Batman's Owl Godfather

diwayne

"Completely dominate the five senses?"

The more I listen to it, the less it sounds like a spell that good people can use.

Bruce thought to himself, just to break a rebound spell, does it need to go to this extent?

Professor Gale is very happy now. He feels that he has easily proved that Grindelwald is stronger than Dumbledore.

Bruce was pulled by him to learn spells, even if he just knew it, he had to be proficient enough to master it.

Gale didn't want to ruin his reputation because of Bruce's mistake.

…

Half an hour later, Professor Gale’s extra lecture ended.

Bruce learned the illusion spell and successfully created an illusion that satisfied him.

"Bruce, remember to train your imagination more in the future."

Professor Gale gently reminded, “Only if your imagination is rich enough, you can construct a more realistic illusion.”

Bruce nodded, indicating that he remembered.

Originally, after the class ended, according to Professor Gale's habit, Bruce should be kicked out of the classroom immediately.

But this time, he did not do so. He seemed a little hesitant and hesitant, as if he had something to say.

"Bruce——"

He finally spoke, "I want to ask you to do me a small favor. I don't know if it's inconvenient for you."

"Professor, tell me."

Bruce had nothing to hesitate about. Professor Gale taught him magic, so he should do a little favor.

But it’s better to just be a small favor.

"That's right. As you know, there have been two accidents in the school now."

Professor Gale said slowly, "Now people inside and outside the school are very uneasy about this. I have thought of a good way, which may have some effect, but your principal does not agree."

Then he told Bruce about the medium's magic and the reasons for Dumbledore's objection.

"After all, he is still too soft-hearted. The safety of so many students in the school is more important than one professor."

Gale sighed, "At such a critical time, the principal should show more courage."

The more Bruce heard, the more something was wrong. When Gale said this, he didn't want to be the principal, right?

That won't work.

As the day goes by, Bruce only has Dumbledore as the principal in his heart.

unless--

Fortunately, Gale didn't mean this, and Bruce didn't need to continue thinking about it.

"I really want to stick to my idea, but Dumbledore is the principal after all. After much thought, I came up with a compromise."

Professor Gale raised his hand, and a diary flew into his hand.

"Since we can't channel Snape's soul into reality, let's just reverse channel it and send a soul into his dream!"

Bruce admitted that the idea was interesting.

Gale handed him the diary.

"I already had a quarrel with Dumbledore before, and now I suddenly propose such a plan. It seems like I am admitting my mistake."

Gale said, "So Bruce, I hope you can do me a little favor. Just tell me that you picked up this diary. Dumbledore should be able to figure out what to do next."

ah?

Bruce really didn't expect things to develop like this.

He looked at the diary in his hand and could vaguely feel that there was dark magic flowing in the diary.

"This diary was originally a Horcrux, hiding an evil soul."

Gale explained, "But it doesn't matter. I have solved all the black magic above, and I have also trained the soul inside. He will be obedient."

Black magic...all solved?

He stared at Gale with suspicious eyes: "Professor, there is clearly residual black magic in this diary!"

"I did it on purpose."

Gale waved his hand and said indifferently, "Only by retaining part of the original dark magic can Dumbledore believe that this Horcrux was not made by me."

That's OK.

Bruce believed this statement. After all, the dark magic in the diary was indeed very weak and posed no threat to him.

He put away his diary and prepared to leave.

At this time, Professor Gale gave his final advice.

"Bruce, if you don't mind, you can chat with the soul inside."

He thought for a while and said, "That soul... is quite interesting."

…

Bruce left the dueling classroom.

He was walking on the way to the canteen and talked to Katum.

"Katum, I suddenly have a guess."

He recalled the conversation in the classroom just now, "I think Professor Gale might have been a famous dark wizard when he was young."

Being so familiar with all kinds of black magic, it's hard not to be suspicious.

"Wow, what you said does make sense."

Owl echoed emotionlessly, "I really didn't expect that at all."

Katum recently read a book on parenting, which said that you should be a parent who does not disappoint.

That should be it.

Bruce heard the owl's strangeness and suddenly lost interest in continuing.

One person and one bird fell silent.

Then, as they passed Professor Flitwick's office, they saw a little witch and a ghost standing in the corridor talking.

Bruce vaguely remembered that this little witch was a first-year Ravenclaw student named Ravenna.

And the ghost next to her is the ghost of Ravenclaw, Lady Grey.

"So that's it!"

Ravenna smiled at Ms. Gray and said, "Then I will go look for it later. Thank you, Ms. Grey."

She said goodbye to Ms. Gray and turned to leave, passing Bruce.

Katum's eyes followed Ravenna until she was completely out of sight.

"interesting."

Owl murmured, "What is she doing on the fifth floor?"

There is nothing on the fifth floor of Hogwarts Castle, only the restricted book area, abandoned classrooms and bathrooms.

Is Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets there?

"What are you looking at?"

Bruce's voice suddenly came, and he directly exposed Katum's crime.

"The dead owl doesn't learn well and secretly looks at other people's little witches!"

"Nonsense, it's the nature of an owl to keep an eye on people without any purpose!"

Katum said directly, "I think there may be some hidden area on the fifth floor of Hogwarts. How about we explore it at night?"

"Not today."

Bruce shook his head, he did have something to do tonight.

He was going to talk to the fun soul that Professor Gale said and see how fun it was.

…

The night is getting darker.

Bruce sat on the bed, flipping through the diary. The pages inside were all blank, without any trace of ink.

Only on the first page could one make out a name written in faint ink: T.M. Riddle.

This is the original owner of the diary. What is the name of the soul inside?

He doesn't look like a serious person.

Bruce took out a bottle of ink, dipped his quill in it, and let a drop of ink fall on the first page of the diary.

The ink shone brightly on the paper for a second, then seemed to be sucked into the paper and disappeared without a trace.

Bruce dipped his quill in ink again and wrote——

"My name is Bruce Wayne."