a nap? You can take a nap with Draco, or play games or do homework without forcing yourself to go downstairs - "
And Erik immediately said without resistance: "Come and sit here with me."
He urged the boy to hurry up with his eyes, and the moment Harry walked over, he couldn't help but place him on his right side - the farthest place from the Asgard brothers. Charles cordially greeted Draco and sat between him and Erik, causing the person involved to break into a cold sweat.
Harry: "...Um, hey, good morning, dad, uncle Erik, and hello to you."
Apart from basic greetings, he didn't know what to say. This, this doesn't sound like 'a good atmosphere' or 'a pleasant conversation' at all!
"Peter, you need to see an eye doctor, go right away!"
Harry really wanted to rush upstairs and yell at Peter about this, but unfortunately, due to etiquette and occasion, even Mr. Stark opposite him was giving a symbolic compliment, "If possible, I would also like to have such a handsome son. I'm so lucky, Professor." At that time, he could only face the three of them with weird smiles - each of their images had a scaled-down collection in his soldier cabinet, some were handsome, some were majestic, some were cunning... However, when facing each other like this, the model faces of the soldiers that can appear when you close your eyes are rather unfamiliar, because the real people are of course more real.
Harry couldn't help but cast his eyes on the person who almost strangled him to death, and felt a little dizzy.
The evil god Loki in a black suit, black tie, white socks and black leather shoes... If a toy manufacturer were standing here, he would definitely say hey, please license the image to us, because this one will definitely sell well! Harry couldn't help but look at him a few more times...
That slightly curly, semi-long black hair with beautiful luster! Those cunning and twinkling green eyes! His skin is so pale that even the exposed ankles are attractive! And he was dressed in neat suits and uniforms! Just because he wore it neatly and rigorously like an Earthling, it made him feel more... unusual, at least Harry had to use this word to describe it.
And he didn't have the slightest sense of being on someone else's territory. He sat on the sofa as if it were his favorite throne, and the look in his eyes and the little touches of his fingertips made him exude a completely different feeling from everyone here. Charm.
Facing this person, you will inexplicably feel that he is very suitable for the silver-green color of slytherin.
Well, on the contrary, as the elder brother, Thor was wearing ordinary men's casual sportswear, with half-length blond hair simply tied back, holding a bottle of beer, and looked like he had just come off a street basketball court. Yes, of course he is tall, strong, and very handsome, but it is undeniable that many people are visual creatures. Out of a hundred people, ninety-nine people will probably cast more eyes on Loki and have a good impression of him. In front of his younger brother , Thor seems casual and can be seen everywhere.
——Which of the brothers Thor and Evil God is the one who makes friends with the people on Earth? The evil god Loki seems to have understood the aesthetics and preferences of humans on earth!
Harry thought this over and over again, and couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. He was really afraid that he could not help but take out his phone to take pictures as a souvenir... This was not in line with the public's fixed impression of these super villains and superheroes. Harry wanted to sigh because the setting collapsed, but he also felt that it was more satisfying to know their unknown true side. For a while, he was a little confused.
Charles seemed to have lost his ability and didn't notice his struggle at all. He asked earnestly and indifferently: "Does your head really stop hurting? Oh, my dear, you drank too much yesterday. , when Peter brings you back, all you have left is sleeping."
Tony Stark's probing look that said, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of boy" made Harry blush, while Loki's look was what Harry called the playfulness of "seeing others make a fool of themselves." However, it was his father who revealed his embarrassing side, so Harry said patiently: "I'm really fine. I've had enough sleep. Dad, I drank some honey water and had breakfast, and I can sit on the broom." Flying two and a half circles in the sky——"
Draco probably couldn't stand the atmosphere either. He was very discerning at this moment. Without even glancing at Magneto's suggestive and intimidating look, he couldn't wait to answer: "Then what are you waiting for?" ? I know there is a very good venue. We can go flying around for a few times right away. Where is your broom? Shall we use fire or light wheel? "
The people with no eyesight asked with concern: "Sit on a broom and fly? Just use a stick as a seat? I think... I mean, won't your butt hurt?"
Harry silently looked at this expressionless person - Thor, who was glared at by Mr. Stark under his sunglasses. His eyes are sincere, like a college boy next door who can’t speak. You tell him hey, look at that bar, we should have some fun tonight, and he excitedly tells you that the wine and fried chicken in this bar are great. , what, watching the strippers dance, oh no, I have a girlfriend; or you are his girlfriend, and you tell him that I changed my lipstick today, he may say, yes, the color is really red, like ketchup .
"Good question, but you're not helping, Thor." Tony Stark snorted like a mosquito, while Loki raised an eyebrow and sneered.
"He should go to Slytherin, which is full of his kind." Draco leaned from behind Charles and said to Harry, "Does your comic book say he can do magic? His Animagus—— If there is one – it’s definitely a snake.”
"You know you're in Slytherin too, right?" Harry said with twitching corners of his mouth.
"I didn't say that I wasn't this kind of person. 'There are no good fools among Slytherins' is almost written into the house rules. What Weasley said is right. We have always been cunning, but we also have I'm so proud," Draco said bluntly, "but the person opposite you is much more cruel than me."
"I agree with the second part of the sentence." Harry touched his neck. It was a bit difficult to hang his head behind his father's back with his neck. He said, "The first part of the sentence... Well, I think you should forget it."
"Why?" Draco asked with an unhappy look on his face.
"Because you have always been one of my heroes." Harry almost blurted out, and then he was surprised to find that Draco's face turned as red as a tomato almost instantly, but the latter immediately fell silent and asked, "What do you mean? one?"
"One of the things I mean is that there are many people in this category." Charles interrupted their conversation, and gently used his own hands to push their heads back, "It's not that I want to interrupt you. We're just whispering, dear, but I'm really worried about your necks. How about, as you said, go flying around and play Quidditch? Our chat with Mr. Stark will take a long time, I think. It’ll make you so bored that you’ll doze off.”
"Oh, no, no, no," Loki shook his head rhythmically and said 'no' before everyone else, "I heard that magic also exists in the atrium. Since it would be boring to listen to our conversation, why don't you let me talk to this boy? Chat? We had a good chat last time, but he was not very honest, otherwise - I could even show him the magic of Asgard."
He raised his lips in a meaningful smile, which made Harry's young heart beat wildly again. He felt like a poor prey being targeted by a snake, possessing the characteristics of 'fun'.
And Loki grinned at the two boys and said, "Also, in a sense, you are right. You know, my favorite thing to do when I was a child was to turn into a snake and crawl around in the courtyard."
erik: "Don't talk to him."
Draco said: "This is not a suitable occasion for us, let's go, Harry."
These are two people from the vigilant faction.
Harry smacked his lips dryly, thought for a moment, and looked at Charles. The latter had no intention of stopping him, but instead patted him on the shoulder, as if encouraging him to give a speech on stage. So he asked politely: "...Um, why?"
The evil god was very considerate and answered him happily: "Because at that time Thor was very afraid of snakes. He was scared to death. Do you want to know what it looked like when he saw a snake? You don't want to see that scene. He is so strong, but he is afraid of a snake." The little snake makes that face.”
Harry couldn't help but look at the person mentioned, but the blond man just took a sip of beer and had no reaction. He just shrugged his shoulders... It seems that during this time on Earth, scars have been exposed. It has become commonplace to reconcile old scores and make fun of them.
"...Um." Harry felt a little embarrassed. Obviously this was Thor's dark history, otherwise the other party wouldn't be so interested, but of course he couldn't get to the bottom of it and ask, 'So did you get pleasure from scaring him? ', he could only continue to answer dryly, "I like snakes very much... I helped raise a snake. His name is Haierbo, a very big snake."
"What a realistic rhetoric, Harry," Draco looked miserable next to him, "Don't you have anything else to boast about?"
According to his opinion, since the basilisk was mentioned, why not mention its almost incurable venom, its body that can crush a person to death, its terrifying resistance to magic, and its astonishing bite force that can chew up all animals with their skin and bones. ? And those eyes that make you see Merlin with just one look?
Better to scare the criminal away - even though mirrors and mandrakes can resist the eye of the basilisk, various myths suggest that even gods fear poison without an antidote.
However, Draco also has a desire deep in his heart, a desire to make a mistake. He feels that if the wonderful scene in Loki's impression was released by the pensieve, he would be willing to enjoy it. It would be better to watch a justice. The fact that a messenger, a god, and a strong man was so intimidated was something he was happy to do.
Draco glanced at Thor's strong and perfect physique with jealousy and envy, without a trace of fat or bulkiness. This was probably the physique that all boys aiming to become Quidditch stars dreamed of, and although Draco believed that aristocratic style must It can't be like this, but it's not like he doesn't long for such a powerful body in his heart. Of course, starting from last night, he had a sudden enlightenment. He knew that he had a place in his heart. He meant that he must be able to at least one day in the future. He can knock anyone who wants to beat him to the ground and beat him.
Thinking of what happened last night, Draco couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. It's something special, something...something that makes people smile just thinking about it. Draco has been in that delicate emotional state for a long time, but everything opened up with a bang after the glass window in his heart was pierced last night.
It's like... a lost person suddenly realizes that he has been circling the right road, like a thirsty person who realizes that he has been thirsty for a long time and still has a bottle of water, like a person who likes to eat cakes finally knows that this taste is called sweet, and is confused. After being ignorant and entangled and anxious, I came to the correct answer. In addition to regretting my idiotic behavior all the time, I also tasted joy and sweetness.
Many things have shown that if the wand cannot be bound like a game equipment, you will have to fight hand-to-hand without it, unless you are like Harry, who never uses a wand and is gifted with special powers, and Draco's hawthorn wand is only It has to be said that the scars are a miracle. Weasley's wand was accidentally broken. During that time, he and the people around him lived a life that was said to be like a nightmare.
"Is that snake poisonous?" Loki asked with interest.
Harry: "...Yes. But I usually don't let it hurt anyone. I raise it because it needs to be nurtured. When it is not needed, I let it go to school. That is its favorite place."
Draco boldly said: "You can try it and then you will know if it is poisonous - it can even twist your head off."
"Oh, don't be so rough, Draco," Charles ruffled the boy's hair, and the latter, for some reason, was extremely compliant, "You should watch less bloody movies."
"But he once wanted to break Harry's neck..." Draco turned his head and muttered. This sentence made Thor have to put "seriousness" and "heavyness" on his face again. At the same time, he looked at Harry with an even more guilty look, which made Harry's skin crawl with guilt.
Harry silently glanced at his increasingly courageous friend, then silently picked up a plate of cookies from the living room table, took one in his mouth, and stuffed the three cookies into Draco's mouth.
Let's just shut up together. He said this to Draco with his eyes. The latter choked on the cookie and gave him a blank look.
"Don't think too wonderfully. I'm not from the Middle Garden. I'm a god. As long as my soul is not destroyed," Loki laughed. Everyone could hear the sense of superiority hidden in his words. His upper body leaned forward, and Harry almost You can smell the cologne on his body - what did this man learn on Earth - and Loki's tone is full of temptation, "I can heal all wounds - even if you twist my head off. This That’s what I can do, can the magic in the atrium do it?”
Tony Stark, who was next to him, moved his mouth, turned his head and said quickly: "Yeah, then why is there a fool who can't always remember and is being deceived all over the place?"
Harry could see the look on Thor's face - he looked a bit ashen and wanted to give up treatment. The silent blond man sat there, exuding an aura that made everyone want to sympathize with him.
"'The magic of the atrium' can destroy your soul," maybe because his tone was very contemptuous, maybe because Harry's latent factor as a potter was at work, maybe Harry finally understood why he was almost pinched last time He went to see God and the other party was confident, so Harry turned his head and blurted out to Loki, "There are many magics that specialize in the soul. If you say that the wound healed is a physical injury, then it means that what you can heal is a physical problem. Generally speaking, it is cell regeneration and physical repair, but if your soul is damaged, or you are cursed, diseased or poisoned, your magic will not work."
charles: "...Wow."
"...Well, of course, I heard that people in Asgard are almost immune to the above three items, I mean, disease toxins and so on." After coming back to his senses, Harry thought awkwardly of the information he had collected. Many people like Thor very much, and there are news reports that boast about God's power. I heard that small religions that believe in Nordic mythology are crazy about this, and they have made a lot of comments, counting all the extraordinary things about God... Harry can't tell what information. Which ones are true and which ones are false? Nordic mythology is an old thing after all. Reality, the present, and the current world information are the most accurate.
"As a child, the things you know are pretty good," Loki said lazily, with a smile on his face. "We are immune to almost all diseases and toxins. This is very basic. We also have various powers. Any ability we use will make us immune." It can make humans kneel down and believe in us, just like how humans memorized Nordic myths thousands of years ago. It’s like saying that the temperature and cold that are fatal to you are just a little bit to me..." He gestured with a short The length of "Little Problem."
Oh, relatively accurate information. Harry thought instinctively. Write it down when you look back.
This is the first second reaction.
And the next second, he heard his father say in his mind: "Did you notice something interesting, baby? He said 'we'."
In the third second, Harry recalled that the God of Thunder and the Evil God were not biological brothers. The former was an Asgardian and the latter was a Jotun, also known as the God Realm and the Frost Giant.
"...Oh!" Harry couldn't help but oh, and then covered his mouth before Loki's eyes looked deeper.
Draco next to him didn't understand what he was doing and looked over in confusion.
Mind readers are always attentive and easy to understand people's hearts. Loki seems to want to throw his brother to the other side of the earth and never see him again. He would rather die several times to escape from him. But on the other side, he said 'us', Asgard The sense of belonging is obviously still arrogant in his bones. This made Harry's eyes change when he looked at Loki.
An evil god with a strong sense of belonging to his hometown?
Like himself, he is from country x, but he prefers to be from country o, where he grew up?
This is the hometown where you raised yourself, what about your family?
Only then did Harry suddenly remember the information he had heard before - there was a pair of brothers living next door to his house, and there had never been any rumors that this family were not brothers. The mouths of people whose ears have grown long during their morning jog can listen into almost every trivial household matter.
"But those may not be scary to you," Loki said slowly while Harry was thinking in his mind, "After all, I heard that you are both a mutant and a wizard. Magic allows you to protect yourself and let You are just a little bit more powerful than other mortals.”
"...Oh." Harry said dryly, not quite sure what this compliment meant or what it meant. He stuffed a few more cookies into his mouth. Seeing him like that, Charles was really afraid that he would choke, so he poured him a cup of tea.
"Someone at school is baking apple shortbread today," Erik said stiffly, but he tried to soften it, letting Harry know that he was just suggesting, not losing his temper, "If you're not full yet, go and share some. "
It seemed that Erik didn't want his children to participate in this awkward and cold conversation - he said it as if there was no food at home. Harry thought silently.
"You want him to drive so far away?" Tony Stark waved his finger, "Oh, of course, gentlemen, I'm not trying to offend, but I'm just curious as a scientist and inventor, because your words sound like you just want him to go up. A building."
"There is something called a Floo Network and a fireplace," Draco said in an arrogant tone. As he stood up, he reached out his hand to pick up Harry, speaking so fast that he couldn't hear clearly, "Let's go."
Harry nodded to the guests: "Well... then, we take our leave, gentlemen."
The two boys ran out of the living room one after the other, you dragging me and I dragging you. Charles remembered something, so he smiled and shouted to them: "Harry?"
"What's the matter, Dad?" Harry quickly turned around.
"R□□en wants you to come over this morning," Charles winked at him, "You can take your brother and sister to see what kind of wedding cake you want to eat - Wanda is already there."
Draco was waiting for Harry, but when he heard Wanda, he couldn't help but tremble, and then he heard Charles turn to him and say something that made his heart beat faster.
"By the way, son, Draco hasn't been there as a guest yet, has he? Why not take him to visit and introduce him to everyone? This is something that must be done sooner or later."
...It took Draco three seconds to control himself and stop himself from 'thinking too much'.
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If there was any door or fireplace in the world that would make Harry feel confused after walking through it, then this one would be one of them.
Imagine that the atmosphere at home is a little dry. You and your friends managed to escape from this place and got on a bus. As soon as you opened your eyes, closed your eyes, wow, you came to a place you shouldn't be, and the person holding your hand Not only has the friend who held your hand disappeared, but there is something accelerating in front of you, coming towards your face.
Harry was almost dumbfounded.
Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do? I entered the fireplace to go to the academy. I didn't lift my legs to kick myself and Draco into the alien space door? !
"What the hell!"
Harry was stunned, and the words blurted out. With a jolt, the big iron ball that was coming towards him whizzed through his body - the iron ball was made very solid, and when it passed through Harry's body, it hurt. It also followed, because Kitty, codenamed Phantom Cat, shared his ability to travel between places like a ghost, but this is based on the principle of 'decomposing himself into atoms and traveling through matter'. Dense matter will This will lead to such a result. There is no doubt that this iron ball is specially made.
At that moment, the classic theme song of "007" simply sounded in his ears. The tune was as tense and surprising as ever, and you knew the plot behind it might be cool. But there may not be a peaceful life like a beach cocktail beauty.
Harry Kabakaba twisted his neck and looked back because of the whistling sound, and found the big iron ball - five iron balls with a diameter as wide as Harry, swinging back and forth like a pendulum by a steel wire (probably other materials) With... swinging back towards him! He could only wave his hands like a traffic policeman, trying to manipulate the metal, and at the same time jumped a few steps back quickly, quickly judged the lowest point through the arc of the swing of the iron ball, and couldn't help shouting, even if the ability is not used in this way, He still had to rely on his skills: "Stop!"
With a buzzing sound, the iron ball obeyed his order and fell quietly. Finally, it stopped at the lowest point for about a minute, and then Harry felt that the force pushing the iron ball disappeared.
But it's not over yet! Harry immediately heard something like a school radio:
"Please pay attention, Mr. Harry x□□ier, please pay attention, Mr. Harry Li Qianhuan, only her English speaking tone has a mellow and peaceful tone, and she likes the ending sound to rise, "Do you think that ball is just the beginning? That's right, the exam time you have is one hour, ah, by the way Just to inform you, you are not allowed to use your little stick in this exam——"
The sound of a group of teenagers and girls laughing came from the communication equipment somewhere. Because of the 'little stick', Harry bet that he recognized the voices of at least three bastards, such as John, who laughed very loudly, and Scott. , he laughed at Harry's little stick as he was an expert at it. What was strange was that Harry could still hear that there was Warren among them. His voice was the deepest, but he didn't come back often, and there was Kurt next to him who was doubtful and conscientious. Question: "What are you doing to Harry? Why did you let him go in there like this?"
"——Use your possibly slow skills and abilities, as well as the witch's spell without a stick, to defeat all the enemies, and you will be qualified. Don't blame us, little honey, this is the order given by Mystique, It's your homework -" Li Qianhuan continued to speak into the loudspeaker while suppressing a smile, "By the way, your child is in another room, don't worry, just wish him good luck!"
"I'm even more worried!" Harry shouted in shock, "I'm wearing a T-shirt and casual pants! Wait, when you say 'another room', do you mean an ordinary one, or something like this?!" He pointed After walking around for a while, he shouted uncertainly, "—did you hear that? He didn't bring his wand!"
"Okay, worried dad," Scott grabbed the microphone and said, "He is not a baby in your arms waiting to be fed! He can't die! He was not thrown into a room like this! Do you want to consider taking back your tears?"
"Hey, I'm here as promised!" Li Qianhuan snatched the microphone back, and Harry could still hear Jean's uncontrollable chuckle. Oh my god, that was Jean, his father's protégé, the calm and steady eldest sister, and now Totally led by Scott!
"Uh, just a reminder," Li Qianhuan seemed to have a surveillance screen over there. As soon as she snatched back the communication microphone, she kindly reminded Harry, "You can't pass this venue standing up - escape or stop all attacks. Facilities and enemies matter, the next attack is... 4, 3, 2, 1!"
Her reminder was spot on. Harry was running forward before she counted to 1. Then when he counted to '1', he suddenly exerted his strength and jumped out of the platform he was standing on. He jumped upwards and grabbed a tight hand. He stretched out the railing, used his arms to hang himself in the air, and immediately stepped on the wall with his feet to climb up to another high platform. Then he twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the place where he was standing - a pipe was knocked down from that place, and It seemed to be soaked in oil, because the flames spread in that place. Harry raised his head, wondering whether this thing was deliberately designed to fall down or whether the project was just too bad.
"One last reminder, the number of devices that are opened is gradually increasing, so remember to adapt to the rhythm. Okay, bye, good luck to you, let's have a drink together when we come out, and Warren will learn how to bartend!" Scott grabbed the microphone again and finished with gloating, Just a few words and the communication was turned off.
They must have gathered together to watch me on the monitor. The corners of Harry's mouth twitched fiercely as he assessed the situation. Then he quickly looked around - an iron-like room with a high ceiling, passages and high platforms, and many railings. However, the welding patterns and gaps on the ground proved that there must be many mechanisms, and when Harry looked to the left, he also saw As for the mechanical gun, it is all on the ceiling, connected to the mechanical rod holder. It looks a bit like a selfie stick, but whether the bullets coming out of it or something else will not be known until it is activated.
This place is a bit like a large outdoor extended training site, integrated with the iron laboratory, but at the same time added with terrifying military high technology, and it is also controlled by a group of people who are not too big to watch the excitement.
As soon as this terrifying metaphor appeared in his mind, Harry felt himself rising into the air - a long giant mechanical hand stretched out from nowhere and wrapped around him, lifting him to a higher place! And this huge volume, with his current level, he can't open it using magnetism!
…………
"Hahahahahaha!!!!!!"
In the monitoring room, all the students from twelve to eighteen years old gathered in front of the screen. They all laughed when they saw Harry being lifted up and subconsciously kicking his legs like he did when he was five years old. If someone were standing here, they might think they were having a party - they were all wearing casual clothes, and a table was set up in front of the monitor, half of which was filled with messy snacks and messy M's fast food takeaways, French fries and ketchup. The smell can penetrate people's noses, and the other half of the table is occupied by wine bottles high and low with colorful contents. Not only wine bottles, but also ice buckets, shakers, ounce glasses, and scattered lemons. Salt shakers, milk cartons and orange juice cartons, various glass goblets... These don't look like anything you would find in a school surveillance room.
warren, that is, the one with wings. The bartender who showed off his skills today maintained the usual playboy smile on his face. The shaker cup in his hand kept shaking, and he tossed it in the air for the last time and stabilized it like a show of skill. After catching it, he finally poured a glass of milk-green wine into a flying saucer cup and handed it to Kitty, who was staring at the screen excitedly. The alcohol was not high and very sweet, which was suitable for young girls.
"Grasshopper wine." He introduced proudly, "One of the best wines."
"Oh, thank you~" Kitty took it and took a sip, then tugged on her brown ponytail, turned to stare at Warren, held the straw with her blue paw and sucked Kurt with a twisted face, and asked with interest, "Hey Kurt, what's your drink?"
"Manhattan," Kurt said with a curious expression. His blue and textured skin made it impossible for anyone to tell whether he was drunk with cocktails. "Subtle, very subtle, and I didn't taste the juice?"
"That's because I didn't add juice to it," Warren rolled his eyes, "Not all cocktails contain a lot of juice. It was you who said you wanted a 'man's drink'. All you drank before was tequila." Out, grasshoppers and margaritas!”
"Give me another Tequila Sunrise," Scott's laser-emitting eyes stared at the screen through quartz glasses. He was the one who smiled the most arrogantly. "This is so fun, why didn't we Throw him in earlier? I mean, the daily training we only get out of in two hours—"
"Don't be stupid, throw Harry into it, will you help prepare for the wedding?" Jean pointed out this point mercilessly. She is also the kind of person who is busy with arranging affairs because of the wedding, and only needs to do tasks and do manual labor Scott said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, it's not that I don't want to do it, it's R□□en who said I can't do those things well! We're just busy with our own things, and you girls always think that he can't do it alone among us." What's wrong?"
——This is why Harry had such a tragic experience. r□□en asked them to do training? Yes. Did the parents approve this? That's right. In this matter, Twinkle also helped to create the dimensional door to confuse the fireplace? Yes. But today, throw Harry into this training ground, give him a time limit of one hour, and then take his friends away for some other treats?
This really doesn't exist.
This is all because when planning a wedding some time ago, Harry was unknowingly welcomed by the ladies - no matter what, he could make a dyeing potion for them that would not harm their hair; he could adjust the size of their clothes with the help of a wand. Tell them that the scale is wrong; the light effect spells planned to be used at various weddings are also very good-looking; if something happens to the boys, Harry can guarantee that the damaged facilities will be restored as quickly as possible so that the accident will not happen. hindering others; and during the boy's time at the academy, he was almost Hank and Charles divided by two: he was gentle, patient, and considerate, and he could take care of the younger children and help the older ones. Girls handle all kinds of tedious wedding affairs together, and magical aesthetic in luxury and decorations is quite aesthetically aesthetically; while all adults initiate crazy because of the coming wedding, crazy increase the project, and when they are random, Harry can always take over. The most brain -burning part of the review and sorting out, he may not understand the market price or romance, but it can make you feel at ease from the irritability, from the handsomeness to the order.
This is the ability of R □□ ENCLAW. At least many people in the wizarding world have proven that they have not understood how R □□ ENCLAW has been in a dozen dozens of books, experimental goals, and finding perfection with work with work. Balanced, and the efficiency is very good; you can say that a magic of a R □□ Enclaw is not good, but you can't say that a R □□ Enclaw will not make a reasonable plan for something because you want to be huge in huge To satisfy their curiosity and curiosity in the world, they need to learn reasonable planning at the beginning.
They may be messy in their lives, but don't worry, the things in their hands are definitely in an orderly and efficient.
Sirius once described the top R □□ Enclaw girlfriend he had associated: "I didn't worry about her unqualified level, or a unqualified student union chairman at that time, but I'm afraid I will get up in the morning to prepare for the morning to prepare When I was dating, I was put on a pigeon, or when I woke up, I became a single man, physiological, forced. "
If Harry is twenty years old and is an elite college student, maybe girls will not prefer this type, but Harry is only thirteen. In their eyes, they are still a younger brother. This is like ... a cute little helper, Little adult, between the younger brothers who love to add messy, sweaty boys and cute dolls. Of course, girls prefer the latter. Even the evening party will discuss when Harry returns. Will bring friends together, should he give him a few new clothes, he does not wear contact lenses is particularly attractive ...
In short, he has the trend of becoming the central topic of girls. This trend is actually very threatening.
So Harry couldn't help becoming everyone's pastime today. The boys are looking forward to throwing ugliness in training like them. The girls feel that this is also very good, so the monitor of the boys also surrounds it -the most important thing is that they are really boring recently because they are really boring because they are really boring because they are really boring because they are really boring because they are really boring because they are really boring because The preparation of the wedding is almost the same, and the remaining part does not require students to be responsible.
"No matter what you say, it's true that you don't help our busyness." Jean repeatedly emphasized this, "You also increased our workload, 'wall killer', 'laser eyes'." Say, she is steady, she is steady Steadyly sending a spoonful of ice cream to his mouth, the Rogue around him sneered at the boys: "You are jealous of Harry more popular than you."
"What are we jealous?!" John raised his voice, "jealous of his stick or a small body?" After speaking, he laughed a few times, the lighter shot a few laps in his hands, and then wiped out a spark. Jump in his hands.
"Don't say that." Bobby is creating new ice in the ice bucket and maintaining its low temperature. He heard that he said seriously, "Harry is still growing. strong."
"Oh no," Kitty said, "I like such Harry, our college really does not need muscle strong men!"
Rogue: "... Well, I agree."
"No one is a muscular man, okay, lady?" Scott knocked on the Nuts Cup, glanced, "The only thing in line was Logan -he saw it when he bandaged, it was really an explosive muscle group." He coughing A few times, knocking on the screen, "I see Harry cannot become a muscular man. He is a qualified book nerd. You see his little arms and calves, he ... he ... lean, why is he so flexible!"
Bobby was also surprised to look at the screen: "... I didn't expect it to be like this. I didn't say that it was impossible, but this was beyond my imagination."
John: "Consider, guys, we should catch him out of the task and do your work ... He is still too comfortable now!"
The boys were all around the screen, just like watching the new science fiction movie -Harry on the screen, and the long -term manipulatory control has been got rid of the control. It is a huge long sword after the combination of bronze and rotten iron. The moment the long sword was cut off at the robotic arm, the robotic arm was cut off like a rubber puree, and the part of the robot rolled by the boy went straight to The whereabouts were released.
Harry escaped like this, and immediately read a spell that they didn't know what they didn't know before doing the free fall. A hot mechanical shooting.
"Wait, let him taste this!" John took out the instruction manual given by R □□ EN, found one of the dozens of buttons for a long time, and finally slammed one of them.
Boom! Without a sound, the ceiling opened a large mouth, and the water that could stun the person was so diligent in the place where Harry was pouring down, and the parties' mouths became O -shaped, so they were flooded.
Bobby took a few keys, replaced the monitor, pulled the distance, and then "Wow '.
There are water drops splattered on the screen, but it does not prevent them from seeing Harry rushing quickly in the water in the waterfall, and when Harry successfully escaped the scope of the water pillar, all young girls found that he was not soaked. But it may be sequelae. He vomited a few times, and his face was not quite good.
"... Seeing ghosts." John's face, who had been unconscious by this training facility, didn't look good at all, and disappeared from his face. He murmured, "What magic did he use?"
"Let's take a look again." Scott spoke simply, and manipulated a joystick. Considering that Harry had the ability to have his father and boyfriend for a long time, he made the training venue prepare next ...
There are almost no warnings, the rays of laser weapons are projected one by one. Harry's face in the monitoring is unhappy, but he is extremely flexible and not harmed. In the final analysis, this attack is not dense, scott, they It's not the heart that wants to let him lie on the bed. After all, it is something conveyed in a straight line. Harry even raised his hand in that direction after finding a bunker, just like the sound effect in the movie 'poom ~' A laser weapon was destroyed, and the money of repairing facilities was not distressed at all. Maybe this is the wizard's confidence.
As long as the magic is hard enough, the spell is much more than laser weapons, and there is a spell called repair spell.
His agile skills and rapid response caused several men who had caused the black history of the wolf during the first training to lose the joy of watching the lively, but stared at — they were all during this time. Those who have received training feel that they have improved significantly. They thought they could laugh at Harry as a predecessor this time!
"OOPS (oh)." Someone said desperately.
In this regard, Jean, Kitty, Rogue, who looked at Harry, grew up, showed a 'smile that would be like this, and there was no doubt that there was no doubt.
"Why not?"
Jean said for granted, pushing the cup to warren: "Drive, I want a cup of red powder."
Warren was originally a unruly person, but in the face of Jean ... He said nothing, took a bottle of red pomegranate syrup to start bartending, and lowered his head. It was not honest.
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Harry is not embarrassed, but some people are embarrassed, such as his friends, his best friend, Mr. Draco Malfoy, is completely unclear what happened. .
——What is me, where am I, what kind of ghost place, Harry? ? ?
Draco looked around: this corridor looks like a narrow Muggle mansion ... It is not the large model of Harry's family, but it is relatively narrow. After all, there is a gap between the rich and the poor in the world. Draco does not know that Muggle lives a very good life like X □ □ IEer's family.
He stepped on the foot -wooden floor and red carpet, and would make a cheap sound on it. It may be that there are too many bad crisis in the experience, and at this moment his sense of crisis spars.
Is this kidnapping? Or accident? where is he? Still in the United States?
"hello."
"hello."
When Draco frowned and looked at the walls and hanging paintings with cheap powder paint next to him, two childhood sounds that could almost be combined made him snoring, and a movie he had watched suddenly poured into his mind, and he was so cold that he was cold. Come, the stomach also began to make a sense of discomfort.
He didn't dare to turn his head, didn't dare to speak, and dared to glance at the source of the sound quietly, and then--
——Lina, as Harry's favorite, Draco also pumped the corner of his mouth, his nose shook a few times in the air, and then he couldn't wait to yell.
"... Don't think I can work if I have watched the trick of" Spirit "!"
He shouted at the twins wearing a small skirt at the end of the corridor at the end of the corridor.
One of the twin children wearing a cute blue skirt twisted his head, and seemed to be surprised why this person was not afraid, and asked in a tender voice: "Why?"
"Because you are obviously a shameful boy," Draco pointed out mercilessly. "Don't think that you can wear a skirt. You don't wear a wig, and you are a little black than your sister! How do you want to wear a skirt?"
At first glance, it is a means of intentional scary, but Draco is not afraid. But by the way, he was relieved, and it seemed that the bridge in "Flashing" would not really happen!
The dwarf twins stared at each other, maybe I felt that this was no longer effective. Among them, the little girl did not know where to find a walkie -talkie. Everyone, plan B, Plan B! "
Then Draco heard the little girl saying a name that made him relieved and vigilant: "Nina, Nina, it's you!"
The next moment, the windows on both sides are all open! Then the stable situation was messy at once!
"Merlin's beard!" Draco screamed almost on the spot, and immediately, immediately, turned his head and ran!
What flew in from the window to attack him is that a large group of black birds and various living bugs held in their mouths! !
