[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

Little did I know then how bad this birthday party could be.

This isn't the first time Harry has thrown me a birthday party.He loves me very much, like a brother, and the whole world can see that I am his most important friend in the whole world, maybe even more so than Peter.In the same way, I also value him very much, and I am willing to go through fire and water for him.And this friendship has nothing to do with the love between men and women.It was very pure, and neither of us allowed anyone to question this friendship.

It's not that I haven't thought that one day, a certain situation will arise to test our firmness towards each other.

But I never thought the test would take this form.

The day I received the bad news was the night before the party, and Clark and I were working overtime.At ten o'clock in the evening, I took a taxi from Wall Street to Osborne Mansion.

I asked the driver to park the car at the gate of the mansion, and hurried across the garden in high heels.Both the housekeeper and the guards recognized me and let me in without further ado.With my laptop and briefing data in my left hand and my suit jacket in my right, I ran across the magnificent hallway of Harry's house.

Hermione, Riven, and Peter were all here.I saw them standing at the other end of the corridor, outside a certain room, with serious and anxious expressions, discussing things in low voices.

"Here I am." I ran to them, still panting.

Peter took the things I was carrying.He looked at me puzzled, "I thought you could use time and space magic."

I froze, held my forehead, and sighed.Yes, I still have time and space magic.I actually forgot about it.

"He's throwing a tantrum in there," Hermione told me, looking worried, "Elly, this might be a little dangerous..."

"He dropped like two dozen vases," Raven added. "Peter got smashed."

I looked at Peter in surprise.

"It's not my fault." Peter flattened his mouth and slumped his shoulders. "He threatened me to give him the blood."

I frowned in confusion.

"In order to study his genetic disease," Hermione explained, "he thought that as long as he was bitten by a spider like Peter, he would be fine."

"He's crazy." Raven rolled her eyes. "That's courting death. Just because Peter can make it through doesn't mean he can! And it's two different things!"

"It's okay, I can handle it." I smiled away, patted Hermione on the shoulder, rearranged my clothes, took a deep breath, and opened the door cautiously and carefully.

"roll!"

Something hit the door immediately.I almost didn't flash it.Looking down, it was a glass trophy.The prize we won in the debate competition together the year before last.

Wow.

Now I'm sure that Harry is very dangerous and broken now.

I cautiously avoided fragments of glass, porcelain and other items, and walked into the room.Harry sat slumped on the sofa, covering his face with his hands, not looking at me.

"It's me, Harry." I lowered my voice and approached him cautiously.

Harry was unimpressed.

I slowly approach the sofa.After making sure that Harry had no intention of continuing to attack, he sat down beside him.

Harry let out a whimper like a wounded animal.

"It's okay, it's okay," I reassured softly, pulling Harry towards me in the gentlest way I could.

Harry didn't struggle.He let me put him on the shoulder, leaning against me quietly but not calmly, breathing fast, full of anger and bewildered panic.

"It's okay. It's okay." I continued to reassure Harry, patting Harry on the back until he finally broke down and cried against me.

I knew it would be hard to bear the news of my father's death and the news that I had a horrific family genetic disease in the same day.Harry is tough on the surface, but actually has a delicate mind.He needs us.No matter how hard he pushed us away.

Harry's sobbing made me realize how much pain he was suffering.I can only keep reassuring him, it's okay, we are all here.

"There's definitely not just one way to go about things." I tried to convince Harry, the closest I could get him to accepting, "It's different, Harry. You don't have to have us if you have us." Become a superhero yourself...unless you really want to save the world."

Harry finally stopped crying and looked up, frowning at me.

But I could see that it was a sign of Harry's softening, even though he was still hesitant.

"We really have a lot of ways." I said sincerely, "Look, there are Hermione, Raven, Raven's brother, Professor X, who studies genes, maybe he will help you. And Hermione, her fiancé's godfather is a master of potions, we can still use magic. When the Aegean Cloud Bridge is repaired, I will go back to Olympus to help you find a way. There must be some kind of spell or something."

"What's the use of that?" Harry sneered, "Neither can break your curse."

"Curses are not the same as genetic diseases." I rolled my eyes. "Harry, trust me, we will help you. You are not alone."

Harry squirmed his lips, hesitant to speak.I didn't care what he wanted to say, I reached out and hugged him.

"We will definitely help you. We are your friends." I said, and couldn't help but secretly touch the hair on the back of his head. Well, it feels good. Don't get too carried away and do something stupid and turn yourself into a half-toned superhero or supervillain. I'll beat you up."

Harry actually laughed this time. "Then you have to beat me."

I let go of Harry and narrowed my eyes. "You doubt me? I'm a Greek goddess, and I'm strong."

After finally coaxing Harry, I asked him to change to another room to rest early. The floor is in a mess, and broken glass and porcelain are dangerous enough.

When they walked out of the room, Hermione and the three of them looked at me with heroic eyes.

"what?"

"Only you can handle him," Peter shook his head again and again, "it's amazing."

I thought about it, "It should be that I am less lethal...I'm not sure."

"Because he regards you as his younger sister." Ruiwen was thoughtful.

"That's not the point now." I sighed, grabbed Riven and Hermione and walked out, nodding for Peter to follow, "What's the matter with his genetic disease?"

Hermione streamlined and explained Harry's situation to me.

"I've got some samples and I'll be bringing them back to London tonight," said Hermione, rubbing her temples irritably. "Oh my God, I can already imagine Professor Snape's expression. I have to contact Draco first... …I work……"

Riven looked at Hermione sympathetically. "Hermione, let me do this first. I'll give the sample to Charles, and Charles should have a way. We divide the work, you are in charge of Ellie, and I am in charge of Harry."

It just occurred to me that in this short period of less than a year, two major events happened successively: I was cursed and Harry's family changed.How would Harry and I get through this without the mutual support of Raven, Hermione, and Peter?

"otherwise……"

"Don't think about it." Hermione interrupted me, giving me a hard look. "Just do what Riven said. We'll do it separately. Your curse should be solved by magic, and that's me. Harry's genetic disease should be done by science." Treatment, then Ruiwen will find a way. You are equally important, don't make us make a choice."

"No." I shook my head, "I suddenly remembered, Hermione, didn't you borrow a book last time? The one with many ancient spells in it? The book is thick, bronze-colored, with gold and silver edges, you said it was you The forbidden book in the manor of the fiancé’s family, the one that has been lost for a long time?”

Hermione froze.The look in her eyes revealed that she was quickly searching for the book I described in her mind.

"You mean, the complete collection of ancient gods' spells."

"Yes, that's the one." I nodded, "Can you borrow it for me again? Maybe there are spells in it that can come in handy."

"Oh. I think, if I tell you who you are," Hermione smiled slightly, "Don't talk about borrowing, the Malfoys should definitely return the book to you, and Draco will be shocked."

Hermione agrees to it, Apparates, returns to the US Ministry of Magic, finds the fireplace and returns to London.Riven returned to X Academy with Harry's genetic sample, and Peter sent me home.

"It's been a lot these past few months," Peter sighed.

When I heard this sentence, I felt very helpless and decided to change the subject. "How's work going?"

"Good. Speaking of work, I ran into Clark the other day at an interview. Is he sure he's going to wear only those black-rimmed glasses to hide his identity? I think anyone can tell he's Superman."

I couldn't help laughing. "I'll pass your opinion on to Clark." Talking to Peter was always so easy, and he never failed to make me laugh.

Peter accompanied me for a walk, the block in front of my house.This time I remembered that I had time and space magic.We go for a walk purely to relax and chat.

"Although I don't want to stare at people so urgently...Eli, I want to ask, you and Clark...?"

Just as he was about to reach my door, Peter asked.He still couldn't help it.

We stopped by the flowerbed in front of my house.The bushes were no higher than our shoulders, and the pruned branches were neat and clean.

"we are doing well."

"Honestly, Eli."

Peter stared at me, eyebrow raised.

"...Okay." I compromised, "It's not very good...but it's not bad...Don't push me, Peter."

"Then let me change the question. Did you kiss Deadpool?"

I gasped, lowered my head, closed my eyes, and pursed my lips.Sure enough, here comes the damn question.

"Uh."

"Okay, you kissed."

I looked up nervously, afraid to see any negativity in Peter's face.

Luckily Peter felt quite at peace.

"Don't be nervous, I guessed it before," Peter said, curling his lips resignedly and sighing, "God, I can't imagine. You two dated? How can you not remember? Like his... that... special People, you should have some impression."

"No, Peter, that's the point of the matter." I rubbed my forehead and put my other hand on my waist, not knowing how to explain it, "I've never dated Wade. We haven't dated. Like you said, A special person like Wade, if we have dated, let alone his disfigurement, I can recognize him in ashes."

Peter frowned hard, as if he didn't understand what I said.

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