novelraw Chapter 107 The Kiss in the Hair (Catching Bugs)
Chapter 107 The Kiss in the Hair (Catching Bugs)
Damian was only stunned for two seconds, before reacting immediately.
Mara wasn't his immediate concern, even though she was in the air - and obviously, her life was not in any danger.
He was fed up with this long battle line, and Harry no longer looked at the female assassin floating in the air, but turned to look at him, his shoulders were slack, his whole body collapsed, and his chest with the R logo heaved violently.
He ran towards Harley in three steps in two steps (completely trying to make one step), and at the same time shouted into the communicator in his ear, "Titan, move!"
The assassins surrounding the warehouse must no longer be a threat to him and Harry at this moment.He knows that his teammates can complete the task without breaking a sweat.
"Harry—Harry—don't fall asleep, open your eyes and look at me."
He half knelt down, patted the girl's face lightly, and at the same time took out a powerful fluorescent stick and threw it on the ground as a light source in the dark warehouse.
Harry tried to wink at him, but her right eye was covered with congealed blood, and she could only slowly shake her head up and down - considering the cut in her hair, she probably had a mild concussion.
"Don't move—" He supported the girl's head. Damian, who was used to bloody scenes, suddenly panicked and didn't know where to start.
He hesitated for a second whether he should call his father in... because he suddenly lost confidence in his experience and skills in dealing with the wounded, even though it was his almost daily procedure.
She looked too small and fragile, even though she had just magically inflated a dangerous assassin.
Damian took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down—Harry needed him, and he couldn't mess himself up first.
Damian first tore off the tape from Harry's mouth—she frowned—then cut the thick ropes that bound the girl, and carefully cupped her twisted hands to his chest.
Harley didn't fall over when the rope was undone, and although her shoulders were slumped, she was still sitting on the chair smoothly-this is a good thing, indicating that her torso was not seriously injured.
At this time, Xinghuo's calm voice came from the communicator in his ear. Batman and Teen Titans had subdued all the enemies on the periphery, waiting for Damian's further action instructions.
"You're here." Harry's voice was hoarse and his breathing was unsteady.Damian felt that she had done a good job and was worthy of the title "Robin".
"Yes...but I'm late."
Harry wanted to shake his head, but gave up halfway through.
"Don't move, you may have a concussion." Damian re-fixed the girl's head.
"Well... I doubt it too. Okay, I won't move." She may not even be able to raise her head now, she can only turn her eyes upwards, take a few breaths before saying, "What should she do? ? I mean Marla."
"You don't know?" Damian looked at his cousin who was already attached to the ceiling.
"I did it unintentionally. When wizards are stimulated... this kind of thing happens. I haven't done this in a long time, especially after being around you."
Stimulate?What level of stimulation can stimulate this potential, or surprise?Why not when Mara tied her up, not when she snapped her fingers, not when she was about to cut her eyes?
What happened in the end?Just because he decided to grant Marla's wish just now?
His discovery made him not know what to say.
"Keep it, father and Raven will take care of it, they are all outside." He paused, then turned to discuss what to do with "Balloon", "She wants to kill you, saving your life is my greatest kindness .”
Harley also heard the conversation between Damian and Mara just now, the dusty past, "nightmare childhood", so she didn't speak anymore.
The rare private space in the warehouse allowed her to finally have a brief respite. She was not in a hurry to leave, but thinking of Uncle Bruce and the Teen Titans waiting outside, Harry's heart beat faster.
"Can we go quietly? I don't want... to be seen by your teammates like this."
Damian nodded, and told his father from the communication that he had to go through the back door of the warehouse, and the others should not come over.
"The back door of this warehouse is locked," said the father.
"Then I'll blow one up." Damian's answer was simple.
"...Okay." My father didn't object.
"I want to go by myself, but I'm dizzy." After Damian hung up the call, Harry whispered to him.
"How could I let you go by yourself? Come on, wrap your arms behind my shoulders," Damian bent down, inserting one arm under the girl's knees, and wrapping the other around hers. Back, "Can it be done? I'm sure I can hug you, but it will give you more balance."
Harry held up a hand that Damian couldn't bear to look at, and slowly hugged his neck.
With a kick, he stood up with the girl in his arms without any effort.
He didn't want to take another look at the stool, or at Mara on the ceiling.
When Damian blasted open the locked back door with an explosive bat dart, hugged Harry, and was about to walk out of the warehouse that brought her painful memories, he suddenly realized that something was very wrong in the whole process.
Harley, too calm, too quiet, it's normal for Drake, Todd or Grayson; this is what they, including themselves, should do.
But with Harley, he felt that it was very discordant, and there was a part of bitterness that he couldn't explain, which made him unable to stand the girl's silence and non-crying.
However, comforting a girl has never been his strong point; moreover, he doesn't know what to say, any words are powerless to what happened to her.
And these things were brought to Harry by him.
"Does it hurt?" He stopped in his tracks, looking at the girl leaning on his shoulder through the dim moonlight from the back door of the warehouse.
"To be honest, a little bit." Harry opened his eyes and answered calmly.
But Damian could see that her eyes were turning red and her lips were trembling.
"I know how painful it is. You can cry if you want, it's okay. I won't tell others." He also lowered his voice.
Harry also looked at him, frowning, and after a brief silence, her voice began to choke.
"Don't comfort me, Damian, as soon as you comfort me... I'm really going to cry."
She grinned, as if she wanted to pull out a wry smile, but as soon as her eyes closed, tears flowed down like a small river, completely unstoppable, and washed away the blood clots on her face.
"Shh...it's okay, it's all over." Damian kissed Harry's hair.
Harry cried quietly for a while, rubbed against Damian's cloak, and finally opened his crying eyes.
"It really hurts, really hurts."
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Outside the back door of the warehouse, Damian accidentally found the Batmobile left by his father. Also, with Harley's current physical condition, of course he couldn't use the Batmobile to drive her home.
Fortunately, because of his height, his Robin motorcycle has already been replaced with an adult size, otherwise his father would be forced to ride his small motorcycle back home. This scene is a bit funny to think about.
He put Harley in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and sat in the driver's seat himself, adjusting the settings of the Batmobile.He could feel that Harry's eyes were glued to his body for a moment.
He stroked Harry's hair before starting the Batmobile - he didn't understand why he did this, but Harry's gaze made him suddenly have this urge...
The author has something to say:
*The information I mentioned before is that I have been struggling with the setting of the bone spirit in the hp series, but this chapter has not been written yet... let's post it to this chapter first~ for readers to read and understand~( Harley will be fine with Snape's bone spirit~)
*hpwiki says that the Bone Spirit was invented by an ancestor of the Potter family. The inventor is Linfredof Stinchcombe, the founder of the Potter family, who invented many medical potions.It seems that the Potter family was also a potion family.
*About the bone spirit, in Ha 2, after the man whose entire arm bone was taken away by Lockhart went to Madam Pomfrey, the original words Madam Pomfrey said were "You should come to me directly, I will give you a second A clock will set the bones together—but to make them grow back—”
From this, it is speculated that medical magic can directly connect bones?
But, in H7, when MH and they escaped from Malfoy Manor, Griphook (that annoying goblin from Gringotts) was crushed under the chandelier, and when they fled back to Shell Cottage to rest , Bill's original words were "Griphook's leg is recovering, Furong used Bone Spirit for him..."
So... it's very tangled, the leg of Griphook must not have been pulled out, but with the bone bone spirit, there is no "one-second bone connection". In summary, it can only be speculated that the bone bone spirit belongs to the omnipotent bone cure Medicine, and the magic spell bone joint probably only magic doctors can?
Let Snape, the master of potions, take the potion route here, and Madam Pomfrey's profession can't be taken, right?
supplement:
In the materials written later by Pottermore Rowling, there was a bone spirit in the Quidditch Cup in 2014-the game between Wales and Germany, and the German seeker Thorsten Pfeffer (Thorsten Pfeffer) did Lens Kee went off during the feint and "hit the ground at sixty miles per hour" and "broke nearly every bone in his body." Believed to be a budgerigar named Klaus, but later his handlers said he recovered (what the hell? Skeleton has a short-term side effect of confusion? No explanation anyway.)
So it can be seen that in fact, the healer (the official therapist of the World Cup must be very powerful) is not always able to "connect" the bone in a second without using the bone spirit.
In short, I didn't come up with a perfect conclusion after knocking on the Bone Spirit, and it was very tangled.