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

"Looks like you're not feeling well?"

Familiar words are spoken by different people.

"Why do you think so?" Zhen Weisi handed the potion ingredients to Harry and replied.

Harry: ...because your voice is limp now.

He stopped moving, his green eyes looked at his godfather's son with a little worry, "Can I listen?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Zhen Weisi smiled at Harry, "It's just that I didn't expect that I would go to the university campus one day. It's really wonderful. After all, university sounds full of youth and vitality."

Harry looked at Zhen Weiss showing such a murderous smile, thinking about his student days, he patted Zhen Weiss on the shoulder and comforted him, "If you really can't change it, you can actually change it for the better." Think about it."

"I don't think I can think of the good at all." Zhen Weisi muttered, just thinking about his current age makes him feel uncomfortable.

But there is no way, McCoff's decision never requires the consent of the person concerned, because when he tells you about it, he really just informs you.

So it was a certainty that Zhen Weisi would go to school, and the British government would not accept the refusal.

Although he complained, Zhen Weisi did not refuse after all, because he could see that it was because of his family's concern for him, they hoped that he could better integrate into normal life, and the ivory tower Students are often simpler and more suitable for him to contact this society.

But there is one thing Zhen Weisi wants to fight for, he hopes to study in the United States.

As for the reason-

"I know you didn't completely attack the Hydra organization last time, and they still have power to hide." Zhen Weisi crossed his arms and looked at Mycroft with raised eyebrows, "You know I won't give up on pursuing them Yes, and the United States is their base camp, and I can only catch them if I stay there."

If McCoff hadn't asked him to go to school, Zhen Weisi's next days would probably be eating, sleeping and beating Bucky, and if he wanted to beat up his original partner, then he had to find the hidden Hydra again, because they didn't Will give up Bucky, such a handy and easy-to-use weapon.

"...So, your brother agreed?" Harry couldn't help asking after hearing Zhen Weisi's story.

Zhen Weisi rolled his eyes, "Yes, Mycroft agreed very simply."

Harry was a little surprised, he blinked, "It seems that he is not as strong as you said." He thought Zhen Weisi would be rejected.

Zhen Weisi: ...That's because he already knew that I would say that.

He still remembers the look on Mycroft's face at that time.

After hearing his words, Mycroft casually elongated his tone, "Do you think I will prepare everything for you?" Then McCoff stood up, raised the black umbrella in his hand, with a half-smile on his face, " Are you still a child, Zhen Weisi?"

"As long as you can pass the exam, I don't care where you go."

Zhen Weisi looked at him hesitantly, so easy to talk?

As it turns out, no.

"The premise is that you can get into it by yourself, and it's not a school I've never heard of." Mycroft looked at his younger brother leisurely, and said the last sentence, which meant something.

Zhen Weisi had a bad feeling, he coughed, "Which school are you referring to?"

"If it's the United States, at least it's Harvard or Massachusetts." Mycroft said in a relaxed tone, with a natural tone, "I believe you won't let me down, right?"

Zhenweisi · Hydra's former subordinate · illiterate · Black: ... the pill.

If the Great Devil Mycroft is disappointed, there will definitely be no good things waiting for him.

Harry waved his wand, and the fluorescent green font appeared in the air. When the writing gradually disappeared, he looked at Zhen Weiss sympathetically, "There is only one month left before the application deadline."

Although Harry has now settled in the wizarding world, he is not that kind of pure-blood wizard after all. He still knows something about the Muggle world, so he also knows something about those famous schools, including the date of the entrance examination.

Can an illiterate enter a world-renowned university within a month?

Just thinking about the difficulty involved, Harry Potter, the former scumbag and the current Auror captain, couldn't help but mourn for his brother.

He felt that this was probably a very difficult task for Zhen Weisi, and all he could do was to cheer on his brother from the sidelines.

Zhen Weisi fell into deep thought, his eyes rolled, and soon, an idea flashed across his mind, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his smile was quite sly.

He figured out a way.

Snape didn't target Harry for too long. A week later, he revealed the secret recipe of a potion, and at the same time guided Harry to brew the potion.

As a result, Harry was sprayed with dog blood. When he came out of the potions room, his feet were floating, his head was full of trolls, splendens, and slugs. After Potions class, he hadn't seen Professor Snape like this for a long time, and he even really doubted whether his IQ had become a troll level.

This time, Zhen Weisi looked at his brother sympathetically. Even if he was waiting outside the door, he could hear the black-haired professor's growl, and the never-repeating, fancy-style mocking sentences. Those who are psychologically fragile may not be able to hold back their tears and break the door halfway through.

The potion that Harry brewed didn't smell very good, it even had a rotten smell, and the color was also dark purple, looking like the kind of poison|poison that kills in seconds.

With the attitude that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Zhen Weisi drank it in one gulp, and the next second he entered a sage state.

Harry: "...are you okay?"

His brother turned his head slowly, with a look on his face that I'm fine, I can't be better, and said in a low tone, "Is this what you wizards usually drink?"

Harry: ...Wait, did I see the soul floating out of Zhen Weisi's mouth? !

No one knows, this is because Professor Snape deliberately added materials that do not affect the efficacy of the potion, but can make the taste of the potion indescribable. Looking at the face that resembled Sirius, the Potions Professor couldn't help but move his hands around the corner.

Regarding his behavior, the potions professor didn't feel guilty at all. He even waved his sleeves and left the portrait in the potions room without saying anything.

Now that the thing in his head has been solved, Zhen Weisi will naturally not continue to live in the wizarding world, not only because he does not want to trouble Harry, but also because the wizarding world cannot use high technology, which is very uncomfortable for him.

"So that's why you're here to keep harassing me?"

Putting down the bowstring for playing the violin, Sherlock looked down at Zhen Weisi who came uninvited.

"What is harassment?"

Zhen Weisi, who was lying on the sofa and couldn't get up, rolled his eyes, "I'm your brother, Sherlock."

"I don't have an illiterate brother." Sherlock said without thinking.

Watson watched silently as Sherlock's cell phone flew up out of thin air, and then hit its owner, only to be avoided by Sherlock with a tilt of his head.

"I don't have a younger brother who is too lazy to have a roommate to take care of everything." Zhen Weisi replied not to be outdone.

"Congratulations on our first pleasant exchange." The curly-haired detective raised his chin slightly, and he showed a smirk, signaling the door, "So the guy who is not my brother can leave consciously?"

As a result, when Sherlock saw that Zhen Weiss really got up from the sofa and was about to leave, a strange color flashed in those pale gray eyes. He didn't think Zhen Weiss would listen to him.

It's as if Sherlock never listens to Mycroft and always fights against his brother. Although Zhen Weisi was quite well-behaved when he was young, but now he has become a bear child and he is almost the same as Sherlock .

When Zhen Weisi walked to the door, he turned around and sighed towards Sherlock, "Well, although I have no place to live now, since you don't welcome me, I can only leave, brother always It’s for my younger brother.”

Sherlock was unmoved, he even looked at Zhen Weisi with suspicion, he always felt that Zhen Weisi had some other tricks.

But Zhen Weisi didn't say anything, he just walked down the stairs step by step with heavy steps, his back was bleak.

"Uh……"

The doctor couldn't stand it anymore, he said, "Zhen Weisi, if you don't mind sleeping on the sofa—"

The head poking out from the door quickly interrupted his words, the green eyes were full of smiles, "Of course I don't mind," he sighed, "Thank you for your kindness, John, you are much more considerate than Sherlock. "

The big curly-haired detective standing by the window viciously pulled the bowstring once, and the violin made a piercing sound of sawing wood.Sherlock thought angrily, he knew Zhen Weisi had another move!

He should have thought of that, John's damned sympathy!

Regardless of Sherlock's staring gaze, Zhen Weisi happily lay back on the sofa and stayed there.

Although Zhen Weisi was still a villain before, and worked hard for Hydra with his former partner, but unlike Bucky who has no interest in other things except missions, Zhen Weisi still has a little bit of his own money, so even though he lived on Baker Street, he also paid the rent.

Except for bickering with Sherlock every day, his attitude towards other people is pretty good. At least Mrs. Hudson always thinks Zhen Weiss has a much better temper than Sherlock.

Sherlock's attitude towards this is to continue to play the sound of sawing wood with the violin, he doesn't bother to argue with them!

Especially an illiterate one!