"Why are we following Harry?" Ron really doesn't understand what's going on in the world, or what's going on with Malfoy, "Where did you take out the Muggle phone? What are you looking at?"
"I don't expect you to understand what 'GPS positioning' is," Draco said without looking back, "but please shut up and don't expose your whereabouts, Easley."
"He sounded so familiar." Ron wrinkled his nose and told Hermione, "I bet he's just pretending."
What he didn't know was that Draco had become one of those "modern young people" as the newspapers called him, who was addicted to electronic products and Internet culture. Compared with him and his brothers who could drive a car and crash into trees, Draco was good enough to take the driver's license test. Not to mention, they also play games, watch movies, rock climbing and other Muggle entertainment activities.
"Well, it's not that I have to be annoying, Malfoy," Hermione looked at Malfoy who was following the GPS positioning on his phone with a complicated, confused, admiring, and speechless expression, "but... have you ever asked for his advice?" Do you agree? Let me just ask - ell, what will Harry think if he finds out? Besides, why do we have to follow behind? Harry won't take risks."
"You had to come with me - and I'm not afraid of taking any risks," Draco muttered as he struggled to identify the streets. "Harry ran away as fast as a fighter jet. This is New York, not a temple in Cairo... I'm afraid. Who is he infatuated with!"
"Hat?" Hermione couldn't understand the intention. She frowned, twisted her expression, and asked repeatedly, "What does that mean? What does it mean to be infatuated with someone again?"
"Who are you obsessed with? We thought you had given him a love potion a long time ago." Fred muttered in the background with a suppressed smile.
"Yeah, inseparable, like a shadow, this is not the best way to describe infatuation." Gee also murmured along with his brother.
Since these words were poking into his sensitive mind, Draco resisted the urge to gasp. On the surface, he was extremely calm, and even condescended to glare at the twins: "If you have time to make wisecracks, why don't you make some wisecracks?" What about the rest? If you insist on following her, just take your sister with you - the streets of New York are not Diagon Alley, and I am not responsible for looking for you if you get lost."
"Thanks for the reminder, man."
The twins looked at each other, said in unison, and carried Ginny forward. The little girl was depressed to find that her two brothers sandwiched her in the middle like they did when she first went to Diagon Alley when she was five years old.
Draco rolled his eyes: "I'm not reminding you."
Hermione curled her lips - the twins understood it right. This was indeed a reminder. They were tracking and searching in a queue. Non-locals were indeed easily lost on the street, but Draco, this bastard, was so annoying. .
"Damn Harry, he teleported there." Draco muttered, turning from one road after another, leading a group of 'followers' (as he insisted on calling them), and it took him about ten minutes to reach the one shown on the phone. position, and then he lay down beside the wall vigilantly and quickly, squatting low and half-crouched. His posture was obviously mature, which shocked Hermione and others who followed behind. They didn't know why he stopped suddenly. Then become like a paparazzi.
"Look, there!" Hermione first spotted Harry standing with two high school students, "But who is that? I remember he is coming after... Spider-Man? One of them is Spider-Man?"
"Really? They all look ordinary!" Ron also looked at them furtively. Judging from his tone, he was obviously extremely disappointed.
"Spider-Man is just a human being after taking off his tights, don't make a fuss."
Draco's thinking was not focused on 'Who is Spider-Man without the tights'? He was more concerned about 'Whether Spider-Man will become Harry's new obsession', so his eyes were like searchlights between the two. The faces of high school boys turn around, from appearance to height, from expression to behavior.
"... Your eyes look like you want to peel someone's skin off," Hermione patted Draco and advised kindly, "You will definitely be discovered like this... What are you doing with the wand?"
"Is there anything unclear about this? Obviously, it's too far away and I can't hear their conversation." Draco said in a low voice, quietly pointing the wand to his ear and reciting a spell to enhance his senses.
"Why are you paying so much attention? Spider-Man is an admirable hero, and Harry is there to help him. Spider-Man can't possibly cause harm to Harry..." Hermione resisted the urge to ask about the spell, and persuaded her half-heartedly. , suddenly felt that something was wrong, she remembered what Draco had said just now, her eyes widened, "...don't tell me that you are really, really afraid that Harry will become obsessed with him."
"Why else would I bring trouble on myself, Granger?" Draco rolled his eyes at her, "Have you seen the row of Captain America soldiers in Harry's cabinet, the pile of Star Shield clothes, and the row of Star Shield pillows? ...I will not allow such a 'obsession' to appear again, let alone a group of strange red and blue spider pillows appearing in his room."
Faced with his firm and resolute words, Ron and Neville were confused. It took Hermione a long time to find her voice. She looked at Draco with eyes that were both speechless and pity...the kind of pity that pity a sick person or a mentally retarded person.
"Really? Do you really want to compete with this kind of 'obsession'?" The brown-haired girl felt that her expression must be terribly distorted. She really didn't understand why she would ask such a question to someone who was in the top three of the grade. " Do you really want to... compete with this?"
"Hey, I know what Hermione wants to say, I know this tone well," Ron said to Neville a little proudly on the side, "What she wants to say must be 'You are a huge idiot, Malfoy'."
When Neville heard this, he glanced at Ron with heartache and pity - the daily 'Hermione-style education' made Ron completely unaware that he responded so quickly and skillfully simply because he was often treated in this way.
"You haven't seen Harry when he saw Captain America," Draco felt horrified just thinking about it. A Harry who left himself behind, followed Captain America, and tried his best to be the most lovable fan? It's simply sweet, as gentle as jelly, soft and elastic when poked; it will make people feel interesting and attractive, his green eyes will be full of reverence, and he will be full of worship for that object For the sake of thinking... In short, he will leave Draco behind. This is the point that Draco can't stand.
But right away, maybe it was because Murphy's Law was shining in this alley. When Spider-Man was shouting in his heart, "Is this Murphy's Law?", Draco also found that something he didn't want to see appeared in front of him: Harry He enthusiastically hugged the shorter one of the two and made up stories endlessly to praise him. However, the thinner man obviously had something on his mind (Draco language). They sang along and deceived the taller boy. Strictly, without a trace of doubt.
This made Draco's already ugly expression even worse.
Hermione: "You really can't watch anymore. Let's go back quickly - Harry won't be happy to see you like this."
ron: "Yeah, your face is so ugly, Malfoy."
"Shh, don't look, Ginny," Fred told Ginny, covering his sister's eyes, "Don't look at Malfoy's expression, you'll have nightmares."
"Yes, yes, you haven't faced the ugliness in the world yet," Gee said with a sad face, "Don't follow the bad example of our Mr. Malfoy first."
After saying that, the two of them took a step forward, one of them exerted their strength, and together with Hermione, they held down Draco who jumped up and wanted to rush out. The three of them grabbed him like an octopus. If anyone glanced here now, You'll definitely find it hilarious.
"Don't be impulsive!! Did you hear that, that's Harry's ability... They just want to communicate alone, not what Spider-Man wants to do, so don't be impulsive!"
Hermione tried her best to persuade him, and together with the twins, they held down Draco tightly.
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"You think...has Malfoy lost his mind?"
Ron was so confused that he nudged Neville, "You said Malfoy is crazy so he can bother us less?"
Neville silently ran forward trying to die, and even shouted, "Let's wait until you take off that Iron Man pendant from your bag before we talk!" ' Draco lowered his head and thought seriously, and then said: "I think... he may not have that time..."
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"So, please allow me... your mobile phone number?"
"ok."
"Twitter?"
"ok."
"Mail?"
"ok."
"ok, ok..."
When Harry Osborn came back to his senses, Peter Parker and Harry Xavier had already exchanged various contact information with each other. Only then did he realize that he had just been stunned for a second or two. The two of them were already very friendly. Obviously they were The kind of person who would become friends, they had already started talking about scientific topics that he didn't understand, which surprised him - this boy was really Peter's type.
"I hope we can keep in touch more," the boy said sincerely. "Although I go to school in the UK, I still go home often - just sometimes there is no signal on the phone, you know, old school."
"You also went to a private school?" Harry Osborn felt the same when he heard this and sighed, "I couldn't breathe there."
"Hmm...actually, it's a transfer from private to public?" The boy muttered, as if he was unsure, then raised his head and smiled, "It's quite interesting where we live. It's a closed residential teaching, and the things we learn are also very useful." He Winked at Peter.
Peter guessed that those potions were probably taught in boys' schools. His blue eyes were sparkling - magic! Magic potion! Curse! And the wand the boy just pulled out!
"Does your school have an entrance examination system?" Peter couldn't help but yearn for this unknown field. "I mean, it's an examination system where you make papers and answer questions."
"Sorry, it's... a selection system." Harry knew that what he was thinking about was whether ordinary people could become wizards, but unfortunately, whether a person is a wizard, just like whether he is a mutant, is completely decided at birth. Even pure-blood wizards would give birth to ordinary people. He could only look regretful, "Our selection starts at a very young age. Generally speaking, only those who received the notice when they were in elementary school can Study.”
"Oh - no -" We have reason to believe that Peter's regret and annoyance are absolutely real.
After saving the other party's contact information, they chatted a little more. After the boy expressed his gratitude again, the three of them parted ways. The boy walked in another direction, and Harry dragged Peter to a shopping mall. , found a bench and sat down.
He forcefully asked Peter to roll up his trouser legs, then looked around, patted his shoulders and back, as rigorously as if he was checking his homework. After doing all this, he confirmed that Peter really only had a shallow scar on his leg, and it was also There were no other wounds.
"It sounds too risky," Harry said seriously after he breathed a sigh of relief, "How fast is that car? You will probably be hit, Peter. I really can't believe you just rushed out."
"I'm not always such a noob, Harry," Peter laughed dryly, "I've recently, um, I've been exercising recently. Even if it's Flash, I can outrun him even if I can't hide from him. Everything is fine. Son."
"Yeah, I'm worried. Without me, who would have saved you from his closet." Harry joked along with his rhythm, "Fortunately, you're okay, Pete, God is really blessing you."
"Yeah, yeah, I feel very lucky this time too."
Peter was really grateful to the wizard boy at this time - since he was also Harry, he had to make a distinction in terms of title - his back was as smooth as new, the skin and hair soaked in the lake water were all dry, and the wounds Except for a specially made cut on the calf, the rest was either healed or only a white mark remained, which was enough to dispel Harry's worries.
and--
After weighing the bag, which was a lot heavier, Peter still wanted to say wow even though he promised the boy not to analyze the structure and do experiments at will.
He packed a bag of real magic potions produced by wizards.
and--
Peter glanced at Harry, who was complaining to himself about the private middle school.
Today he met Harry - his good friend - and met another Harry, a wizard boy and a mutant boy.
He felt that he could continue to maintain the friendship with the previous Harry without losing it for any reason; he could also develop a friendship with another Harry, a new friendship. This was easy. The boy Harry and his buddy Harry might have Many differences, but they also have kindness and care for Peter.
He felt that they could definitely become friends.
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After Harry parted with Spider-Man and his friends, he went straight into the path behind him without hesitation or turning around with a smile on his face. Not surprisingly, he saw Eight, who was being held down by the twins, Ron and Hermione. Draco showed his teeth and claws like a fish.
"Tell me, what's going on?" No. 1 smiled for less than a minute before he became discouraged because of his weakness. Harry reluctantly pulled Draco out, "Give me a reason? Draco?"
"Because you have a deep obsession with superheroes." Draco rolled his eyes, and then answered without a word, "I have to make sure that you don't have a new obsession with someone - someone who doesn't know the details -"
Hermione let out an annoyed groan: "Childish——"
"Pervert," Ron was determined to add insult to injury when he got the chance. "Harry is not your newborn brother. He has the freedom to choose which hero he is obsessed with - I mean, the kind of hero who is cooler, more handsome, and better than you. ——”
The twins quickly covered his mouth, because if he kept talking, looking at Malfoy's murderous eyes, he might rush over and chop little Rony into eight pieces.
"This makes no sense," Harry said with a headache. "This reason is so ridiculous."
He explained solemnly and earnestly: "Spider-Man is a respectable hero, and he is not someone who doesn't know the details. He lives in New York; I have no obsession with him. He spontaneously wants to protect the people." , I also spontaneously want to respect him, although his identity is kept secret, I think he is still a kind, reliable, and suitable person to interact with - I will be angry if you do this again, Draco."
"Look," Draco said not to be outdone, "You are like this, that's why I'm afraid-"
"Draco——" Harry said in a warning voice, crossing his arms. He didn't smile, he just had a serious expression on his face, but no one thought he was in a happy mood now.
"You're always like this-" Draco's voice lowered involuntarily.
"Draco." Harry repeated. His face became completely expressionless. This was the first time in a while that Draco had seen Harry with a straight face, which meant that he would be beaten if he didn't shut up.
Draco didn't care about eating - so the fear of Harry's fist welling up in his bones made him shut up. Just because he doesn't hit you during this period doesn't mean he can't hit you if he has an arm or a leg, right?
——Although Harry shamelessly called that 'reasoning'.
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"Little Harry is always a deterrent at some inexplicable moments." Fred and Gee said at the side.
"Harry like this is a bit scary..." Neville said as he shrank aside.
"Well done, Harry should have treated Malfoy a long time ago!" Ron said gloatingly, "He should have treated Malfoy a long time ago!"
"That's enough..." This is Hermione.
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The next shopping trip was quite enjoyable. The two girls shuttled through various shopping malls nearby. They shopped for clothes (Ginny expressed her appreciation for the Muggle dress), accessories (this was also appreciated), and bags (this needs to be accepted slowly). As for the boys, uh , of course they have to follow behind and be responsible for carrying the bags... However, Harry is not keen on shopping, and Draco has already had enough shopping. They are fulfilling the obligations of the master (yes, Draco included himself without permission), and for the remaining boys For them, everything about Muggles feels novel to them. When they first come here, even if they are just carrying bags, they don’t feel too bored. Even the vending machines feel novel to them, because the rest are all, well, ps. This means that except for Harry's boys, they are all purebloods.
Y blinked. He was originally worried that the boys would be bored when they went shopping with the girls, but he found that the atmosphere was so good that he came up with the answer after a little thought. For pure-blood wizard children, Diagon Alley or visiting relatives is their 'outing' before going to hogarts. In addition, it is also a stroll in their own manor, or in the fields and meadows near home. Play on.
"My little uncle will take me horse riding," when Harry curiously asked how other wizarding families went out to play, Neville withdrew his eyes from the electronic screen and answered happily, rarely stammering in the long sentence, "Longbottom's family has a horse farm, and I will take riding lessons there. My uncle will occasionally take me to horseback riding with some children from other wizarding families, and sometimes he will take me to run alone. My uncle likes fishing. He takes me I’ve been there, but I’m too stupid to catch a few…”
y got it.
"...So I never thought that the world of Muggles, who were said to be inferior to grandma and uncle, would be so beautiful...magical..." Neville's voice trailed off, and he looked at the shopping mall. The bright and spacious space and facilities, electronic products everywhere, various products he has rarely seen in the exquisite display windows, and all kinds of people coming and going... He looked at all this as if he was watching a very beautiful dream. , the expression was just like when Harry saw Hogarts for the first time.
Like a dream.
Draco was playing with his mobile phone nearby, and there was something unusual in his words: "...I thought your grandmother was close to the Muggles, Longbottom?"
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Because the target was Malfoy, Neville subconsciously apologized first, and then stumbled to explain, "No, no, grandma is actually not that, that, that..."
"Don't worry, don't worry, Neville," Harry comforted him for fear that he would choke him. He glanced at the two girls who were looking at the small earrings and found that they hadn't noticed, "It's nothing, we don't mean anything else." .”
"Grandma, she is very old..." Neville considered it for a moment, glanced down, and explained, "It's not that she despises Muggles... it's just that she thinks Muggles are different from us, and she rarely goes out. She thought Muggles have a very poor life, and Muggles should be like that, because they are not as powerful as wizards, so...but grandma didn't mean to think that Muggles are inferior people."
"And little uncle..." his voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, "...little uncle is a pure-blood noble supremacist, he is the head of the family, grandma... grandma can't always disobey his wishes."
Draco's face twisted into a ball after hearing this. He looked at Neville and then at Harry, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper; Harry blinked, a little confused. Both people had the same problem.
——Merlin, how could Neville's uncle really allow his nephew to attend the wedding of two 'male Muggles'?
"malfoy—malfoy? draco malfoy!"
At this time, Hermione called Draco again and again, "Help us choose--does the red one look better or the green one?"
Ginny beside her looked at Hermione with an expression of 'Merlin, are you kidding me', as if she couldn't understand why when Hermione raised her two earrings and asked about a reliable person, that person was Malfoy. Her eyes kept glancing at Harry, as if she thought she should ask Harry and Neville.
"Red is not suitable for you, Granger," Draco turned away from Longbottom's question and replied lazily, "Oh, the green one is good. You can find a jeweler to match it with a gemstone pendant when you go back. The yellow one will do, and here's another one. A green-brown long skirt, that combination can teach you elegance.”
He also successfully caught Ginny's eyes and smiled evilly: "Don't look at Harry, he only likes his traditional pullovers and superhero T-shirts, and knows nothing about fashion; the reason why he is wearing so brightly today is entirely because His relatives are giving away clothes in sets - are you disillusioned? Oh Longbottom? Longbottom's taste is his uncle's taste, don't count on it."
Harry, whose image was damaged, crooked his elbow in frustration.
"The first tip to get along with Malfoy is to ignore all the trivial things." Hermione turned around and asked the clerk to wrap up the green pair, and said to Ginny lightly, "Be normal and take everything he says seriously." If it goes too far, he will be the one who gets beaten, and Harry will take care of it."
"Yeah," Draco mocked, "No, I got beaten a lot because of you." He rubbed his arm, grinned, and looked at Harry again, "It's totally biased."
He didn't feel it before, but now that he thought about it, he was deeply jealous of it.
Harry smiled at him and stuffed the waffles he bought into his mouth.
"Our family won the prize at the right time," Fred said, holding a few gifts he bought for Mrs. Easley. "Seven hundred galleons is enough for my parents to visit Charlie, and it also allows us to buy a lot of interesting things - "
"There are a lot of things Dad asked us to buy, and he also gave us his personal money. You know him, Harry, he is very interested in Muggles." Gee tossed a coin in his hand and smiled. Xixi, "But mom knows--"
"He's finished!" Fred said.
No wonder the twins specifically asked Harry where stamps, razors, mobile phones and other things were sold. But once you bring the things back, wouldn't Mrs. Easley find out when she calculates the amount?
Harry mentally gave Mr. Easley a candle and asked casually: "Since you have been living in the wizarding world... do you want to try our snacks?"
"Sure, why not?" the Easley boys said in unison.
——When they finally walked out of a Costco, each of the boys carried at least two or three bags, and in less than three minutes, Harry had not packed all the things he could not carry back into the space he had opened up with magic. In the bag, Ron and Neville fell because of Coca-Cola.
"What can I do," Ron wailed seriously, "Can Coke be mail-ordered to hogarts, Harry? Can you think of a way? This is more exciting than butterbeer!" while Neville held the Coke can in both hands with a dreamy look on his face. , a look of surprise mixed on his face, especially cute with his round face.
Harry couldn't hold it back any longer and bent over with laughter. At this moment, his cell phone rang. He opened it and looked at it, and found a notification - he had won the prize in the online quiz lottery he had done some time ago. What was the prize? With a ticket, you can go to one of the most popular escape rooms in New York for free.
Harry thinks this is a good opportunity. He has spent too little time with this group of good friends recently, and he needs more time with them - and isn't group activities like escape rooms just right for them?
Thinking about it, he was quite excited. It was nothing for him to ask people from school to go out on weekends. It was also his first time to play an escape room. He had only seen this game online.
"Hey, everyone," he looked up and asked enthusiastically, "Who's interested in escape rooms?"
"………………"
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, Ron, Neville, and Hermione all looked unhappy, Ginny also fell silent, and Draco looked at Harry with a 'what's wrong with you' expression, feeling complicated in his heart.
Harry: "...Uh?"
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