This was a typical American town.
Middle-class houses lined up neatly like building blocks along the main road.
There was a comfortable distance between one house and another. In front of each house was a neatly manicured lawn with a decent and functional car parked on the lawn.
There were also one or two children playing around. The children waved brooms and white cloths in their hands as they practiced this Halloween show.
They chased each other.
They laughed and played.
Their footsteps ran down one street after another. If there was a camera, we could see the town's church, police station, school, activity center, and shopping mall.
And the friendly smiling faces of the townspeople. In short,
This was indeed a serene and peaceful American town.
"Merlin! Little ghosts.
Go play somewhere else! "
In front of a house, a teenager pushing a lawnmower patted the dirt and grass off his body as he shouted at the pranksters.
Some of his sweaty red hair stuck to his forehead, while the other part stood up angrily.
The freckles on his face were distinct.
The blonde boy who saw this scene through the window almost laughed out loud. He turned around and poured a glass of orange juice for the red-haired boy.
"Relax, Ginger.
Boy, they're just a few eight-year-olds. They're not enemies. "
"Don't call me that, Viper."
The red-haired boy — our Ron Weisles — took the orange juice and drank it in one gulp.
Then, he leaned on the lawnmower to rest.
At the same time, he looked up and down at Drac.
Little Venomous Snake was wearing a gray school uniform. The shirt that peeked out from his collar and the socks that peeked out from his trousers were all snow-white and clean. His grayish-brown leather boots were also brushed until they were shiny and spotless.
He looked down at himself — jeans, plaid shirt, and canvas shoes. All of them were washed white and covered with dirt and grass. It was a typical American country bumpkin outfit.
Ron wanted to cry but had no tears. What kind of class division was this?
Drac nonchalantly kicked Ron's tattered canvas shoes with her clean leather boots. "Have you rested enough? Once you've rested enough, get back to work. Harry should be here soon! "
Glaring at Drac, who was acting like a young master, Ron sighed and signaled him to move aside. Then, he continued to push the weeder from one end to the other. About half an hour later, Ron finished his work and squatted in front of the garden faucet to wash his hands and face. Harry also came over with a few old acquaintances.
"Drac! Ron! " Harry was very excited to see his good brother. He then pointed to a group of people behind him and said, "I found Hermione, Neville, and Scott."
Ron was about to open his arms and hug Harry when he realized that he was still covered in grass. He could only stop awkwardly and shake hands with them. Harry took the initiative to hug Ron.
After greeting everyone, Drac looked at Scott seriously and said, "So your eyes are blue."
Scott, who was not wearing his Redstone sunglasses, was a little uncomfortable and subconsciously made a gesture of adjusting his glasses.
Drac looked at Harry again and said with a slightly serious expression, "So, as we guessed, no one has the ability."
Harry sighed and looked up to see people walking around the house. He said, "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's find a place to sit down and talk."
"Okay." Drac had just answered when she heard someone behind her say, "Drac? Where are you and your -- friends going? "
Drac's face stiffened in front of everyone. After a long pause, she adjusted her expression and said to the blonde woman, "Mom, we're going to ask this senior about some difficult topics. Is that okay?"
The senior he was referring to was Scott.
The blonde woman stood in front of the door and looked at Scott a few times. When she saw that he was a well-dressed and handsome young man, her face softened a little. "Okay, Drac. Remember to come back before dinner."
Derek gave a short response and immediately pulled Harry away. The rest of the group followed closely behind.
Not long after, they found a coffee shop on another street. The six of them found a booth in the corner and each of them had a cup of coffee. After sitting down, they were silent for a moment before Drac spoke up. "So, what are your identities now?"
Harry added sugar into his coffee and said, "Orphans."
Hermione's face was calm. "The only daughter of a businessman."
Neville was the second son of a staff couple. Scott was the son of a university professor.
Drac took a sip of coffee and said, "I'm the only son of a real estate agent. As for him —"
Ron nudged Drac with his elbow and said, "I'm also an orphan now. And, as you can see, I'm still mowing the lawn of Little Viper's house." Ron looked at Harry. "Speaking of which, Harry, are you also an orphan? I didn't see you at the orphanage. "
Harry's face suddenly became strange. After a while, he twitched his mouth and explained, "Because I was adopted."
"Ah, I see …" Ron noticed that Harry's face was not right. He immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did the family who adopted you not treat you well? "
Drac looked at Harry seriously and said slowly, "Or, is the person who adopted you someone we know?"
Harry's head hit the table. Everyone saw this and asked who it was. Harry pulled his head up and said with a bitter face, "It's Professor Snape."
"Wow —" Everyone sighed.
Drac also asked, "Why didn't the dean come? Does he know what happened? "
"The professor can't come." Harry was still gloomy. "From the information we can find, he was in a car accident a month ago. He's still in a wheelchair and it's inconvenient for him to go out. Also, the professor's current identity is a chemistry teacher at the middle school we studied at … Ron, don't spit coffee! But because of the car accident, I'm afraid the professor can't go back to class for the time being. "
"I'll go with you to visit the dean later," Drac said.
Hermione and Scott also whispered in agreement. Neville and Ron also said that they wanted to join after a moment of nervousness.
They had been in this strange world for a full 24 hours. Although the initial panic had slowly subsided, the completely unfamiliar world still made this group of children feel uneasy. They urgently needed guidance from an elder, even if this elder was the terrifying Professor Snape.
"The professor will be happy." Harry casually lied. He straightened his face and took out a few pieces of A4 paper full of words from his bag. "But fortunately, the professor is a teacher at the school. He has a roster of all the students in the school. I found a lot of familiar names in it."
After distributing the papers to everyone, Harry explained at the same time, "There's only one middle school in town. In terms of size, it's big enough to accommodate nearly two hundred students from Marvel and DC schools. And I did see the names of Jean, Pietro, Qian Huan, Tim, Bart, Haimei, and others on the list. They're just in different grades."
"So we can meet up tomorrow when we go to school!" Ron was very excited, but then he became worried. "I don't see the names of Percy, Ginny, and the twins."
"Percy's name is on the staff list. He's a math teacher," Harry said. "But I really can't find the names of the twins and Ginny. And I can't find the names of some students from Marvel and DC. "
Maybe it's the old rule that only A-list characters have a chance to appear on screen?
"What about Professor Lupin?" Neville interrupted. He quite liked this teacher.
Harry's face began to twitch again. After a long while, he said, "Professor Lupin and Professor Snape are together. He … unfortunately, became a wolfhound … "
Thinking of the scene where Snape gave Lupin dog food with a sinister smile, Harry couldn't help but cover his face and sigh.
Poor Lupin … Neville and the others didn't see that scene, but they could still imagine Lupin's tragic situation. Drac pursed her lips, thinking of Lupin's particularly sharp nails and the occasional flash of green light in his pupils. From a werewolf to a wolfhound? What a dark humor.
"By the way, the staff list of the school is also here. The teachers' team hasn't changed, and the principal is still Professor Xavier." Harry quickly summarized the situation. "So, we're still in a relatively familiar environment, but … there's no magic, no superpowers, and no superheroes."
"If the others are here, they should be anxiously looking for their companions, right?" Hermione said.
"That should be the case …" Before Harry's voice trailed off, they heard a surprised voice behind them. "Ron and Harry?!"
It was a crisp and sweet girl's voice.
Everyone turned around and saw a similar group of people sitting in the booth diagonally opposite them. At a glance, there was the red-haired girl, Jean Grey, the Chinese girl, Li Qianhuan, the big-breasted boy, Warren, and the fair-skinned boy, Côte. Lastly, there was a pair of twins who called out Ron's name … girls?
Both girls had sweet short curly hair and a few playful freckles on their fair and clean faces. The two identical faces made people feel tender affection for them, but the most eye-catching thing was their pair of exceptionally lively and lively big eyes.
"Sex … sex change?" Harry choked on his coffee.
The two tables were simply combined into one big table. After understanding each other's situation, Hermione figured it out. "No wonder Fred and George's names aren't on the list. They've become Judy and Fran, and elementary school students!"
"Maybe some of our companions are in the same situation." Ron was sandwiched between the two twin sisters. He felt particularly stressed and worried. "I wonder how Ginny is doing."
Their last memory was when Ginny suddenly rushed out of the bar, and then everything went dark. When they opened their eyes again, they had woken up in a strange bed.
Drac, who was relatively calm, was still able to figure out the situation in front of her unfamiliar "parents." Then, she ran into Harry when they went out for a meal, and the two of them quickly agreed to meet and talk. Ron, who was dumbfounded, was almost thought to be crazy by the orphanage director. Fortunately, he was kicked out to work and met his employer, Drac.
Warren and the others were in a similar situation. Warren also mentioned something. "It seems that no matter how much I deny it, they will forget in the blink of an eye and only recognize me as their son. I mean, they seem to subconsciously overlook our abnormal behavior. "
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