Actually..,
Harry had the intention of explaining everything to Hermione since the sun rose today,
But when he really wanted to speak, he found that there were so many things that he couldn't say,
So he could only put it aside for the time being and say, "Let's go back to class first.
In addition, accompany me to a place in the afternoon. "
Hermione was naturally dissatisfied,
But before she could complain, Charles had already walked to the classroom door,
The two of them had no choice but to shut up and change the topic stiffly. Charles smiled at them,
He pointed at his watch and said, "Class hasn't started yet,
There's no hurry to enter the classroom. "
Harry chuckled,
When Charles entered the classroom, he turned to Hermione and complained, "Although I respect Professor Xavier very much, very much,
But the six thousand words he set up are really too inhumane. "
Hermione still didn't seem to forgive Harry,
She pointed out rationally, "If you didn't finish it all at once, 6,000 words wouldn't be so terrible for a month's deadline."
"Well..." Harry scratched his nose, "But inspiration is fleeting. Besides, 6,000 words aren't enough to break it up into chapters, right?"
Hermione suddenly realized that there seemed to be a misunderstanding, "Wait a minute, Harry,
Are you saying that you wrote a 6,000-word novel and handed it in? "
"Uh..." Harry also read something wrong from Hermione's expression,
"Yeah... No! Hermione,
What did you hand in? "
Hermione pursed her lips,
She replied, "I handed in six reviews." She added, "As far as I know, Ron handed in fifteen diaries."
Harry began to feel a dull pain in his wrist again.
After school, Hermione planned to follow Harry home and interrogate him on the way. However, Scott stopped them at the classroom door. "Hey, Miss Granger, I'm sorry. I'm here to invite Harry for lunch."
Harry was stunned, and Scott blinked. "Erik has already gone to pick up Mr. Snape."
"Then … alright. Min, see you in the afternoon. "
Harry thought that Charles had read his writing homework and wanted to test him. However, on second thought, the principal probably did not have the time to grade such a large amount of homework. He asked as he walked, "Professor Xavier, what can I do for you?"
Scott didn't know either. He only said, "I'm not sure. The professor only said that he wanted to catch up with Mr. Snape. Also, Harry, should we pay attention to what we say? " The team leader frowned slightly. "I seem to have heard Charles talk to Hank about how we should address him."
He also talked to me about our accents. Harry didn't care. As long as it was within his control, he hoped that the bigwigs would pay more attention to these doubts until they could accept the truth.
The two also stopped by the elementary school to pick up Laura. The wolf cub was sitting obediently on the steps, surrounded by a circle of little lolis chattering. In addition to the fake twins, there was also the goth loli from Doctor Strange's house, Little Mela, and the sweet loli from the ant family, Cathy. It could be said that it was a very refreshing scene.
When the violent loli Laura saw Scott's figure appear, she rushed over and was caught by the team leader. Her stiff little face revealed a shallow smile. Scott asked her a few words in Spanish and smiled. "That's good. Come and eat with me."
Laura nodded, then turned back and waved to her little companions. She pulled on Scott's clothes and didn't let go.
Harry didn't understand Spanish, but from the short conversation between the two, it seemed that they didn't mention "Logan" or "Dad." It could only be said that Laura really treated Scott as one of her own.
The three walked out of the school together. Charles' car was already waiting for them. They got in the car and went straight to Xavier's house.
Compared to the former Château Xavier, this could only be regarded as an extremely ordinary house. But compared to the other houses in the East End, it was completely on the scale of a mansion. Most of the townspeople only had a lawn in front of their house and a flower bed. In front of Xavier's house, a fifty-meter wide main road had been built. In addition to rows of shrubs and flower beds, there were also pavilions and fountains. Two large carved iron gates were closed. In the foyer next to it was an old man reading a newspaper. When he saw the car in front of the gate, he opened the electronic lock and the iron gates silently opened to both sides.
Charles drove the car into the main road. Harry directly felt that the mansion occupied a large area. At the same time, he discovered that the building in front of him that was 30% villa and 70% castle was actually a miniature version of Marvel Academy. Even the carvings on the pillars at the entrance were exactly the same.
In such a large house, the dining room was naturally not small. But the long table was filled with people. In addition to the hosts Charles and Erik, there were also their biological Pietro, Walter, and David. The adopted Scott and Jean. The long-term freeloaders, Hank and Raven. The invited guests, Snape and Harry. Laura, who wanted to live in Xavier's house … When Harry counted the number of people present, he knew that Charles was really looking for Snape to "reminisce about the past".
The Xavier family's chef was very good at cooking. There was no rule of silence at the table, so the atmosphere was quite harmonious. The children complained about their daily lives on campus. Erik was making things difficult for Hank, Raven was scolding "Brother", Charles was casually asking about Snape's career plans, and Harry was listening attentively.
"… I've finished reading the document you sent me last time. It's very good, really, very good. It's a completely new research angle."
Harry tilted his head. When did Snape have private contact with Charles?
Charles seemed to attach great importance to this matter. "Severus, if you don't mind, I can recommend this document to some of my acquaintances in the academic world. They can give a more professional evaluation. In addition, perhaps you can communicate with each other."
"Of course." Snape nodded solemnly. He knew that Charles intended to introduce him to a higher academic circle.
After listening for a while, Harry realized that Snape's research over the past few days had yielded results, and he had even brought up some new and sharper points of view in a certain direction. Although Snape was a Master Potion Master, this still made Harry both surprised and proud.
After introducing a few masters he knew to Snape, Charles smiled and said, "Since you've already chosen a house, why don't you choose a day to move in? I've already asked someone to clean it. Maybe you can go and see if there's any furniture you need to add or replace?"
Snape shook his head indifferently. Harry thanked him again and said, "No need, Mr. Xavier. It's really too much trouble."
Charles' smile was very beautiful. "Not at all. After all, Severus is a very good employee of mine, and Harry is a very good student."
The excellent student, who had just finished his homework in a flash, blushed. He wondered if Charles had emphasized the word "very good."
In the end, they set the moving date for tomorrow afternoon. Hank and Scott would come to help. As the house was fully furnished, Harry and Snape only needed to pack their clothes and some necessities to move in directly. It was very convenient, so Harry didn't worry too much about it.
On his daily schedule, the conversation with Hermione and the trip to the orphanage was still at the top of his list.
It had been almost a month since Ron first invited him to the orphanage. During this period, various delays and delays had made Ron forget about it.
Hermione held his waist and sat on the back seat of the bicycle. "Are you going to see Damian Wayne?" She still remembered that Damian was Batman's biological son.
"That's the reason." Harry nodded. "Also, I'm going to see the director of the orphanage, Mr. Jeff Swain."
Hermione had seen this name in Harry's notebook and map, but she didn't know much about him. Harry rode the bicycle and told Hermione about how he met Swain and Martha in the City of Sin. "… So, the former circus leader became the current director of the orphanage, and the former March Queen became the current head nurse of the town hospital."
"Ah, I remember that Ginny was found by Swain and sent to the town hospital. Are you going to ask him about Ginny's situation?" Hermione immediately responded.
"That's also one of the reasons." Harry pursed his lips. "Also, Hermione, you may have forgotten. In theory, I also stayed in the orphanage for a while before I was adopted by Snape. I want to ask Mr. Swain if he still remembers me. "
The town orphanage was jointly sponsored by the Xavier and Wayne families, so the environment was much better than other orphanages that Harry knew. Although the outer walls were a little old, the internal infrastructure was still complete. There was also a relatively large sports field in the courtyard, where children of all ages played and played. The children's clothes were relatively simple, but it was obvious that they were taken care of carefully.
Harry stood on the side of the sports field, pointed at someone and said to Hermione, "That's Jeff Swain."
The man with a mustache, in the early winter temperature, only wore a round-necked unlined shirt and a small vest. He stood on a wooden stump and performed for a circle of seven or eight-year-old children. He held a long nail in his left hand and a small hammer in his right hand. He knocked the nail into his nostril …
Hermione gasped and grabbed Harry's arm. "What is he doing?!"
Harry bared his teeth and slowly pulled his arm out. He explained, "It's okay. He was born with numbness to pain …"
Swain, who had successfully scared away a group of children, seemed to have heard their words. He turned his head and saw Harry. He grinned, jumped off the wooden stump and walked towards them. As he walked, he picked up the bloody nail and played with it in his hand.
Harry didn't feel scared, but he felt a little disgusted. Was he using this nail repeatedly?
As soon as he walked in front of Harry, Swain's face changed. "You are Harry? Harry Potter? "
Harry was surprised. "You know me?!"
Swain patted Harry on the shoulder and said loudly, "Are you kidding? Aren't you Ron's friend? Speaking of which, you are from our orphanage, right? "
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