Fascinated

"Wow, little spider." The black boy holding a case of beer in one hand quickly stepped forward and took out his mobile phone, and took a high-definition frontal photo of Spider-Man at the same speed as if he had been single for 20 years, "Hey! Dude !Smile!"

"Hi, hi! Thank you." The little spider waved his hands in a panic, resisting the urge to take a photo with him, he forcefully sent the 'photographer' away, then turned around and looked at the contract that was staring at him The two of them stammered and asked, "Well...you, are you all right?"

Some parts of the red shirt were scratched, revealing his honey-colored skin. He looked very embarrassed, obviously he had just experienced a big battle.The little spider stomped its feet back and forth restlessly, rubbed its hands together and greeted brilliantly, with a strange voice—as if it was deliberately lowering its voice and as if it had a piece of sugar in its mouth—a bit like Marlon Brando’s version of Godfather Tiao Tiao, of course, is not so charming.

Joshua stared at the black hole where the two eyes were, and smiled complicatedly at the little hero who tried his best to hide his identity.

Draco squinted his eyes and glanced at the person in front of him from head to toe—this kind of sharp scrutiny made the fledgling hero feel nervous.He kept scratching his calf with the back of his foot, as if there were thousands of ants moving around his body.

"I hope that next time, your Excellency will take more time to think about others when delivering justice." Draco bit his words deliberately, and said aggressively, "Don't just focus on criminals——the title of hero is not to exchange the lives of innocent people. here."

"Um... I'm so sorry."

If what happened tonight hadn't been for their good luck, people would have died—the little spider, who knew this well, scratched his head, nervously not knowing how to place his hands, "I'm sorry, um, I won't do this again next time , um no, I mean..."Damn it!The boy under the mask cursed himself secretly in his heart.

He raised his head, glanced at Draco, who was neatly dressed and had a gloomy face, and Joshua, who was standing behind smiling and looking at him without any anger—Mr. Stark!Joshua is so nice.He didn't come up excitedly to take pictures, didn't scold him for vandalizing public property, and didn't point his nose and ask him why he showed up so late or cursed him for putting him in danger...

The little spider who was soothed by Joshua's smile slightly let go of his hands hanging by his sides, noticed the bag in Joshua's hand, thought he was clever and changed the subject in a flash, "Hey! Come out Going shopping?" The moment the words came out of my mouth, the boy who realized that he had picked up a topic almost bit his tongue——SHIT!Is it talking too much?Will it be recognized?

It took a long time for the little spider to recover from his throat. His sweaty head covered his collarbone with one hand, his eyes under the black lenses were wide open, and he looked at Joshua nervously.

Joshua showed an expression that he couldn't bear to look directly at, and felt a little distressed at the scene where the little spider had no steps to go down, so he gave a perfunctory "hmm".

"Hey, Spider-Man." The boss who turned off the power in the convenience store and was about to take a rest immediately looked at the little spider who was still chatting at the door in surprise, and then pointed to the little spider who had got down from the wall with the help of his accomplices and was about to escape. Man, "Your criminal is going to run."

"What!" The little spider turned around, flicked his wrist reflexively and shot out the spider silk—"Hi! You haven't paid for the damage yet! Well... sorry, see you next time."

Before he had time to say a word, the young hero was more than ten meters above the ground in an instant and chased after the remaining criminals.

Joshua watched the words 'ID: Peter Parker Title: Spider-Man faction: Superhero' in the sky fade away, and looked sympathetically at the new classmate who was performing Thomas' spin in the air.

It's so pitiful, I didn't know that it would have been lost as soon as it appeared.

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Joshua's seemingly useless ability is the same as his magic, and it was awakened at the age of 11-Merlin bless, that age happened to be the school age of the little wizard, he should be glad that he didn't have Bidra The department is one year behind, otherwise life will be even more difficult.But despite this, Joshua, who only showed sporadic talent at the age of 11, is still a very special existence in an environment where most pure-blood wizards in the magic world awaken their magical powers from birth.

Before he was seven, he'd gotten into fights over it with Draco, who was cocky and cocky and liked to lean up to him to show off his new spells.After the age of seven, thanks to Mr. Malfoy's education of the little bastard, this bastard who started to think of himself as a gentleman will no longer stab Joshua in the heart, and he has no reason to be with Draco again. He seemed to be rolling on the grass—even though his reasons for raising fights in front of his mother were always "he robbed me of toys", the kind Diana never doubted him.

He has a strong personality and never likes to cry, let alone ask his mother who is worried about him why he doesn't have the slightest magic power.

In order to understand this problem, he searched almost all the books in the Peverry family and the Malfoy family—thanks to the contribution of Draco, who was often beaten, otherwise his friendship with Draco would have been in the early childhood. The period is over and oh no, they don't have much friendship now either.

Perhaps it was because he was beaten too much when he was a child that Draco found a new way to learn all kinds of spells more attentively.By the time he was in the second grade, the former 'salted fish' could already cast a random spell to overwhelm Joshua like a bastard on the ground-this metaphor is as nonsense as drinking too much wine or something. Once he and Draco had other disputes, and the fight scene was seen by Ron-the guy who could eat eight chicken legs and then compared the big scene he saw to Hermione and Harry vividly ——'Poor Joshua is like a tortoise who has been stepped on the ground, unable to turn over. '

HO, what a vivid image.

Then he got into another fight with Ron.

Facts have proved that even if it is a tortoise, he is also the biggest and most powerful one in the sea.

However, it cannot be said that this ability is completely useless.At least with this, he helped the Potter Gold Trio break many of Voldemort's plots.The savior who grew up in a host family since he was a child - the prefect of Gryffindor, looks fair and easy to bully, but actually looks like a bean paste bun -

All cuts are black.

Sure enough, I should go to Slytherin.

Who knows if the Sorting Hat, who hasn't bathed for more than 800 years and still likes to sing, drank fake wine and directed blindly.

……

"arrive."

Joshua's thoughts were interrupted, he turned his face in a daze, and tilted his head in doubt, "Huh?"

Draco unbuttoned his seat belt, and the expensive sports car attracted the attention of many people - he looked away from the car window, and his eyes were not lingeringly different from the girls in the wizarding world, but better at showing off his hot body The girls recovered.Glancing sideways at the dazed Joshua, he took his schoolbag from him—"Mr. Joshua, let me remind you, you're going to be late."

"Ah? Oh!" The wandering soul returned to its place in an instant.Joshua immediately unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car in a hurry, and trot to catch up with the long-legged Draco—this tall, handsome man with long legs attracted the attention of most girls, he was half shorter than him The tall Joshua walked behind him reluctantly.

It felt like the daily scenes of Hogwarts were reappearing in a different location - Joshua glanced at the girls who were laughing and playing not far away, and then glanced at Draco who was watched by them.

Fortunately, the group of cut blacks would not follow the person in front of them to experience life, otherwise it would be a nightmare... No, Draco was his nightmare.

Or the serial car accident version of the nightmare.

As long as Draco was around, Joshua, who had been reduced to a background board, stared at the back of the tall figure's head and made a grimace—damn it, why didn't he find that this guy's head was pretty good before?He reached out and touched his head, and rolled his eyes skyward.Sure enough, he inherited the worst parts of his parents, right?Is it right?Why don't genetics follow the Basic Law?

"Joshua, sometimes I really doubt you..." Draco stopped - Joshua bumped into his back unprepared, and he touched his nose painfully - Damn it, is this guy wearing a layer of armor?Joshua shot Draco an annoyed look.The latter looked at the brick-red three-story building and the unremarkable plant arrangement around it-there were blonde girls practicing on the lawn not far away.

Draco glanced back at Joshua, whose white eyes were more white than his pupils, his eyes were stained with the usual sarcasm, and he said mercilessly, "It's not attractive, and it's not a beautiful environment or a top-ranked one. Ten schools, I really don’t know why you chose this place.”

"Perhaps it's because their admissions advertisements are so well done?" Draco just finished jokingly saying this, when he was forced to stuff a club flyer in his hand, with fancy explosive fonts printed on it—'I want to be a school Nova!The drama club looks forward to your joining!Let us be the brightest star in the school! '

"It seems, also..." Draco pulled the corner of his mouth in disdain, but was interrupted mercilessly by Joshua when he was about to speak.

"Yes, yes, yes," Joshua glared at him, dodged the flyer in Draco's hand and stuffed it into his schoolbag, "Other schools want to advertise aggressively in order to recruit students, and they may You were ridiculed by the noble young masters because of the straightforward advertisements and the rough design of the leaflets. It’s not like Slytherin, you don’t have to do anything, just put Master Malfoy at the door, and your dormitory building will have to move in by lottery that afternoon.”

Draco squinted at him, and curled his lips, "Then you must be doing Goyle a favor." He retorted, "You can share a dormitory with me as soon as you enter the school," he added after a pause, "Three years."

"I must have forgotten to buy all the desserts in the wizarding world to bribe Goyle to share a dorm with you!"

Bringing up the dark past of the first year, Joshua was going to have a heart attack - he didn't understand what the operation of "Gryffindor's dormitory can't live in, and needs to borrow dormitories from other colleges" is such a coquettish operation.He only knew that in almost an instant, the vacant beds in the other two academies were robbed—simply faster than the hands of the girls on Double Eleven, and when he realized that there was only one choice left—to gather There is also a bed in the Slytherin cellar of 'noble' blood for all wizards.

In what age, there is still the idea of ​​determining life by blood.What's even more frightening is that this kind of thinking actually appeared in the school openly.

At that time, Joshua was almost fainted by the seclusion and arrogance of the wizarding world—he could even see that if the wizarding world didn’t make any changes, sooner or later he would suffer.

In short, before all the changes have started, Joshua has no right to refuse, and he believes that he has lived with Draco for eight lifetimes. Draco, and sometimes Draco in dreams, was scarier than the virus.He tried to change with those Slytherin freshmen, but those freshmen who must have been warned by Draco pointing their noses held their chests in horror and vowed not to change.

On the contrary, it was a lady, when she stared at him, her eyes flashed with the light of eating meat and the self-pity that she hated herself for not being a boy...

Why didn't you get entangled by that group of scary vixens?

Joshua glared at him.

"Then they probably have to expel you first before you can come into my sight." The smile on Draco's handsome face became a little more hypocritical, and he said slowly, "Boy, make sure your thoughts are pure and pay attention Words. I don't want to come out for a year and bring back one for Aunt Diana..." He looked around, pointed to a young man who was not far away, "like Joshua."

"Stop reading my thoughts!" Joshua quickly glanced at the young man leaning against the corner of the wall puffing smoke with a cigarette between his fingertips—the green-haired young man pointed at his Dracoby with a middle finger In the next second, the poor unlucky guy fell hard on the spot.

Joshua, who didn't know what happened behind him, folded his arms and looked at Draco fiercely, emphasizing each word, "Personal privacy! OK!"

"You can also run amok in my mind and control my thoughts at will." Draco raised his eyebrows indifferently, showing an expression that Joshua thought was very embarrassing, "If you can."

Ah!

Then there will be such a person!

Joshua was literally going to heaven on the spot.

If one day I can control your thoughts, I will definitely mess you up to the point of insanity!

Ah, so angry!