Harry sprained his waist in New York.
This shouldn't have been big news, but when Harry appeared in the cafeteria the next day with his hands on his waist, he unexpectedly saw a wretched expression on everyone's faces. When he passed by someone for the eighth time, the latter's face flashed with a secretive expression.
He couldn't help but ask, "Are you serious, Hermione?"
Hermione took down the book in front of her face, held back her laughter, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You! And Ron, and Drac, and everyone I met today, why are they so afraid to say anything? "Harry was really puzzled.
"So..." Hermione finally laughed. "So you don't know what happened this morning?" Seeing Harry frown,
Hermione didn't keep him in suspense anymore.
"During breakfast today, Ron asked Neville why you didn't come. Neville said,
Harry sprained his waist.
Ron asked again.
Why did Harry sprain his waist? Neville said that Professor Snape did it last night. "
Hermione smiled again, which gave Harry a headache. "Then Ron repeated it again.
He repeated it very loudly — Professor Snape made Harry sprain his waist last night? "
Harry rubbed his temples.
He asked himself if he treated Neville badly.
He treated Ron even better.
Then why did they do this to him? Why did they sleep in?
What if they ruined their chastity?
On this day, Harry finally saw how boring the students under academic pressure were. The gossip that was only spread among the Hogwarts students in the morning became a scandal known by the whole school in the afternoon. Even Principal Kolssen, who came to discuss something with Professor X, asked Harry with an awkward smile, "I heard that you sprained your waist? Our school doesn't prohibit teacher-student relationships, but you seem to have just entered the third grade? " Harry really didn't know that there were 1,800 reasons to sprain one's waist, but everyone agreed with the most unbelievable one. In this atmosphere, the twins would probably be able to resume their old business of "The Hogwarts Daily" in October.
Harry reluctantly explained why he fell into the bathtub, and then quickly changed the topic, "Principal Kolssen, how are Mr. Mulde and Miss Scali?" The two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were completely implicated by Harry.
Kolssen smiled slightly, but there were two worries, "The Diss case hasn't been solved yet, so Mulde and Scali can only be temporarily suspended."
But the Diss case was basically confirmed that there was no murderer. Were they going to let the two excellent agents lose their jobs? Harry didn't believe that Kolssen was such a boss.
Sure enough, under Harry's suspicious gaze, Kolssen shrugged and spread his hands, "Well, although Mulde and Scali are temporarily suspended by S.H.I.E.L.D., you know, the Avengers don't have to report everything to S.H.I.E.L.D. to be precise, the Avengers have considerable autonomy, so after Mulde and Scali left S.H.I.E.L.D., they secretly joined the Avengers. In the current environment, the Avengers do need to carry out some secret investigations, and this is what they are good at. "
In the current environment... Harry pondered for a moment, and roughly knew that Kolssen was referring to the environment where the public was angry and wanted to push for the "Registration Act" to be enacted. Then, what Mulde and Scali were investigating was... the mastermind behind the scenes? Harry smiled bitterly and felt a headache coming — they still didn't know where to start!
However, he might be able to find some people who were related to the Virtual Gods. Harry felt that it was impossible for Nihon to do everything by himself. Currently, he had a group of Arkham patients, a group of Azkaban prisoners, and even a group of Dementors. Although Nihon could disappear into thin air, these fugitives couldn't completely hide their tracks.
After saying goodbye to Kolssen, Harry continued to walk through the corridor to find Ron to discuss whether he should ask Scott to buy him swimming trunks for tomorrow (Scott had his own motorcycle), but when he passed by the lounge, he saw Snape and Lupin. Snape seemed to have just returned, with his luggage in hand, while Lupin seemed to be waiting for him. Harry had just arrived when he heard, "... You really didn't do anything to Harry?"
Snape's veins were popping out on his forehead. "Lupin! If you really have nothing to do, why don't you go out and practice your Moonlit Howl? "
Lupin frowned and grabbed Snape's arm tightly. "So you really didn't do anything to Harry?" Seeing Snape's dark face, Lupin quickly added, "Then you should go and explain to the others." God knows, he had been listening to such rumors for a whole day, and his brain was about to explode.
Snape was unusually calm. "Even if I don't count this time, counting from the time I stepped into the school gate, I have already explained it eighteen times in the past half an hour." What else do you want me to do? What else can I do? Snape coldly glanced at Harry, who was trying to minimize his presence in the corner. "So why don't you go and ask Potter to clarify the rumors? I think in everyone's hearts, the Savior's credibility is higher. "
Trembling from the glare, Harry involuntarily held his waist and cried out, "Ouch!". This cry was uncomfortable and wronged, and successfully made Snape's face darken even more. He directly left Lupin behind and walked away. Harry and Lupin were left staring at each other for a while. In the end, Harry had nothing to say, and Lupin muttered something like "crying to the grave" before turning around and walking away.
After being beaten up, Harry did not want to look for Ron anymore. After rubbing the floor for a while, he still followed Snape. The old bastard should have prepared the ointment for his own sins.
The next day, when Harry and Ron stood by the pool, they awkwardly found that they did not have swimming trunks to wear. Drac also did not have one. He had entrusted this matter to Ron. Neville, on the other hand, had one. He had asked Scott to buy it. "Hey, did I remind Harry yesterday?"
Harry touched his nose, too embarrassed to say that he had forgotten about it. Everyone was willing to borrow swimming trunks from someone, but most of the boys present were older than them, and the size was not so suitable. In the past year, Ron, who had grown rapidly in height, could borrow two swimming trunks from his two brothers, but Drac would definitely wear them. Besides, the little Malfoy would not wear other people's trunks. In the end, Kronos found a spare pair of swimming trunks for Drac. After feeling that it was suitable, she went to the bathroom next to the pool to change.
In the end, Harry was left. He looked around at everyone who had already jumped into the water and felt frustrated. He had to sit by the pool and draw circles. When Ron had already swum back and forth, Harry suddenly felt that someone was poking his arm. He looked around but did not see anyone. He was stunned for a moment before he hesitated and said, "Ze Ruo?"
Ze Ruo, who nodded repeatedly, was finally noticed by Harry. The little boy was also wearing a pair of black swimming trunks. It looked like he had not entered the water yet. He held a pair of dark blue swimming trunks in his hand and said to Harry, "Why don't you try my swimming trunks? I have only worn them once. They are a bit big for me. Maybe they will fit you."
Ze Ruo was slightly shorter and thinner than Harry. The slightly bigger swimming trunks were just right for Harry. He hurriedly thanked Ze Ruo. He was afraid that he would not be able to see him later.
Sure enough, after entering the pool, Harry did not see Ze Ruo when he looked up again. He could not help but sigh in his heart. This superpower … is really too unusual! On the other hand, there were a lot of people in the water today. There were a few non-swimmers in the shallow water area who were clinging to the swimming hoop.
Harry paddled over and patted Neville. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. Trust me, you can float even if I let go."
The little fatty smiled bitterly and did not let go of the swimming hoop. Later, he was afraid that Ron would disturb him, so he directly put the swimming hoop on himself. Ron was so angry that he looked like he expected better from him. "Later, I will use a levitation spell to get him into the deep water area to try."
The other one who did not know how to swim was Drac. Speaking of which, the Weisles' children who were raised in the wilderness basically learned how to swim naturally in the Otter River. The young master of the Malfoys' carefully raised young master had never learned how to swim. Yes, he had learned golf, bridge, and bowling, but he had never learned how to swim.
Ron looked up and down at Drac who was leaning on the edge of the pool. He was a little suspicious. "Are you afraid of getting tanned?" Her skin was so white that it almost reflected the light.
Drac ignored Ron and paddled a few steps to the other side. He tried to let go a few times, but there was no doubt that he sank.
"Hehehe! Don't choke to death before you drown. Are you born in the year of the scale? " Ron mocked, but he still stared daggers at Drac and went to help him into the water. Harry looked at him with a complicated expression and swam silently alone to the deep water area.
Pietro and John were playing water polo here. The angel Warren, who was not fit for the water, was lying on a deck chair by the pool, wearing sunglasses and drinking red wine. From time to time, he would comment on the bodies of the boys and finally came to the conclusion that no one was as good as him.
Harry looked at the shirtless Warren and looked at the few athletes in the water. He felt that in terms of chest, no one here was comparable to Warren.
Pietro and John, who were criticized, looked at each other and exchanged mischievous glances for a moment. John skillfully entangled the Night Walker Côte with a water polo. On the other side, Bobby also understood and dived away from the battlefield. Pietro went to help John. Harry, who watched the whole process, did not have time to understand how the situation changed in half a minute. He saw a silver light from the water to the shore, and then the angel fell from the sky and smashed into the pool.
In order to fly, the angel's bones were hollow, so it could float in the water, but it was frightened. But unfortunately, Harry, who was floating in the corner, was splashed with water. He subconsciously released magic to defend himself. This made the angel closest to him also activate the defense system. Its wings turned into steel feathers, and it became weightless. It slapped the water and pushed Harry into the water. He choked for a moment.
It didn't feel good. Harry consciously wanted to reach out to pull the pull ring by the pool, but the choking water blocked his movements. Pietro and the others, who felt that they had caused trouble, were trying to get him out of the pool without angering Warren. They didn't notice Harry's predicament for a while, and no one noticed that Harry's action of reaching out suddenly turned to pressing on the scar.
In the end, it was Bobby who pulled Harry up from the sinking and sent him back to the shore. The boy struggled for a while and with the help of Iceman, he leaned on the tiles and tried to spit out the water he swallowed. Ron and others had already noticed the commotion and ran over. They were surprised to see Harry with dazed eyes, "Harry, your scar!"
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