[Comprehensive British and American] Go, Pikachu!

In the morning, Lance walked out of the room with Anthony in his arms. Anthony sat in Lance's arms energetically, his small body leaning forward obviously, "Ah~"

Anthony stretched out his little fleshy hand, and the target was obviously a warmed milk bottle in Maria's hand.

"Ha~" Lance rubbed his eyes and yawned, and hugged Anthony, "Good morning."

"Good morning, Lance, haven't you slept well?" Maria said as she handed over the bottle in her hand.

"Well, Anthony went to bed very late last night, and played with him for a while." Lance helped Anthony hold the bottle, watching him hold the handle of the bottle with both hands, and started drinking.

"Pika~" Pikachu lay on Lance's shoulder and watched Anthony drink milk curiously.

"Children are very energetic, especially babies. They sleep a lot during the day, and naturally they go to bed very late at night." Maria said with a smile, touching Anthony's chubby face.

"Hmm..." Anthony had a pacifier in his mouth, making a vague sound, watching the milk in the bottle decrease little by little with his big green eyes.

Maria went to the studio to find Howard with breakfast, Lance came to the dining table with Anthony in his arms, holding him in one hand, and wanted to get bread with the other hand, Bucky handed him a wiped bread Bread with jam, "Eat this, Lance."

"Thank you, Bucky." Lance took it with a smile, and sat on the chair with Anthony in his arms.

"Can he only drink milk now?" Clinton dug a large spoonful of peanut butter and put it on the bread and asked. Then he spread the bread and shook it in front of Anthony's eyes. "Do you want to eat it, little Anthony?"

"Ugh~" Anthony was instinctively curious about the food in front of him. He spit out the pacifier and stretched out a small meaty hand to grab the bread, but was dodged by Clinton, and then stuffed it into his mouth under Anthony's gaze. inside.

"This is too sweet, baby. Although you don't have teeth yet, you still can't eat it." After all, Clinton just wanted to tease Anthony.

"Hmm!" Anthony stared at Clinton with big green eyes, wondering why the slice of bread that was in front of him just now got into someone else's mouth.

Seeing that Little Anthony didn't even drink milk, Natasha stepped on Clinton hard, and stuffed all the bread in his hand before he cried out, almost choking Clinton to death.

"QTQ, Xiaona, you are too ruthless!" Clinton finally found water, swallowed the bread and said.

"Yes!" Natasha glanced at him, "What if you make him cry."

"Who made you cry?" asked Tony, who had just arrived in the living room and didn't know why. At the same time, when Tony was talking, Anthony giggled for some reason.

He happily shook the bottle in his hand, and jumped up restlessly in Lance's arms, not knowing why he was so excited.

"Hey, baby, you're so energetic in the morning." Tony walked to Lance's side, reached out to grab Anthony's chubby hand, and then put it on his lips for a kiss, touching his prickly beard Anthony's tender little hands tickled him, and he laughed again.

"Good morning, Lance." Naturally, after kissing Anthony's little hand, Tony raised his head and kissed Lance's lips.

"Huh? Blueberry?" After leaving, Tony raised his eyebrows and licked his lips.

Lance stretched out his hand, and there was a bit of bread that hadn't been eaten on it, "...the jam is blueberry..."

"Wow, it's really good to abuse a dog early in the morning!" Clinton looked at the two and said, winking at Tony, and then put his arm around Bucky, who was quietly spreading bread beside him.

He said in an exaggerated tone, "Oh, what does this bread taste like?"

Bucky: "..." He stopped what he was doing and looked at Clinton quietly.

"Does it taste like blueberries? Oh, my God, I want to taste it!" After finishing speaking, Clinton lowered his head and leaned over, biting off a large piece of bread that Bucky had already spread.

Bucky: "..." He looked down silently at the missing piece of bread.

Here, Clinton had finished eating the bread and was smacking his lips. He put his arms around Bucky and came towards him with a smirk, and then pouted, "Baby, come and taste it!"

Bucky: "!!!"

Looking at Clinton's face getting closer and closer with disgust, Bucky couldn't bear it and stuffed the bread in his hand into his mouth. When the bread was stuffed in, he suddenly grabbed Clinton's chair with one hand, and then Pull him away from Bucky.

With bread stuffed in his mouth, Clinton was pushed aside with the chair, "Hmmmm?"

Steve let go of the hand holding the Clinton chair, pulled another chair with an upright face, and sat on the other side of Bucky, "Hey, Bucky, here you are." A piece of bread was handed to Bucky.

"Thanks, Steve." Bucky took it with a smile.

"..." Clinton, can't you just play QTQ

"By the way, T'Challa will come here today with the ready-made Vibranium body, and Helen's body is also ready."

"Sol, remember to bring your hammer." Tony looked at Sol and said.

"No problem," Saul nodded.

At the same time, while the Avengers were discussing how to activate the bodies of Jarvis and Vision, in the magical world of England, Newt went to find Snape for a bottle of healing potion, and then Attached a credit owl and sent it.

This bottle of potion is the potion that Pietro promised to use to heal Charles' legs. Originally, Newt wanted to check the condition of Charles' legs, but he didn't expect to receive the letter from Tina when he came back. So he came to England impatiently, but it was still a step too late.

Voldemort was killed when he wanted to kill the prophesied child. Although the child was still alive, his family...

These days, Newt has been working with Dumbledore and the others to quell the turmoil after Voldemort's death. Now the situation in all aspects has finally calmed down, so Newt found the opportunity to ask Snape for a bottle of potion and send it. If this potion doesn't work well, maybe I should just go to America, Newt thought.

Just as Newt was thinking, suddenly there was a violent knock on the door, accompanied by a little wizard yelling, "Professor, professor, it's not good, the savior is gone!"

Newt: "..."

Swipe to open the door, the little wizard still maintained the movement of reaching out to knock on the door, and when he saw Newt coming out, he immediately tugged on his sleeve, "Professor, follow me, the savior is gone."

Newt didn't understand why he followed and left. On the way, he asked the little wizard what was going on. The little wizard also looked blank. He just came to find him at the order of Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Principal!" After arriving in the hall, Newt went to Dumbledore's side. The hall was noisy at this time, obviously the little wizards were talking about this matter, and Snape was standing next to Dumbledore, obviously his face had changed. Can't see the black...

"What's going on?" Snape asked with a dark face and a cold voice, he also just arrived here, "Why did he disappear, why did everyone suddenly know?" Snape looked at the little wizard in the hall Speaking of.

"Look at this." Lucius Malfoy held his exquisite snake-headed scepter in one hand, and passed a newspaper in the other.

Snape reached out to take it and read it with Newt. The newspaper contained the words of Aunt Harry Potter's family. They said that their family was really poor and couldn't afford to raise another child. , Harry didn’t have enough to eat or wear warm clothes at their house, and even picked up clothes that their son didn’t want to wear, and now they don’t even have a decent toy or crib...

They were ashamed of Lily and also of Harry, so for the sake of Harry's health, they found Harry a wealthy family to adopt him.

I don't know who was the first to know this news and published it, and there was a discussion topic on this issue. Should the savior change a guardian to live a happy life?

"Stupid, he will be safe only if he stays with the Dursleys." Snape cursed in a low voice to the person who posted the message, frowning and looked at the newspaper again, "It didn't mention the adopted family Who is it?"

"No, we can only go to Dursley and ask." Dumbledore took the newspaper to prevent Snape from tearing it up angrily.

"So, who the hell is this person who published this story with his head full of achnatherum?"

Obviously, this matter has become known to everyone, and I believe those Death Eaters must know it too. Once Harry is not under the protection of blood magic, the Death Eaters must be like hyenas who smell meat. Kill the prey.

"Those idiots from the Ministry of Magic." Lucius straightened his cuffs and said, "Obviously some people think it's a good way to post it, and of course it doesn't rule out that the Ministry of Magic has something we haven't discovered... . " Lucius glanced at Dumbledore meaningfully.

"Principal, let's ask the Dursleys now." Newt also frowned and said, he was worried about Harry's safety now.

"Professor McGonagall, you are here to appease these children, let's go to Dursley." Dumbledore took off his glasses, wiped them and put them on again.

Dursley’s house, oh no, it should be said that this is not Dursley’s house anymore. After Dursley disclosed this matter to the wizarding world as required, Mycroft changed a house for them to live in. Obviously, it is much more upscale than here, and of course the job has changed, these are the conditions when signing the document.

"Sherlock, do you want to be quiet for a while..." Watson watched Sherlock turn around speechlessly, and he hadn't been idle since he arrived here.

"They're coming, aren't you excited?" Sherlock said excitedly, and at the same time picked up a baseball bat from Dursley's house and swung it.

Watson: No, what if those wizards wave their wands and unknowingly cast magic on us when they disagree?

Mycroft, who was sitting on the sofa and flipping through the newspaper, took the time to glance at Watson, "Don't worry, Watson, we will have a pleasant conversation."

Watson: ...

He glanced at Sherlock suspiciously...

"Oh! Are they here?" Sherlock suddenly looked at the door and said.

At the same time, Mycroft said, "Anthea, open the door." The woman who had been playing with her mobile phone quietly and non-existently, heard this and walked to the door. At this moment, the doorbell rang.

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