Superman is my primary school classmate

The white skyline gradually rose, and the vehicle drove all the way, and finally parked slowly behind the hut.

"Last night... there was no typhoon... right?" Sean was dumbfounded seeing everything in front of him.

It can no longer be called a house in front of me. The roof was violently lifted, and the original wall seemed to have been bombarded by explosives. The edge of the huge hole was covered with a layer of charred carbon, and the residual limbs of the house on the ground fell into pieces. It fell to the ground.

There was a smell of fire in the air. The grass and trees fell to the ground, and the leaves seemed to have been shaken off by a huge impact. They spread a thick layer on the ground, and stepped on the dead leaves, making a crisp sound.

Sean went around the house, but before entering the house, he saw the incomplete door on the ground, and the remaining half of the door was stubbornly left on the door frame.

Sean stepped directly into the house without unlocking it.

"Hermione!"

The figure skipped by, and when Sean realized it, Ron had already run around the house.

Not half a figure was seen.

"What's the noise?"

Before the person appeared, the voice came first, and some angry female voices floated over faintly, carrying a chilling killing intent.

It was the effect of the ignore spell, Ron's eyes lit up, the ears on his head, and the tail on the back of his buttocks popped out all at once.

The wind blew from Storm's feet, and her anger turned into a solid body and rushed towards her face.

"Who was it just now?" Storm screamed.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her eyes were blue and black, her lips were pale, and the dizziness caused by lack of sleep caused Storm to have a splitting headache. Ron's loud shouts were like a small hammer hitting the back of his head one after another. It didn't hurt. But it's really annoying.

After the Ignoring Curse disappeared, Professor X got up from the bed with Hermione's support, and the bed re-transformed in front of everyone, turning into the wheelchair under Professor X.

Not long ago, a fierce battle just ended.

Magneto, who came suddenly, seemed to rush over when everyone was not around the professor, and the two sides fought, and the situation changed.

The only fortunate thing is that the place of the battle is not a city full of steel buildings, but a remote suburb, and Magneto's ability has not exerted its full strength.

Relying on Storm Girl's support, she withstood several attacks.

The victory of this battle also depends on a foreign aid member——Hermione, she is an accident that Magneto never guessed.

Even Professor X praised the efficiency of Hermione's spell. He threw a "slack of strength" in the past, and Magneto fell from the sky to the ground with a "crack". Stared at Hermione.

"Magneto is actually here." Xiao En said in fear, "What about others?"

Hermione: "Here."

Following the direction Hermione pointed, Sean saw Magneto sitting under a big tree with dazed eyes.

Magneto's hands and feet were trapped by ropes, and he took off his helmet, revealing short silver hair, without the usual arrogance, but with a bewildered childlike face.

Ron stepped forward and kicked Magneto fiercely, and said angrily, "Bad guy! You deserved to be tied up here for letting you attack Hermione!"

Magneto was in a daze, and was suddenly kicked to the ground. He felt a sharp pain in his arm, and burst into tears with a "wow", "Dad! Dad! It hurts so much!!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !"

"Damn it." Ron was dumbfounded, he still touched porcelain at such an age, he didn't bring such a thing.

Professor X blew out, "Okay, okay, baby don't cry, be obedient, this brother was playing with you just now?"

Such a weird conversation was actually uttered from the mouths of two elderly people who were almost two hundred years old together, which really surprised everyone present.

Storm is also a little speechless, but after all, she is a respected professor, she still chooses to accept it silently, explaining: "The professor is afraid that Magneto will suddenly explode, so he hypnotizes him, and reconstructs his memory, making him think that the professor is himself. father."

Professor X noticed the disbelieving gaze on him, and interjected: "In this world, the relationship between father and son is the closest and not easy to be questioned, so I made this decision."

Where is it not easy to be questioned...

Sean's eyeballs are about to pop out. The professor must have done it on purpose. It's not easy for you to be questioned?God, doesn't he think it's strange that he is wrinkled and has a father who is about the same age as him? !

The professor must have been stimulated by Magneto before, so he punished him so hard.

According to Professor X's urine, it is absolutely impossible to kill Magneto. The thing the professor is most willing to do is to influence and train him.

When Magneto regains his sanity, I hope that X Academy will remain intact...

It is the greatest blessing for the professor to see that everyone is safe and sound.

"Sean, I have had your mother and grandma brought to the academy."

What they were most afraid of was involving other humans. Professor X still decided that it would be most appropriate to keep Xiao En's family members in the academy.

The aircraft controlled by Storm fell from the sky and mercilessly crushed on the original site of the house, directly speaking of the only few years remaining wall, crushed to pieces.

Everyone hurriedly took the wrong step to prevent the tragedy of being crushed into meatloaf.

Storm was also choked by the dust and coughed again and again, "Sorry, I'm too sleepy and didn't grasp the direction well."

It took a few hours for the aircraft to drive, and Storm changed to autopilot, and quickly fell asleep leaning on the chair.

"It's finally over." Sean looked out of the plane window, and the cotton-like clouds were floating around them. The fluffy clouds made Sean want to take a bite now.

The aircraft flew quickly and steadily towards New York. It was obvious that the metropolis was his hometown, but now, the academy had become another place where he could shelter and take him in.

It's only been more than half a month since I left, but it seems like I haven't seen each other for a long time. As soon as I got off the plane, I was greeted with a familiar atmosphere, looking at the college, I felt kind everywhere.

The other students who stayed in the college had already received the news, and they were waiting eagerly for everyone in the hall.

After Professor X and the students briefly explained, they each returned to their rooms to rest.

Tom looked at the mutants walking around the room with interest, whether it was talking or behaving like ordinary Muggles, but the flames and icicles that spewed out from time to time, people who could penetrate the walls out of thin air, Constantly reminding him that they are all mutants.

Funny, Tom hides his interest in mutants.

Compared with wizards, mutants' abilities are too simple. At present, it seems that they can only perform one kind of ability, and more proficient, a single ability can also make tens of thousands of changes.

For example, the bald old man I saw earlier was said to be able to manipulate and recognize thoughts. Tom's heart was churning. Compared with other mutants who may be useless, this ability is completely divine.

Tom literally made it his own.

However, after Tom calmed down a bit, he told himself that the important thing now was how to get Sean away from here.

The only guys in the way are the two in front of me.

"Harry, you two live next door to us."

Xiao En deliberately cleaned up the room. Originally, there was a kid who always looked unhappy and skipped classes next door. This time it was a holiday. I heard that he was picked up by his parents and would never come to school again. The room just happened to be vacant.

After Ron and Sean said goodbye, they jumped back and landed on the bed. The soft mattress was bouncing and bouncing, swaying back and forth on the waves, and said comfortably: "It turns out that the Muggle dormitory is like this." ?It reminds me of when I was in school."

Although it is not as good as Hogwarts, there are all kinds of beds and tables in the room.

Harry laughed, "At that time, you also lived next to me."

Ron was caught in the memory, "I really miss the Hogwarts lunch. The Ministry of Magic's working meal is really terrible. Harry, can't you give your opinion to the Minister? Harry?"

"Shh."

Harry heard small voices coming through the crack of the door, and he leaned against the back of the door, his ear pressed against it.

Sean said: "Dad, you can go to rest now, and when you rest well, let's go see grandma and the others together."

Anna was arranged to rest in the medical room downstairs. Her body was recovering well. It was just that she had been frightened too much before, and the wound was healing well. Resting is enough.

Tom smiled, "Okay, let's meet later."

Tom's smile was reflected in Harry's eyes, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, until the door of Tom's room was lightly closed, still lingering in his chest.

Ron didn't dare to speak loudly, even his breathing became lighter, "Harry, what did you find?"

Harry's left hand is wearing a metal watch, which looks no different from that worn by ordinary office workers, but if you look closely, you can find that the watch has no hour and second hands, and there are no numbers representing the hour on the dial. Different patterns that do not understand the meaning are drawn in several corners of the dial.

On the meticulously crafted watch, the pointer trembled slightly, as if the battery was gone, it moved forward one step, and then returned.

Ron knew that this meant that there was black magic around, and the more obvious the magic power, the greater the shaking of the pointer.

"Sean was marked by those guys." Ron thought so, "Maybe the magic power on his body hasn't completely dissipated."

With Tom's smile in his mind, Harry murmured in agreement, "… maybe."