[Zhongyingmei] My backstage is so big!

The word motivation, generally speaking, is the idea of ​​urging people to engage in certain activities, and refers to the special psychological state and willingness to satisfy various needs.It is the basis of most human behavior, and it can be said that there is no action without motivation.

"But according to this explanation, it should be that I want it to float, so it should float." Antarina frowned, "My motivation is to let it float, so my ability is my Part of it, there should be a chain reaction."

"Usually that's the right explanation." Hank nodded.

"I think your situation is very special." Charles' expression was also very serious, "Your ability only responds to external requirements, which means you can't use your ability according to your own wishes. But this is unreasonable Yeah, it's like there's some sort of powerful force separating you from your abilities to ensure that..." He stopped abruptly.

Antarina looked at him fixedly, and then said: "Don't let me do bad things."

"Yes." Charles clasped his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair slightly, "I won't let you do bad things."

Hank said with a dazed face next to him: "I think this conclusion sounds like you are restricted by the laws of the world." As he spoke, he kept his mouth slightly open for a few seconds, and then slowly opened his mouth wide and twitched With a breath of air, "Anna, you..."

"Even if I say I'm not sure, my convincing power is probably zero." Antalina pursed her lower lip, "Not to mention that I didn't want to say that, because there seems to be no other explanation other than this explanation is reasonable, right? ?”

Both Charles and Hank looked at her.

"My first adopter said, rule out all the impossible, and the rest is the final answer." Antalina looked at them, "Or do you have a better reason to explain why I was restricted?"

Charles and Hank were questioned, so they fell silent.

But Antarina only struggled for a while before putting it down: "That's fine." She said, "Although I don't know if my abilities will be used by bad guys, but to be honest, I know another undead person and heard about him. After my experience, it is really hard for me to imagine what I will be like in a hundred years. So think better, at least now I want to do good things, and you are also good people.”

Albus Dumbledore's funeral was arranged on the hillside behind his house.

The weather that day was very dark and low, the sky was overcast, and the down-pressing thick clouds gave people the illusion that they could be touched by reaching out.The cold wind rushed to the faces of everyone with solemn and sad expressions, leaving a burst of dampness on their pale faces.

Antarina put on the black cloak that James brought, and covered the black skirt inside tightly.

She stood in the front row of all those who came to pay their respects. Sirius and Remus were in charge of Dumbledore's funeral. Children old enough to have their own wands, other wizards raised their wands one after another.

The golden light from the tip of their wands lit up from shallow to full, and then suddenly, the golden light from the tip of Harry Potter's wand rushed out and injected into the low cloud, and then more and more golden light pierced in.

The dark clouds began to dissipate, and the same golden sunlight came in, which happened to fall on Dumbledore's coffin.

The golden light covered the coffin, and overflowed from the edge of the coffin, drawing a dazzling golden curtain in the air.The curtain rose slowly until it touched the edge of the coffin's lowermost floor before stopping its upward trend.The picture was still for a while, and then they slowly pressed down together until they fit into the hole dug out of the ground and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Newt, as a spokesman, read Dumbledore's last words when he left.

And Antarina noticed that while he was reading, James, Teddy, Sirius, Remus, Harry, and Hermione walked around the outer circle of them waving the wand with the blue light on the top.Everyone around them looked at Newt intently, and no one seemed to notice what was wrong with them.

"You will keep in touch with us, right?" Newt and Tina seem to have aged a lot. Tina could walk on her own before, but now she is pushed to Anta in a wheelchair like Newt. Lina.

Antalina smiled: "I will, you have my promise."

"Sometimes I wish I could go back in time." Newt suddenly said in a hoarse voice, while Tina leaned over and gently held Antalina's hand.She looked so sad: "I wish I could share it with you."

Antarina believed they must have talked about her in private this week.

"Tina." She bent down and gently hugged Tina who looked a little excited, "It's nothing, you have already given me your best gift." Antalina's mind suddenly played back what Peter said before. Those words, "Your eternity."

She said with a sore nose, and then buried her head into Tina's neck.

"Are you okay?" James stood up when Antalina was standing in front of Dumbledore's tombstone with her chest crossed, wanting to take another look at her old friend.He looked at her sideways, wearing a black shiny cloak that touched the ground over his suit and leather shoes, his messy hair was also meticulously arranged, and his whole person showed a different handsomeness than before.

Antalina didn't look at him, but raised her lips slightly: "It's okay now, I'm happy for him."

James withdrew his gaze and looked at Dumbledore's tombstone together—

I am on a great adventure.

"Teddy and I will take you back later." In the silence that passed for an unknown amount of time, James took the initiative to break the silence, "Sirius and Remus both have follow-up matters to deal with, we leave through the side door. "

"What were you guys doing just now?" Antarina asked suddenly.

"Forget it all." James said very honestly, "Professor Dumbledore told us about your situation before he died, and we all felt that it would be better not to let too many people know about your existence. And those little ones, wait for them to grow up." I probably won't remember you when I grow up."

Antalina didn't know whether she should be happy or not. In fact, she should thank them for their thoughtfulness. But is this kind of ending that no one remembers her really what she wants?

She never knew that she was such a greedy person.

"Thank you." In the end, that was all Antalina could say.

James could see that her emotions were not too high. Combined with what happened last time, he could also feel Antalina's confusion and complicated emotions this time.It's just that he couldn't say anything from his standpoint, and he wasn't the one to comfort.

It's night, Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters.

Summer nights are very lively, especially in places where the trees are particularly lush, and the little bugs flying in the air can always easily break the silence that should be in the dark night.Of course, the little bugs here also include a guy in a red tights who is creeping on the outer wall of the school at this moment, sticking to the wall in an absolutely impossible posture.

Apparently this guy in tights didn't intend to abide by the "not allowed to approach the school for gifted teenagers alone" that was ordered a few days ago, otherwise why would he appear here?

However, before he could jump over an open window, a sudden sense of weightlessness rushed towards him.

"What?" Peter panicked for a second, when he heard a voice in his mind: "Don't panic, I'm Charles Xavier, maybe another Professor X's name will make you more familiar."

Peter, who was still trying to struggle, calmed down instantly: "Actually, I am quite familiar with both names."

In the past few days, he and Karen [1] have thoroughly researched this Professor X, and by the way, picked up some small stories between the Avengers and the X-Men, until the complexity of the two sides.

I understand better why Mr. Stark said last time that "it is not convenient for him to be seen in the mutant's territory".

But, strictly speaking, he is just a reserve member of the Avengers!And in essence, the camps of both sides are quite harmonious, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to come quietly at night, right?

Charles' voice was no longer in his head until they were face to face.

"Peter Parker." Charles still looked like his suit and leather shoes during the day, "I have known you for a long time."

"Me too." Peter realized something was wrong after finishing speaking, "Oh no, I mean, I have known you for a long time. Professor X, Charles Xavier, you know, it is your deeds, I have heard a lot of."

Charles smiled slightly: "You are welcome." Then he said, "I know you are looking for Anna."

Peter was relieved after only being embarrassed for a second, and he nodded: "Yes, I know she went to a friend's meeting today..." He licked his lips, but did not say the last word.

"Then you should know she's tired now, kid," Charles reminded.

"I know," Peter said immediately, leaning back in his chair, pinching his hood, "I came here because I knew, I just wanted to see her, just through the window." .”

"But you know that when you see her, you won't want to leave." Charles said, looking at Peter. "Love is the most unpredictable and mysterious of all human emotions. It's beyond a person's control. You may be Spider-Man, but you're a person first."

"...So what do you want to say to me?" Peter asked back after being silent for a while.

Charles probably didn't expect to get such a reaction, he looked at him fixedly, and said after a while, "It's nothing."

"No, there is absolutely nothing." Peter looked at the half-centenarian, "Do you want to warn me not to get too close to Anna? Or do you want to tell me that what I just said is completely empty words-of course it is empty words, you can read I, of course, know that I won't just be satisfied with seeing her and leave. But I can't tell you so directly, it seems like I'm a pervert, but I just want to accompany her, even if she doesn't need me. "He When he said the last sentence, his eyes dropped for a moment, but he looked up again soon.

Charles was silent for a long time, then he suddenly raised his eyes and looked behind Peter: "Anna."

Peter turned his head away suddenly.

The girl had loose hair and was wearing a knee-length nightgown with a small coat on top of the nightgown.Leaning against the door, she tilted her head slightly and looked at them: "Charles, can you lend me Peter?"

Peter's behavior answered the question for Charles first, and he stood up immediately.

Charles and Antalina looked at each other for a while, and finally chose to compromise: "I see."

Antarina walked in with a slight smile, and made a move that made the two men at the scene unable to react for a while.She bent down and kissed Charles lightly on the top of his head: "I love you."

Charles showed a helpless smile: "You can always get my forgiveness easily."

"Because I know you never blamed me." Antalina straightened up and patted the top of his head playfully twice.

Peter looked at the picture in front of him, and it was undeniable that he was envious and jealous.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write that sentence, "touched his bald head playfully twice", but I laughed first after the beating, so I changed it decisively.

Look at how kind I am to you, I don't let you play like this!

ps: I will be very busy in the next week (moving + graduation season, you know) the update frequency will be adjusted to every other day (just next week and this week), but the update time must be fixed at 8 pm... and then everyone Remember how much I want to make up for, and start making up when I'm done.