The first to react was Harry,
He calmly pointed at Lupin. "Remus.
"Remus, Professor Snape asked you to follow me,
Right? "
"Woof!" (Fortunately, I followed you,
Otherwise, I wouldn't have known you were coming to such a messy place!)
"As for Scott..." Harry unfolded the map,
He pointed to the location of Dark Alley 222. "Naturally, he's going to this place."
The name "James' Logan 'Howlett" was written with a yellow signature pen.
After clearing up the misunderstanding,
Scott rubbed his nose uncomfortably,
He also withdrew his accusing gaze,
Harry, who had planned to return in disappointment, became subtly excited. "Are you really here to look for Logan?"
Scott's gaze wandered,
He denied this statement. "I'm just here to see how he's doing!"
"Hehe,
What are you worried about? He's Wolverine. He won't be at a disadvantage anywhere. " Harry said as he walked in the direction of 222 with Scott. "But do the professor and Magneto know about you and Logan?" Harry had only recently found out,
Scott was not only Professor X's favorite student, but also Magneto's most valued godson.
Scott frowned worriedly. "How can we let them know!? Charles is fine,
Erik can call his fraternity buddies over and bury Logan alive. "
Harry thought about it and agreed. If he had such a sensible and capable son,
He would suddenly be abducted by an uncle who smoked, drank, permed his hair, and had a daughter,
Three years would definitely not be enough,
The death penalty would be too easy,
If he was half-dead... hmm..,
He might have to go and discuss the traditional culture of the Celestial Empire with Miss Zhang Qiu, the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
Although they had already reached a place that could be called a residential area,
There were still many crooked hats on both sides of the dark alley,
In the early winter, young people wearing tattered denim with large chains tied to the holes gathered in twos and threes to fly leaves or stare blankly. Scott and Harry, who were dressed in sweaters and coats and followed by a half-man tall wolfdog, became the object of everyone's attention.
Scott was uneasy and whispered, "How can Laura live in this environment?" It could be seen that Scott was more concerned about the Logan family. Harry hadn't thought of this yet.
Unit 222 was also a residential house, but it was different from Death's Servant's house. It was a small, brick-red single-door single-family house. There was a small yard in front of the door, but the fence seemed to have been violently destroyed by the motorcycle parked in the yard one day. It had never been repaired since then.
Scott frowned, stepped over the pile of wood in the yard that might have been chairs, and knocked on the door. "Logan? "Logan?" Harry couldn't stop him and ask what he was going to say to Logan, because Scott's current state was very similar to "Mom comes home from work and finds dad taking care of kids like this"!
The next scene was even more similar.
The one who opened the door was Laura, who knew Scott. She looked up at him and said, "He hasn't come back yet."
Scott immediately asked, "It's so late and he still hasn't come back? Is he leaving you alone at home? Did you eat dinner? What did you eat? "
Harry desperately covered his mouth to stop himself from laughing. Scott helplessly glanced at him, then followed Laura into Logan's house.
In fact, it was reasonable that Logan hadn't come back yet. How could a taxi driver get off work at eight o'clock? If it was a date, a movie, or a midnight snack, wouldn't they come back at eleven or twelve? Harry expressed that he could understand the old wolf.
But when Scott looked at Laura's baggy men's sweater and the coffee table full of takeout boxes and beer cans, his heart was filled with panic. It wasn't as if he didn't know that Logan had lived this kind of life for most of his life, but seeing it with his own eyes still made him feel uncomfortable. Moreover, if he was the only one who had sinned, then so be it. Why did he have to involve Laura?
Laura had been staring at Scott ever since he entered the room, causing the squad leader to feel awkward. He tried to explain, "I …" Wait a moment, it seemed like there was nothing to explain. What am I doing here? To see how Logan is doing? Why am I here to see him? Because he's always harassing me at school?
Seeing that Scott was down, Harry hurried to smooth things over. "Laura, have you eaten dinner?"
Laura looked at Harry and felt that he wasn't familiar, so she turned back to stare at Scott.
Scott recovered and coughed dryly. He decided to overlook the previous topic and asked Laura, "Have you eaten dinner?"
Laura nodded and pointed to one of the takeout boxes on the coffee table. Then she looked at Scott and said, "Are you here to see my father?"
"No!" Subconsciously, Scott denied it loudly. Then, in a split second, he came up with a reasonable explanation. "I'm here for you. That... Principal Xavier asked us to visit your home to understand your situation. Now it seems that Logan didn't take good care of you. "
Laura didn't have much of a reaction to Scott's accusation of Logan. In fact, she even agreed. At the same time, Scott's use of the word "we" finally made the young lady notice Harry … and the large wolfhound behind him.
Seeing Laura come forward with the intention of petting the big dog, Harry hurriedly said, "He's called Remus. He's a very gentle … old friend."
"Wolf?" Laura walked in front of Lupin and tentatively touched his forehead. Seeing that the big guy was really docile, she leaned over and rubbed his neck.
"It's a wolf dog," Harry said with a smile.
Laura carefully observed the big dog and suddenly said with certainty, "Like my father."
"..." Harry didn't think that Logan and Lupin were similar. It was just that Logan's hairstyle wasn't something a normal person would wear.
Scott stood there for a long time and felt that there was no place to stay, so he proposed that the few of them go out and eat a midnight snack. Harry naturally had no objection. Scott asked Laura what she wanted to eat. The girl pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "Chicken tacos!"
Harry almost fell over. It wasn't that he was prejudiced against the chicken taco, but this thing suddenly reminded him — how to catch a Deadpool? First, prepare a chicken taco. Then, break it open and put in a small Spiderman. Finally, wait for the Deadpool.
Scott was also a bit embarrassed. It wasn't because he was biased against chicken tacos, but because there seemed to be a stall selling them twenty meters to the left.
Finally, in order to show respect for the children's opinions, Scott bought a chicken taco for Laura and let her eat it while walking. After the group walked out of the dark alley, Scott found a public phone booth and called Jean. "... Yes, I'm with Laura. Harry is also here... Okay, you go first. We'll take a taxi."
Harry heard that Scott wanted Jean to go to a restaurant first, so he asked, "Isn't it too troublesome to suddenly call her out in the middle of the night?"
Scott looked at Harry and then at Lupin behind them. He said helplessly, "Which one of us will look at a girl's clothes?"
Harry remembered that he had been ridiculed by Hermione at noon. He puffed up his cheeks and didn't speak. Lupin, who had been single for thirty years, also didn't have the right to speak. So the group took a taxi to the main street. When they stopped a taxi on the roadside, Harry was secretly looking forward to stopping Logan's taxi. Unfortunately, it wasn't, so he didn't see the scene of the two Wolf Team confronting each other on the street about the issue of raising their "daughter."
After getting out of the car, Harry found that Scott had asked Jean to book a barbecue restaurant. He suddenly felt emotional. "I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time."
Scott grabbed Laura, afraid that she would get lost, and said casually, "I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time, too. The last time I had barbecue was at the barbecue party you and Haig held."
It was a medium-sized barbecue restaurant, decorated in gold. At first glance, people knew that the minimum cost was certainly not low. It was divided into two floors. The first floor had large tables that could seat more than ten people, and the second floor had private rooms separated by screens. Scott asked at the front desk and led them up the spiral staircase. As a result, they were stopped.
The young waiter, who was dressed in a particularly European style, was sweating on his forehead. "I'm sorry, pets are not allowed in our restaurant."
Harry and Scott were stunned for a moment before they realized that the "pet" he was talking about was Lupin. It was Scott's fault that he didn't tell them that there was a Lupin in the restaurant. But perhaps even if he did, Jean wouldn't have reacted. They didn't really think of Lupin as a pet.
Therefore, Harry explained in a gentle voice, "He's not our pet."
The waiter was sweating profusely in the hot weather. He was probably a little dazed as he said blankly, "But it's following behind you …"
In the end, Harry had no choice but to personally send Lupin to the "pet waiting area" that the waiter had mentioned. Then he left Lupin with a bunch of beautifully dressed poodles and poodles. When he left, he specifically said, "Don't feed him dog food!"
The environment on the second floor was obviously much better than the first floor. At least, it wasn't as smoky. Even the waiters who came and went were a lot calmer. They patiently took a list and asked them what they wanted. After Scott asked Laura if she was a picky eater, he ordered three plates of meat, a circle of vegetables, and a bottle of drink.
Jean carefully found that Laura's mouth was still stained with chili sauce. She handed over a tissue and smiled. "Can Laura still eat?"
Harry laughed. "It doesn't matter if she can't eat. Don't you still have me?" He had eaten a dry sandwich at half-past five, so his stomach was already empty. "I'm going to try my best to eat the rich."
Laura wiped the corners of her mouth and revealed a faint smile. "I can still eat."
Later, it turned out that this sentence wasn't quite accurate. When they left the table, there were at least twenty plates stacked on the table. Harry, who had announced that he was going to eat the rich, was only responsible for five of them. Scott and Jean had only eaten five plates.
Jean was already sipping a drink on the side. While watching the show, she wondered how so many things could fit into Laura's small body.
Scott, on the other hand, was helping Laura roast the meat while cursing Logan in his heart. What kind of hungry child is this?!
The first to leave the table was Harry. He leaned on the table and said with a pale face, "That... I can't hold on any longer. I have to go first. I'm afraid that if I continue to sit here, I'll be the godfather of Remus's child." Just now, he had seen a lot of beautiful little bitches leaning towards Lupin.
Jean looked at the time and saw that it was getting late. If Scott still wanted to buy clothes for the child, they really had to leave. So, the four of them left the table together and went to the front desk to pay with Charles's card. Harry and Lupin returned to Snape's house, while Jean and Scott continued to take Laura shopping. It wasn't until half-past eleven that they sent her back to the dark alley.
Logan returned home at half-past twelve and was surprised to find that his house seemed to have been cleaned. He was wondering why Laura was so sensible today when he saw an A4-sized note stuck to the wall. The person who left the letter used emotional capital letters to accuse him of being irresponsible as a father. He also made a pertinent negative comment about the environment Laura grew up in. Large and small exclamation marks hit Logan in the face, making him truly feel the other party's anger.
Touching his nose, Logan consciously ignored it and turned to see how his daughter was doing.
Laura had already fallen asleep in her new light blue pajamas. Logan walked over and covered her with the quilt that had been kicked over. He gently opened the wardrobe and neatly hung a row of new clothes.
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