Superman is my primary school classmate

It happened to be time for dinner, and Ron invited the two people in the room to have dinner together. He didn't want to be told by Harry that he didn't take good care of others.

Sean suppressed the mixed emotions in his heart, and rubbed against Clark. Unexpectedly, Clark put one hand on Sean's shoulder, and pulled Sean into his arms.

Silently looking at the broad hands on his shoulders, he began to have some doubts, Clark, was he originally such a clingy character?

When I left the Auror Department, I ran into Harry who had just finished the meeting. Harry looked a little confused, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, then stared at the wall and let out a long sigh.

Harry noticed the three of them, sorted out his emotions, and said with a smile, "So it's all over now, let's go out to eat today."

There are thousands of employees in the Ministry of Magic, and most wizards will choose to go back to their homes to eat through the fireplace. Now the Floo network is very convenient, and it is only a matter of opening and closing their mouths, and they can return to the comfort of their homes and eat together. Enjoy a delicious lunch with the family.

However, there are also a small number of wizards whose families are poor and do not have house elves. Even if they return home, there is no hot meal waiting for them, so they might as well stay in the Ministry of Magic.

Harry and Ron didn't have house elves, and they were two bachelors, so they worked together in the Ministry of Magic cafeteria, and occasionally improved the food in restaurants outside.

After thinking for a while, Harry led the crowd towards the elevator.

"Harry, let's go eat."

They were greeted by the Minister of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts on the same floor.

Leon stroked the raised beard on his lips, and complained to Harry that he was going to make an assault on Knockturn Alley again this week, and that there was another wave of magic props from Knockturn Alley into the Muggle world recently.

These days, the government encourages wizards to understand Muggle culture, and they are very much in favor of wizards using Muggle items, and all kinds of magic items are also increasing year by year.

Let’s just say that Harry’s unplugged refrigerator with unlimited storage is the best embodiment.

Applying household practical magic to home appliances greatly facilitates the life of wizards.

A group of old guys in Knockturn Alley took a fancy to the business opportunity and no longer just buried themselves in making money from the wizards. With so many Muggles, they were just golden Galleons dangling in front of them. How could they not seize the opportunity firmly.

There are plenty of people in the Muggle world, but they are very curious about these weird things.

"Your friend?" Leon asked.

Harry nodded as a prevarication, he didn't intend to go into details with Leon.

Ron and Leon had a lot of conversation, perhaps because Mr. Weasley had worked in the Department of Prohibiting the Misuse of Muggle Items, and had a good relationship with Leon before retiring.

The two began to communicate about what fun supplies they had recently, and what new gadgets they invented.

The elevator went up layer by layer, and Sean could clearly feel that his center of gravity was to the right. After moving for a while, the iron gate slowly opened.

Inaudible, distant voices came from outside the door.

Stepping out of the elevator, they found that they were standing in an open passage.

Harry and Ron pointed at their clothes with their magic wands. The woven cloth was smashed into sand and then condensed and reassembled. The large wizard robes became the most common windbreakers and cotton jackets.

Harry withdrew his wand, "Let's go."

When they got to the exit, Sean realized that the place where they came out just now was the staff passage of the supermarket. There were a variety of clothing stores, which made Sean feel very familiar.

There are countless entrances and exits from the Ministry of Magic to the ground, and this is just one of them.

He went straight to the exit, hailed a taxi, and took the four of them to a Chinese restaurant.

It is amazing to say that Sean was invited by a wizard to eat Chinese food in England for the first time, which is considered a memorable experience in his life.

Harry and Ron seemed to be regular customers here, and Harry chatted with the boss here for a while, and Sean borrowed Clark's mobile phone during the ordering process.

Sean heard from Qin that it was Clark who crushed the phone with his bare hands, and the whole person went berserk, as if he was crazy.

Speechlessly, he glanced at Clark's arm and compared it to his own. Not to mention crushing the phone, Clark's body would probably not lose in a head-to-head battle with the tank.

"Who is this?"

Clark glanced at Sean playing on his phone, and watched him scrolling through ins. The people in the photos made him feel like he had seen them somewhere.

Sean didn't know what to say to him, he looked at the photo on the screen.

Finch seemed to have found a new boyfriend, a thin and thin boyfriend with a high ponytail, thick lips and lipstick, and kisses that reached his shoulders.

"Do I know you?" Clark asked.

"You can also say that you know..."

A line of sweat dripped from Sean's forehead, Clark and Finch had just met, and it was familiar to him when Finch was still wearing men's clothing, which was rare.

Didn't it mean that Clark didn't remember anything?

Clark thought about it carefully, and felt that Finch's eyes, nose, mouth and ears made him feel like he had seen it somewhere, but there was something missing, so he shook his head, "Maybe I misremembered."

Sean turned his head and swallowed.

The store was full of people, but the speed of serving the dishes was not slow at all. After a while, all the dishes were served.

It is said that there are too many people talking, but Harry knows that this is the safest place. In a noisy environment, it takes a lot of effort to hear his own voice clearly, let alone other people's conversations.

But in order to prevent accidents, Ron quietly cast a Silencing Charm, and Harry saw Ron's little action in his eyes.

"The people in the association believe that, Sean, you can recover from your injuries here and then return to the United States. During this time, please cooperate with our investigation."

Sean understands.

Harry said that he would find out the identity of the hooded man who kidnapped Sean as soon as possible, Clark's eyelids trembled.

"But it's not sure." Ron dipped the dumplings in the dark sweet sauce, and stuffed them into his mouth one by one. He didn't give his friend any face, and dismantled his backstage beside him, "We'll check the dumpling back then. The black wizard who was arrested has not been found out for so many years, how could it be found out in such a short time."

Harry glared at the blind Ron.

Ron thumped his chest hard, crying piteously, wondering if he choked on eating too fast.

"Thank you."

Ron gulped and drank the beer handed by Sean, and finally came alive and took a few breaths.

Harry knew that Clark next to Sean was his good friend. Although Harry was a little overwhelmed by his arrival, thinking that Clark was worried about Sean's safety, he came all the way to England.

It should be stated here that Clark came through the fireplace.

Feeling tears for the friendship between Clark and Sean, Harry somehow thought of the time when Hermione was still at Hogwarts, Ron, Hermione, and him, as well as the three of them.

"During this time, Clark also lived in my house—"

"Harry what are you doing?" Sean asked.

Harry's house was small, with only one bedroom, and the bed could barely accommodate two people, but no more.

Sean was sorry, for his own reasons, it would be too bad for Harry if he was still sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"I can go to Ron's house to solve it." Harry explained, "We are neighbors across the door, and his place is big enough, which is very convenient."

After Ron started working, he didn't want to live at home. Harry found Ron his own landlord.

Sean was still wondering why Ron suddenly appeared in the room in the morning, and it turned out that it was only a corridor away.

Thinking wildly, he was disrupted by the knife and fork suddenly stretched out in front of him. Sean came back to his senses and found that his current situation was a bit embarrassing.

Clark kept being sandwiched by Sean, and the plate piled up into a hill. Sean hurriedly signaled with his eyes that enough was enough, and Clark looked at him wronged. Is it wrong to serve his boyfriend with food?

No, Sean feebly swept the pasta from the plate into his mouth, forcing himself to get used to it quickly.

A meal for Sean was both painful and happy.

Clark also smiled with satisfaction.

After returning to the Ministry of Magic in the afternoon, Sean still needed to conduct investigations and inquiries because of the special case, leaving Clark to wait in the central reception room. He and Harry went to the interrogation room together.

Although Ron couldn't ignore the gossiping sightlines from all directions, the short steps to the compartment were almost at the same pace, and Huo, who gave him the most headache, didn't show up, so it was safe.

Linda was the receptionist in the reception room on the second basement floor, and her position was facing the sofa where Clark was sitting.

From the time Clark entered here, her eyes couldn't stop running to the sofa, looking at it once, and then looking at it again, the big glasses frame blocked the blush on Linda's face, she pursed her mouth, lowered her head and pretended to read in the table of accounts.

Not to mention Linda, it is estimated that everyone in the office was attracted by Clark.

Clark was reading a daily newspaper on the coffee table with great interest, and seemed to be very interested in the moving villain in the newspaper, with a smile on his lips, even though he lowered his eyes, he could still imagine how deep a pair of them were. eyes.

It's just ordinary clothing, stretched tightly to the streamlined chest and back, outlining Clark's perfect figure.

Men who are full of masculinity and domineering are the most attractive to women.

Through the strong raised thighs, the eyes seem to be hands, licking the beautiful scenery in front of them predatoryly, and one can almost imagine what it is like in the depths of the shadow cast.

Linda just heard from Harry and the others that Clark came from America, not a wizard.

The theory of marriage between pure-blood wizards and wizards is no longer popular, it is the new era of the 21st century, and of course people have new ideas.

The combination of Muggles and wizards has long ceased to be a ridicule for everyone, and it is even said that they work in the Ministry of Magic. Linda occasionally goes back to the little sister's place, where there are many people of other races who apply for marriage certificates, what about wizards and werewolves? , Centaur, mermaid, etc. What race identity do you care about in front of true love?

Linda took out the small mirror from her pocket and carefully examined her makeup. The French curls she rolled in the morning were still fluffy, and the blush was still in the original position. She blinked, her eyelashes were long and curled, and she muttered. The pouty lips look delicate and charming.

Full score!

He stood up casually, walked confidently in Clark's direction with his chest up and his back raised.

His eyes skipped over the colleagues behind him, some of them were already gnashing their teeth, ruthless that they didn't make a move earlier.

"Sir, do you need any help?" Linda leaned over, lowered her voice, and asked softly and shyly.

Clark shook the newspaper and put it down, Linda exclaimed inwardly, it really is a pair of fascinating eyes.

Before he could speak, someone pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing Clark's dazzling smile, Linda felt dizzy all over.

"It's over so soon?" Clark got up and walked towards Sean.

Sean shrugged, "There's nothing wrong, I just asked a few questions. Harry said that they will have special personnel to check my memory. He still has work, so let's go back first."

Linda was in a hurry, and she was about to leave before asking Clark's name, so she ran to the two without any scruples about her image.

Clark was a little annoyed in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. He lowered his voice and asked Lin Da, who was standing in front of him, "What else is there?"

Linda looked at Clark's hand on Sean's waist in astonishment, "click", she heard the sound of her girl's heart breaking, and said in a low voice, "Well, turn right when you get out of the elevator."

Sean glanced at Linda gratefully, the wizard is quite friendly.