Fascinated

"What a surprise, what happened?"

The handsome young man stood by the bar and looked around, his eyes flashed, and he walked over with a smile, tapped the table with his fingertips, looked at Joshua who was lying on the top and sighed, and asked, "Did Malfoy follow?" You?" He thanked the waiter, couldn't hold back his 'glossy' hairstyle, sat down exaggeratedly covering his chest, and joked with a smile, "Merlin, are you planning to stay in the United States?" Hold a press conference to reveal your relationship with Malfoy? Hermione will be so angry that he will hang Malfoy up and beat him."

"I'm not yet of age." Joshua said slowly, rolling his eyelids, "I'll push you out before Hermione does." He winked his eyes, "Osborn, huh."

"Hey!" Harry folded his arms and shouted pretending to be angry, "Are we still comrades in arms?"

"Oh, of course." Joshua waved his arms, and then he couldn't help but chuckled when he thought that they looked like they were in a relationship and were sneaky, like a kid who was afraid of being known by their parents, "You are still so afraid of her, Harry .”

The savior rubbed his forehead, "Respect, that's respect." He glanced at Joshua, who was winking, "Don't say you're not 'afraid' of her, otherwise..." Harry thought of something, smirked He said, "Should I video her now? You ran to New York without telling everyone. Hermione was worried for a long time. Let me see, at this time, she should be resting."

"Where's Osborne?"

Joshua straightened his back in an instant, cleared his throat, and changed the subject from left to right, "Did he take you around?"

"Follow his father to hold a shareholders' meeting." Harry raised his eyebrows, looked at Joshua's guilt-ridden smile and shook his head, then sighed and put away his smile, and said, "That gentleman probably insists on I can't stop." A trace of worry flashed across his face, but he didn't show any sadness, "Even if he goes to the professor now, he may not be able to survive."

When Joshua thought of the old gentleman he met when he first arrived in New York, he nodded regretfully, "You should spend more time with him. After all..." Thinking of the private teacher, nanny, and driver who had been by Osborn's side for ten years. The young master who has never experienced group life seems to have only Harry as a friend who is higher than friendship but has no relationship with him personally—Joshua suppressed the sympathy in his heart, "If you need help, you know .” He pointed to himself.

"Of course." Harry raised the corners of his lips, and asked again, "What happened to you? I saw you were not very interested." He raised his eyebrows, "Is it related to Malfoy?"

"No, I made a little trouble this time." Joshua leaned on his cheek and sighed, "A few hours ago, I used a cleansing spell, and the range of the spell was beyond imagination." He touched the ring, He said wearily, "Uncle Graves called him away five times in a row, and I don't know if it was because of this. I think they might think that Draco did this." Joshua looked Glancing at the time, Draco felt a little absent-minded at the thought of facing this alone, "He told me not to show up for now."

"You have to listen to him." Harry said without hesitation, "The group of people in Congress..." The British savior showed a disgusted expression, and the disgusted eyes accidentally passed the ring on Joshua's hand, With a sudden jerk, he immediately scolded Malfoy for being shameless, then frowned and asked worriedly, "Your magic power is still..."

"Upgrade, or increase." Joshua looked at his friend's affirmative nod, curled his lips and said, "Harry, I doubt it is permanent and has no upper limit." He thought of the strange feeling when he used magic before , the wrinkled facial features can kill flies, "You know, the cleaning spell I used when I was seven years old was just to clean the classroom, and when I was 15 years old, it turned Potter's old house into..."

"Malfoy Manor," Harry said, rubbing his forehead.

For the first time, he saw the appearance of the dirty, dilapidated and haunted house after being cleaned up by Joshua—it was completely comparable to the exquisite and luxurious Malfoy Manor!It was also that time that the savior, who had been dependent on others since he was a child, really realized that he was a super rich second generation.At that time, he used a lot of perseverance to restrain himself from taking those precious calligraphy and paintings to auction.

"Has the professor checked your situation?" Harry put away the changeable expression on his face, worried about his friend's situation, "I think the principal may also be able to help."

Joshua shook his head, glanced at the vibrating phone, "Uncle Malfoy is currently active in the House of Lords." He replied a message, raised his hand to straighten his hair, patted his cheek and cheered up and said, "I guess , the wizarding world is not at peace recently."

Harry leaned back, frowned slightly, and nodded wearily, "That's right. Some families that were neutral in the war always wanted to trouble those who benefited, and Malfoy acted as a Among them, due to various reasons, they always hit a wall. With Hermione's character, when she was still studying, she saw those guys jumping up and down and wanted to give them an Avada very much, and now she counts every day. When can I start to reorganize the wizarding class?" Thinking of his ambitious and capable friend, Harry rubbed his forehead and said with a headache, "Ron will only applaud from behind and act as a thug when necessary. Just a...fool."

Joshua shrugged unsurprisingly, "That idiot Ron." He scratched his face, and continued, "Aunt Narcissa wrote a letter a few days ago, and there are many people hiding near the professor's house." He smiled, Raising an eyebrow—Harry looked at him slightly surprised—"So Draco thinks he has to pin his hopes on America. I trust him."

"Are they trustworthy?" Harry frowned. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a kid dressed as Captain America walking past in the middle of the hall, turned his eyes to face Joshua, who trusted Draco unconditionally, and said heavily, " In the words of the East, it is not my race..."

"They are all primates with two legs and two arms. Be careful that they accuse you of racial discrimination. If you have a lawsuit in New York, your fans will flood this place." Joshua stopped Harry , and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the moral benchmark of the whole of America is there, it's not as scary as you think." As soon as the light came on, he couldn't help showing a bright smile. He half turned around and waved his hand outside, and said casually, "I really can't find another one that is more suitable than them. I dare not go to American Magic Congress."

"A silence is enough for them, and I don't recommend you go to them." Harry thought of the chaotic US Ministry of Magic, and had to agree with Joshua's thoughts. He rubbed the tip of his nose and nodded in compromise. Looking at Joshua's picture of a young boy with a spring in his arms, his head hurts again.He didn't need to look back to know what Joshua's appearance was for.Thinking of his good friend's raised eyebrows just like his deadly enemy, he said firmly, "You'd better not cause trouble."

Joshua was just about to refute Harry's tone of treating himself as a troublemaker, when he took out a letter from the bag on one side with a toothache on his face and put it on the table——

"what?"

Joshua looked up at the friend who signaled him to take it, hesitantly picked up the sealed letter, flipped it back and forth, and looked at Harry with puzzled eyes.And the latter spread his hands with an expression of ignorance, "It was sent from the office of St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital. Because it left the address of the school, those guys who stayed at the school to teach asked me to pass it to you."

"Okay." Joshua frowned slightly, stuffed the letter into his inner pocket and decided to read it later, when Draco had just stood beside him—"What is that?" He squinted his eyes Looking at the tall and handsome sweetheart, he glanced at his old enemy after a moment of thought and threatened, and said in a mocking tone, "Potter, are you sending love letters to people again? Please, a savior, can you stop for a day?" Like Venus at night?"

The troll, the slug, the Venus, the scarhead...Harry, who has so many friends, rolled his eyes, raised his hand and tapped on the table with his fingers, twitched the corner of his mouth, and stared at Draco with a perfectly polite expression. Smiling, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Slytherin's hard-to-serve Prince Viper, please explain when I did the job of sending love letters to people?" Before the other party could answer, Harry sneered, "Indeed You, can you please turn off the BGM next to you? From the moment you appeared and saw Joshua, it seemed that there were love songs with toothaches playing three-dimensionally around this table—maybe, I should thank you for not playing adult music songs to pollute my pure heart?"

Harry rubbed his ears pretendingly, and made an exaggerated expression, "Leave my ears, eyes, and this clean little heart alone."

"Tch." Draco pouted the corners of his mouth, half-downcast his eyes arrogantly, "I haven't seen you in a few months, did you go to the 'mouth class' on purpose?" Gryffindor's 'nemesis' dragged sarcastically Playing a long tune, "Playing love songs is such a nuisance," Draco paused, and glanced at Joshua who was sitting on the side, "Only you can do the behavior of ordinary people. You are the one who sings at the school celebration, and you are tone deaf." Not me. And—”

Slytherin looked at the snake whisperer who was almost coming to Slytherin to create brilliance, and frowned indescribably, "Simple? Clean? Scarhead, your brain is overdosed with ecstasy soup by that Osborn , Has it become mentally handicapped?"

Harry looked at him calmly, "I'm a Gryffindor."

That's right, all the students agreed that the Sorting Hat drank fake alcohol and assigned Gryffindor to the wrong school—Joshua looked at Draco who was speechless by Harry's shamelessness, and then looked at the righteous Ha Li, Fu Er, hurriedly said before they actually started dissing each other, "Draco, didn't you come to pick me up?"

His disgusted eyes fell on his sweetheart, revealing tenderness and nostalgia for an instant. Draco lowered his eyes and glanced at the time, raised his hand to straighten the collar that was crushed by Joshua, "Yes, we should go." He lazily Glancing at Harry complacently, he sneered, "If you stay any longer, I'm really afraid that you'll be infected by this Gryffindor in front of you, and step on your partner's feet to swell at the ball."

"Hey!" Harry slapped the table, turned his head and yelled angrily, "Joshua! Let this damn guy do the girl step! Record it! I'll go back and sell it, and we'll get [-]%!"

Joshua shook his head with a grin, and said...

"Forget it." Before Joshua could answer, Harry covered his face and shrugged and said, "Stop talking, you won't, I know."

Draco on the side let out a big smirk.