America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

Hogwarts doesn't exist in this world; the Harry Potter novels are merely the product of that British female author's imagination. However, what likely inspired her novels was a strange phenomenon inadvertently displayed by a wizard or witch.

The news was on TV. My dad always loved watching the news, seeing what events were happening.

Liqun and his father each occupied a sofa. Liqun was watching "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire," while his father was watching TV.

According to television news, a severe car accident occurred in Indiana due to a blizzard, involving 30 vehicles in a chain collision, making it the worst car accident in recent years.

After the major car accident in Indiana was reported, the next news item reported that snow disasters had caused traffic disruptions in many places, and various serious accidents were occurring one after another.

Li Qun listened for a while and felt very upset.

After all, this is America, a capitalist country where capital reigns supreme, and disaster relief is not the government's responsibility.

However, many people also spontaneously went to the disaster area to provide relief out of humanitarian concern.

On December 31, 2000, the other side of the world had already entered 2001.

"Dad, are you going to wait until midnight to ring in the new year?" Li Qun asked, nestled on the sofa.

"It's a show that only happens once a year, so of course I'll wait for it."

Liqun continued to stay with her father in front of the TV, waiting for the New Year's Eve moment. The TV showed the scene in Times Square, where millions of people were also waiting for the New Year to arrive.

After attending and watching a Thanksgiving parade, Li Qun knew exactly how grueling large-scale events in Manhattan could be.

In Lower Manhattan, millions of experienced people wear diapers to get there, and getting home after the New Year's countdown is even more grueling, with many not getting home until three or four in the morning.

I'm in Times Square!

Just as Li Qun was thinking, Harry sent a selfie. He was squeezed in the crowd, wearing a hat and scarf. Former Duke Leopold also appeared in Harry's selfie, and the two of them were laughing like fools, showing their white teeth.

Good luck to you.

Liqun responded to the message.

Time passed slowly, and Liqun edited the message, waiting to send it to her friends at 0:00.

As the New Year approached, Liqun heard the sound of fireworks exploding, and it was quite loud, probably coming from Chinatown.

As the night sky brightened, Li Qun sent out the message. Around the same time, Gwen and Peter also sent him messages, but Harry was a little slower.

Li Qun guessed that Harry was currently in Times Square, partying and shouting with the crazy crowd.

New Year's Day meant nothing to Norman Osborn. He simply went home to spend Christmas with Harry before returning to the Osborn Industrial Park to continue his secret research, not wanting to rest for even a moment.

"Okay, you can go to sleep now."

The old man got up from the sofa and stretched. Li Qun wasn't staying at the old man's place that night. After saying goodbye to the old man, he went downstairs and left through the back door to go home and sleep.

New York has a vibrant nightlife, with some shops staying open until 2 a.m.

Back home, my uncle had set up a grill on the dining table and was grilling meat. The grill was still on when my uncle called Liqun over for a late-night snack. My aunt and Shuangxi were grilling their favorite ingredients and eating.

Chinese restaurants will be closed on New Year's Day.

The TV programs on New Year's Eve were a bit boring, and Uncle, Aunt and Shuangxi agreed that the barbecue was more entertaining than the TV programs.

"Would you like to try my new secret dipping sauce?" Uncle asked Liqun, holding up his chopsticks.

"Of course I want it!"

Li Qun took out a set of chopsticks and sat down at the table, and started eating as well. He stayed up until 1:30 a.m. before clearing the table and getting ready to go to sleep.

"Just leave it like that, and continue tomorrow morning."

Uncle pointed to the baking tray, and Liqun followed his uncle and aunt to put their bowls and chopsticks into the sink. The dipping saucer was left untouched, and the remaining half-basin of marinated beef was put into the refrigerator to chill.

Li Qun believes that he will be woken up tomorrow morning by the aroma of someone in his family eating barbecue.

As Li Qun lay down on the bed, he was surprised to find that it was already 2001.

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Liqun came out of the bedroom and saw his uncle and Shuangxi eating roast meat at the dining table, the beef sizzling on the grill.

"Good morning."

It's already noon.

Li Qun found that he was sleeping a little longer. The aftereffects of the Indian secret magic his father had performed had made him sleep longer these past two days.

Li Qun sat down at the dining table to grill meat. On the large grill plate, each family member had their own designated area.

"Liqun, Dad called. Don't eat yet. Dad stewed a chicken and will be over in a bit," Uncle said to Liqun.

"Is Auntie still asleep?" Liqun asked.

“She’s getting ready in her room,” her uncle replied.

Li Qun changed his shoes, put on his trench coat, and went out to pick up his father.

When Liqun and his father entered the house, his uncle had prepared a table full of dishes, including fish and shrimp, while the grill pan was still on the table, roasting meat.

In the kitchen, Dad put the stewed chicken into a large porcelain bowl that looked like a basin. After he brought it to the table, the table was full of fish and meat, making it feel like Chinese New Year.

My uncle and father poured themselves some more wine and started drinking, which was a way of celebrating the New Year early. When the Lunar New Year actually arrives, the whole family will be busy with the Chinese restaurant business and won't have time to carefully prepare their own New Year's Eve dinner.

Li Qun used his phone to send Peter, Gwen, and Harry pictures of the feast on the table, and soon received responses from several people about different levels of lunch.

Gwen and George's lunch looked rather simple and odd, which is understandable given that neither of them is a very good cook.

Harry's lunch was lavish, with many plates, but not much food on them, and some of it was cold. Moreover, only his butler Bernard accompanied him to lunch, making it a miserable affair.

The only thing that could rival Li Qun's photos was Peter's lunch. Aunt May's lunch included vegetables, meat, and hot soup, and Uncle Ben was also home.

Liqun: Happy New Year.

Gwen: "I'm already missing your uncle's cooking."

Peter: "I'm going back to school the day after tomorrow."

Harry: "Is the holiday already over?!"

Liqun: "Thankfully, there's no homework."

Chapter 102 Schools Don't Teach Lying

January is the coldest month in New York, with average temperatures reaching their lowest point of the year, and extreme cold weather is frequent, so schools may close at any time.

On January 3rd, the day students returned to school, Li Qun silently prayed that the school would be closed during the Spring Festival due to the weather.

He definitely didn't want to have to rush to school on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

The report cards from last semester have been received, as have the new class schedules. On the first day of the new semester, even the teachers were not in the mood for teaching. Teachers and students were all sharing interesting things that happened during the short Christmas break. Even if nothing interesting happened, they had to imagine and make it up to tell others. The listeners felt that the storyteller was boring, but they had to pretend that the other person was telling a very interesting story.

Liqun never escaped this kind of thing; after the teacher called on a few students, the one who shared the funny story became Liqun.

Li Qun earnestly argued with his classmates and teachers about why Santa Claus is from Aurora, which earned him shocked looks from them. Some students even derived the idea that Santa Claus and Christmas are Aurora holidays based on Li Qun's point of view, almost leading the class astray.

Going to school in the cold winter was pure torture for Li Qun.

The classroom was stuffy and the air inside was stuffy. It was cold and some students didn't like to take showers. In addition, his sense of smell was extremely keen, which made him maintain an extremely painful expression all day long, without a single smile.

If the weather is warmer, Liqun can open the classroom windows to let in some fresh air.

Now, if he wants some fresh air, he has to go to the ventilation window in the bathroom.

The more Li Qun focused on the smell in the air, the more he felt he couldn't breathe.

Li Qun felt he had to come up with a solution.

First of all, he has no way to ask for leave.

Secondly, if he says that other students have an odor and asks them to get rid of their body odor, he will face accusations of discrimination.

While daydreaming about this problem during class, Li Qun's final solution was to open a portal in the drawer of his desk, allowing fresh air from other parts of the world to be exchanged between his desk and his desk.

By using the portal while attending classes at school, Li Qun has violated his agreement with Bruce Banner and the Wizard King. He has exposed his supernatural abilities without permission and at great risk.

As soon as school let out, Bruce Banner and the Wizard King appeared at the school gate, clearly waiting for Li Qun.

"You've broken the rules."

The speaker was the king, who was always serious, strictly adhered to the rules, and required others to follow them.

"Your Majesty, how did you know?"

Li Qun knew very well that the current situation was that he shouldn't try to deny that he hadn't done it, as Wang probably had all the evidence that he had used magic illegally.

“I’m taking a risk by coming to school with you,” Bruce Banner said to Wang, tugging at his hat and scarf so that only his nose and eyes were visible on his face.

“You don’t need to know how I know. I just want to know why you used the portal spell at school,” Wang said to Li Qun.

Dr. Otto Octavius, carrying several books, walked out of the school and saw Li Qun being blocked in the street by two adults. After thinking for a few seconds, he walked over to Li Qun.

"Hey! What are you doing? Stop harassing my students!" Dr. Otto shouted at Master Wang.

Wang slowly turned around. His serious expression instantly conjured up the image of Attila the Scourge of God in Dr. Otto's mind, as if the fierce-looking Master Wang was about to pull out a whip and lash him out.

Wang didn't make any fierce expression; it's just that he has a naturally fierce appearance.

"Dr. Otto, things aren't what you think!"

Li Qun turned around and stood in front of Dr. Otto.

“They are my tutors, and something has upset Teacher Wang,” Li Qun explained to Dr. Otto.

"that's it?"

Dr. Otto looked at Wang and Bruce Banner with suspicion.

Dr. Otto felt that Dr. Banner looked somewhat familiar.

“I told you, this didn’t need to be handled so seriously,” Banner said, turning to Wang.

“I will write you a self-criticism, Master Wang. I won’t do it again next time,” Li Qun said, turning back to Wang.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for your self-criticism."

Bruce Banner pulled Wang toward the bus stop, glancing back at Li Qun's situation as they walked.

“My tutors were one who taught me musical instruments and one who taught me math,” Li Qun said with a smile to Dr. Otto.

“That gentle-tempered one must be your music teacher, right?” Dr. Otto said.