[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

"How did this happen?" Harry murmured, "I was only away for a few months..."

Some enthusiastic citizens posted the video on the Internet last night. No matter how unwilling Harry was to believe it, after seeing the face of the Green Goblin in the video, he recognized Norman at a glance. His face turned pale as if struck by lightning.

He fell on the chair, covered his head with his hands, and was in great pain.Petra put her hand on his shoulder with some concern, and patted him comfortingly.

"Now, you are the only one who can save your father and Osborne, Harry." She said slowly with a serious expression on her face, "The Green Goblin is already a monster, but if anyone can awaken his original sense and Personality, that can only be..."

"What can I do?" Harry put his hand down, shook his head with a wry smile, and said dryly, "He never listens to me. He doesn't understand me, and I don't understand him—I don't even know what's going on in his mind." !"

"That's normal," Gwen said.

Harry froze, looking up.

"My father is also a very stubborn person. He always wants me to do things according to his ideas. He thinks that is for my own good, but I don't think so." Gwen shrugged, "For example, I applied for Osborne's He was very opposed to the internship. He hoped that I could focus on my studies and take the postgraduate entrance examination, and not rush out to work. But...don’t care.”

"Who is your father?" Harry asked.

"The Chief of Police."

Harry: "..."

Petra: "..." Why do I feel that all the friends I know are so amazing.

Harry is a little bit broken, are the two comparable?He groaned in pain: "My dad was arrested! Your dad can at most arrest you... that's all."

Petra: "Isn't that 'just'?"

"Indeed." Gwen thought thoughtfully, "He's been trying to catch Spider-Man lately."

"Ah?" Petra was shocked, "Why is this?"

"He doesn't like vigilantes." Gwen sighed, "especially superpowers who are masked and don't reveal their identities. He thinks this is an unstable factor in the city."

Petra shuddered, scared.

It seems that Batman is really confused, even masked vigilantes are so unpopular...

She was a little sad.

After completing the school formalities for Harry, it was almost noon, and he was still lacking in energy. Petra suggested to find a place to eat first.

From their previous experience, junk food made people happy, and she hoped Harry hadn't changed that habit during his months in London.

It was obviously lunch time, but most of the shops were closed, and there were few pedestrians on the road, walking in a hurry.Petra felt something was wrong, so she heard Harry say: "The economy has been in a downturn recently, and strange things always happen. The London Bridge suddenly collapsed a few days ago, and dozens of people died..."

This seems to have been heard.Petra thought, and asked, "Didn't the London Bridge collapse every year?"

"It used to be the collapse of the London Bridge at most, but it's different now." Harry shook his head, "I don't know what happened this year, accidents happened all over the country, various natural disasters and man-made disasters... There are many people who claim to be haunted. Prime Minister They all personally went on the show and told everyone to go out less and pay attention to safety."

Petra pondered: "A natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it should be a good thing done by the black wizard."

"Wizard? That's not from the movie—"

"It's true. They're real," Gwen said.

Harry was still dubious, and sighed: "Since there are so many people with superpowers, why is no one able to save my father?"

They finally found a hamburger restaurant that was open. Harry had no appetite and was persuaded to eat a few French fries.

"Petty, how can I meet my dad?" He was so worried that even his favorite cod castle became tasteless. "Is there any way you can find those people from S.H.I.E.L.D.? At least let me visit him?"

Petra just wanted to say "I'll try", but before she could say it, Gwen took a step ahead: "I know someone has a way."

"Who?"

"Spider-Man."

Petra looked at Gwen in astonishment, and the latter smiled at her. Although she was confused, she still kept her doubts in her heart and asked later.

"Spider-Man?" Harry muttered, looking sleepy, "Isn't he the one who sent my dad to prison?"

"To be reasonable, it was your father who wanted to arrest her...he first." Petra pointed out solemnly.

"Then he'll be even less willing to help me," Harry said pessimistically.

Gwen shook her head: "If you don't get to know him, how will you know what kind of person he is?"

Harry opened his mouth, but no words came out.

After being taught a lesson by the same sex who was only two or three years older than himself, and in front of Petra, Harry felt a little unhappy, but he had to admit that Gwen had a point.In such an obvious contrast, if he insisted on playing his temper, it would only appear that he was very immature, which would be even more embarrassing.

Facing Petra's concerned gaze, Harry forced himself to smile and said, "I'll try. Anyway, thank you for coming here for me, Petty."

Petra didn't answer right away, she held his hand with her hand: "It will be fine."

Harry seemed to really cheer up a lot. He ate the cod castle in one go, took a sip of his drink, and said with some nostalgia: "The British are really not good at cooking. I still like fried chicken and burgers in New York."

"Is British food so bad?" Petra vaguely remembered hearing several people complain.

"Well, it's not that they're not good at cooking, it's that they're not good at taste." Harry said critically, "There's a bunch of people in school who are very self-righteous, they're so arrogant, they look at people with their nostrils all day long, and they think eating hamburgers is cheap. —Here, look, it's like that."

Petra and Gwen followed his gestures.

A father and son pass by the window of a burger joint.Looking at the attire, it looks like a person in a painting from the seventeenth century. The robe looks expensive, but it is very weird.In my impression, there is no such style as the retro trend of that year, but their calm appearance is like a royal noble who is out on a parade.

The man walking in front looked haughty and indifferent, holding a luxurious cane, while listening to his son complaining, he finally couldn't take it anymore and stopped at the intersection.

His light-colored eyes reflected the flashing red light, and he glanced at the boy: "Okay. Tell me every day, Porter is long and Porter is short. She is not at school anymore, and you still stare at her, are you Didn't you want to tell me that you are secretly in love with her?"

The boy stopped short, his eyes widened, and his pale face flushed slightly: "I...I didn't! I'm not!"

"If you can't even handle a girl, don't come to me." The father said coldly, "I don't have such an incompetent son like you."

The boy blushed even more with anger, but bowed his head under his father's majesty, and followed him dejectedly towards the middle of the road.

They came and went in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye their figures disappeared among the crowd, as if they had passed through the air directly.Petra blinked her eyes, feeling a little unbelievable, when Harry said, "See, they're just like that, very stupid."

Gwen nodded sympathetically.

"Only elementary school students would use this method to chase someone." He took a spoonful of the sundae and sighed, "It really makes people feel sorry for the girl he has his eyes on."

"Why do you focus on this?" Petra opened her eyes wide, puzzled, "Shouldn't you think that people who chase daddy all day are childish? They look like they haven't grown up..."

Harry: "..."

Heartbroken.

Taking advantage of Harry's fugue, the two quickly brought him back to the sanctuary in London, and returned directly to New York through the portal.

Harry set foot on his homeland for a long time, and he still hasn’t come back to his senses. Looking left and right, it is indeed the city he is familiar with: “What happened just now? When did we take the plane? ——How many days now? Clicked?"

"It's almost seven o'clock." It was Strange who answered him. He opened his sleeves to reveal the fragmented dial. He glanced casually and said, "Is it really time to come back, have breakfast?"

The three who had just finished eating junk food shook their heads together.

"Very good." Strange said dryly, "Goodbye."

With a snap, the door of the sanctuary closed in front of them.

Harry was still at a loss: "How did we get back?"

"Didn't you say that you have never seen a wizard? He is a mage... Well, the magic system is slightly different, but it is similar to us."

"Meaning, we just crossed the entire Atlantic Ocean?" Harry was startled, and when Petra pushed him forward, he couldn't help turning his head back again and again. "Then we-"

"You go home first." Gwen said calmly, "What happened last night was too big. Although the police suppressed the news, it spread quickly. The board of directors must have received the news. It would be dangerous if Osborne didn't have someone who could hold him down."

When Harry heard this, his expression became serious, and he clicked his tongue softly: "Those annoying old men are never available when they are really needed. They only care about money."

Petra looked at him worriedly, knowing that she couldn't help in this matter: "Can you be alone...?"

Harry shrugged, pretending to be relaxed: "Don't worry, my dad has said a lot about the family before, and I know it."

Apart from Norman, there was only the housekeeper's number in his cell phone address book.He sent a message to the housekeeper, asking him to send a car to pick him up.Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, at least, finally came back.

Needless to say, the financial resources of the Osborne family, within a moment, the extended Rolls-Royce stopped by the side of the road. Harry just opened the door, stopped again, and looked back at Petra.

"When I go back, use the old number to contact me, okay?"

"Of course, I'll find you after I finish the exam."

Harry was relieved and got into the car.

Petra waved at him and watched Les Les go away.

"I'll take you back too." Gwen reminded her, "You haven't rested all night, you should go back and get a good sleep."

He didn't say anything, Petra almost forgot, rubbed her eyes, felt sore eye sockets belatedly, and nodded: "Then we--"

Before he could finish speaking, a sports car came galloping, and stopped at the intersection with a flick and brakes.The window in the back seat lowered, revealing Tony Stark's menacing face.

"Petra Parker! Where have you been? I haven't been able to contact you for five hours! - The dial has been out of service!"

"...Only five hours!?"