It took a lot of effort for Harry to find all the books that Snape needed, and when he was paying the bill, the boy discovered an important problem — his bicycle did not have a basket.
So where should I put this huge pile of books?
"Um … Can you lend me a rope?"
The kind-looking receptionist searched in front of the counter for a long time.
He did not find a suitable rope.
Harry looked down at his shoelaces for a while.
He could only ask the cashier to give him an extra bag. None of the books were thin. Harry could barely lift them, but no matter which side of the handlebars he hung them on, they would flip him over. He tried to hang them on two sides, but they swayed left and right. He looked like an idiot.
Harry had no choice but to give up struggling.
She obediently held onto the car and waited for a taxi by the roadside.
It was noon, the peak time for people to get off work and leave school.
There was quite a lot of traffic on the main street, while the bookstore was located on Seventh Street, which was relatively deserted.
Harry pushed the bicycle for a while.
Then, he saw a yellow taxi parked by the side of the road. He went over to take a look.
The door was wide open, but there was no driver.
Harry was looking into the car in confusion when a big hairy hand suddenly appeared on his right shoulder, and then he heard a rough voice, "Boy, I'm sorry."
Do you need help? "
Harry turned around in shock and almost shouted "Wolverine". Fortunately, he stopped himself.
All that was left was a slightly frightened expression.
Logan withdrew his hand.
He smiled carelessly, thinking that the boy was frightened by his appearance.
After calming down a little, Harry told him Snape's address. Logan opened the trunk and stuffed Harry's bicycle inside. Harry sat on the back seat with a pile of books and observed Logan, who was in the driver's seat.
Logan, who was now a taxi driver, still had that funny hairstyle. He had more stubble than Harry remembered. His unusually strong physique was not compatible with his profession. From Harry's seat, he could see an ashtray in front of Logan. There were many cigarette butts in it, but next to the ashtray was a bobbing husky ornament. Harry wanted to laugh. Logan bought this himself?
Logan saw the boy's inquisitive look in the rearview mirror, but he did not care. He simply drove the car onto the main street and headed east of town. Harry retracted his gaze and turned to observe the streets on both sides. The town was not bustling, and the buildings were sparse. In all fairness, it was a very livable place. Harry saw a few familiar young people along the way. They seemed to be students of Marvel Academy. Just as he was trying to recall their names, Logan suddenly sped up.
"Lo … Mister, you're …" Harry grabbed the front seat to prevent himself from sliding down. Just as he was about to ask if something had happened to Logan, he saw him slam on the brakes and stop by the side of the road. Logan then rolled down the window and smiled obsequiously at a young man standing by the side of the road. "Hey, do you want a ride? I'll send you back? "
Harry looked at Scott outside the window and quietly shrank back into the back seat. He was not sure if Scott would be happy to meet someone he knew at this time. Speaking of which, how did Scott meet Logan again?
At this moment, Harry had no chance to ask. Scott did not get into Logan's car. He even blushed and scolded "pervert". He then turned around and left with Bobby. They were going to Warren's house.
Logan, who was regarded as a "pervert," swore angrily. He then realized that there was a child sitting in the back seat. He shut his mouth and drove forward again. But after a while, Logan seemed to remember something. He suddenly turned back to Harry and said, "Hey, boy, are you also a student of Green Middle School?"
"… Yes." Old Wolf, can you look at the road while driving? You don't have the self-healing ability now!
Logan looked ahead and saw that there was no emergency. He turned back and asked, "So, do you know the name of the boy who scolded me just now?"
"Sir, you'd better look ahead." Harry wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. "That senior just now? I'm not familiar with him … "
"So, you know him?"
Harry suspected that Logan's wit in this life was used to chase after Scott. "Scott. His name is Scott Summers. He is the adopted son of our principal. He has a brother who is very, very obsessed with his younger brother … "
"Scott? Hahahaha … "Logan said Scott's name twice and suddenly laughed.
Harry did not know what he was laughing at, but Scott's attitude toward Logan was a bit strange. Could it be that Logan, who had lost his memory, did something strange (aka idiot) to Laser Eyes?
The answer was revealed in the afternoon.
After two of Harry's physics classes, Harry took advantage of the break to run to the high school next door to look for someone. However, the distribution of classes in the high school seemed to be different from that of the middle school. After looking around, he did not find the person he was looking for. Instead, he met Scott in the corridor, who was talking and laughing with a group of people. He wanted to go over and say hello, but just as he walked over, Harry heard Pietro, who had his back to him, say, "… Hahaha, my Uncle Wolf is awesome!"
Is this the Logan they're talking about? Harry's interest was piqued. "Scott, Jean, Qian Huan, and … Pietro?"
Pietro, who seemed to know Harry, smiled and said, "Yes."
Harry followed with a smile and asked, "What were you guys laughing about just now? I think I heard something interesting? "
Scott's face suddenly looked like he had nothing left to live for. He covered his face and leaned against the railing, while Jean and Qian Huan looked at him and snickered. Pietro was the one who answered the question enthusiastically. The silver-haired boy laughed so hard that he burped and said, "Scott met a weird uncle."
It turned out that last night, Charles and Erik called a group of children home for dinner. After dinner, Scott, Jean, Pietro, and the others went out for a walk and ended up encountering a drunkard who was talking nonsense to Jean and getting physical with her. Although they did not have their mutant abilities, the youngsters still had their fighting skills. Just as they were about to teach the drunkard a lesson, a big man passed by first.
Pietro gestured with his eyebrows raised. "Uncle Wolf's skills as a soldier are not to be trifled with. He beat the rascal up with just two punches. Then he turned around and saw how good-looking our Scott was. Uncle Wolf's eyes almost popped out of their sockets! Just when we all thought that he had fallen in love with Scott at first sight and was going to kiss her — "
The silver-haired boy blinked and wanted to keep them in suspense, but Scott, who looked up, beat him to it. "That bastard looked at me twice, then pointed to Jean and said, 'That's your girlfriend, right? She's so pretty!'"
Harry thought to himself as Scott gritted his teeth. No matter which universe you are in, Wolf's Jean Triangle is the unchanging truth.
However, Harry also noticed something. He looked at Pietro and asked, "From your tone, you seem to know this … uh, 'Uncle Wolf'?"
"Yes, I do!" Pietro took out a lollipop from his pocket and said as he unwrapped it, "He's an old friend of Raymond. He used to be a soldier. Sometimes he would go to Raymond for a drink. I think his name is Logan, but Raymond only calls him Old Wolf …"
Scott did not seem to want to continue the topic. He turned to Harry and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Ah, I'm here to look for someone, but I can't find Grade 2 Class A after looking around."
"I'll take you there." Scott immediately pulled Harry away from the center of the gossip. It was not until they went up a floor that he let go of his hand unhappily.
Harry looked up at Scott's face twice and felt that his depression was not that simple. He coughed twice and said in a low voice, "That … Scott, I ran into you this afternoon."
"… Huh?"
"I was sitting in Logan's car at the time," Harry said truthfully.
Scott exclaimed in annoyance and closed his mouth again. After a long time, he said again, "Actually … I'm not angry because he praised Harp for being beautiful."
Harry guessed that it was not that simple. He heard Scott continue, "I'm angry … because I followed him all the way to his house last night, but when he opened the door, a little girl ran out and called him daddy …"
"… Daddy?!" Harry slammed on the brakes and lost his balance.
Scott helped Harry and then said gloomily, "That's right. A little girl who called him daddy seemed to be in her teens. That means that bastard might already have a family in this world!"
Harry calmed himself down. After regaining his rationality, he calmly analyzed the situation. "Not necessarily, Scott. Look, if Logan really is married, it's unlikely that he would chase you on the street so brazenly, right?"
"Then his daughter …"
"Maybe she's a random character like Drac's parents?" As Harry tried to persuade him, he realized a terrifying truth: According to the settings of this world, his current identity was Snape's adopted son …
Scott frowned and pondered for a while. He seemed to gradually accept it. He looked up and put his hands in his trouser pockets. "Forget it. Anyway … with Logan's' history, 'it wouldn't be strange if he really had a few ex-wives and children. Since Charles can accept Erik …"
As he spoke, the two had already walked to the door of Grade Two Class A. Scott stood at the door and called out, "Peter." A young man sitting in the back looked up from his homework, then got up and walked to the door. He asked with a smile, "Scott? What's wrong? Is it about the school newspaper? "
Peter and Harp were both from the school newspaper, and Harp was Scott's childhood sweetheart. Sometimes, she would ask Scott to discuss things with Peter.
Scott shook his head, then pointed to Harry beside him and said, "Harry is looking for you."
Harry shook his head as well. "No, I'm not looking for you. Peter … "After hesitating for two seconds, Harry asked," Can I see Kronos? " Harry did not find Kronos on the school's student list. He did not know if he had not come to this world or something else. The only person he could ask was the amnesiac Spiderman in front of him.
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