Was this... revenge? Snape turned a page of the book on his lap,
Then looked up at Harry, who was sitting at the other end of the desk.
He was secretly puzzled. Then, he looked at the big wolfdog lying between the two of them,
The Potions Professor pursed his lips,
Then he focused his attention on the page again.
Harry, who had barged in because of a subtle vengeance, did not notice Snape's gaze. He first flipped through the homework that Percy had given him.
After writing two questions, he felt absent-minded, so he threw it aside with the other homework. Instead, he took out the thick phone book,
Starting from "Aron A. Aronson," he looked down one name at a time,
When he met someone he remembered,
He circled it with a pen.
This was a very stupid but very direct search method. At least it could help Harry find some fish from DC that had not been discovered by Hank. For example, Nightwing Dick Grayson, who had already graduated from school,
And the young reporter Clark Kent, who no longer had a double identity... Harry also found the contact information and address of James "Logan" Howlett in the phone book,
And was surprised to discover the existence of Wade Wilson,
So he quickly extracted the information of these two people,
To prepare for a visit in the future.
Snape noticed Harry's actions,
After observing for a moment,
He understood what he was doing, and it was a rare affirmation of Potter's IQ. Just as Snape pushed his wheelchair over to check on Harry's progress,
The boy suddenly stopped and let out a "Eh?"
"What's wrong?"
Harry looked up with a strange expression on his face.
And said a name, "Slade Wilson."
After a brief recollection,
Snape put his fingers together and asked, "Who is this? What's his relationship with Wade Wilson? "
What relationship? The relationship between the prototype and the pirated version? Harry frowned slightly, "Slade Wilson also has the name 'Death Knell'. He's a mercenary. But these two Wilsons have different fixed numbers and addresses. They shouldn't be brothers, right? "
Actually, the reason why Harry was surprised wasn't because of Slade, but because if he remembered correctly, Death Knell seemed to have some improper thoughts about the Red Hood.
Jason Todd had also graduated, so his name did not appear on the list of students, nor did it appear in the phone book. He was probably still living in Wayne's house. Harry turned his head and wrote down Bruce Wayne's address. He did not intend to visit Todd, but he suddenly thought of something. In the days when everyone had lost their superpowers, Batman was still theoretically the number one hacker!
It took Harry the whole night to finish reading the thick phone book. Moreover, the unscientific typography made the letters small and dense, making Harry dizzy. He did not have the energy to match the names and addresses he found on the map.
Lupin had already fallen asleep on the sofa half an hour ago, leaving only Snape on the other side of the table, arranging his notes. Harry looked at his watch. It was almost half past twelve, so he got up and said, "Professor, go and rest?"
Snape replied with a "Mm". After he finished writing, he put down his pen and raised his head to massage his temples. Harry saw that the man was tired, so he quickly tidied up his books, turned off the light in the study, pushed Snape back to the bedroom, helped him to the bed, and ran out to check the door and windows. He then turned off the lights in the living room, leaving only the small night light in the corridor.
Snape slowly changed into his pajamas, but he was not very sleepy. When he was still a Potions Professor and not a Chemistry teacher, staying up late was a common thing. However, it seemed that his body that had been deprived of magic was not used to his original work and rest habits, or perhaps his brain was overloaded with new information, so the fatigue was obvious.
Snape was leaning on the bed, lost in thought. Suddenly, a thin figure quietly opened the door and slipped in.
Oh, the damn Muggle world! Snape stared at the door in disgust, although Harry could break in even if he cast a spell.
Harry seemed to have gone upstairs to change into his pajamas, and then ran down with a pillow. Then, as Snape guessed, he climbed onto his bed and neatly placed his pillow next to Snape's pillow.
Snape casually glanced at the boy sitting in front of him in high spirits, and snorted with his nose, "Unsummoned, huh? This is not an obedient... um, sugar.
boy。”
"Pfft..." The man mischievously compared himself to a sugar daddy, which made Harry laugh.
"Well..." Harry confidently got into the quilt and stretched out his hand to tuck in the corner of the quilt. His expression was naive, "I'm just a little afraid of the cold."
The weather turned cold. The bedroom on the second floor was large and empty, and the windows seemed to be a little leaky. It was indeed a little lonely to sleep alone in that unfamiliar place. Harry felt that he was not lying.
Snape sneered in his heart, "What a load of nonsense." But seeing the boy holding the quilt and pretending to sleep, his right hand still reached for the switch.
The room fell into darkness. Snape slowly lay down, separated from Harry by a foot, but he could still feel the boy's steady breathing and the faint fruity smell after the shower. The little brat's shampoo and shower gel seemed to be fruity. Very good, it made him smell like a cleanly washed apple.
Ten minutes later, the apple slowly but firmly came over and plunged its head into Snape's arm. The humble, disabled, and helpless Potions Professor could only reach out and hold the boy's back to prevent him from doing anything more excessive.
It was worth mentioning that Harry locked the door when he entered the room, so the next morning, Lupin could only frantically scratch the door outside. He did not see Harry wake up with a yawn as he pulled his arms and legs away from Snape.
Staying up late the night before made Harry wake up a little late. After hurriedly heating up the milk and sandwiches, he stuffed his share into his bag and rode to class. The first two classes were Miss Natasha Romanov's history class. The female agent's memory was gone, but her imposing manner was still there. Whenever Harry lowered his head and was about to doze off, he felt a sharp gaze sweep over him, so he immediately sat up and listened carefully to Natasha's story.
But after two classes, as soon as Natasha left the classroom, Harry still lay on the table and closed his eyes, intending to catch up on his sleep. But just as he was about to fall asleep, Hermione, who was sitting in front of him, poked him awake with a pencil.
When he opened his eyes, Hermione was pointing out the window. "Spiderman seems to be looking for you."
She was talking about Peter. Harry remembered what happened yesterday and thought that Peter was here to question him. He immediately got up and walked out slowly. He had to think of a reason to gloss over the matter, but his sleep-deprived brain was not very flexible. Even when he walked up to Peter, Harry still could not think of a suitable reason.
Fortunately, Peter had not come to ask about yesterday's business. His purpose was a little more refreshing.
"Well, Harry, do you know a person called Kronos?"
Harry blinked twice, then stared into Peter's eyes and asked, "What did you say?"
Before Peter could speak, a white thing suddenly pounced on him from behind and hung on his waist. Peter nimbly scooped it up, and in the blink of an eye, there was an extra … uh, white kitten in his arms?
Harry looked at the little thing stretching in Peter's arms in surprise. It had blue eyes and white fur. From its appearance, it seemed to be an Angora, but the cat's eyes were not the usual bright blue, but a strange grayish-blue. At this moment, the grayish-blue cat's eyes only glanced at Harry faintly, then turned to focus on the buttons on Peter's clothes.
Peter pinched the kitten's paws and smiled with some confusion. "Harry, didn't you suddenly come to me yesterday and ask if you could meet Kronos? The Kronos you mentioned, it should be a person's name, right? " Seeing that Harry only opened his eyes wide and did not answer, Peter had to continue, "As a result, when I got home last night, Uncle Ben told me that he found a kitten in the yard, and he named it …" Holding the kitten in his arms, Peter was half confused and half distressed. "Kronos, this little guy is now called Kronos. I mean, this doesn't sound like a kitten's name, right? "
Harry reached out to hug the kitten, but he was almost scratched. He had to observe the kitten's expression and said, "Kronos? Hey? Colo? "
The kitten turned its head and turned its butt to Harry.
Peter scratched its chin and smiled, "Colo? This abbreviation is good, although it still doesn't look like a kitten. Hey, Colo, Colo? "
Harry stared at the "Colo" with a face full of enjoyment and rejected the idea that it was Oulopolos.
But maybe it was Peter's Kronos? Just like Lupin, it mutated and lost its memory? Then what about Oulopolos? Was it also trapped in this kitten's body?
Harry did not get an answer, and Peter did not get an explanation from Harry, so he had to go back to class with Kronos.
The next two periods were Alex's physics class. In addition to being a physics teacher, Xia Jiajia was also Harry's class teacher. He was both serious and lively, and was very popular with the students. Before class, Alex also told everyone the latest news: In order to make it easier for the children to go to and from school, the kind principal specially allocated funds to buy a batch of school buses for the school. In the future, students like Harry who lived far away did not need to ride to school.
This was good news. In the future, Harry would be able to sleep a little more in the morning.
Harry's happy mood was maintained until he met the new school bus drivers. The most eye-catching of them all had a weird hairstyle like cat ears and a strong body like a fitness instructor.
Seeing Logan smiling and moving closer to Scott, who had just walked out of the teaching building, Harry could not help but gasp. On the other side, Erik was accompanying Charles to visit the new school buses.
Harry heard what happened from Pietro, "... Hahahahaha! My dad wanted to fire Uncle Wolf on the spot, but he was just a counselor and didn't have the power to fire employees, so he could only roll up his sleeves and challenge Uncle Wolf to a duel. Although he used to be a steelmaker for a while, Logan used to be a special forces soldier! Fortunately, the principal called Mr. Nelson and Mr. Jones (Uncle Mars) and directly dragged him back for counseling. Then, although Scott's face was very ugly, he still begged for mercy on Logan's behalf, and the matter was over for the time being. "
Ron, who was listening on the side, was puzzled. "Why did Mr. Lancelot fight Logan one-on-one for Scott?"
"Scott is my father's godson!" Pietro said, "The cabbage that he carefully raised was suddenly eaten by a wolf, how could he not be anxious?"
"Oh..." Ron nodded and pondered again. "How many years has Mr. Lebo taught at the school?"
Pietro was stunned. "Three years..."
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