[Comprehensive] sense of violation

When Zhang Yu led Tony through the corridor, it was the recess time, and it was obvious that they slept right past breakfast.And when Zhang Yu woke up, he found Tony's hand across his chest. No wonder he dreamed that he was suffocated to death by being pressed against his chest by a rock, so Zhang Yu took Tony's arm away and gave it to him with his elbow. Hard!

"Okay, shut up! Wake up, let's go to Principal Deng." Zhang Yu rolled his eyes and murmured, "I actually slept until dawn...... Do you want to wear a battle suit later? I'm afraid you'll be watched."

"Of course, little girls in Britain can't resist the charm of mature men." Tony stroked his beard, "Well, don't, I'll just go."

Zhang Yu: "How about accumulating some virtue? You are enough to be a father. Why do you think little girls will ignore the beautiful white-haired boy and the black-haired boy? Look at you."

Tony: "Who are the pretty boy with white hair and the pretty boy with black hair?"

"No one, the point is to accumulate virtue." Zhang Yu rubbed his neck, "And, thanks to you, I think my sleep quality is very poor."

"I think it's okay." Tony spread his hands under Zhang Yu's sideways glance. "It's better than not sleeping for 72 hours and then being woken up by a nightmare as soon as I fell asleep."

"I'm sorry I forgot that your standards are very low." Indeed, compared to Tony who was even locked up in a cave and slept for several months, Zhang Yu's worst thing was to sleep on the hard seat of the train. He got up and took out his robe and put it on, "Okay, get up, Muggle!"

Tony: "Shut up, Mudblood."

Zhang Yu: "..."

The subsequent situation really verified what Tony said, and also proved that the aesthetics of the wizarding world are not too out of touch with Muggles. At least two-thirds of the girls stared at Tony when he passed by, and the remaining one-third There was a scream, and Tony made a "V" very coquettishly, which attracted the girls to giggle.

"...You seem to have Veela blood, you...little Veela." Zhang Yu felt the corners of his eyes twitch, and said this involuntarily.

Tony, on the other hand, frowned, "Although I don't know what it means...but I feel a little uncomfortable. That's not a good word, right?"

"No, it's true." Zhang Yu looked at him with a smile, "—if this is an HP fan of R18."

Tony: "...I only understand R18, but I think that's enough for me to understand what you mean."

Zhang Yu said expressionlessly, "Genius."

Tony was also expressionless, "I went to MIT."

When passing through a long corridor, Tony didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he felt that Zhang Yu seemed to be staring at the back of the head of a boy in front of him, "Uh..."

"That's right, I was staring at the boy in front of me." Zhang Yu didn't turn his face, and directly cut off Tony's words, "I'm trying to tell if the back of the head is the one I know, and the redhead next to him The head seemed to be able to confirm my suspicion-it was that."

Tony: "Who?"

Zhang Yu: "...a beautiful boy with black hair."

At this time, three boys came across from the "beautiful black-haired boy". The one with platinum-blond hair was particularly conspicuous in the middle. The two walked towards each other. When the distance was reduced to one meter, they still refused to give in to each other.

——Until Harry tilted his head, Malfoy, who was opposite him, directly saw Zhang Yu's face in front of him, his expression changed, and then he turned and walked back.

Harry: "?"

Tony: "Huh, it looks like the one with the white hair in Hogwarts?"

Zhang Yu: "Don't call others random nicknames."

They were close enough to Harry now that Harry turned around and realized that the fly-eating look on Malfoy's face when he turned and walked away probably wasn't because he saw himself—well, part of it, so he told Zhang Yu smiled, "Hi, teaching assistant."

"Morning...good morning, Harry." Zhang Yu touched Harry's head kindly, and found that Harry was looking at Tony curiously, as if waiting for his introduction.

But Zhang Yu just kept walking, without saying a word, and met Harry's eyes with a bright smile on his face.

Harry: "..."

But there are always people who can't help it. Ron couldn't help but asked: "Assistant, is this your guest? He doesn't look like an Englishman."

"I'm right here, and I can hear you." Tony looked at Ron. "Of course, I'm not British, I have thick hair, I'm handsome, I..."

"He's a Muggle." Zhang Yu said with a smile, "Don't pay attention to him."

Tony: "..."

Ron: "Muggle? Oh, Muggle... yes, you look like a Muggle."

"Sorry, but what kind of appearance is a Muggle? Did I have the word Muggle tattooed on my face? That's why you knew I was a Muggle before Zhang Yu said it?" Tony asked again. Showing the facial expression that does not move but the big eyes are full of emotion. It must be said that when the big eyes express emotions with the eyes, they are more shocking.

"Uh... that..." Ron didn't know how to answer, but he was just talking casually.

"...Excuse me, are you a Muggle?" Zhang Yu asked.

Tony: "... yes."

Zhang Yu: "Then what else do you have to say, your appearance is that of a Muggle!"

Tony said to Ron, "I don't blame you, mother always favors the younger son."

Zhang Yu: "..."

Ron: "..."

Harry changed the subject, "Assistant, where's your suit?"

"Sorry, it's my battle suit." Tony copied it into his pocket with one hand, "That's right, mine, I researched and made the suit that your teaching assistant wears, and I also put it in the room Not brought out—but it could come out anytime."

Zhang Yu: "..."

Before Zhang Yu could speak, Tony said, "And the T-shirt on your teaching assistant is also mine—don't look at me like that, you're wearing the wrong clothes yourself and it's not my fault until I said it. "

"...OK," Zhang Yu took a closer look at his T-shirt and found that, damn it, it really wasn't his clothes, but he still cheered up and looked up, "That's right, the battle clothes belong to him, and the clothes belong to him too." , and ten years later his shares will be mine."

"..." Tony: "... I heard it's only part of it!"

Zhang Yu touched his chin, "Yes, I don't know if it exceeds 50.00%."

Ron swallowed, and asked cautiously, "Didn't you sign a prenuptial agreement?"

Zhang Yu: "..."

Tony: "..."

Zhang Yu said calmly, "I'm sorry, did I hear something wrong?"

Tony: "NO, this redhead just said that the prenuptial agreement is great, wonderful, I know why we are the ones who are rumored, and now even a second grader can ask us, didn't you sign a prenuptial agreement? I'm really afraid that someone will ask us if we need surrogacy after a while."

Zhang Yu: "..."

Ron said dryly: "I...I think the atmosphere is a bit scary now..."

Harry: "...I knew I would have left with Malfoy just now."

"Zhang, Mr. Stark, Fox saw you," Dumbledore appeared at the next corner, breaking the atmosphere that made Ron want to escape, "Oh, and Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley."

Both Harry and Ron greeted Dumbledore obediently.

And Tony shook hands with him, and the first sentence was: "Albus, do I look like a Muggle who has an affair with Zhang Yu?"

Dumbledore: "...SORRY?"

Zhang Yu: "..."

Tony shrugged, "It's nothing, just asking." Dumbledore also imitated him and shrugged, "Well, the answer to the question you asked is a yes and a no, which one do you think is yes and which is no? Woolen cloth?"

Tony and Zhang Yu looked at each other, "...I'MMUGGLE."