Batman's Owl Godfather

Bruce followed Neville and ran all the way to the Great Hall.

Neville couldn't run anymore, and Bruce was basically carrying him forward.

On the way, Bruce roughly understood the situation.

The cause of the incident was a bit strange. The conflict between the two girls was actually Lockhart, that loser!

A star-chasing girl fought for love?

Bruce didn't quite understand.

The Great Hall was soon reached. Neville half leaned out from behind Bruce and shouted from inside: "Don't fight! Don't fight!"

But after entering, he found that everything was Neville's overreaction.

The two sides didn't actually fight.

On the contrary, the two sides were unusually harmonious at the moment.

Hermione and Ravenna sat side by side, and the long table was full of books, all of which were Lockhart's works.

"I must recommend this one to you now!"

Hermione picked up Lockhart's autobiography "The Magic Me" and introduced it to Ravenna.

"Look at the amazing deeds in it. It's really hard to find another person who is as perfect and humble as him!"

At this time, Ravenna was in a dazed state.

It seemed that she was learning some strange knowledge that she had never touched before.

It was very strange, but he couldn't help but want to take another look.

At this moment, Bruce wanted to kill someone.

He put Neville down and asked with gritted teeth: "Didn't you say they were dueling?"

Neville couldn't figure out the situation.

"No!" he said, "I clearly heard Hermione say: Then I'll let you see it."

"What's the situation?" Bruce asked.

At this time, Neville had the energy to narrate the cause and effect.

In fact, the matter was very simple. There was a group of little witches from Ravenclaw studying in the hall, and then they talked about Lockhart.

Basically, the evaluation of Lockhart by other little witches was extremely positive, and only Ravenna raised objections.

The two sides debated for a while, but no one could argue with Ravenna, and they all lost.

At this time, Hermione, who had been eavesdropping on the side, joined the battlefield.

Then——

Neville didn't know what happened next, because he saw that things were not going well and ran directly to Bruce.

"Hey, Neville..."

Bruce really didn't know what to say.

At this time, a happy voice sounded behind them.

"Hello, I just heard you mention my name?"

Bruce turned around and saw Gilderoy Lockhart standing behind them.

He was wearing a blue robe, with a wizard hat hanging diagonally on his head, and he looked very energetic.

Lockhart looked at Hermione and Ravenna in the distance and smiled with white teeth.

"It seems that I will have another little fan, which is great. Miss Ravenna has always had some opinions about me before."

Bruce glanced at Lockhart and found that he looked calm when talking to him, as if the previous things had not happened.

I don't know if he was pretending or really didn't care.

After Lockhart showed up, he left quickly.

It seems that he appeared here just to confirm that he really had a little fan.

Bruce felt a little puzzled. He couldn't understand Lockhart's train of thought.

After Lockhart left, Katoom fell on Bruce's shoulder.

"Did you notice that Lockhart was a little strange today?"

The owl said, "He smells much better than before, as if he had sprayed perfume."

Bruce looked at Katoom with a strange look.

What does it have to do with you whether Lockhart smells good or not?

"That's Devine Magic Perfume." Bruce said, "Generally speaking, people who are dating will spray this kind of perfume."

The so-called magic perfume is essentially a diluted potion.

Bruce even knows how to make this kind of perfume.

"Lockhart may be going on a date today, which has nothing to do with us."

Bruce was not surprised at all. Although Lockhart didn't have a girlfriend on the surface, it didn't mean that he really didn't have one.

After all, he basically has all female fans, and he didn't dare to announce his girlfriend officially.

Seeing that Hermione had nothing to do and looked very busy, Bruce didn't say hello and left quietly.

His most important task at the moment is to train Transfiguration well.

…

In the study room, the bell rang.

Bruce looked up at the wall clock, the hour hand pointed at 9.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, curfew time.

Bruce stretched and closed the book in front of him.

This Transfiguration textbook recommended by Dumbledore tells the life stories of famous Transfiguration masters from ancient times to the present. After reading it once, Bruce broadened his horizons.

"Wake up, Katoom, we should go back."

Bruce pushed the owl lying on the table, drooling.

Katoom flew to Bruce's shoulder in a daze, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Katoom might be the only owl that can be so sleepy at night.

Bruce didn't care. He tucked the book under his arm, left the study room, and prepared to return to the Hufflepuff dormitory.

There were no people in the corridor.

Bruce walked forward and was about to turn a corner when a figure suddenly bumped into him.

He stopped in an emergency and didn't really bump into her.

"Are you okay? Is that you?"

Bruce was just asking out of courtesy, but he didn't expect that he knew the person on the other side.

Ravenna Royal, the girl who was still listening to Hermione preach at noon.

"You know me?"

Ravenna looked up at Bruce.

"Of course we know each other, the school is just that big."

Bruce frowned and asked, "It's going to be curfew soon, why are you still out?"

"I dropped something in the classroom. Get it and go back right away."

Ravenna made a casual excuse, and Bruce knew she was lying.

But he didn't expose it either.

Ravenna was running around, and Filch would naturally take care of her when the time came.

Bruce and Ravenna passed by each other. The clock on the wall had already reached nine-ten, and most of the lights in the corridor were turned off.

The break was over and Bruce's body clock was rebelling.

During his time at Hogwarts, he had a very regular schedule, and before he knew it, sleepiness had hit his brain.

Bruce quickened his pace, the Hufflepuff common room already in sight.

Then, something seemed to trip over his feet, and Bruce staggered, finally regaining his balance.

"What..."

Bruce pulled out the Supreme Wand and used the fluorescent spell to illuminate the surroundings.

Then he saw clearly what tripped him, and in an instant, his sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

Gilderoy Lockhart.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, who was supposed to have a date today, was lying on the ground, motionless.

There was a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, which was different from the sunshine he showed in the past, but looked a little weird.

His breathing was even, and the scent of magic perfume still lingered in Bruce's nose.

The third victim appears!

Bruce's whole body tensed up. He didn't expect that after Snape's accident, the third victim would appear so soon!

We must inform others quickly!

Bruce turned around and headed to the principal's office.

In fact, he could just scream now and quickly attract the teacher.

But Bruce thought about it and let it go.

He walked quickly down the corridor, the clocks ticking around him.

The time shown above is 11:10 midnight.

etc--

Bruce suddenly stopped. He looked at the hands of the clock and couldn't believe his eyes.

Ten past eleven.

But the time he looked at just now was still ten past nine, wasn't it?

Why did two hours pass suddenly? ?

"Katum! Katum!"

He pushed the owl awake on his shoulder.

"What's the fuss about?" the owl muttered, "haven't you reached the common room yet?"

"What common room!"

Bruce finally caught the opportunity for revenge and slapped the owl in the face.

However, at this moment, the owl's confused eyes suddenly widened, and it flew into the air at an extremely fast speed, even leaving a string of afterimages along the way.

"I'm guarding against this move from you!"

The owl's sleepiness had disappeared, and he said angrily, "I knew you would come back with revenge sooner or later!"

"I don't have time to talk to you about this!"

Bruce pointed to the hands on the clock and confirmed with Katum, "Didn't you find it strange? Suddenly, two hours passed!"

"Two hours?"

Katum glanced at the clock and noticed something was wrong.

"Oh!" the owl said in surprise, "I squinted for a while, and two hours have passed?"

When did his sleep quality get so good?

"That's not what happened!"

At this time, Bruce's heart was beating fast.

He had a vague feeling that something big might be about to happen.

Lockhart was still lying in the corridor, but that wasn't the point.

The point is that I lost two hours while fully awake!

"We have to go find Dumbledore!"

Bruce had no intention of acting alone this time, so asking the principal to explore the situation first was the best choice.

Bruce is now very familiar with the road to the principal's office.

But before he reached his destination, he had already met the person he was looking for this time.

Dumbledore was wearing pajamas and a coat draped over his shoulders. Beside him were Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, all looking like they were getting ready to sleep.

Several of them stood in front of a door, trying to open it, but were unable to do so.

"Bruce?"

Dumbledore saw him, frowned and asked, "Why are you here? The little wizard should have gone to sleep."

"I have something to tell you."

Bruce said frankly, "I was walking back to the dormitory, but suddenly, something very strange happened to me."

Dumbledore's brows furrowed even more tightly: "Bruce, what you are talking about is not seeing the clock suddenly jump two hours, right?"

Um?

Isn't it just me who has encountered this situation?

He said nothing, but Dumbledore already got the answer from his expression.

"It certainly seems so."

He sighed, "Bruce, you should go back and rest early. You will not be able to participate in what happens next."

"What happened?"

Bruce looked at the door, "Who lives in here?"

"This has nothing to do with you, Bruce."

Dumbledore's voice was still gentle, "It's time for you to go back and rest."

Bruce was silent for a moment and said, "I understand, Principal."

He turned and walked away without looking back.

At this time, Katum stood on his shoulder and said, "I guessed whose room that is."

"I guessed it too."

Bruce said.

This is obvious.

That room is probably the room where Godric Gryffindor recuperates!