Harry regretted not being able to see Snape stand up.
So that night, he moved all the coffee tables and chairs in the living room away and tried to encourage Snape to stand up by his will. It was rare that Snape did not mock Harry's whimsical idea.
He held the boy's shoulder and stood up, but idealism did not win. He could not feel the so-called magic hidden in his body, nor could he feel his legs. The "rehabilitation" ended with the two of them falling together, but it was not the usual "first meeting between the male lead and the female lead" type of romantic suppression. Snape was tall, and when he fell, he pressed Harry under his body. There was no mouth to mouth, nor was there any chest touching.
Snape's chin was bruised by Harry's forehead, and Harry's lips were swollen by Snape's elbow.
The next day, when Harry went out early in the morning to wait for the school bus, his upper lip was still swollen.
Just as he was worried about how Ron and the others would laugh at him, he saw Peter pushing his bicycle over.
There was a little white cat squatting in the front basket.
Spiderman walked up to Harry and patted the back seat. "The school bus won't be here for a while.
Why don't I give you a ride? "
Harry obediently got into the back of the car and waited for Peter to ask questions.
Peter did have a lot of questions.
And after a night of tossing and turning, these doubts snowballed.
So much so that he didn't know where to start, and in the end,
Instead, it was an unexpected question, "Harry, what is it?
Do you know Kronos? "
Kronos, who was squatting in front of the basket, pricked up his ears slightly.
But he didn't open his eyes.
Harry didn't intend to hide anything, so he said truthfully, "I know him."
Peter gripped the handlebars tightly, his lips pursed tightly, and sweat dripped down his forehead in the December morning.
"What … is he like?"
This question was not easy to answer. Harry knew Kro, but he was definitely not familiar with him. In the short time they spent together, the latter was in the state of Oulopolos most of the time. After hesitating for a moment, Harry chose to ask, "Peter, what kind of person do you think Kronos is?"
In a place where Harry couldn't see, Harry's eyes lost focus for a moment, and then a thick haze hit him. The young boy's voice was weak. "I … I don't know a person named Kronos … But, I often feel like I've forgotten someone. This feeling … Harry, I don't know how to put it, but …"
Peter stopped the bicycle, with one leg on the ground, he lowered his head and said, "It's as if someone dismembered you and put you back together, but a few parts were missing."
Harry pondered over these words and felt that although it was a little bloody, it was also quite romantic.
Kronos, who was in the basket, finally opened his icy blue eyes and meowed unexpectedly meekly.
Peter reached out and rubbed Kronos's head, then turned to Harry with a wry smile. "So, Harry, can you help me find those missing parts?"
Harry didn't promise, but asked, "When will the Parker family be home?"
Peter was stunned for a moment, then he said cautiously, "There's a discount at Lemai Market tonight, so Aunt May should be out. Uncle will be the labor force …"
"Peter will go on a date with Wade Wilson." Harry clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's go find the non-existent room tonight."
"Peter will go to make up lessons with Pietro …" Peter corrected, but still nodded seriously. "Then let's do it tonight at eight o 'clock. Be there or be square."
After arriving at school, Harry first found Hermione and reported everything that had happened last night to the little witch. Hermione was very interested in the "extra window". "Do you still remember the Dream Training?"
Hermione was talking about Kamia's Dream Building class. In one of the dreams, the "extra window" had also happened. Harry still remembered that strange dream very clearly. "Wow, that's not a good memory!"
Hermione frowned slightly, and the pen in her hand subconsciously drew a lot of messy lines on the paper. "That's not what I want to say. I want to say, Harry — didn't you notice that this time, we're missing someone?"
Harry carefully recalled the list. He had made a detailed record, but he didn't find anyone missing. "I don't think so. I've counted several times, even the villains."
Hermione looked more and more anxious. She threw down the pen and paper in her hand and stared at Harry. "All the villains?"
"Uh, all the villains I know …" Harry suddenly felt a little uncertain.
Hermione directly interrupted his hesitation. "What about Nihon?"
Harry shut up.
Hermione's hair, which had been fixed, was messy now. In fact, her mind was also a mess now. "How could you forget this?!"
Hermione was almost growling in a low voice. "If this is not the so-called 'Otherworld' — if this is the world we used to live in — do you know what this means? Harry, Nihon is also here. He hasn't left. He still wants to kill you — and you have no ability now! "
But where was Nihon now? Harry suddenly found that in the too realistic world, not only could he not feel the existence of magic, but also the existence of danger. Perhaps Maya had become an ordinary person now, lurking around them?
"You're missing a villain, the biggest villain." Hermione was discouraged by Harry's dullness. "And you still don't know his motive. Why did Nihon change the setting of the world and throw us into this boring world without magic?"
Harry felt that he needed to clear his mind, because after a long pause, he asked such a question. "Hermione, do you think this world is boring?"
Hermione looked at Harry calmly for a moment and shook her head gently. "Now I know why Professor Snape lost his legs in Nihon's blueprint. You need him. "
"It's reasonable. He needs me."
"Then why have you never thought of getting him a crutch?" Just like you have never thought of Nihon's existence.
Harry could only keep his mouth shut in front of Hermione, but the little witch's words were very reasonable, and could even be said to be a wake-up call. But he still wanted to defend himself. "Min, you can't make me sound so selfish …"
The girl's eyes suddenly showed gentleness and understanding. She patted her friend's shoulder and said no more. She just lowered her head and said, "I'll go with you tonight."
So when Peter saw Hermione with Harry that night, he showed the expression of someone who caught his little brother in a puppy love … Harry was too lazy to explain. He directly pulled Hermione to the back of Parker's house. The three windows were still neatly arranged there.
"Peter, which window is yours?"
Peter had already prepared a stack of photos and handed them to Harry. Taking a look, Harry saw that there were outdoor, indoor, and blind spots … Even Hermione could roughly piece together the layout of Parker's house from these photos. She quickly pointed out, "The one on the left."
Harry touched his nose and pretended that he did not make a fool of himself. He quickly pieced together a three-dimensional image in his mind and then picked up one of the photos. It was about two to three square meters in size and was piled up with cardboard boxes of various sizes. This was the storeroom? Judging from its position, it occupied the position of the third window.
"Let's go take a look."
Peter followed Harry upstairs and at the same time explained that he had thoroughly checked the storeroom. "… There's nothing strange in there, except for some old clothes … and some old textbooks that I used. The most important thing is that I didn't find any secret room or mezzanine in the storeroom."
Peter had indeed thoroughly checked the room and arranged everything neatly on the table. Harry casually flipped through the old clothes. There was nothing special about them, but the so-called old textbooks were mixed with a number of comics. Now, Harry could understand Peter's uneasiness earlier.
"Oh … shōjo comics?" Harry pulled out a few comics with slightly pink covers and laughed. Then, he saw a cat turn its back to him.
"Not mine!" Peter blurted out. He also realized that something was wrong. "Erm … it's really not mine?" When he flipped through these comics last night, he thought that he had bought them before and had forgotten about them. But now, he was not so sure.
Harry flipped through the shōjo comics and did not find any small notes or anything, but he still handed one of them to Peter. "Is this your handwriting?"
Hermione, who was standing beside Harry, saw a line of poetry on the title page of the comic:
You are my distant, hidden, inviolable rose.
Peter silently recited the poem and suddenly felt a surge of indescribable emotions. He could not help but cover his heart, feeling the pain there as if it had been hit heavily. At the same time, his brain was also in pain. Harry saw that he was on the verge of collapse and quickly picked up Kronos and stuffed it into his arms.
Peter leaned against the wall and panted for a while. He lowered his head and met the kitten's icy blue eyes. His heart trembled as he murmured, "Kronos … who are you?"
Harry had already checked everything and found nothing. After hearing Peter's question, he casually replied, "He's your brother."
"…" Peter stiffened for a moment. He looked at the kitten squatting on his arm and then at the comic in his hand. After a long time, he asked in disbelief, "Brother?"
Harry looked at Peter sympathetically and gave him a look of affirmation. He then added, "And he's your boyfriend."
Peter took a few deep breaths before he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Brothers and whatnot … Is it our interest?"
Hermione facepalmed and pushed Harry away. She explained, "How would we know these things? However, Kro should be an adopted child by Mrs. Parker, so you are not related by blood."
Peter then hugged the Chronos cat with relief, and then he realized that compared to whether they were related by blood, what he should be more worried about now seemed to be reproductive isolation. Wait a minute, it seemed that there was nothing reproductive from the beginning to the end …
But the only person who could solve his doubts was walking in circles in the small room, sniffing the wall from time to time.
Hermione asked, "Can you sense it?"
Harry shook his head. "No." He thought for a moment and then turned to Peter and asked, "But you can sense it, right? That's why you asked us to pay attention to this room? "
Peter was stunned for a moment before he realized that Harry was talking to Kronos. The kitten nodded solemnly and gave an affirmative answer.
Harry stood facing the wall for a while, one hand tapping the outside of his thigh. Finally, when the other two were about to speak, he turned around and looked at Hermione with a smile. "Do you still remember the setting of the 'Otherworld'? I now think that it's actually a good setting. "
Peter was confused, but Hermione quickly reacted. "How are you going to get in?"
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