[Zhongyingmei] What is your father?

After Ashley went back to school to take her final exams, she stopped by to wait for her grades.

"Harry insisted on asking me for an answer yesterday." Hermione sat on the edge of the black lake, tied a hammock between two trees, and sat on it: "Then I haven't seen him since last night. people."

"Draco also got me the right answer, but he firmly believed that he was right. All the differences were because I didn't come to class." Ashley opened a can of Coke and handed it to Hermione: "As he did this time answer, he won’t be in the top ten this year.”

Hermione raised her head and took a big gulp of soda, and said "Ah" comfortably: "My father forbids me to drink more carbonated drinks, because it's bad for my teeth."

"Carbonated drinks and cheeseburgers are the perfect match." Ashley took out another paper bag: "Fresh-keeping spell~ Guarantee the taste is exactly the same as when it was just out of the oven!"

Hermione took the hamburger: "I'll visit you during the summer vacation. Last time I went to New York, I didn't take a good look around."

"Okay, okay!" Ashley nodded again and again: "I want to introduce you to other people, do you remember the Harry and Peter I told you about, even if Peter is a bit dull, Harry is very good! He is the only child of the Osborne Group, he is 4 years older than us, and although he is a little older, he still looks young." She took a big bite of the hamburger and said vaguely, "He's pretty smart, and he's a rich second son. If you have a good academic performance, I will ask him to show you around New York when the time comes!"

"Where do you want to take our Hogwarts light?" A joking voice came: "You are not allowed to introduce Granger to other Muggles behind my back!"

"Don't call me that!" Hermione was the first to explode.

"Brace!" Ashley jumped up and gave Blaise a high five: "Where's Draco? Not with you?"

"After he returned to the dormitory last night, he looked up the test/answers in the book." Blaise shrugged: "Then he fell into a slump."

Hermione handed Blaise a can of drink, Blaise took the drink exaggeratedly, and said: "Oh, this is the first gift from Miss Granger, I must decorate it well and put it on the bedside~"

Hermione rolled her eyes and turned her head, deciding to ignore the famous playboy.

Blaise sat down next to Hermione unceremoniously, and slowly swayed on his toes: "It's a pity that you didn't come to school for this Valentine's Day."

"Shut up Zabini!" Hermione warned.

"What happened?" Ashley said enthusiastically, "Did someone confess to Hermione?"

Hermione almost pulled out her wand and cast a silencing spell on Blaise. Blaise avoided Hermione and said with a smile, "A fifth-year Hufflepuff, in front of everyone, hired 7 dwarves and sent them Dressing up as Cupid and surrounding Granger after Potions class!" He thought of it, bending over with laughter: "'Oh, Granger, your brown hair is like a shiny coat. The owl of yours; the teeth that show when you smile, as if you just ran out of toothpaste; you are like Athena, the goddess of wisdom with sunburn, pure and beautiful! Oh, you are the light of Hogwarts in my heart!' "

Hermione closed her eyes in desperation, and Blaise held his stomach with a smile: "You don't know the expressions of the dwarves when they read this love poem, as if Granger owed them a pile of gold!"

Ashley was dumbfounded: "Is this a love poem?"

"Then Gryffindor was deducted 50 points by Professor Snape who walked out." Hermione covered her face, "The reason is that puppy love affects learning. Merlin, I don't even know who that person is!"

"I've always known that the literary literacy of Hogwarts students is very low." Ashley was amazed: "I just didn't expect it to be so low. Do you really not need to go to school before the age of 11?"

"I only know that aristocratic families will hire tutors." Blaise was already half-lying on the hammock: "We have to learn various etiquettes, recite family rules, genealogy, and family history. If we finish learning these—" He looked up at the sky: "Anyway, when I was ten years old, I helped my mother write a book called "Keep Perfect Anytime, Anywhere—Ms. Zabini Teaches You How to Match Your Dress."

"Gay is gay, report it!" Ashley was very disdainful: "I will help my dad catch girls when I was eight years old!"

Hermione couldn't bear it anymore, she decided to give up the afternoon tea and leave the home court to these two weirdos with the same outlook on life.

With no trouble from Ashley (Ashley protested), and Snape's crazy protection, Slytherin won the House Cup this term.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The moment Dumbledore announced, the entire Slytherin table erupted.

Ashley stirred the corn cup in front of her, and asked Pansy in "I Feel Like I'm in a Swarm of Trolls": "Isn't there a Quidditch Cup this year?"

"Yes, but Harry fell down in the end and didn't catch the Snitch." Pansy said calmly, "Lockhart tampered with his broom, he thought it was Harry who wanted to steal all the limelight, and deliberately exposed him .”

"Lockhart?" It's been a long time since I heard this name, and Ashley still recalled it for a long time: "How did he get in here?"

"You have to know that there are still many female students with big breasts and no brains who believe in their little Gigi." Pan Xi took the mayonnaise: "He has been maintaining a correspondence with a Hufflepuff girl to deceive her sympathy And trust, let her secretly cast a jinx on Harry's broom."

"You don't feel bad?" Ashley teasingly pressed her shoulder to Pansy: "Your Harry fell badly~"

"Why should I feel distressed?" Pansy gave Ashley a sideways look: "He got the House Cup for Slytherin with this fall. I'm not too happy yet."

Cut, boring.Ashley was pounding the corncup and hadn't seen him for a semester, and Pansy's skin had grown so thick that it was useless to joke around.

"You two! Stand up quickly!" Draco pulled Ashley up: "The Academy Cup! We have the Academy Cup!"

"Oh, really? It's so exciting!" Ashley said pretentiously: "Under the leadership of Master Malfoy, who is the 18th grade in the final exam, we have made great achievements, and my grade one is also honored~ "

On the day of the holiday, Ashley relied on her being the oldest, and pestered Snape to take her directly to Apparate back to London.As soon as he hit the ground, though, Snape left himself by the side of the road and strode away.

Ashley didn't mind at all, Hogwarts was terribly slow, and things that could be done in a few seconds had to take a whole day.She hailed a car and hopped to the airport, where her private helicopter was waiting for her ~beautiful beach Malibu~ I'm coming back!

"So, Jarvis, what's going on now..."

Ashley stood on the helicopter, looking down at the pile of ruins by the beach, her eyes staring straight.

"Jarvis!" Ashley shouted again: "Jarvis, are you there!"

In the silence, Ashley flew to the cab and pressed the communication button: "Tony? Tony!"

There was still no response, Ashley's heart sank, and she was about to call Pepper, when there was a sudden bang, the helicopter seemed to be hit by a shell, and it flipped outwards.

Ashley was thrown directly to the other side of the cabin. She grabbed the armrest and stood up, moved to the driver's seat step by step, and quickly pressed a few buttons.

The helicopter quickly changed direction, narrowly avoiding the next bomb.

Ashley held the seat with one hand to maintain balance, and operated the buttons with the other, anxiously wishing to smash the operation panel.

"Hurry up... hurry up!" Another bomb flew over, and Ashley had no time to dodge it, and was knocked backwards.

She climbed back with difficulty, and simply tied herself to the driver's seat with a seat belt, wiped her face, and continued to operate.

Finally, the route was set successfully, and the whole helicopter quickly turned around and flew in the opposite direction.

Ashley leaned back in her chair, gasping for air, only then did she realize that she had been crying. "Nothing!" She cursed secretly, before she had time to think about what happened, she hurriedly called Pepper.

Finally someone answered!Ashley asked again and again like a cannonball: "What's going on! Why did the house blow up? Where's Tony!"

"Oh my God!" Pepper's voice sounded trembling: "Why are you back? Didn't I call Mr. Granger and ask you to stay in London first!"

"That's not the point!" Ashley yelled into the communicator: "What the hell happened!"

"The Malibu villa was attacked, and Tony is fine for the time being." Pepper said anxiously and quickly: "Listen to me Ashley, you're going right now..., I'll go there...you..."

"Hello? Hello!" Ashley yelled, "Where are you going!"

"The communicator is damaged, please repair it."

"The propeller is damaged, please check it."

"The wing is damaged, please repair it."

Several sets of prompts sounded in turn, Ashley smashed the operation panel angrily, and the alarm beeped.

"Shit!" Ashley thumped the seat, had to find a nearby open space, and made an emergency landing.

The place where she landed was desolate and uninhabited. Ashley climbed out of the cabin and checked her plane carefully.

There was a deep pit on the wing, and one end of the propeller blade was blown off. She got into the cabin again and opened the control panel. Several lines inside were burnt out, and there was a smell of burnt smell when she opened it.

cough cough!Ashley held her nose as she dragged a toolbox from under the chair.Don't be afraid of Ashley, Tony taught it!Even though he told himself at noon that there was nothing to fix if something broke, he could just buy a new one, but at least he also learned how to overhaul an airplane for a long time from a genius inventor!

"Here...here..." She took the pliers and was going to connect the wires of the communicator first.

"It's not right here!" Suddenly a voice came from behind her, causing her hands to tremble in fright, and she cut two wires directly.

"Stupid." A big hand pushed her away, grabbed the pliers in her hand, squeezed to the front, and connected the line.

what's the situation?Ashley was dragged to the corner, and a man with brown half-long hair knelt on the ground, carefully repairing the machine.

"Who are you!" Ashley was suffering from persecution paranoia. She grabbed a pair of large scissors and asked vigilantly.

The person who came did not say a word, but only focused on repairing the circuit. Ashley felt her hands were a little sore, and she stood behind the person. Natasha said that this position is the easiest to get.

"I need some copper wires and connectors." The man stretched out a hand, and Ashley hesitated for a long time before replying hesitantly, "Uh, I...I don't have any."

"No?" The man frowned: "Forget it, I'll go back and look for it."

"Just fix the communicator first!" Ashley seemed to see a savior: "You don't need to fly!"

"Then I'll bring the materials I need tomorrow." The visitor nodded and turned to leave.

Ashley grabbed his arm, but only grabbed his clothes. She let go of her hand embarrassingly: "Can you lend me the phone?"

"Phone? What's that?" the man asked puzzled.

Ashley lowered her head and took a deep breath. When she looked up again, she looked like a little angel: "Can I go to your house? It's so cold at night, you can't just leave me here alone~"

"Why not?" The man pulled out his empty sleeves and strode away.

Ashley hurried to catch up: "Take me with you!"

"Why?" The man didn't turn his head.

Ashley trotted all the way behind: "As long as you help me, I can give you a lot of money, and I can also give you the best prosthesis in the world!"

The man slowed down, and Ashley finally followed. He thought carefully for a while, then nodded cautiously: "Okay, I want the best prosthesis in the world."