[Comprehensive British and American] Fulian Hotel

Almost no one can refuse a Tony Stark. If he wants to talk about love, he must be beautiful and affectionate, and he will lift you up to the sky. If he adds a little bit of weakness, he will be invincible.

Steve froze for a full five seconds, even his back was stiff, as if he was really an old popsicle, which is rare, he is Captain America who is always racing against time, that made Tony so nervous, he swore he was 12 years old I wasn't so nervous when I hacked into the Pentagon once, and I wasn't so nervous when I was 13 years old when he fucked his beautiful assistant under his father's nose...

He couldn't help but think about which direction he would run if Captain America beat him, he should come in armor, at least it wouldn't hurt so much, but he couldn't get so close to Steve in armor, he liked躺在对方的胸肌上，爱死了，他还喜欢他英挺的鼻梁，金色的睫毛，包括唠唠叨叨的个性……噢，他要是揍自己的话还是往左边跑好了。

Seriously - it's so overloaded that Tony twitches the tip of his nose nervously, feeling like his reactor is going to explode in a second.

Fortunately, Captain America restarted after five seconds, and he blinked his most charming azure eyes in the world, and replied: "... But, Stark Tower looks really ugly."

Tony froze for a moment, feeling like he was quickly shriveled up like a hot air balloon that had been punctured. He weakly stretched out his finger and poked the opponent's muscle, accusing: "...you are the most destructive person in the universe. The old popsicles of the atmosphere."

"...I'm serious." Steve muttered, honestly he didn't understand Stark Tower's design taste at all.

Tony looked at the hat rope on the other party's coat dangling slightly in front of his arm, the color of milk yellow was stupid, and Captain America was probably the only one who came to the bar wearing a hoodie, but so Even the stupid and childish clothes couldn't stop Tony from thinking that he was handsome, and Tony felt that he was helpless: "So? yesorno? Don't think that you can get away with it just because you are handsome."

Steve raised his eyebrows: "Oh, do you think I'm handsome?"

"..." Tony chose to keep his mouth shut. His IQ is now offline, and every word he says will automatically fall into a trap.

"Hey, what's the matter with loving me at ten years old? I thought you just collected my complete comics... This little pepper said it."

"... not only comics, but also a full set of posters, shield models, and... uniforms." Tony smashed the can, "Okay, if you dare to say no, I will silence you and dismantle you." The shield buried you in the depths of the sea."

Then he felt Captain America laughing, and his chest vibrated slightly with his laughter, which made him feel warm, like a freshly baked ginger biscuit, covered with a small layer of icing sugar, so sweet that Tony's waist It was all soft, and he twisted a bit, feeling that the other party hugged him even tighter.

"No one in this world knows superheroes right, so no media cameras, no headlines..."

"Huh?" Tony didn't keep up with Captain America's rhythm for the first time.

"So I can kiss you with confidence." Steve's smile was blunt and bright, it was a straight ball, Tony didn't react to anything, he felt his ass being lifted up in the air, and Captain America another Holding his head in one hand, he pressed his lips to his.

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"I'll invite you to have a drink, and challenge you and Tony's courage." Max raised his hand at the bartender, "I understand this feeling. The muscles are amazing, but since I know he is gay, they have become two moving biceps in my eyes."

Emilia was still shocked, Captain America actually carried the venomous tongue and quilted the single man and disappeared without even looking at herself: "So...they are all gay?"

"Oh, welcome to the real world." Max pushed the wine glass in front of her.

"I don't like that guy, Tony Stark." Emilia pouted.

"Believe me, there are as many people who hate him as there are people who love him." Max shrugged, "But it has nothing to do with us, as long as Cap likes him."

"He doesn't seem to be serious about a word... he's talking to the cap..."

"Aha, don't worry about this. Although it's not obvious, Iron Man must be the guy who loves Captain America the most in this world."

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Dumbledore continued slowly: "As long as you collect the praises of the earth elves, the tears of the mermaids and the sighs of the sages, you can restore him to his original state..."

Can it be restored?

The ten-thousand-headed monster in Harry's heart suddenly galloped back, shouting Long live Merlin.

Dumbledore's expression became serious, and he automatically switched back to the mode of Hogwarts' greatest white wizard - ignoring the words on the white note on his forehead: "Harry, I'm telling you this now because I Understand that we all share the same great guilt for Severus' death, and I no longer have the ability to pay it back personally, the only one who can do it is you... But I respect everyone's decision, my child, in the end The choice is always in people's hands."

Dumbledore's occasional serious look is still very reliable, and he asked in a serious tone: "Harry Potter, do you want to save him?"

That man, Harry thought, had all the pride and deepest despair of a Slytherin, and he never considered being able to survive the war.

"I want to save him." Harry said calmly, an answer he had never had the chance to say in his previous life.

Dumbledore smiled. He vaguely sensed the subtle differences in Harry, but he understood that the weight of the green-eyed Gryffindor boy's promise had not changed, just like when he said that one day he would defeat Voldemort , the Boy Who Lived always did what the Boy Who Lived said.

Harry also smiled at the professor, and the atmosphere instantly became peaceful and beautiful, and small white flowers could almost be seen blooming in the background.

...I said, did they forget something?

……ah?You mean Severus' opinion?

How could the greatest white wizard and savior of this century care about the opinion of the Snake King—especially the Snake King who turned into a painting?

So, without the knowledge of the person involved, the two Gryffindor foxes, big and small, decided the future fate of the former headmaster of Slytherin completely casually.

"Professor, so where can I find those things?" The savior, who finished the drama, returned to the topic with a realistic thought. Thinking about the elves, those old goblins in Gringotts seem to be close, maybe they can go there Try it, it's not like he hasn't seen a mermaid before. As for the last thing, you can consider it after solving the first two - the thinking of an action-oriented savior.

"It can't be a magical species in the wizarding world. Those creatures come from other continents. After living in the wizarding world for so long, they have lost the purity of ancient times." Dumbledore seemed to see what Harry was thinking. , the old god touched his beard on the ground, and continued to explain: "Yes, it is other continents. In addition to the two areas where Muggles and magicians are located in this world, there are actually many different continents. They are not like Muggles. The Melon World, like the Magic World, can establish nine and three-quarters platforms to connect the two places, those continents are independent of each other in different spaces, and there is no passage except for a gap that moves all the year round."

"Then what..."

The white-bearded wizard blinked slyly: "But it was such a coincidence that Fox found it when he flew out for a walk two days ago, so I can send you to the first place."

Only then did Harry Potter realize that he had fallen into the trap of the old fox again.

Dumbledore completely ignored the savior's annoyance, and happily took out a red package that looked like a Christmas gift bag, and found something inside: "Oh, and I have some gifts for you, Hogwarts How can the warriors go on an adventure without equipment! I've wanted to do this for a long time—”

"Congratulations to Harry Potter for getting the Magic Four-dimensional Pocket x1."

"..."

"Congratulations to Harry Potter for getting the cloak of the savior x1."

"Next task, find Professor Snape in the frame in Severus' basement."

"...Professor, please don't do the system voice yourself."

The former headmaster, Dippet, had been sitting in his picture frame and listening to the story carefully with his chin resting on his chin, and suddenly he spoke slowly: "Albus, but I want to know about your underwear more than these things. color."

Dumbledore: "..."

Harry: "..."

Harry thought he might as well resign first.

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Few people know that the Longbottom family has perhaps the most beautiful garden in the entire wizarding world. The only thing left by this declining wizard family is the pure blood and pride, which is this garden full of rare flowers and plants.

Neville's grandmother, Augusta Longbottom, was standing in the courtyard. She was wearing her usual dark green robe, with delicate and simple patterns embroidered on the cuffs and neckline, and a very soft fox fur scarf around her neck. , the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes showed that she was far from being young, but her back was still very straight, looking majestic and strong.

She is directing the big red kettle floating in the air, so that the water in the kettle can be poured evenly on each flower bud. She is doing it very carefully. It seems that this strong old woman can only face herself honestly Thoughts on children.

Yes, these flowers and plants were planted by Neville's parents for their new home when they were newly married. Neville's talent in herbal medicine is not completely without reason. His parents even successfully planted many magical plants in the yard. The rare and exotic plants that have long been extinct in the world, but now they can no longer be discharged from St. Mungo's Magical Hospital to take care of these former treasures-they don't even remember who they are.

"Grandma." A gentle voice interrupted Augusta's thinking. A smiling brown-haired young man in a white shirt came out of the house and greeted the old lady with a respectful tone - Neville Longbottom During the Great War many years ago, he not only became a brave Gryffindor mentally, but also grew taller like a rapid growth, and lost the round bun face of his youth, but his gentle blue eyes still shone like broken gems The water of the lake is as soft and pure as ever, never changing.

He naturally took over the water jug ​​in the air, rolled up his sleeves and began to water them with his own hands. This boy who was almost a savior was much more ordinary than Harry, for example, he was a wizard and the most outstanding professor of herbalism at Hogwarts , but he doesn't like to use magic to control the kettle. He stubbornly believes that the Muggle way of watering the flowers is more kind, which can make the plants feel loved.

Augusta snorted to express that she heard that she had given up correcting Neville's Muggle behavior that was not in line with the family character, but she still expressed her dissatisfaction from time to time.

After all, she was old and couldn't stand the sun at noon. She stood aside and looked at Neville for a while, then walked back to the house to take a nap.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Neville thought that there is no garden more beautiful than his own home. As far as he could see, there was a soft sea of ​​flowers, clusters of bright flowers clustered together, covering the dark green leaves, and a few sporadic white flowers.