American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

"Do you know her? Harry."

Mark waited until Cho Chang left, then asked him curiously.

"Yes."

Harry said, somewhat absentmindedly.

"She is Cho Chang, from Ravenclaw."

Mark nodded, correcting Harry, "Her name should be Zhang Qiu. Dad said that 'Easterners' put their surname before their given name, Zhang—Qiu."

Mark pronounced Zhang Qiu's name in fluent Chinese.

"Speaking of which..."

Harry looked at Mark in confusion after hearing his fluent Chinese.

"I think you look a little Asian, Mark. Are you really Mr. Patrick's biological son?"

"Of course, I am."

Mark immediately denied Harry's words, saying decisively, "Of course, I am my father's child. It's just... my mother might have some Asian blood."

Even as he said this, Mark fell into thought.

Maybe he was like Horus and Boom Boom, picked up from somewhere.

But the feeling of a close, soul-deep connection with his father was not fake.

He suspected that he really was sent from the future to the present by a mysterious person or force.

Maybe in the future, Dad married an Asian and had him.

Could it be that Dad really married Ms. Daisy?

Afternoon.

Harry left the classroom, preoccupied, after finishing his lesson.

Mark was called away by Ron, and he didn't know what the two were discussing.

He and Ron were still in a state of cold war.

"Harry, come here for a moment."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came over.

Harry turned around and saw the familiar figure of Hermione, slightly surprised.

"Hermione, you've finally come."

"Yes, I was invited to the farm by Mr. Patrick. Although I refused, he kept inviting me. Since I skipped a few days of class, I estimate it will take a long time to catch up."

Hermione said with a slightly smug expression.

Harry: . . .

I think you wanted to go yourself, right?!

After that, Hermione looked around and whispered to him, "Come with me, someone wants to see you."

Saying that, Hermione took Harry's hand and walked outside.

"Who... who wants to see me? Hermione."

Harry asked in surprise.

"You'll know when you see them."

Hermione didn't say anything, directly taking him to a room near the Great Hall.

When he saw the situation in the room clearly, he was shocked.

He didn't expect Fleur to be in the room too!

Fleur's face showed a shocked expression when she saw Harry appear, "Harry... Potter?!"

As the two stared at each other, the door creaked open.

Then a figure slowly walked in.

After seeing who it was, Harry's face was filled with astonishment, "Mr. Patrick!"

"What? Are you surprised to see me, Potter?"

Peter turned his gaze to the two of them, "And Miss Delacour."

Fleur stood up, looking at Peter with some nervousness, "Mr. Patrick."

"Don't be nervous, Fleur, and Harry. I asked you to come here just to chat. Sit down."

Harry and Fleur both nodded and slowly sat down.

Harry remembered that he had been to this office before. The previous two owners of the office were Lockhart and Professor Lupin.

Now this classroom has been abandoned.

But he still remembered the days when Professor Lockhart was here, the walls were covered with photos of Professor Lockhart himself smiling and winking.

When Professor Lupin was here, he would often encounter some very wonderful and novel dark magic creatures, which Professor Lupin brought for them to study in the classroom.

Now, the office is filled with a lot of strange gadgets and sundries, Harry guessed that these were all things they discarded and didn't use.

"What do you two think about the Triwizard Tournament?"

Peter asked directly, getting straight to the point.

Harry hesitated for a moment. He and Fleur exchanged glances.

After Peter's treatment of Fleur's mouth last time, she had a good impression of Peter, but it hadn't reached the point of sharing thoughts without reservation.

"It's okay."

A smile appeared on Peter's face, "Cheating has always been an important part of the Triwizard Tournament."

"I... I didn't cheat, Mr. Patrick."

Harry said, pursing his lips.

"I know, Harry, you want a fair competition, but from the beginning, the competition was not fair."

Peter said slowly to the two of them, "This competition, from the beginning, exceeded your abilities, and far exceeded them. In essence, it is unfair to you, so even if you cheat, in this unfair environment, it's nothing."

Peter said words that completely stunned Fleur and Harry.

"I told Dumbledore from the beginning that he can go ahead and promote a noble style, but I dare say that Madam Maxime and Karkaroff are by no means so detached. They will do everything possible to tell their champions everything, because they just want to win, to win over Dumbledore."

Saying that, Peter looked at the stunned Fleur and said to her, "I guess Madam Maxime will soon tell you relevant information about the competition tasks."

Peter paused for a moment, "And I will also give you some kind, general advice."

"But... Mr. Patrick, you are Raven and them's father. You must want them to win, right? Why would you tell us two about the competition information?"

Fleur asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Because if you compete against them, it is inherently unfair, and naturally I don't want to see such a one-sided situation. Besides, Harry is someone I watched grow up, and naturally I won't let anything happen to him."

Harry: "?!"

It seems that Mr. Patrick only met me in my second year, that is, when I was 12 years old, right?

Although he was a little puzzled in his heart, Harry was still very touched.

It seems that Mr. Patrick also regards himself as family.

Fleur's face showed a dissatisfied expression when she heard Peter say that she was not as good as Raven and them.

She hadn't competed with Raven yet.

How could she be inferior to her?

Moreover, she was also the most outstanding student at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

It seemed that she had to find an opportunity to communicate with Raven and them in the competition.

"Your first task is a powerful enemy from another world, with immense strength, or able to fly, with various superpowers. You need to escape from the area he controls in the allotted time. This is not a simple matter."

Peter said to him with a serious expression, "Next, I will teach you some magical spells to fight against powerful enemies."

"But Mr. Patrick, do Raven and Mark know?"

Hearing Peter reveal the task information, Harry asked hesitantly.

"No, they don't know yet."

Harry nodded.

Then, after Mr. Patrick taught him the magical spells, he would tell Mark, Raven, Tom, and Loki.

Fleur hesitated for a moment and thanked Peter, "Thank you, Mr. Patrick."

Seeing the two agree, Peter began to teach the two some Rune magic.

Especially Rune magic related to concealment and escape.

To ensure the safety of the two, Peter also gave the two amulets.

The amulet contained sand, and the sand could protect the two at critical moments according to his will, to prevent accidents from happening.

As for why he didn't call the other competing champion, Krum.

The other party's gloomy appearance made him rely on his own strength.

After teaching the two magic, Peter left Hogwarts.

Fleur, wearing the rhombus crystal amulet that Peter gave her, looked at Peter's leaving figure with a complex expression.

On the other side, Harry, looking at Fleur's actions and expressions, suddenly felt a little familiar.

When Mr. Peter gave Hermione an amulet back then, Hermione also had this expression, right?!

Returning to the farm, Peter was about to ask what Little Horus had researched with the funds he had allocated.

There was less than a week left until the first task of the Triwizard Tournament began.

He also wanted these few naughty children to experience a legion battle in the Warhammer world.

At that time, they might need the equipment that Horus had researched.

"Horus?"

Peter called Horus's name and entered the farm.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in the farm.

"Wanda?!"

Peter looked at the suddenly appearing Scarlet Witch in shock, his face full of surprise.

Wanda, dressed in casual clothes, ran over excitedly and hugged him tightly when she saw Peter appear.

"Peter!"

Embracing Wanda, who had grown a lot, Peter coughed.

Didn't she used to call him "Mr. Patrick"?

Why so affectionate now?

After complaining in his heart, Peter asked her, "Wanda, why did you come to the farm? Did something happen on your side?"

"No, it's not."

Wanda let go of Peter's hand, explaining, "I'm fine. I'm here to participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

"You're here to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?"

Peter asked her in confusion, "How did you know?"

Wanda explained to Peter, "Star-Lord and Gwen told me."

Hearing her say that, Peter immediately understood.

It turned out that Gwen and Star-Lord were the ones who did it!

Gwen had a bracelet that could travel through different dimensional worlds at will.

He wanted to find trouble with the two of them, but the two of them were no longer in the farm.

"Sir, don't you want me to participate?"

Wanda asked, somewhat disappointed, seeing that Peter didn't speak.

"No, of course I wouldn't think that way."

Peter shook his head and said.

He guessed that Star-Lord used the foreign aid quota of the other two schools to fool Wanda into participating in the competition.

"I... I miss you very much, sir."

Wanda stared at Peter, saying to him with some excitement.

"Me too, Wanda."

Peter put his hand on Wanda's shoulder and said to her, "Tell me, what's been happening in the Marvel world recently?"