After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

New York, an international metropolis located on the east coast of the United States, is like a huge machine that never stops, running day and night.

The streets are crowded with cars and pedestrians, and everyone seems to have a clear destination and urgent tasks.

Draco and Harry are both relatively calm and stable, and do not have a strong desire to take risks and explore unknown areas.

So when Jarvis suggested places for them to visit, they were quite obedient and opted for a leisurely stroll around Manhattan.

Draco and Harry showed little interest in Wall Street, a place where financial giants gathered and full of competition and opportunities.

After all, this was where they had met Tony, and they came here with Lucius for a few days every year.

For them, Wall Street has lost its novelty and mystery.

New York is a busy city.

This sentence was embodied after Draco and Harry arrived in Times Square in New York.

When they arrived at New York's Times Square, known as the "crossroads of the world", even though Jarvis had projected it to them in real time, the scene before them still shocked them.

That is something that pictures and words cannot express.

Countless dazzling neon lights complement each other, and their splendor remains undiminished even during the day.

Many street performers showed off their talents. Some played beautiful music, some performed amazing acrobatics, and some displayed superb painting skills.

These artists attracted many tourists to stop and watch, and bursts of applause and cheers could be heard from time to time.

At the same time, those urban beauties with exquisite dress and bright makeup were hurriedly moving among the crowd.

They are dressed in fashionable clothes, wearing high heels and carrying various brand-name bags, revealing a confident and independent style.

On the road, cars rushed past like flowing water, making bursts of roaring sounds.

Even on a sunny day, the prosperity and splendor here still make people feel dizzy and dizzy.

The atmosphere of extravagance seemed suddenly tangible, just like the city itself - sophisticated and self-centered.

Their trip this time was relatively low-key. After all, the Stark family's car and driver were usually as conspicuous as Tony himself, and they looked like Stark at first glance.

Draco and Harry, who didn't want to be in the newspapers, chose to use magic.

The two quietly cast a spell on themselves that was easily overlooked.

This magic enveloped them like a veil, making it difficult for others to detect their presence when they were silent.

Relying on their own magic power that is as abundant as the ocean and the extremely precise coordinate information provided by Jarvis, they can travel freely to every corner of the city.

Whether it is a bustling commercial district, a quiet and secluded alley, or a picturesque park, their leisurely strolling figures can be seen everywhere.

They also made a special trip to the famous art museum in Queens.

The moment you step into the museum, you are greeted by a strong artistic atmosphere.

Draco was immediately attracted by the atmosphere in here. He was intoxicated by the unique charm that seemed to calm the soul.

The many collections on display in the museum are in perfect harmony with the Malfoy family's consistent elegant aesthetic.

From classical paintings to meticulously crafted sculptures, each piece exudes a breathtaking brilliance.

However, although magic can improve and enhance physical fitness to a certain extent, the long tour still made Draco feel a little tired.

This kind of fatigue is not entirely due to physical fatigue, but more due to the psychological suggestion caused by maintaining good work and rest habits for a long time.

Harry, who had been observing carefully beside him, naturally noticed the subtle changes in Draco.

So he took Draco's hand without hesitation and brought him to a cozy little coffee shop not far from the museum.

He had already had his eyes on this store. After all, knowing Draco well, he knew he would be tired by then.

The coffee shop is filled with the faint aroma of coffee, and soft music flows in the air like gurgling water.

They chose a comfortable seat near the window and sat down, where they could enjoy the bustling street scene outside through the clear glass.

The sunlight falls on the table, forming patches of mottled light and shadow, which is warm and comfortable.

"Knock knock--" A crisp and light knocking sound rang out in the quiet air.

The rhythmic sound instantly attracted the attention of Draco and Harry, and they both turned their eyes to the knocking window.

Outside the window stood a young man who seemed slightly excited but was trying hard to control his emotions.

When he noticed that the two people in the room were looking at him, their already sparkling eyes became even brighter, like the bright stars in the night sky.

He waved his arms happily at them, his face filled with unconcealable joy.

Draco stared at this strange yet somewhat familiar face, his mind rapidly searching for fragments of memory, but for a moment he could not remember where he had seen this person before.

Harry, who was standing beside him, gently pressed down their clasped hands, then leaned over slightly and whispered in Draco's ear, "Airport."

After hearing Harry's hint, Draco suddenly understood.

Oh! It was him! The boy who had bravely spoken up for justice at the airport.

Oh, and he seems to be a huge fan of Tony. If I remember correctly, his name should be Peter, right?

Draco raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a friendly smile. He also waved to the boy outside the window, and pointed his finger in the direction of the door, indicating that the boy named Peter should come in.

The boy was obviously not stupid, he immediately understood Draco's intention.

He was stunned for a few seconds in surprise, and then a smile as bright as a spring flower bloomed on his face.

Then, like a lively little deer, he trotted towards the door of the coffee shop with light steps.

His fluffy little curly hair rose and fell, swayed from side to side as he ran, making a DuangDuang sound full of vitality and energy.

Lotte puppy!

As the figure approached, these four words flashed through Draco's mind like lightning.

He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly and looked carefully at the young man who was walking towards them.

The more I look at it, the more I think it's suitable.

Harry sat aside, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He stared quietly at the boy who was getting closer and closer, trying to see through his appearance to the secrets deep in his heart.

Yes, that's the feeling... the atmosphere has completely changed.

Just when we met at the airport before, the young man in front of me was obviously just an ordinary person, but now he exudes a completely different aura.

With Harry's keen intuition, he would never make a mistake in judgment.

So, the question is - what happened in this short period of time that could cause this young man to completely change?

This aura did not achieve its own transformation through experiments like the one Steve had undergone to strengthen the body and stimulate human potential.

If that were all, Harry should be able to easily notice the clues.

At this moment, the unique scent lingering around the young man actually had a hint of... the smell of a magical animal?

Human experiments? Could Peter be approaching them with some conspiracy? But looking at those clear yet foolish eyes, it doesn't seem likely...

For some reason, Harry disliked people named Peter.

Maybe it was because the last Peter had impressed him so much? Perhaps that gutter rat was now trembling at his master's feet, awaiting death.

However, Draco also wanted to observe closer because he sensed something strange about the boy named Peter, right?

Harry wasn't unhappy at all about Draco's actions.

He had no idea that he was dating Draco, after all, that was how they always got along.

Even if this was a date, there were still many opportunities and time for the two of them to be alone together.

What's more, Jarvis is with me today, so strictly speaking, it can't be considered as real alone time.

As they get along with Tony, their relationship with Jarvis also grows deeper.

They were all used to seeing Jarvis as a real, living person who just didn't belong to the same dimension as them, rather than a cold and emotionless tool or artificial intelligence.

...No! Harry felt that the conclusion he had just drawn was too hasty.

Even though this Peter wasn't as annoying as the other Peter, how on earth could he keep praising Tony for an entire hour?

This really made Harry feel a little unbelievable, and even his forehead began to ache slightly.

For some reason, ever since exchanging names with the young man who called himself Peter Parker, he had become unilaterally familiar with them at an astonishing speed.

And from that moment on, Peter kept talking about how excited he was—how ecstatic he was to see them both again;

At the same time, he also expressed without reservation his infinite yearning for their heroic and majestic performance.

However, more importantly, the topic Peter mentioned most often always revolved around the famous Iron Man - Tony Stark.

His love and admiration for Tony was as endless as a torrent of water, and Tony's name was mentioned in almost every sentence.

"Mr. Stark is undoubtedly the most outstanding and extraordinary person!" "The last time Mr. Stark did... that thing was truly remarkable!"

Words like these kept coming out of Peter's mouth, as if they would never end.

"Mr. Stark..." "Mr. Stark..." "Stark..."

Listening to all the praises about Tony echoing in his ears, Harry felt his head hurt more and more, and he couldn't help but start to worry whether he had really gotten into big trouble.

After all, dealing with such a fanatical Tony fan is not an easy task!

And how did this guy survive so long? In just one hour, he had almost exposed all his secrets.

Draco seemed to be listening with great interest, and would respond from time to time, which made Peter Parker's desire to share even higher.

Ok?

Draco's face darkened as he suddenly felt the defensive magic he had cast on his friends being triggered.

Draco, who quickly understood the whole story through the magical connection, narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Mutants..." he murmured softly, thoughtfully.

He hadn't noticed this group... Huh...

Draco gathered his thoughts and found it strangely quiet, so he resumed his smiling face.

"What's wrong?" He looked at Peter Parker in puzzlement.

The hand under the table wrote something quickly on Harry's hand. Harry calmly took out his cell phone and contacted the Saint in America.

He just noticed Draco's sudden change and was about to ask about it, but Draco quickly told him the whole story.

They did this often, and Draco wrote in code that only the two of them understood.

Mutants... have indeed somewhat neglected them.

But...Harry looked at Peter Parker in surprise.

Draco's emotions were fleeting, but could he actually feel it?

"Ah...um...it's okay, I just got stuck suddenly." Peter Parker was a little flustered and stammered a reason that sounded fake.

But his expression was unnatural and poorly disguised.

This vigilance was not directed at Draco and Harry, but at the surroundings.

It seems like there is some danger around.

The reason Peter Parker stopped suddenly was because his spider sense had just gone wild and the back of his head was piercingly painful.

But that feeling only lasted for a moment, and he didn't notice the change in Draco's expression.

So he just thought there was some danger around.

This made him a little absent-minded when he spoke.

But is it a good thing for Harry's ears?

Harry and Draco looked at each other and saw the smiles in each other's eyes.

They were able to determine that Peter was not a threat and did not look like a victim of human experimentation.

It seems like there was some adventure.

After confirming that Peter wouldn't be a nuisance to Tony, Draco and Harry became a little friendlier.

This made their conversation more harmonious.

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from far away.

Before Peter Parker could turn around, a figure that couldn't be more familiar appeared beside their table.

"Hi~ It's time for dinner~ The famous Iron Man is here to take the two young masters home." Tony took off his sunglasses and blinked his charming caramel eyes.

"Woo, woo..." Peter Parker was dazed, his mind was in chaos, as if in a dream.