Batman's Owl Godfather

When Bruce returned to Harry's world again, he was not in such a relaxed mood.

It is impossible to find out which dark Batman modified his own genes.

"Don't look so grim, little bat."

Katum said carelessly, "No matter who it is, as long as we can beat him down, there will be no problem!"

That's putting it lightly, Bruce thought.

If it was just a Dark Batman, then adding Supergirl and Batwoman to it wouldn't be much of a problem.

But what if there’s more than one?

"Stop being anxious Bruce, you have to put yourself in someone else's shoes."

Katum said, "We can think about it from this perspective. If it were you, would you be willing to mix your genes with other Batmans?"

"Of course I don't want to!"

Bruce just blurted out after thinking about it, mixing his genes with others?

Who knows what will be built.

"So, the other Batmans are definitely not willing either."

Katum said, "Professional godfathers must dare to make judgments. I guess there is only one Dark Batman coming this time, and it is not the original one, but a clone!"

When Iron Fist came to the DCEU, it was an accident.

If Dark Batman can enter the physical universe at will, then why is Barbatos still pestering Bruce?

Bruce listened to Katum's judgment and thought about it, and it was right.

"No matter what, I still can't slack off and have to make some preparations."

He said, "Even if there is only one Dark Batman, we have to prepare for the worst. What if the darkest one comes?"

The darkest one?

Katum thought about it for a while, and then there was only the Laughing Bat.

If this guy comes, Bruce will definitely not be able to beat him, so he has to prepare himself.

Preparation for running away.

…

Bruce has been traveling between the two worlds recently, but he hasn't let anyone notice that something is wrong.

The fundamental reason is that the flow rates in the two worlds are different.

The Supergirl world is a bit faster, but not as exaggerated as the DCEU.

Bruce stayed there for almost three days, and less than a day passed in Harry World.

The riots at the Quidditch World Cup had just hit the newspapers, and they were already back at the Weasley family's Burrow.

At this time, Ron and Ginny were staying with Mrs. Weasley, comforting their mother.

George and Fred were taken away by the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Weasley did not come back. All this made Molly so worried that she could not sleep.

"Don't cry, Mom." Ron tried his best to say, "Didn't Dad write a letter? The misunderstanding has been cleared up, and George and the others will be back soon!"

"But……"

Mrs. Weasley was about to say something else, when suddenly there was a sound in her ear, which was the sound of disembodiment.

She raised her head suddenly, and then she saw her husband and two children appearing in front of her safely.

There were no missing arms or legs, and there were no signs of torture on his body.

"oh!"

She hugged Mr. Weasley's neck, "Arthur - I'm so worried - so worried -"

"You're all fine," Mrs. Weasley muttered in shock, letting go of Mr. Weasley and looking at them one by one with a pair of red eyes.

To everyone's surprise, she grabbed Fred and George and gave them a tight hug.

"Ouch! Mom - you're going to strangle us to death -"

"I yelled at you before you left!" Mrs. Weasley said, unable to help crying, "I've been thinking about this! If something happens to you, and the last words I say to you It’s actually your O.W.L. exam results that were not satisfactory..."

She couldn't speak, she covered her face and cried.

Mr. Weasley stepped forward and hugged his wife, comforting him: "It's okay, it's okay. This gentleman proved our innocence for us."

This gentleman?

Molly raised her head and realized that her husband and children were not the only ones who had just apparated away.

There was also a strange gentleman who also came to his home.

It was a burly wizard with red hair and a neglected beard that looked very messy. At this time, he was looking at Mrs. Weasley with a friendly smile.

"Sorry sir, I made you laugh."

Mrs. Weasley quickly wiped away her tears, wiped her hands on her apron, and resumed her hostess posture.

"Thank you so much for saving this home! Don't know what to call it?"

Mrs. Weasley had an inexplicable feeling at this time. Although she was 100% sure that she had never seen this person before, she still had an inexplicable feeling of familiarity lingering in her heart, as if this person was an elder of hers.

The red-haired wizard smiled and said, "Godric Gryffindor, just call me Gryffindor."

"Oh okay, please sit down, Mr. Gryffindor..."

Mrs. Weasley blinked and suddenly froze. She turned to look at her husband, who was smiling at her.

On the other side, Ginny and Ron were also dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, several screams rang out in the Burrow. Ron jumped three meters high and shouted excitedly: "Gryffindor! You are the Gryffindor!"

Gryffindor smiled and nodded: "It's me!"

Thumb thump thump——

A series of footsteps came from upstairs, and everyone else in the Burrow came down.

Bill, Charlie, Hermione, Harry and Bruce, all came down.

"It's alive, it's alive!"

Mrs. Weasley grabbed Gryffindor's hand and kept confirming, "Mr. Gryffindor! Our whole family is Gryffindor and we are your students!"

"I know, I know!"

Gryffindor was not unhappy at all because of Mrs. Weasley's nagging. In fact, Mr. Weasley had been even more miserable when he saw him before.

In contrast, George and Fred were much calmer at the time.

They were just trying to see if they could quietly pluck out a piece of Gryffindor's beard or hair and brew it into a compound potion to play pranks.

Godric Gryffindor is not a resurrected undead like Salazar and the others.

He has lived from thousands of years ago to the present, observing generations of students at Hogwarts.

Whether Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, or even their parents, grandparents, Gryffindors grew up watching them.

Emotions are naturally different.

The arrival of Gryffindor threw the Burrow into chaos. The young wizards rushed to shake his hand. It took a long time for the atmosphere to calm down.

Everyone can finally sit down and talk.

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"I came here this time mainly to deliver a letter for someone."

Gryffindor looked at the fiery eyes of the people around him, "I wonder if you could give me a moment to talk to Bruce?"

Looking for me?

Bruce was stunned for a moment, and then quickly thought that the person who sent the letter to Gryffindor couldn't be Ravenclaw, right?

Mrs. Weasley certainly had no reason to refuse Gryffindor's request.

"No problem, no problem!"

She suddenly shouted to the others, "Get out, let's all get out and leave the house to Mr. Gryffindor!"

"Don't be so exaggerated!"

Gryffindor quickly interrupted Mrs. Weasley's move to chase people away, "I'll just go up and have a chat with him. Is that okay, Bruce?"

"Of course no problem."

Bruce nodded, and then he and Gryffindor went upstairs. A group of people behind them watched them go upstairs, their curious expressions unable to be hidden at all.

"Aren't you interested?"

George suddenly whispered, "Gryffindor came here specially. What do you want to say to Bruce?"

"George!" Mrs. Weasley shouted, "What do you want to do? You just came back safely, and now you want to make trouble?"

"I didn't! Mom, I just said it!"

After that, George quickly took Fred away.

Ron and Harry looked at each other and followed them consciously, and then they didn't take a few steps before they found Hermione and Ginny following them.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!" Hermione whispered, "You know George and Fred won't give up, right?"

"Don't you think the same thing?"

Ron said, "Let's not talk about each other, just follow along and take a look!"

…

On the other side, Bruce walked into the room with Gryffindor.

As soon as he opened the door, Katum suddenly jumped up and stuffed a certain magazine under the bed.

"I haven't read anything!" he exclaimed. "The Weasleys are decent people and there aren't any shady little magazines!"

"Is this your owl?" Gryffindor looked at Katum curiously, "It's quite humane."

He couldn't understand the language of the owl, but he was particularly interested in Katum's temperament that was different from other owls.

"be mine."

Bruce nodded and said, "Mr. Gryffindor, what do you want to say to me?"

"Haha, don't worry."

Gryffindor turned around suddenly, and at this moment, a silver light flashed in front of Bruce's eyes.

The other party didn't know when he pulled out Gryffindor's sword and stabbed straight at Bruce.

Bruce instinctively turned around, turned his hand, and the Supreme Wand appeared in his hand.

"Expelliarmus!"

He spoke the spell out loud, hitting Gryffindor.

Then--

Nothing happened.

Gryffindor had clearly been under the disarming curse, but his sword was still firmly in his hand.

“The response was really quick.”

Gryffindor took back the sword, and moved the hand holding the sword behind him. The sword disappeared and was hidden somewhere.

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked coldly.

"Don't get me wrong, Bruce, that's my message."

Gryffindor said helplessly, "Roena has given me many instructions. When I see you, I must stab you with this sword, and I must do it unexpectedly, so that you cannot notice it."

Was this sword stabbed by Ravenclaw?

Bruce thought it was a bit ridiculous, but when he thought about it carefully, it was indeed Ravenclaw's style.

After Gryffindor finished stabbing him, he sat down on the chair.

He is not worried about Bruce being angry. If he is angry, he should go to Ravenclawtha.

"Okay, I've brought Ravenclaw's message. Now it's time to talk about my own affairs."

Gryffindor looked at Bruce and suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that such a good successor was snatched away by Ravenclaw.

"Bruce, are you interested in changing the family and becoming my successor?"