Marvel's Strange Magician

"Are you hurt?"

Watson entered the room, sat on a stool on the other side, and asked Peter in a gentle tone.

"I just accidentally hit him on the school bus."

While Peter answered softly, he dug out a bottle of medicinal wine in the drawer, and then wiped it on his face with skillful movements.

Watson looked at the bruises on Peter's face that looked more like being hit by a fist and said nothing.

Knowing something about "Spider-Man", he could more or less guess where the injuries on Peter's face came from.

He put his right hand into his pocket, and when he stretched it out again, he already had a bottle filled with pink liquid in his hand.

"Use this. Two milliliters should be enough."

Watson handed the healing potion to Peter, smiled and added:

"The medicine works quickly."

"Thank you."

Peter took the healing potion doubtfully, and after hesitating for a moment, he followed Watson's words, took a small sip and swallowed it.

Two minutes later, Peter was surprised to find that he could no longer feel the swelling and pain on his face. He hurried to the bathroom and looked at his cheek in the mirror.

"Really no more!

Amazing! "

Peter stared blankly at his intact face in the mirror and sighed involuntarily. Then he quickly rushed back to his room with excitement on his face and asked Watson curiously:

"What kind of potion is this? It's just like the magic in Harry Potter!"

"A secret special potion, remember not to tell others, otherwise bad guys will come and steal these things."

Peter quickly covered his mouth and nodded firmly.

Watson smiled and suddenly asked Peter:

"Peter, do you want to learn martial arts?"

Peter's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly removed his hand from his mouth and asked:

"Of course! Do you know martial arts?"

"know a little."

Watson stood up from the chair and performed several combos very easily and coherently.

"cool!"

Peter clapped his hands excitedly and cheered, then looked at Watson expectantly and said:

"can you teach me?"

After saying that, he seemed to have remembered something, and the excitement and anticipation on his face suddenly faded away.

"Uncle I want to adopt you, will you agree?"

"Then you want me to stay?"

A look of confusion suddenly flashed on Peter's face. He walked back to his bed, picked up the bottle of healing potion and played with it, and whispered shyly:

"I've always wanted to have an older brother or younger brother. If it's you Watson, of course I hope you can stay."

As he spoke, Peter suddenly pursed his lips, his eyes showing a bit of depression:

“But my uncle and the others don’t have that much money…

Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei's life has become difficult because they adopted me. I can't ask them to spend more money to give me a brother. "

Watson nodded gently, looked at Peter with admiration in his eyes, and said:

“Peter, you are such a heart-warming child, and I am so lucky to have met you as soon as I came here.

Don't worry, if Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei decide to adopt me, I promise that it will not make our family's life more difficult. "

Watson has already made a decision. If the black dragon meat cannot be sold normally, then he will go to the black market to sell healing potions at high prices. Anyway, he has "camouflage skin" to hide his identity.

"Really?"

Peter looked at Watson's figure who was only a head taller than him in disbelief, and didn't understand what confidence Watson had to say such a thing.

"We will discuss it together when Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei come back. Now, you go and finish your homework first."

"I finished my homework at school."

"Okay then, you can develop your own interests and hobbies."

Watson waved his hand, stood up and prepared to walk towards the living room.

Peter raised the healing potion in his hand and shouted to Watson:

"Hey, your special potion!"

"I gave it to you, but I hope you won't need it in the future."

Peter slowly put his raised hand in front of his eyes. He looked at the bottle in his hand, and his face was suddenly filled with a happy smile.

He carefully placed the healing potion at the bottom of his drawer, then happily pulled out a small radio from his schoolbag and studied it with interest.

Time passed quietly while waiting until dusk fell again and night fell again.

The Watson and Ben Parker families, who were sitting at the dining table for dinner again, were a little quiet tonight.

After a while, Ben Parker spoke first, breaking the silence:

"Watson, we want to ask you a few questions, okay?"

"of course can."

After Ben Parker and Aunt May looked at each other, they said:

"Mei and I are very curious as to how a polite and intelligent child like you could end up wandering the streets alone. So, can you tell us about your life experience?"

"Of course, but my identity is a bit bizarre. After I finish speaking, please don't be too surprised."

Watson spoke to Ben Parker and the three of them sincerely, and the expression on his face suddenly became lonely and painful.

“I come from a mysterious chef family in the East. Although it is not a rich family, it still has a long history.

There is a secret recipe of delicious food that has been passed down in our family from generation to generation. It is now the ninth generation in my family.

Some time ago, two unsatisfactory young men in our family got drunk and broke the head of the young man from a super aristocratic family. After coming out of the hospital, they became a fool.

The super family came to us to demand compensation. They would only let us go if our delicious secrets passed down from generation to generation were handed over to them.

But that is the foundation of our family, how can it spread to the outside world! So my father didn't agree.

Then..., then that super aristocratic family sent people to destroy my entire family!

Woo~ If I hadn't been my father's illegitimate son and no one had ever known it, I would have been silenced long ago.

Later, the two people who were responsible for raising me took advantage of the living expenses my father had saved for me and changed their identities and went to live somewhere else.

As for me, they had a good conscience and did not choose to kill me. Instead, they sent a stranger to send me here so that I could be self-reliant. "

"So that's it."

"Oh, poor kid."

"Watson, it turns out you have no parents anymore, don't be sad, I am too.

Ah, no, uncle, Aunt Mei, I didn’t mean to say anything bad about you. You can’t be nicer to me. "

Peter patted Watson's arm and turned to explain to Ben Parker and Aunt May.

"Okay Peter, we know what you mean."

Ben Parker reluctantly raised his hand to stop Peter's continuous words. He raised his head and looked at Aunt May. When he saw that Aunt May still nodded, he said to Watson:

"Watson, I know you don't want to be dependent on others and live on the sympathy and charity of others, but you are just a child, and it is unrealistic to want to support yourself simply by yourself.

Although our family is not rich, Mei and I like you very much, and Peter also wants you to stay.

Watson, will you become a family with us and live with us? "

"Of course, it's my pleasure."

There were tears in Watson's eyes, and he responded to Ben Parker and the others with a moved expression.

Peter secretly raised his fist and cheered in his heart.

Ben Parker and Mei looked at each other, smiles appeared on their faces, and the atmosphere at the table suddenly became relaxed.