When Harry fell down a five-metre ladder, he was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground.
Two thoughts flashed through his mind at the same time. One of them was: How long will it take for me to land? But he hadn't weighed himself in a long time, so even if he knew the formula for the acceleration of gravity, it didn't help. The other thought was: There's one more!
"There's one more..."
Peter Parker, who had just returned home, happened to appear at the moment when Harry fell. He rushed over without hesitation,
Then he stretched out his wrist... and then he witnessed Harry fall in front of him.
Neville and Ben stepped forward, trembling with fear.
Ben squatted down nervously and asked, "Harry? Harry?! Are you okay? " He reached out to help Harry up, but he was afraid of hurting the boy's bones that might be broken. For a moment, he was filled with regret and self-reproach.
Falling from this height..,
Perhaps only a KGB agent could say that he was safe and sound. But the old and the young asked for a long time..,
Harry was still lying on the ground in that posture, motionless,
His pupils dilated slightly,
After a long time..,
He muttered something in a low voice as if he was in a daze,
Neville and Ben didn't understand,
But one step away..,
Peter, whose arm was still stiff, trembled and lowered his head to meet Harry's eyes.
There's one more!
Harry could see the Parker family's house across the street every day, but he never noticed anything strange,
What he saw out of the back window every day was that neat and warm little house, a small backyard,
Rosemary and jasmine grew in the backyard,
There was a pot of grafted Chinese roses beside the back door steps,
The three windows on the second floor were always closed, and occasionally one would open — that was when Pete sneaked out to meet Wade. Harry was so familiar with the backyard of the Parker family that he never noticed anything strange.
It wasn't until he stood on the high ladder, trying to tell which of the two windows belonged to Peter, that he slowly recalled the scene on the second floor of the Parker family's house: Go up the escalator, on the right was a utility room, go left — Peter's bedroom, Pete's bedroom, bathroom... The bathroom window was on the side of the house, so the windows facing the back street belonged to Peter's bedroom, Pete's bedroom, and the utility room respectively.
But, Harry clearly remembered that the utility room was only about two square meters in size. How could it have a window as big as the bedroom?
Where did the third window come from? Harry saw the same question in Peter's eyes.
In fact, Peter had more questions than Harry. In addition to the incredible and impossible window, there was also the maverick cat named Kronos, and the mysterious Harry Potter, who fell from the second floor but was unscathed...
Well, not unscathed. Harry held his waist as Neville helped him up. Although every bone was still in place, every muscle seemed to have been overused. He took a deep breath, looked straight into Ben Parker's eyes and asked, "Mr. Parker, how many rooms are there on the second floor of your house?"
Ben froze for a moment, and his gentle and loving expression froze for a moment, but he still answered, "Two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a utility room... What's the matter, Harry?"
Harry only felt the blood vessels in his temples heating up. He leaned on Neville, raised a trembling hand, and pointed to the second floor, "Then, Mr. Parker, which window belongs to your utility room?"
Peter hugged Kronos, the cat that jumped out of nowhere, and stared at Ben's lips with Harry.
But the air froze for a moment. Ben Parker's expression was still gentle and loving, but his eyes stopped moving. This made him look like he had been cursed with the Soul Seizing Curse.
"Harry, are you okay? Let me take you to the hospital for a check-up, "Ben said kindly and worriedly. His face was full of concern, and his eyes were still.
The bizarre scene made Neville tremble. If Harry was not still on top of him, he would have run away.
Harry looked at the silent Peter and asked again, "Mr. Parker... How many children do you have in your house?"
Neville finally realized that it was not only Peter who was silent, but the entire backyard of Parker's house. Other than the breathing of the few people present, Longbottom did not hear any other sound. The whole neighborhood seemed to be dead silent. No one was watching a movie, and no one was laughing. Even the evening wind bypassed the yard, and every leaf in the bushes was motionless.
In the strange silence, Ben slowly turned his neck. Neville imagined the sound of a winding spring. His eyes fell on Harry, Peter, and Kronos, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, showing an amiable smile.
He said, "Harry, don't you know Peter and Peter? Our family has always only had two children. "
It was creepy. Neville only felt the hair on his back stand up, and he pinched Harry's arm.
That was not a human voice at all. It was the voice of the worst voice actor. It was emotionless and had no personality. Coupled with the middle-aged man's masked expression, it was enough to make Harry scream. Neville's grip was not weak.
However, the Chronos cat was the one who broke the strange atmosphere with a scream. It squatted in Peter's arms and screamed at the top of its lungs, tearing the invisible enchantment around the backyard. The wind, laughter, and the sound of the neighbor's TV program suddenly poured in.
Harry and Neville only felt dazed for a moment. Mr. Parker, who was opposite them, had returned to his usual appearance and was kindly asking Harry if he wanted to take him home.
In the end, Harry was supported back by Neville with his hands on his waist. Although he repeatedly refused, Ben still followed with an apologetic look on his face. He explained and apologized to Snape. Snape was emotionally stable and did not say anything about it.
After Neville and the Parker uncle and nephew left, Harry continued to lie on the sofa for a quarter of an hour before he slowly explained his discovery and concluded dryly, "... So, Peter's abnormality should be because of the window that shouldn't exist."
Snape was still relatively calm, but the book in his hand did not turn a page for a long time, as if he was thinking about this strange matter.
Harry's shoulder was faintly aching from lying down, so he sat up and wanted to hear Snape's opinion on this matter. However, when he got up, he suddenly realized that the scene in front of him was a little strange. He was shocked for a moment. After glancing around the living room a few times, Harry blinked and asked in confusion, "Professor, why are you sitting on the sofa … but the wheelchair is there?"
Harry looked at Snape, who was sitting steadily on the sofa, and then looked at the wheelchair in the distance near the aisle. A strange image appeared in his mind: Snape propped himself up with the wheelchair, moved himself to the sofa, and then reached out to slap the wheelchair away...
Snape was, of course, not interested in practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but he did not seem to want to explain anything to Harry. The boy could only ask his other companion in the living room, "Remus? Do you know what's going on? Wait a minute, could it be... "Harry stopped talking, but his expression became serious.
Remus immediately barked twice, indicating that he would not take advantage of the opportunity to bully Snape who had mobility issues. However, the communication barrier between him and Harry still existed. Harry could not figure out the truth of the matter after listening for a long time. He only understood the two words "Snape" and "worried". He could only rub Lupin's head and figure it out himself.
Snape could not think at all because of Lupin's barking. He closed the book with a dark face, coughed, and said in a deep voice, "Potter, you should go take a shower."
Harry replied with an "Okay" and got up to push Snape's wheelchair over. He was about to get a change of clothes, but when he passed by the aisle, he stopped in his tracks. After being stunned for a moment, he turned around in surprise, "Professor! Are you able to walk now? "
Now, Harry felt that he should read a few more mystery novels. That way, he would be able to infer what had happened in the room from the position of the wheelchair, Snape's expression, and the wrinkles on the carpet.
Snape sat on the sofa like a mountain, ignoring Harry's excitement. "Unfortunately, I can't."
"But, but..." Harry threw down the things in his hands and stood in front of Snape, not knowing what to do. "Professor, you stood up just now, right? Just when I fell down! "
At that time, Snape should have been observing the situation in Parker's backyard through the back window, so he must have seen Harry fall down the ladder, and then — "Snape was so scared that he stood up from the wheelchair!"
However, Snape would rather sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life than admit that he cared about Potter. He only said in a muffled voice, "I said, Potter, unfortunately, you have to continue serving a lowly and disabled Potions Professor."
Harry had already obtained the information he wanted to know. He laughed and zoned out for a while. Finally, he sat down beside Snape and leaned against the potion professor. He looked at the latter's legs and said, "Professor, I fell from a two-story building just now, but I am not injured."
"I saw it." He even embarrassed himself in front of the Alsatian.
"Professor, do you think it's because we still have magic in our bodies?" Harry stroked his chin. "Maybe we can't actively sense or use magic, but the magic is still stored in our bodies to protect us in extremely dangerous situations?"
The more Harry thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He could not help but want to jump down the building again. He could not help but mutter, "Professor! Professor? Professor, professor, professor, professor... "
The Potions Professor looked at him in disgust, but he could not help but recall the moment when he stood up. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but before Harry noticed, he quickly hid it and said in a businesslike tone, "You said that the cat led you to look at Parker's window?"
"Yes." Harry pulled Snape's hand and straightened the man's fingers one by one, admiring the pale yellow stains on the man's knuckles.
"That... What's the relationship between you and Kronos?" Snape asked as he squeezed Harry's hand tightly.
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