Everyday life at Midtown High School

Tony clearly had no intention of having another child.

He refused in a joking tone: "With you, I may have exhausted all the patience and energy in this life."

But Pooh suddenly wanted a brother.

Think about it, there is a genius brother like Tony, who can invent and create, play with machines with Tony, and call his brother by the hem of his clothes, feed him honey, kiss his face, give him He tells stories, draws cartoons, and then, as the elder brother himself, he can also teach him to be optimistic and be kind to others, instead of making enemies everywhere like his father...

When I think about it, I suddenly feel great!

The question is, how do you get Tony to agree?

Apart from pricking holes in all the condoms in the house patiently and meticulously, Pooh hasn't thought of a better way for the time being.

After watching all this silently, Jarvis silently covered him up. Although he didn't have permission to delete, he quietly hid these surveillance videos in a disk that Tony would hardly check.

On the other side, Harry really did what Tony said...

Under the circumstances that everyone was not optimistic about, he suddenly took control of Osborne Enterprise.

Although, it is true that some important shareholders were murdered by the Green Goblin, which led to the reason why the company has no leader.

But in such a mess, it is really impressive to have the courage to stand up and control the situation!

While Pooh was happy for him, he once again felt that he was useless.

"Oh! I can't do anything but draw!"

He sighed and said that the whole person seemed to be turned down a tone.

"And I...can't even draw," Credence whispered.

He doesn't even have to tone it down because he comes in a dark shadow state.

In a roadside cafe, two teenagers looked at each other, feeling inexplicably close to each other.

Although the distance was brought closer by this embarrassing way, Pooh still felt a little embarrassed.

He always felt that he had not set a good example for Credence.

So, he hurriedly smiled to make up for it, took out a box from his backpack, and pushed it in front of Credence to open it.

The box is full of big and red strawberries, neatly arranged in rows.

"You're not allergic to strawberries, are you?"

Pooh said with a smile: "My dad airlifted a large box of super fresh strawberries to the woman he likes, but Aunt Pep is allergic to all the fruits in the world, so strawberries are flooding my house now. No one has eaten it yet except me."

Because Credence was too nervous, when Pooh spoke, he always tried his best to be careful, and his tone was calm and gentle, so as not to suddenly scare the other party.

Fortunately, the two of them got to know each other well (through letters), and at this time, there were not many people around, so Credence's reaction could still be classified as normal.

After hearing those words, he first smiled shyly at Pooh, lowered his head habitually, slowly stretched out his hand, carefully picked out a strawberry from the box, put it in his mouth, and bit it lightly. Take a small mouthful, the unique taste of strawberries made him reluctant to swallow it directly, and after holding it for a while, he slowly said: "It's delicious..."

When he spoke, his voice was a little low, his eyes were erratic as always, and he didn't dare to look directly at people, but it was much better than the previous situation of autistic children who huddled in a corner and didn't say a word.

"You can take it all back and eat it. I'll also prepare a box with better packaging for you."

Pooh took out another box from his schoolbag. The wrapping paper of this box was blue and white polka dots, with a red ribbon on it and a delicate bow tie. It looked neat and beautiful.

As he put the extraordinarily beautiful box on the table and pushed it to Credence, he raised his big bright eyes with long lashes and said with a thoughtful smile, "You can take this box home and send it to me." A present to your guardian, old Mr. Graves."

Credence looked at him with a slightly puzzled expression: "For Mr. Graves?"

"That's right... Well, I heard that he treats you very well, which is really a very lucky good thing."

Pooh said with a little struggle: "I don't want to reason with you. But how to say it? To be honest, my dear, we can't take other people's good for granted. When we are taken care of by others, we must also Remember, try your best to give back in return. Therefore, you should treat Mr. Graves a little better... Feelings need to be maintained carefully."

"Yeah, I know."

Credence gave him a grateful smile, then quickly bowed his head, and said in a broken voice: "G... Graves has been good to me, so I want to... I want to treat him well, help me." He's busy... But until now, I... I seem to be able to do nothing but add to his confusion and trouble..."

"This is indeed a difficult problem." Pooh thought seriously.

Then, he asked again: "Is that why you came to me today to talk about this matter?"

"No, not all."

Credence hurriedly took out an envelope from his body, put it on the table awkwardly and said, "I...I want to ask you for help."

Pooh picked up the envelope curiously: "Can I open it?"

After getting an affirmative answer from Credence, he opened the envelope and saw an acceptance letter from Midtown High School.

at the same time,

In the United States Ministry of Magic, a young female Auror was standing in Graves' office with a puzzled expression on her face, with her hands on the table and said: "I really don't understand you, although I also don't agree with Credence Living under everyone's surveillance, he doesn't have his own life and career at all. But it doesn't mean that I will agree with you to let him live in the world of No-Maj. This is a kind of experience for him and for No-Maj Danger."

"There will be no danger." Mr. Percival Graves, Minister of Security of the Ministry of Magic, said in a cold tone.

He was wearing a black overcoat, a tall white slip on top of the vest and a strangely shaped collar pin, which formed his very strong and unique personal style. The magic wand rotated flexibly in the palm of his hand, and his expression was still alive. There is a hint of impatience, anxiety and arrogance faintly.

"You can't guarantee it." Tina said firmly.

"I'm the guarantee," Graves said forcefully and forcefully. "Now, I'm his overseer, guardian, even owner."

Tina bit her lower lip tightly, the stubborn female Auror was about to be pissed to death by the headstrong Minister of Security.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Do you know why I didn't recognize Grindelwald when he pretended to be you?"

Graves looked at her calmly, without answering.

"Because you are so alike, you are all equally arrogant!"

Tina threw down such a sentence angrily, turned around and left the office.

Graves remained motionless, waved his wand casually, and closed the office door again.

Sitting alone in the office, he stretched out his hand to pinch the area between his eyebrows, and was also a little uncertain for a while...

As previously considered, Credence, who was Obscure, belonged neither to the wizarding nor the Muggle world.

Although he could be imprisoned for a lifetime to ensure the safety of others, it would be too cruel for that child.

Graves thought to himself that he was never a soft-hearted person, even if he took in the child who was almost used by Grindelwald out of responsibility.

But from the beginning, what he wanted to provide was just a simple material wealth, and it was enough to ensure that the other party had food and drink.

But things often don't go as planned.

In the subsequent day-to-day relationship, it was gradually difficult for him to do this anymore.

Because, the kid named Credence regarded him as a god.

In Credence's heart...

If there is a god in this world, then his name must be Graves;

If there is a savior in this world, then his name must also be Graves.

He almost devoutly believed in the existence that once gave him hope, let him walk out of the dark corner of abuse, and see the light again.

"I just opened a head..."

Graves said frankly more than once: "After I noticed something abnormal about you, I only went to see you twice. On the third time, Grindelwald replaced me. The people you meet later are not It's me again. The one who treated your wounds and the one who gave you the necklace are all Grindelwald, not me."

But Credence is still dead set on him.

He was so inarticulate that when faced with Graves, he could hardly say anything except 'Mr. Graves'.

But deep in his heart, he expressed his loyalty over and over again from the beginning to the end: "The person I really want to give everything to is actually never a healing or a necklace, but the one holding my hand, The first person who brought me out of the dark corner to the sunshine."

Therefore, such Cresden has made it impossible for Graves to continue to turn a blind eye.

The stubborn but responsible Minister of Security frowned his distinctive thick eyebrows, and after hesitating for a while, he finally compromised.

He thought to himself, 'It doesn't matter if he's a wizard or a No-Maj!Whether he is dangerous or safe...he should experience his own life like any normal boy. '