[Comprehensive] Sean

"Bro...Bula...Boo..." Sean tried his best to straighten his tongue, stumbled and read the twisted spell on the paper, but finally gave up.

Angrily, he threw the note on the ground, and punched the air in the empty corridor.

Why does he, a 12-year-old American kid, want to meddle in the business of the British wizarding world?The Avengers, who were supposed to save the world, sat carelessly in the VIP box watching musicals, but he, a child laborer, was here like a headless fly looking for the patient with severe secondary illness.

Ugh!

After Xiao En vented, he still resigned to his fate and picked up the note.Who made him provoke such a evil star in his previous life?

"Well, now that I think about it, if I were an extremely perverted lunatic with an overly strong desire to possess and control my uncle's soul, and now I wanted to blow up this theater, where would I choose to start?" Sean murmured He muttered to himself, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and ran towards the box where the members of the Avengers were.

I hope his idea is wrong, and Voldemort won't be so ignorant to run to the monsters in the whole box.

"Sean just went to the bathroom, why hasn't he come back yet?" Steven stood up, frowning, and said, "I'd better go see him."

"Call me if you need something." Tony nodded and said.

Steven walked to the toilet and found a sign of 'cleaning, no entry' at the door of the toilet, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.He removed the sign and entered the toilet. There was no staff cleaning it. He opened the doors of the compartments one by one, and found the clothes that Sean had changed behind the last locked door.

Steven ran towards the private room while taking out his mobile phone to call Tony.

Sean was running wildly in the corridor. Just after turning the corner, he saw Steven who had just come out of the toilet head-on. He turned around sharply and turned his back to Steven, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Although Steven was anxious, his excellent observation ability still made him notice this strange man. He just glanced at him, but he felt that this man was inexplicably familiar.

"Sir," Steven walked towards him carefully, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"...Uh..." Sean was struggling to figure out what to do when he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. He turned around and saw Steven lying on the ground, his eyes half-open.He hurried over, helped Steven up, and shouted anxiously, "Steven? Steven? What's wrong with you?"

"So you're here." Sirius ran over and said, "The whole building has been almost controlled by us. Except for a few VIP boxes, we have searched all the other places, and found no Death Eaters?"

"Will you really not attract attention to such a large-scale operation?" Sean couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry, our people turned into their waiters with Polyjuice Potion, and those waiters were also given the magic potion by us. When they woke up, they would be dead tired after working all day. I won't remember anything else."

"Potion? That's right!" Sean took Sirius' hand and said, "Does he look like he has been poisoned?"

Sirius poked Steven, and said uncertainly: "I don't know either...it seems to be the water of life and death?"

"What does it do?"

"It's just to make people stupor... or something."

"Is it harmless to the human body?" Sean asked anxiously.

Sirius shook his head and said, "No, it's similar to your Muggle sleeping pills."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Steven is not an ordinary person. He has four times the strength and resistance. It should not be easy for him to be hit by the potion." Sean put one of Steven's arms on his shoulders. On Sirius' neck, "Do me a favor and lift him up, I already know where that guy is."

Voldemort kicked Tony on the ground, sat comfortably on the seat that belonged to Tony, and said with a calm smile: "Iron Man? Huh! But that's all. No matter how many weapons you have, no Without a weapon you're just as weak as any other Muggle."

He played with his wand slowly, his eyes flicked from the faces of the sleeping Avengers members one by one, and finally fixed his eyes on Banner.

Voldemort remembered the man he had seen in New York when Banner was riding a battered scooter, and after refusing Sean's request to take him downtown, Voldemort tried to change his mind with magic, but That one almost consumed most of his magic power, and after seeing that green monster jumping up and down in New York City, he realized that there was a remarkable person hidden in this guy's body.

If you don't get rid of him first, there will be endless troubles.

Voldemort pointed his wand at Banner and was about to say the Death Curse when the door popped open.Sirius rushed in angrily, but before he could say the spell, he was knocked out, and his wand landed firmly in Voldemort's hand.

Sean asked Steven to sit against the wall at the door of the box. As soon as he stood up, Sirius yelled and flew past him, hitting the opposite wall with his head, unconscious.

Sean closed his eyes and sighed, this group of people really can't count!

"Who else? Come out." Voldemort said lightly.

Sean came in slowly, facing Voldemort's wand.

"Al?" Voldemort's voice trembled with excitement, and his wand almost fell from his hand.

"Long time no see." Sean said lightly. He looked at the members of the Avengers who were lying on the ground, walked around the excited Voldemort, and helped Tony who was lying on the ground.

"You don't seem very worried about him," said Voldemort coldly.

"It's just the water of life and death, so there's nothing to worry about."

Voldemort laughed and said, "Yes, how could such a trick have been hidden from you?"

"I'm curious, Tony and the others came here on a whim, how did you expect them to come and prepare the water of life and death?"

"The water of life and death is not prepared for them, but for those people outside. By the way, we can also use the ready-made media to broadcast a live broadcast, so that the world can see that our wizards are no worse than mutant avengers!" After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at Sean and asked, "But you, maybe you have been with these pious guys for a long time, and you have started to learn from them to save the world, right?"

Sean sighed: "You will destroy our group."

"I will lead our group to the top!" Voldemort knelt in front of Sean and said softly, "At that time, you will be the only one who will stand by my side, Al."

Sean looked at him indifferently, and said, "My name is Sean, Sean Stark, I am not Arris, and I never will be."

There was a crack in Voldemort's tender expression, "You only said that because you didn't remember it all, and when you remembered how close we were, you would never say that again."

"What else do I need to remember?" Sean sneered, "Remember how you tricked me into taking poison; remember how you stole my power and wealth; remember how you killed me yourself of?"

Voldemort's face turned pale in an instant.

"Go back, Voldemort," Sean sneered, "You are too far behind Dumbledore in terms of means and vision. I will not go back to England, whether you accept it or not, Arris Gaunt has already Killed by your own hands, the one alive now is Sean Stark, the son of Iron Man, the heir of the Stark family."

Voldemort took two steps back, leaned against the wall in horror and helplessness, and after a long silence, he slowly revealed a sinister smile, "I will not let you go," he said hoarsely, "Whether you are Who, no matter where you are, I will not let you go. I will keep watching you, and your Muggle father, and this group of people, as soon as you look away, I will rush to kill them .”

Sean pulled out his wand from his waist, pointed at Voldemort, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me to kill you now!"

Voldemort rushed towards him emotionally, let Sean's wand rest on his chest, and said, "You kill me! If you don't kill me today, I will kill him sooner or later! And that Steven! And this group of so-called avengers! Don’t you remember? Then you should know that I have enough patience. Maybe some of these people I can’t confront them head-on, but I will lurk in the dark, firmly Staring at them, waiting for them to relax, even if they only rest for a second, I will take the opportunity to pounce on them and tear them apart!"

"Tom Riddle!" Sean yelled: "I'm not Alris, I don't have any feelings or resentment for you, I will kill you!"

"Then do it!" Voldemort shouted almost hoarsely: "What a simple spell, you just need to say Avada Kedavra, and you don't need to guard against me anymore."

"Have you ever seen the desert?" Arris asked softly against the ear of Tom who was sitting in his arms.

"I've seen the pictures you took," Tom's fingers gently rubbed the back of Arris's hand resting on his stomach, "It looks spectacular."

"When the time is over, I'll take you with me, okay?"

"What you say is what you say." Tom smiled and put his arms around Alris' neck, kissing his lips.

Damn it!Sean cursed in his heart, why did he see such a scene at this time.But even if it was just a simple and ordinary conversation between two people, it still made Sean feel a little warmth.

When thinking of Abu, Sean felt uncontrollable longing and sadness; when thinking of Lucius, he felt relaxed and nostalgic; when thinking of the days when he was imprisoned by Voldemort, he felt boundless Desperate; but only this time, what he felt was warmth.

Although he was still holding his wand, he knew that he would never be able to kill the man in front of him, even though he was no longer as good as he remembered.

"I know, I will go back, but remember, never do anything against them, understand?"

A smile appeared on Voldemort's face. He wanted to hug Sean, but Sean pushed him away.

"I see, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry, I will wait for the day when you are willing to go back to the past with me." Voldemort turned and left the box.At the door, Dumbledore clasped his hands in front of him and looked at him with pity.

"You will never know how to love," said Dumbledore. "Sooner or later, you will lose him again."

Sean sat cross-legged on the ground with no image, propping his chin with his hands. The musical drama downstairs was coming to an end, and no one noticed what happened in this box with the curtain drawn.

Dumbledore sat next to him.

"How's Sirius?" Sean asked.

"He's fine, just passed out."

"He's the real deal, Voldemort didn't even say a spell."

"Don't be too hard on that child," said Dumbledore. "The child is only half Voldemort's age. Now what are you going to do?"

"Does Voldemort keep his eye on Tony and Steven as long as they are my father?"

Dumbledore thought for a while and said, "It should be."

"...Principal Dumbledore, can you do me something? I remember that there is a spell that can modify people's memory, right?"

"Are you sure?"

Sean nodded and said, "I wasn't his child in the first place. I was just a product of dark magic. It is enough to know Steven and be Tony's son for three years. You are right, I belong to Wizarding England, that suits me better there than here. Let them forget about me."

There was a knock on the door, and Steven woke up suddenly. He rubbed his temples and stood up, looking around in confusion.

Oh, and the Avengers are here to celebrate the reunion.

Banner also sat up, yawned and said, "I can't believe I fell asleep, where is the show now?"

Steven opened the curtain, saw the empty seats and stage below, and said, "It seems that we missed the whole stage play."

At this time, the other Avengers members also stretched their waists and woke up one after another.

"We should go," Tony said, he opened the door, dismissed the waiter at the door, led the members of the Avengers out of the theater door, and got into the luxury car waiting at the door.

He looked at the members of the entire carriage, suddenly froze for a moment, and asked, "Is there someone missing?"

"Who is missing?" Saul smiled and said, "Are you sleepy?"

"Maybe."

Back home, Tony turned on the light and said, "Jarvis, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

There was silence in the house.

Tony called again, but Jarvis still didn't respond.

"What happened?" Steven asked.

Shrugging his shoulders, Tony went downstairs and turned on the computer in the studio, only to find that Jarvis had been turned off. After restarting Jarvis, he hurriedly asked, "Jarvis? Is someone invading?"

"It doesn't seem to be," Jarvis said uncertainly, "I scanned the entire villa and found nothing suspicious."

Tony frowned and went upstairs, only to find that Steven was in a daze in front of an empty house. He walked over, patted his shoulder, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"...Did someone live here?"

Tony looked inside, but there was nothing inside.

"Should...not." Steven said.