[Comprehensive] Sean

Road.

Tony raised his head and narrowed his eyes when he saw Sean. He hugged Sean and said, "You've grown taller, Sean."

"How is school? Are you still used to it?" Steven said while touching Sean's soft black hair.

"not bad."

At this time, Hermione came over hesitantly, holding a small stack of banknotes in her hand, "Sean," she called.

"what happened?"

"This is money for you," said Hermione, "I'm sorry I lost Tom, and I know money can't compensate you, but this is the only thing I can do."

"Who's Tom?" Steven asked.

"My snake. As I said, you don't have to take it to heart, Hermione." Sean said with a frown.

"Wait, you lost your snake?" Tony asked, his tone of suppressed excitement.

"Yes," Sean rolled his eyes and said, "Laugh if you want to, don't hold back."

"How could I do such an outrageous thing?" The corners of Tony's mouth twitched, "Actually, think about it differently. Maybe it's because you are not suitable for keeping snakes. This time we can change our pets. You can raise a kitten, a puppy or a hamster.”

"Correct me, my last snake was killed by you."

"No no no," Tony shook his head and said, "That was an accident."

"Yes, by accident." Sean raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said, "I believe my snake died after being splashed with a glass of wine like the Witch of the West in The Wizard of Oz."

"But it's true!"

"Alcohol?" Hermione frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Could it be a protective spell?"

"What protection spell?"

"I read in the book that the protection spell can concretize an animal and stay by the side of the protected person. But the only weakness is that you can't touch specific things, otherwise the magic will fail."

"Which book is it written about?"

"The Complete Encyclopedia of Advanced Spells and Spells."

Sean pushed back the banknote in Hermione's hand and said, "Thank you Hermione, but I really don't need it. The information you told me is much more useful than money." He looked at the couple waiting in the distance and said, " Those are your parents, right? Go back quickly, don't make them wait. "

"Okay." Hermione returned to her parents with the money.

"As expected of my son, he's fast enough." Tony winked and said to Sean.

Sean shook his head speechlessly, took Steven's hand and walked towards the exit.

Drake stood beside Lucius, watching the figures of the three with him until they disappeared at the exit of the station. "Dad," Draco said timidly, "let's go home."

Lucius took Draco's hand and asked as he walked, "How are you getting along with Sean?"

"That's right," Draco said excitedly, "I did him a big favor, and I think he already regards me as a friend now."

"You're mistaken, Draco, I didn't ask you to be friends with him," Lucius said.

"But it's not you..."

"I let you approach him, help him, obey him, but not be friends with him," Lucius said, squatting beside Drake: "You don't understand now, but you have to remember, Sean and you or me They are not the same kind of people, he is destined to have a more brilliant future, and we will only be one or two inconspicuous little characters, don’t try to stand side by side with him, or you will get hurt.”

Draco frowned in confusion, "Dad, I can't understand a word you said."

"You'll understand later." Lucius stroked Draco's hair and said.

"I didn't know how much I love puff pastry and pizza until I went to school." Sean said with a pizza in one hand and puff pastry in the other.

"Is the food at Hogwarts bad?" Steven asked.

"On the contrary, their food is very good, but the variety is slightly limited. After all, it is not easy for British food to achieve this level." Sean took a big sip of Coke and hiccupped, "It's enjoyable! We will eat it tomorrow Let's eat steak."

"No problem, I'll book a restaurant later."

"You two go, I have a task tomorrow," Steven said, "Maybe I will go for a few days, with Natasha."

Sean was a little discouraged, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

At this time, on the TV that was turned on, the beautiful female anchor was broadcasting the news, "At 140:[-] this afternoon, the United Nations passed the Equal Rights Clause for Wizards, which detailed the rights and obligations of wizards after they integrate into human society. A total of [-] representatives from five countries, including the United States, attended this meeting, now let us turn the camera to the infield, and now we are playing the scene where the United Nations president and representatives of the wizarding world Dumbledore and Voldemort jointly sign the treaty."

"Pfft!!!" Sean sprayed all the Coke on Tony.

"What... what's wrong?" Tony was stunned.

"Did she just say Voldemort?"

"That's right," Steven said as a matter of course, "Isn't the head of the white wizard and the head of the black wizard in the wizarding world the same as Dumbledore and Voldemort? Speaking of which, the name Voldemort is really strange."

Tony took out a few napkins from the side, and while wiping the Coke on his face, he said, "Didn't Freeh say that he was considering it yesterday? Why did you sign the agreement so quickly?"

Steven rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Sure enough, we can't fully believe what Fury said."

Sean stood in front of the TV, watching the close-up of Voldemort in the news, and a group of white creatures roared past in his heart.He spent a whole semester at Hogwarts looking for even the smallest details about this person, and finally found a photo of this person when he was a student and his real name, but here, he was so grandiose. Made the headlines!

So what has he been busy with all semester?

Since Dumbledore appeared, Sean has been led by the nose, and his every move is in the calculation game of others. This feeling of being fooled is really unpleasant!

☆、Chapter 39

Tony snatched the laptop from Sean, and said helplessly, "Sean, you haven't put down the computer since you came back. Why are you so interested in this man named Voldemort?"

"It's nothing." Sean rubbed his hands together and said, "Maybe it's because he's good-looking."

Tony looked at the people in the video carefully and asked, "When did you change your aesthetics?"

Sean took the computer back and said impatiently, "Aren't you going to work today? Go quickly."

"You're not with me?"

"No, I'm busy." Sean continued typing on the keyboard after finishing speaking.He has gone through all the reports about Voldemort these days. There are not many reports. So far, no reporter has been able to interview him face to face. There are not many photos. Most of the comments on the Internet are from netizens. A nympho to Voldemort's beauty.

Tony tried again to attract Sean's attention but failed, so he shrugged, put on a decent suit, and left the villa.

A few hours later, Sean finally put down the computer. He stretched out, beat his sore shoulders, took out a carton of milk in the kitchen, and sat down on the sofa in a decadent manner.

Without a clue, he really couldn't figure out what Voldemort was trying to do.

"Master Sean, sir is calling." Jarvis said.

"Take it here." Sean said, taking a sip of milk.

Tony's magnified face was projected in front of Sean. He sat in his sports car and said to Sean, "Sean, I'll be right back. Do you want to eat out tonight? I've made a reservation for a restaurant."

"Okay."

"I'll be home in about four or 10 minutes. Hurry up and change your clothes. You need to dress formally."

"No problem." Sean hung up the phone and went back to his room to change into a new set of clothes. He checked the time and there were still about 10 or [-] minutes left. After thinking about it, he went to the basement to wait for Tony to come back.The underground garage of this villa is connected to the laboratory, which is convenient for Tony to store his armor.

Sean saw that the time was still early, so he turned on the computer on Tony's workbench, wanting to play a small game online, but to his surprise, the password of Tony's computer was changed. Well, there are some dark secrets in this computer.

Sean was burned by the raging thirst for knowledge that he had cultivated for a whole semester. He blocked Jarvis and easily cracked Tony's password. After searching on the computer, he finally found an encrypted folder.

Sean opened it, and inside was an autopsy report. Leaving out those awkward and difficult medical professional vocabulary, Sean could probably guess that the autopsy report described a mummy whose blood had been sucked dry. Shockingly, this mummy was different from the ones in horror movies. Apart from being shriveled, she didn't have any wounds, and even her skin and hair were the same as when she was alive.

The body was not named and the cause of death is unknown.

Sean slid the mouse to scroll backwards, a horrifying photo made Sean's hair stand on end, and this strange corpse appeared in front of Sean.Xiao En calmed down and carefully looked at the face of the almost out-of-shape corpse. This person looked familiar, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Sean hurried back to his room, dug out the photos he took back from Black's old house, returned to the computer, and compared them carefully, he was almost sure that the corpse was his biological mother - Amida Black .

Sean didn't know why Tony hid the autopsy report, he just subconsciously copied the document to his USB flash drive, and then cleared all the traces.At this time, the sound of the garage door opening below came. Just as Sean was about to turn off the computer, an email popped up. The title of the email read: "Wanted! Captain America..."

Sean opened the mail, and the more he looked at it, the more incredible he felt.

Tony got out of the car, and when he saw Sean staring at the computer screen with a stern face, his eyes widened. He quickly ran up and shouted, "What are you looking at?"

Sean turned the screen to Tony and asked, "What's going on here?"

On the screen was a wanted warrant, with a big red cross on Steven's face.

"Okay, now the news I got is that Fury was ambushed and died, and he appeared in Steven's apartment before his death, and Steven happened to be there, so people from S.H.I.E.L.D. Death has something to do with Steven." Tony tapped his fingers on the computer desktop.

"So they plan to put Captain America in prison for treason?" Sean pouted, "It's so ironic."

While the two were talking, another email came. It was still a wanted warrant, but this one had Natasha's face printed on it.

"Wow, are these two planning to elope to Russia?"

"Don't make sarcastic remarks," Sean pulled his bow tie, and said, "The issuance of the arrest warrant means that they haven't caught Steven and Natasha so far. We have to act as soon as possible. Anyway, when I was I don't believe Steven's kind of walking American spirit would assassinate a black bald head."

"I couldn't trace his phone. I guess he was afraid of being tracked, so he threw the phone away."

"And what about Natasha?"

"That woman is more careful than Steven, and she is a full-time spy. I don't think there is any gap from her."

Sean scratched his hair and asked, "Is the black bald head really dead?"

Tony glanced at Sean, and said: "He was sent to the hospital after being attacked, but the rescue failed. It can be said that he died in full view."

Sean said uncertainly: "The first time I met him was in the orphanage, he brought some agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. to arrest me, I had no ability to resist, so I obediently left with them , I peeked at his memory in the car, but he found out before I saw anything, he stared at me for a few seconds, then switched cars, and I haven't seen him since Personally. In just such a short contact, I can feel that he is an absolutely cautious person. I don't believe that he didn't think about what happened after his accidental death... Tony, you can check that it was Who gave Fury first aid?"

"It should be possible," Tony said, glancing at Sean again, "Sometimes I really doubt how old you are."

Tony hacked the S.H.I.E.L.D. system and found the address and time of the hospital where Freeh was sent. Following these lines, he found the doctors on duty at the time, but to his surprise, none of these doctors did anything. Records of surgery.He hacked the hospital's monitoring system again, called out the monitoring of the entire building, and after asking Jarvis to analyze it, he found that a group of people entered the hospital through the back door 5 minutes before Freery was sent to the hospital, and then at a certain place In the unmonitored room, he changed into a white coat, and then took over the stretcher carrying Fury.

And the leader of these people was a woman with a somewhat familiar figure.

"Looks like I hit the spot," Sean said, leaning back in his chair.

Tony turned off the computer and said, "Don't worry about the next thing, I'll take care of it."

"Are you sure?" Sean looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Tony, you are a physics genius, but apart from physics, you can only be regarded as a smarter ordinary person in other places."

Tony rolled his eyes and said, "I suddenly remembered that there will be a party tomorrow night. Ambassadors from various countries, business tycoons, and wizard representatives who have just signed agreements with humans will all be present, including Voldemort of course."

Sean raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do. You want to use Voldemort to divert my attention so that I can let you find Steven alone."

"So... what is your decision?"

"...I will go, it's just for one night, and it won't delay me looking for Steven at all."

After Tony smiled and watched Sean leave the basement, Jarvis said, "Sir, last night, Master Sean blocked me for a while."

"When exactly?" Tony asked.

"Probably within the first twenty or ten minutes of your return."

Tony immediately opened the encrypted file, but there was no trace of it being opened. He checked it carefully again, but still found no clues.

Tony breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Since this kid cracked my computer in less than 10 minutes without using tools, even if he is a genius, he must be reasonable. I was not so perverted when I was a child!" Tony While talking, reset the password.

In front of the government building, Tony led Sean into the hall slowly under the light of the flashlight. With Totoni's usual flamboyant style, the moment they stepped into the hall, all eyes were on them.

"Don't talk too much later, make too many mistakes, you have to slowly learn to deal with the media, these guys are to some extent more troublesome than the alien army brought by Loki. Look at me, learn .”

Learn... Sean helplessly looked at Tony's confident smile, what did he ask himself to learn?Scolding reporters in a fancy way without dirty words?Do you have nothing to show off how rich you are?By the way, how about the potbellied minister next to him?

Finally, the party started. Except for a small number of well-known editors-in-chief of magazines and newspapers, there was no other media in the venue. These elites from all walks of life gathered together and held a glass of wine to talk loudly.

The Shaun people followed Tony, but their eyes kept wandering around the arena, looking for the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, but the night was overwhelmed, and Voldemort still did not appear in the hall.

Tony and Sean slipped out of the lobby, while their driver was already waiting in an empty corner with a small leather bag containing armor.

"I now suspect that you just thought of an excuse casually and threw it here for the sake of grasping."

"There is indeed Voldemort's name in the invitation list. As for whether he will come or not, I can't guarantee it." Tony smiled and covered his golden mask, took two steps back, and flew straight into the night sky.

"Mr. Stark, where are we going now?" the driver asked.

"Go home, it's not interesting anyway." Sean said with a sigh.

At this time, a conversation suddenly came from the balcony on the second floor. Sean looked up and saw a man and a woman standing on the balcony, leaning on the marble railing.

The woman walked into the room after saying something, leaving the man alone. The man took a sip of the red wine in his hand elegantly, turned his head and looked down, and met Sean's eyes.

Both of them were stunned, the warm night wind blew by, the man smiled gently at Sean, Sean felt as if something had hit his heart fiercely, he walked into the hall, Leaving behind the driver who hurriedly called his name, he ran to the second floor in a panic, ignoring other people's strange eyes and opened the curtains of the small balcony one by one to search.

Finally, behind a curtain, that mysterious and handsome man stood on the balcony, looking at him quietly.

Time seemed to stand still.

"Good evening, sir." Voldemort smiled and nodded at him.

Sean ordered the driver who came behind to stand guard outside the balcony. He approached the small balcony by himself and closed the curtains behind him.

"Voldemort...or should I call you Tom?"

Voldemort froze suddenly, he looked at Sean in disbelief, and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you the snake that disappeared in the dark forest?" Sean asked back.

"It turned out to be this matter... I thought..."

"Why?"

"It's nothing."

"Please answer my question, sir. I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't think of anything worthy of the Dark Lord's concern for a person with an impure blood like me? Could it be because my photo is similar to someone's?" face?"

Voldemort looked at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "You are very smart, it seems that you already know Al."

"If you mean your uncle, the second-generation Dark Lord Arris, yes, I already know about it. Although there are not many things, I can guess some things more or less, not to mention some things that you didn't deliberately disclose to me. Is it?" Sean already had some anger, "What are you trying to do?"

Voldemort squatted down, and gently stroked Sean's cheek with his fingers, "It's really similar, you and him... If I can, I'd like to use mine to switch him back."

"No matter how similar it is, it's just similar. I'm not Arris, so please stop embarrassing me." Sean said as he brushed Voldemort's hand away.

"Don't you want to know about me and him?"

"I'm not interested in other people's affairs." Sean looked at him puzzled, "And, why did you tell me these things?"

"...Just think of me as self-salvation," Voldemort said: "You should have heard from Dumbledore, I killed Ares with my own hands, and every day I dream about the scene at that time, his body It slowly became cold and hard in my arms, and his blood left me all over, sticky... When you appeared, it was like he came back again."

"Why did you kill Alris, isn't he... a lover?"

Voldemort raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Aren't you not interested?"

Sean choked and closed his mouth.

"Well, as a reward for helping me, I can train you to be my heir. My rights, wealth, and the magic spell I invented will all be yours."

"I don't need that."

"Don't be too arrogant, young man," Voldemort said, stroking Sean's head, "You still have a lot to learn before becoming a good wizard."