Fascinated

"These are Sam's things."

Joshua followed JJ and looked around - those who packed up their things and were about to leave should be JJ's team members. The chestnut-haired young man who had seen him once was quickly moving his swan neck. Things like maps stuffed into the bag.Perhaps because Joshua's eyes stayed there for a while, the young man turned his face uncomfortably, smiled at him a little shyly and blinked suspiciously.

Joshua was about to smile back at him when a dazzling white shirt came up and roughly blocked his sight - Draco turned his face slightly and pulled the corner of his mouth mockingly at him.

……

God.

Joshua was silent with Draco for a moment, then turned his head with a big face.

JJ opened the box and glanced back at Joshua who was staring at each other with Draco, "Well..." She hesitated and took out a yellow envelope bag from inside—thick and bulging, a big one Bao, "Here you are."

Joshua turned his head to accept the stack of photos that JJ took out from the bag, and a slender hand came over and parted them in half. Draco's casual look became serious when he saw the photos. With a solemn expression, his eyebrows frowned slightly and he quickly flipped through one by one——

It's all Joshua.

Each one is Joshua at a different time.

"It seems...something is wrong." Joshua felt a great sense of panic in his heart, and he quickly divided the photos into two parts, "The photos here are all of me appearing in public, some media or Friends took it." He bit his knuckles, took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, "but, this part is not."

There are more than 100 photos in that thick book, and the shooting background was in Peverly House or Malfoy Manor. Outsiders rarely enter these two places. How could Sam, an ordinary person, take pictures there? photo?

Thinking about it, Joshua couldn't help but glance at the evidence box with the name 'Sam' written on it——

Twenty years ago, his grandfather visited the United States Ministry of Magic, and by chance, he gave a stack of banknotes to Sam who had no money to treat his mother and played the violin on the street.Five years later, my grandfather received a remittance from the United States.Gradually, my grandfather kept in touch with Sam, who "knowledges his kindness" and kept in touch.This time when he came to New York to study, his grandfather unintentionally mentioned such a sentence in the letters - this "good man" who hadn't married for many years excitedly expressed that Joshua could live with him and take care of each other.

Joshua and Diana didn't suspect Sam's motives at all, and the grandfather felt that Joshua must be very suitable to live in this family and would be properly taken care of...

Draco stared blankly at the two stacks of photos on the table.

JJ clasped her hands together, and pursed her lips in embarrassment, "Joshua...we suspect that Sam may be a...well, a pedophile." She breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Joshua worriedly .

"At home." Joshua pursed his lips, turned his face and glanced at Draco—even though the anger in his heart could burn an entire forest, he still pretended to be calm and said, "Mother must be notified. and auntie."

"You really have to inform your family." The chestnut-colored young man packed up his schoolbag and brought it over, and said very quickly, "Sam is far away in the United States, obviously it is impossible to pay attention to your growth period all the time, your There may be...other people around," he considered his words, "other people are taking pictures of you for him."

Draco took Joshua's palm - his palm was hot and clearly on the verge of rage.

"Thank you for your reminder." Draco nodded calmly to thank the two, "This Mr. Sam's relic, please handle it yourself. Joshua and I need to go back and inform the family to investigate this suspicious object .”

"Of course." JJ nodded his head hastily, patted the shoulders of the team members, and then quickly led the two who didn't want to stay in the police station for a long time to go out.

"Don't worry." Draco took a deep breath and felt some shackles loosen his neckline. He caught a glimpse of a worried Joshua from the corner of his eye and said in relief, "The deadline for taking pictures is on your 11th birthday. According to Counting the time, this watcher may have left home or already..." He paused, thinking of what JJ said to him alone before leaving, a trace of tyrannical emotion flashed in his eyes and he quickly put it away, his tone was calm and calm He said calmly, "I'll let my mother look into this matter, besides," he glanced at Joshua, "Aunt Diana is not without... a city man."

Diana Eliza Peverly, the most beautiful flower in Ravenclaw.

An indispensable doer for the development of the wizarding world today.

If it weren't for her wisdom to lead a series of changes, those products of modern life would not have been able to enter the wizarding world so successfully.She just doesn't like to spend time thinking about some politics, which doesn't mean that Diana, the dazzling rose from a pure-blooded family, is a fool.

When she learned that her son had been spied on in this way when he was young, even when he was almost an adult... the anger she brought was beyond imagination for ordinary people, not to mention that there was a feeling of smoldering anger beside him... Daughter-in-law' hurt Mrs. Malfoy...

Draco rubbed his forehead with a headache, closed his mother's unbelievable emails full of exclamation points, and took a deep look at the restaurant with people coming and going——

Joshua.

He silently said in his heart.

In the kitchen of the restaurant, Joshua, who was missed by others, was absent-mindedly thinking about the emails his mother replied to him and brushing the dishes. The kitchen door was suddenly knocked open so hard that his hands trembled and the bare plates almost slipped out.

"What's wrong in the front hall?" The voices of colleagues rang out.

Joshua hurriedly threw the plate back to the sink, and turned his head to look—the little girl covering her mouth was sobbing against the wall—is this scene familiar?Joshua frowned—ah, the fifth one tonight.He wiped his hands and walked slowly outside the crowd comforting the girl, glanced at the door leading to the front hall, and asked in a raised voice, "Is there a guest in the front hall making trouble?"

The little girl who was out of breath from crying nodded. She is also a newcomer who came to practice in a nearby high school. She has never suffered such a big grievance since she was born, so she cried very sadly. "There is a lady who insists that our service attitude is not good. Even the foreman has gone, but she is still dissatisfied."

This is bad in the service industry, and a single quarrel between you and a customer can have a huge negative impact on your restaurant.

Joshua frowned, and his gaze skipped over the smeared lipstick on the girl's face—thinking that what the lady said must be very rude.He thought for a while, took off his apron and picked up the plate and said, "I'll go for this dish, maybe she won't dare to be so presumptuous when she sees a boy - look at my pretty face." Joshua said He comforted and winked playfully at the few colleagues who looked over.

"It's terrible! It's terrible!" Before it was fully lifted into the front hall, the high-pitched voice hit the eardrums, and Joshua, who had just opened the door, suddenly frightened—"My son and I want to Let’s enjoy a delicious meal here! Warm! Dinner, why can’t you — the Michelin-starred restaurant can’t even do this well!”

Joshua stepped forward steadily, and there was a middle-aged woman full of jewels sitting there-she raised her thick eyebrows-maybe it was painted, anyway, the face was so heavily made up that it couldn't tell the original face.She wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with gold chain straps on the temples that dangle with her inspired movements.

All I could hear was the well-dressed woman yelling at the manager loudly——

"Hello, you two have pan-fried steak." Joshua lowered his head slightly without looking sideways, and put the sizzling plate on the dining table with a smile on his face.

"It's you." A familiar voice sounded, and Joshua raised his head—a familiar face with a malicious smile, "Oh, you actually work here?"

What's the matter with this regretful yet happy tone?

Joshua blinked blankly, unable to figure out the intention of the person in front of him, so he nodded vaguely, "Yes." He folded his hands on his chest and took a small step back, "Sir, please slow down. "

"James, who is he?" The woman stopped her provocative behavior, narrowed her eyes, her fat face was tightly wrinkled, and scanned Joshua up and down.

"It's just a classmate." James had a meaningful expression on his face, and then smiled excitedly, "I fought with me a few days ago."

"What!" The woman slapped the table in shock, then turned around and asked the manager, "Is that why you let such a misbehaving young man work here!"

"Well, ma'am..." The manager gave Joshua a sideways look—he assured him he saw appreciation in the manager's eyes. "I think……"

"Don't stand so close to explain!" The woman screamed, shaking her hands as if suffering from convulsions, "Your saliva will fly in!"

Joshua was taken aback for a moment, and he exchanged glances with the manager, and the two of them took a big step back at the same time——

"You have completely ruined this beautiful evening!" The woman was furious, poking the table with her fingertips following the words, "Also, this person, this person with bad conduct actually works here! This is An insult to Michelin!"

A trace of impatience flashed in the manager's eyes, he stepped forward to separate the woman and Joshua, and asked calmly, "Then what do you mean?"

"Free of charge." The woman stood up abruptly, raised her chin and said with a serious expression, "I want to vomit now when I think about everything that happened!"

With the uproar around her voice, some people looked here in astonishment and shock.But the woman's haughty posture suggested that she was clearly indifferent to the gazes that were focused on her.

James, who was sitting by the side, glared at those eyes fiercely, forcing them back one by one, and then said with a corner of his mouth, "No, I will pay the fee this time."

"James!" The woman looked at him in disbelief, her fat cheeks trembling in disbelief, "Are you crazy? It's not our fault!"

James stood up—the whispers around him didn't make him seem so calm and comfortable, he blamed all of these on Joshua, raised his chin arrogantly and said with a sneer, "No, just Take it as a tip for seeing the fun tonight."

Joshua was not born as a young master from a rich family, which allowed him to bully him without any scruples.This transfer student from the UK is said to still live in Queens.Thinking of the embarrassment he made himself in front of all the students a few days ago, James wanted to punch him on the spot.But no, getting your hands dirty at a Michelin restaurant is never a good thing.

With a smile on his face, the manager of FUCKYOU in his heart watched the mother and son go out from the restaurant door, turned his head and looked at Joshua worriedly, and after a little hesitation, kindly asked him to go back to rest first.

The appreciative Joshua just went out with his schoolbag on his back, and James, who had already left, turned back and stood at the door—"Hi." He stood beside the car and asked with an annoying smile , "You work and study here, how much is it for one night? I'll pay you double, how about working in my uncle's bar?"

Joshua frowned at him.

This big man with a short memory laughed and couldn't wait to humiliate Joshua with words—"The Blue Bar is the best bar in New York, where you will find people who like you. Beside you The Malfoy you're in doesn't seem to like you very much."

"You're right, Draco and I are indeed not quite right." Joshua looked calmly at James, who had bright eyes, nodded with a cold face, and calmly tidied up his schoolbags.

No one could see how Joshua stepped forward—he flashed in front of James, raised his kick and kicked the knee of the boy with a dirty mouth. The huge impact forced James to half kneel on the ground and issued There was a scream, and then Joshua turned around, held James' two hands together with his backhand and cut them behind him.

"What are you doing!" James knelt on the ground in humiliation, the eyes of the people around him watching the show made him feel like he was standing on the stake.The huge pressure on his wrist made him unbearable, and he had to yell loudly in embarrassment.

What the hell kind of witchcraft is this!

James felt numbness and pain all over his body, trying to struggle but unable to break free.

"You actually hit my son!" The woman who was sitting in the car hurriedly got out, her face was flushed with excitement, she glanced at James with distress in her eyes, and then glared at Joshua angrily. Shouting, "I'm going to have the manager fire you! Security! Security!"

"Your son tried to beat up his classmates outside the school and verbally insulted him. Everyone present is a witness." A cold voice sounded from behind, and the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground gradually approached and finally stopped beside Joshua. The gray eyes glanced at the woman in disgust, and said mercilessly, "If you don't want your child to be expelled from the school team and demerited by the school, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

Being expelled is a shame worse than a demerit for James.

James clenched his teeth, not daring to cry out in pain.

The woman was overwhelmed by Draco's aura, for a moment she even forgot how to continue to squirm and roll, and the aura in her heart was completely vented in an instant.

Draco gave James who was curled up on the ground a cold look, then turned to Joshua and said, "It's time to go home."

Joshua nodded, shook off James' hand vigorously, and followed Draco into the car without looking back.

"Today's luck is really... so bad." Joshua closed the car door, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, "I have to go to Chinatown to buy an almanac and keep it at home."

Draco glanced at the angry Joshua quickly, and asked casually, "Where are you going to work in the future?"

"Of course." Joshua's eyes widened with resignation, "Why should I leave there because of that bastard James."

Light white fingertips tapped the steering wheel frequently, and Draco responded lightly, thinking incessantly.

-

"Where did I put my bottle of activating oil?" After entering the door, Joshua, who felt a little numb in his waist, turned around and asked, "You..."

Draco held the bottle with two fingers—he was still wearing the clothes he wore when he went out, and leaned against the door frame with his shirt sleeves rolled up, looking at him with impatience in his brows and eyes, and muttered, "Lack of exercise, Josh Ya."

"yep. I have to continue my morning run tomorrow." Joshua nodded, took off his shirt neatly and lay down on the bed skillfully—like a big character, "I have planned a great route, maybe To meet the legendary Captain America."

Draco rolled out a syllable from his nasal cavity, walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down, rubbing his hands warm and covering the beautiful mermaid thread.The same action has been done too many times. From making Joshua yell at the beginning to now, it is almost too comfortable to give a tip. The only thing that can make the proud Slytherin condescend to him is his parents and the only one in front of him. this one.

"Are you going to the homecoming dance? Please, press it up." Joshua instructed Draco unceremoniously, while stretching out his hand to take out a poster from his schoolbag with a 'squeak' sound Shaking and asking.

Draco lazily pressed Joshua's back - due to perennial sports, this man has well-proportioned muscles and excellent hand feel - he can give it an O.

Draco curled the corners of his lips, raised his eyelids, and the colorful colors almost pierced his eyes, "I haven't blinded Joshua yet, I can see it even if you put it on the table."

Joshua touched his nose, put down the poster brightly, and said expectantly, "I haven't attended a party for young people yet."

"Excuse me, did you forget about the Hogwarts dance?" Draco's hand brushed against Joshua's waist—the people under his hand couldn't help but move to the side.

"Itch, Draco." Joshua scratched the back of his neck and muttered, "If you mean a dance party with a Western band - I don't think that belongs to young people, don't you think it's too... old-fashioned ?"

"Huh? So the deafening music and hysterical shouting are more energetic?" Draco glanced at the silhouette on the poster contemptuously, retracted his hands lazily, and covered his head, "Joshua, when will your Taste can match your identity."

Joshua didn't care how he commented, anyway, he had already gotten used to it after so many years.

"I've never been to this kind of party." Joshua, who automatically blocked Draco's taunts, took out his phone and said to himself, "I need to buy a ticket."

He was talking to himself. He just opened the website and didn't even see the inventory clearly. A ticket with a very... indescribable design appeared in front of Joshua.

Draco put the tickets aside, stood up and looked down at the black-haired boy, raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't need to thank me." He said it easily, without any embarrassment of buying it from someone else at a price several times higher.

Joshua propped up his upper body in surprise, picked up the ticket and flipped it up and down in disbelief—"Draco, this is definitely the most sympathetic gift I have received from you over the years." He He squinted his eyes and laughed loudly, and continued with a hint of joking, "With this ticket, I think I can find a suitable dance partner at the ball and have a youthful love."

Joshua happily rolled around on the bed.

"In order not to make your girlfriend too bad," Draco who walked to the door stopped, looked back at Joshua meaningfully, and smiled, "I will always follow you."

The latter sat up with a look of 'WTF', picked up the pillow and threw it forward with a face full of horror, shouting, "Draco! Is there any girl who is willing to look at me when you are here! Please! Is it okay to be a good person!"