[Comprehensive British and American] When the "real" Wes met Jarvis

When Zhen Weisi woke up, he immediately restrained his reaction, didn't rush to open his eyes, his breathing rate didn't even change, and he maintained the state before coma, feeling everything around him.

He felt a strange breath not far from him, the breathing rate was faster than that of an adult, and Zhen Weisi judged that it seemed to belong to a child.

child?

Zhen Weisi felt puzzled for a moment, he could sense that he was not restrained at this time, but why did the other party feel relieved to let him get along with a child?Even if his gun is taken away, it doesn't mean that he is harmless.

Finding that there was no other breathing sound except himself and the child, Zhen Weisi was cautious, and after confirming it again, he turned over the moment he opened his eyes and made a gesture to cover the child. The movement of the child's mouth.

But this action was not successful.

It wasn't that someone held his breath and hid aside and restrained him, but that Zhen Weisi discovered something very wrong!

his body!Why!smaller! !

The little boy with black hair and green eyes and a bun face looked at his little meaty hands with a blank expression.

The child who was sitting by the chair watching each other looked curiously at the miniature version of Zhen Weisi, then jumped off the chair, ran to the door, opened the door and shouted childishly downstairs .

"PaPa, he's awake!"

Zhen Weisi didn't recover from this state until Harry walked upstairs. Harry walked up to him, squatted down, and stretched out his fingers to poke his fleshy face.

Zhen Weisi fell down as soon as he poked it, and Harry even vaguely felt that he saw a white mist that looked like a soul overflowing from Zhen Weis's mouth.

Ah, the situation of the other party seems to be a bit bad, Harry thought so, but for some reason, he couldn't restrain a smile on his face.

Why did things develop like this?

Zhen Weisi held a fork expressionlessly, sat on a specially raised chair, and stared at the food on his plate.

"Is it not to your taste?" Ginny, who was feeding her youngest daughter, asked intimately.

"No, it smells good, ma'am." Zhen Weisi replied subconsciously, and the other party rubbed his hair, "You are really polite."

Zhen Weisi: ...

It was the first time that a woman touched his head like this, and Zhen Weisi felt a little uncomfortable, as if covering up, he picked up the pumpkin pie and took a bite, chewing silently.

Forget it, settle accounts with that bastard named Harry later.

Harry secretly laughed at the side. At the age of 28, he is still cheerful and optimistic. Sometimes he even looks like a child. He is not afraid of Zhen Weisi who looks like this at all, and even wonders if he is his godfather It was like this when he was a child, and this resemblance made him feel very happy.

Even if he was stared at coldly by the miniature version of Zhen Weisi, it didn't affect his mood.

"Mr. Harry, please allow me to warn you, your current behavior is illegal imprisonment." Zhen Weisi's eyes were cold, and his tone was also cold.

It's a pity that no matter how serious a word is, it will not have any deterrent effect if it is said in a childish tone. At least Harry only finds it funny looking at Zhen Weisi like this.

He coughed, squatted down, and looked at Zhen Weisi, "Do you know my identity?"

Zhen Weisi said blankly, "Could it be that you are the savior who saved the world?"

To a certain extent, Zhen Weisi was right, but considering Zhen Weisi's expression that was obviously about to blow up, Harry decided not to tease him, his expression became serious, and he said seriously, "I hope you Calm down and listen to me."

"Do you think I can calm down like this?" Zhen Weisi tried his best to emit death rays, but all this was greatly compromised by his current size. When he realized this from Harry's expression, he even had So hopeless.

Shit!What the hell is his luck!

"Uh, actually, there is something between me and you," Harry scratched his cheek, he thought for a while, stood up and walked out of the room, and when he came back, he had a photo album in his hand , he turned to one of the pages under Zhen Weisi's gaze, and then placed it under his sight, "Have you noticed, this person looks very similar to you."

Zhen Weisi looked at the young man in the photo who was still greeting them. His pupils shrank slightly, he raised his head, and under Harry's expectant gaze, he blurted out:

"Another relative?"

But when the voice fell, Zhen Weisi and Harry were stunned together.

Zhen Weisi frowned, he realized that what he said was wrong, again?Why do you bring the word "you"?Obviously he had never experienced this before.

"Uh," Harry said cautiously, "do you have any missing relatives?"

Zhen Weisi was silent for a while. He always felt that this scene was so familiar, but he couldn't find a similar scene in his memory. In the end, he could only attribute it to the fact that he was probably dizzy with anger.

"Are you trying to say that he is my father?" Zhen Weisi asked.

Harry nodded. He took out his wand, stroked it a few times, and said, "Actually, I'm a wizard."

Oh, I'm actually a mutant, Zhen Weisi has a cold face, and I'm also a Hydra subordinate, and a villain.

Do you want to compare who has more titles?

Harry felt a strong mockery in those big green eyes, the kind aimed at his IQ.

Harry: ...I always feel that this kind of eyes looking at the mentally retarded is so familiar.

"I'm sorry for my previous behavior, but you pointed a gun at me at that time, and I can only do this." Harry said sincerely, after all, as a working Oro, he knew that after solving the dangerous wizard, he must eliminate the nuisance. Gua's memory, so he had to subdue Zhen Weisi at that time.

"There are many wonderful magics in the world of wizards, including blood detection. After I found out that you look very similar to my godfather, I used this magic on you, and it turns out that you are indeed my godfather. son."

"This doesn't explain why I am like this now." Zhen Weisi was unmoved.

Harry said softly, "Um, for safety." He didn't forget the murderous look in Zhen Weiss' eyes when he held the gun before, and Harry had reason to believe that if Zhen Weiss discovered his small movements, Will be shot dead by the opponent, which is enough to prove that his godfather's son is a dangerous person.

"So?" Zhen Weisi originally planned to cross his chest and look at Harry coldly to explain, but in the end he found that his short hands could not do this action.

Jane Weiss: ...

"Pfft." Harry couldn't hold back his laughter, and then the miniature version of Zhen Weiss glared viciously.

He coughed a few times, and was finally able to hold back his laughter, and then he responded to Zhen Weisi's words, "Uh, what do you mean by that sentence?"

"I mean, even if he is my father, does it matter?" Zhen Weisi, who was a little irritable, said impatiently, "I only know that I was an orphan since I was a child, and my parents are not that important to me." .”

Harry Potter: Doesn't it matter?

As long as Harry thinks of the joy he felt when he learned the news of his deceased parents, and seeing Zhen Weisi's indifference at this time, he can't understand it.

"Now, give me what can restore me." A chubby hand reached out to Harry's eyes.

Harry was in a bit of a dilemma. He really wanted to get close to Zhenweisi, because he was the godfather's son who disappeared behind the curtain for him, but Harry couldn't force him.

This made him frustrated, and he lowered his head and said, "Uh, okay, but I need to go to the potions room."

"I am with you."

However, Harry refused. He shook his head with an apologetic expression, "No." There are too many things in the potion room, and there are many dangerous items. Harry can't guarantee whether Zhen Weisi will do anything.

Little Zhen Weiss stared at Harry with big green eyes, and the expressionless expression on his white and tender bun made Harry wonder if the other party was angry again, but what he didn't expect was that Zhen Weiss nodded, "OK."

"Aren't you angry?" Harry couldn't help asking.

Zhen Weisi said lightly, "No."

"really?"

"Ah."

"you sure?"

"...can you stop making it look like a couple having a fight, Mr. Harry?" Zhen Weiss smiled, but his voice sounded like it was squeezed out of his teeth.

Zhen Weisi finally understood Bucky's feeling when facing him, probably in this state of wanting to kill the opponent but unable to do so.

The appearance of a child not only made Zhen Weiss inconvenient, but also made Harry a lot less vigilant towards him. After all, no one thought that a child who had shrunk to a body less than five years old could do anything, and seeing It seemed that Zhen Weisi became cooperative after getting Harry's assurance.

Since it was a bit late, Harry decided to give Zhen Weiss the antidote tomorrow. He warmly invited Zhen Weiss to sleep with him, and ignored Zhen Weiss face full of disgust, and talked to him enthusiastically Explained his own impression of the godfather Sirius.

Zhen Weisi was noncommittal to everything Harry said, and he didn't seem to be interested in it. No matter how dry Harry's mouth was, he wouldn't get much reaction.

Harry had tried his best, but he had no choice but to see Zhen Weisi's intentions, so he could only stop the night talk and say goodnight to the other party.

He was lying on the bed at first, thinking that after he gave Zhen Weisi the antidote tomorrow, he would still need to clean up Zhen Weisi's memory. Although he felt a little sorry, since Zhen Weisi made it clear that he did not want to contact The wizarding world, then for the sake of safety, and his basic duties as an Auror, he had to do it, he had to...

Harry's eyelids gradually became heavy, and his consciousness fell into a blur.

Zhen Weisi, who he thought had fallen asleep, sat up. He got out of bed, groped through Harry's clothes, and as expected, found a glass bottle that seemed to be the antidote.

He stared at the potion in the bottle for about tens of seconds, then suddenly laughed lowly, then put the bottle on the bed table, and his eyes fell on the face of Harry who knew nothing about it.

"Goodbye."

he said softly.

Just like he underestimated Harry at the time, Harry underestimated him too. Sometimes, it doesn’t necessarily require a gun or the size of an adult. Some common things in life are enough for him to combine into comatose drugs up.

From the very beginning, Zhen Weisi didn't believe the other party's words, which probably wasn't expected by Harry.

He was deceived by Zhen Weisi's reaction.

Early in the morning, a child appeared on the streets of London. He was alone and entered a telephone booth when the patrolling police were about to approach him for questioning.

In a hidden place, Bucky suddenly felt the vibration of his mobile phone. He took out his mobile phone, and there was a series of unfamiliar numbers on it.

"You disappeared for a day, Zhen Weisi." Bucky said coldly after connecting.

However, what he didn't expect was that it wasn't his partner's voice coming from the phone, but a childish voice.

"Honey, please help!" Zhen Weisi in the phone booth wanted to cry, but he didn't expect that his ability would shrink after he became smaller, and he could only use it to escape phone bills!

Or should I say that he still has to thank him for escaping the phone bill?Otherwise, is he going to the police station to say that he and his father are lost?

Oh, who is dad you ask?

Who else but Bucky, hehe.

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