novelraw Chapter 124
Chapter 124
"Back molars? True or false? You have been eating like this tonight?" Peter smiled, slightly surprised at the same time, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"
"This will prevent you from getting something caught in your incisors or canines because of eating. Outsiders can see you when you speak in these positions." Harry talked eloquently, while stretching his hands a little farther, squinting at the ring wearing The effect on the hand, "and you can't stop eating completely, that would be too fake."
"It's a science." Harry added, "My conclusion? Find the tightest-dressed girls at the party and see how much they eat, and you can eat as much as you want, and you're right."
"It sucks being a girl." She finally leaned back in her seat, pursing her lips.
The ring was still ugly, and didn't look much better on the finger - yet Titus looked excited.
It even stretched out a paw, resting on the ring and flipping the black stone a few times.Harry let it play.
"Being a boy is just as bad. We have similar worries." Peter put his hands behind his head and shrugged at Harry. A few centimeters is the right thing... I can never remember these things. I always worry that I will make a fool of myself in formal occasions."
"Really?" Harry asked, Titus on the side was still wrestling with the black stone persistently, stopping to tilt the dog's head every few times.
Does it expect the ring to conjure up its favorite burger?
"Outsiders will always put you under the microscope, you just have to be yourself." The two boys and girls behind the car seat talked about appearance and etiquette, so Tim couldn't help interjecting.
"The person who said that is Gotham's new little diamond prince." Harry made a gesture of whispering to Peter, but in fact the voice was so loud that Tim could definitely hear it - she covered her mouth with one hand, and the other Pointing to the driver's seat, "the media dubbed it a 'clothes rack, etiquette benchmark'—a perfect heir than Bruce."
"...You can hurt me..." Tim fell silent.
"I think the key lies in the figure," Peter nodded, thinking seriously, "You know Thor, that guy is dazzling even a piece of sackcloth."
"You're not bad either." Harley's compliment was very sincere. You know, not everyone can control a tight uniform.
"I'm not tall enough..." Peter shook his head. "Standing next to Thor always looks like a stunted person."
"You haven't grown up yet," Harley comforted him. "Besides, Thor is a god, and anyone who stands next to him looks like a stunted person—this probably counts as 'God Seed Advantage'?"
Peter laughed, "We just killed a werewolf, and now we're talking about fashion..."
"Speaking of fashion, I ruined the skirt." Harley pinched the corner of the skirt, looking at the current state of the clothes on her body, this level... surely no dry cleaner can repair it.
"Don't worry," Tim looked at the distressed girl in the center rearview mirror, "I'll buy you another one of the same one tomorrow."
"Forget it, I will definitely grow taller. If I buy another one, I won't be able to wear it for a long time." Harry rubbed Titus' head, and the big black dog had already lost the ring. Interested, resting his head on Harry's lap, his expression looked a bit frustrated?
"How did the two Batdogs in the family get out?" Harry asked.
"I signaled Alfred when you told Peter to go back to the hospital to evacuate the crowd," Tim replied, "but I don't think Alfred let them run out, we didn't know these two dogs were able to subdue A werewolf. Afu should have called Batgirl and Nightwing,--Batman himself is still performing some secret mission of the alliance with Wonder Woman--but Nightwing and the others were probably blocked by the wizards' expulsion spell just now It's outside."
"Does the No-Maj Repelling Curse not prevent animals?" Harry really forgot such a small point of knowledge.
Titus' ears perked up.
Maybe, like Ilvermorny has bugs too—there can't be magic bugs all over the campus, right?
"It's so late, where is there anything to eat?" Peter suddenly asked, he was also hungry - since he put on the uniform, he has consumed a lot of calories every day, and Aunt May always said that Peter would eat her if he continued to eat like this bankrupted.
"Let's find a taco stand I know—the owner used to be my source. I texted him ahead of time and he left us a few…"
Tim suddenly remembered something, and while walking through the alleys of Gotham familiarly, he said sincerely to Peter in a tone almost like Alfred: "Well... sorry for using simple food like burritos. Rare Gotham's Spider-Man himself."
"No, no, nothing." Peter waved hurriedly, "I love burritos."
"Only a few left?" Harry sighed, "I think I can eat ten! And both Batdogs must be hungry too."
Titus was still in an inexplicably depressed mood, but Ace wagged his tail cheerfully.
So, on the streets of Gotham in the middle of the night, three young men covered in blood and dressed in fancy clothes, with two big black dogs, leaning against a luxury car, gnawed contentedly in front of a small mobile stall. With Burrito.
The stall owner made the food calmly—a true Gotham man who never asked questions.Ignorance is bliss.
What Harry said just now was exaggerated, she was actually full after eating two - Titus really ate five...
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At this time, the Wayne Manor in the dark was quiet, and Alfred was still in the Batcave below. Although he received the news that Tim and Harry had successfully subdued the werewolf and escaped from danger, the law and order of Gotham at night still needed him and Harry. Barbara's assistance.
In the dark mansion above the Batcave, a figure jumped in through the window-this is Damian Wayne aka the most powerful Robin (self-proclaimed) who just escaped from the Teen Titans mission.
As for why he didn't go through the main entrance, he wanted to open the window—if the most powerful Robin didn't personally check the protection system of the manor at all times, how could his father keep improving?
As soon as the Christmas holidays started, Damian knew that Harley must be back in Gotham.But he didn't rush back to the mansion immediately - of course not!This is too suspicious!
That Drake guy will definitely laugh at him with deep eyes...
And, huh... why was he in such a hurry to come back?That ungrateful fellow Harry didn't write to himself again this term.
Damian, of course, ignored the fact that he hadn't written to Harry either.
But he never expected that a sudden task would be delayed for so many days.
So Damian simply skipped the summary meeting organized by Starfire, jumped on the Robin motorcycle and set off the next second after the mission was over, and rushed back to Gotham overnight.
At this time, his body was still covered with sweat, the uniform was covered with smoke and dirt, and he even stepped on a black footprint on the window sill—a grumble would definitely be inevitable when Ah Fu saw it.
In the middle of the night, there was no one in the house, and they were all asleep?
Damian threw his new big knife on the ground, took off his blindfold, brushed his sweat-soaked hair a few times, walked to the kitchen in the dark, turned on the light, and took out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator ...
Before he had time to unscrew the bottle cap, after the sound of the door opening, he heard Drake and Harry walking into the mansion talking and laughing.
Damian put down the water, touched his nose, put one hand on the cooking table, and was about to say hello calmly when the two passed the kitchen.
However, his hand was stagnating in mid-air—this is... what's going on?
Harry and Tim also walked into the kitchen at this time, both of them were rather tired, and they simply nodded to Damian.
"Long time no see, Damian." Harry rubbed his eyes and said lazily.
She walked around behind Damian, took two sodas from the fridge too, and handed one of them to Tim.
Damian stared at the two of them. Harley was wearing a simple white dress—probably, it was covered in blood anyway.The girl still holds the big knife that once belonged to him in her hand, and a pair of small white leather shoes in the other hand.
This has never been seen before, a style between mature and cute, and it doesn't look like she would choose... And Drake, wearing the same rigid three-piece suit as always, and his white shirt was also bloody horribly——
Wait, these two people dressed like this... What did they do behind his back?
Are you going to explain it to him?
The two of them leaned against the cooking table to drink water quietly. Damian couldn't take it anymore. He cleared his throat and pointed to their clothes.
"Did you go on night patrol dressed like this?"
"Benevolence dinner tonight at Folly Children's Hospital..." Tim puts down the water bottle, "and then there was a little hiccup. Long story short, we killed a werewolf to stop their evil plan to convert more kids."
"Werewolf..." Damian repeated, and Tim and Harry nodded to him still calmly.
The Teen Titans just fought a wave of aliens, and Damian doesn't think he should be so surprised by the development of "there are werewolves in Gotham".
"Wait a minute...you invited Harry? To a public dinner party with you?" Damian forgot all about the soda in his hand.
"Yeah," Harry shrugged, "Brother Tim also gave me a dress, but I ruined it..." She was still struggling with this matter, and suddenly wanted to chop Greyback a few more times, put He cut it to the same extent as his skirt was torn...
Where did this terrible idea come from?Harry only took a second to think about it, then completely forgot about it.
Damian stared at Drake with unfriendly eyes, "Father has been closely protecting her, and you still brought her to appear in public? If someone asks, what are you going to say?"
"Clark happened to be there too. It's normal for adopted daughter Linda to be there."
"Why didn't they invite me? I'm the real Wayne." Damian crossed his arms and questioned.
"One, you are underage; two, you once tore up all the invitations, and told Alfred and Bruce not to bother you with such 'boring' things in the future." Tim shrugged, "This is yours. Require."
"Then why did you invite Harley? She's only 13 years old." Damian snorted, "Be careful Gordon when you're a pervert!"
"Clark is an open friend of my father, and his daughter is like our sister. There is nothing shameful about taking it out." It was so fun to tease Damian, Tim felt that he could hardly hold back his serious expression.
Damian was still racking his brains, searching for new explanations, his eyes fixed on the leisurely-looking Drake with the gaze of death.
But the back and forth bickering between the two teenagers suddenly annoyed Harry, and a nameless evil fire burned in his chest.
Probably because she was really tired, and the sticky blood on her body was disgusting, and she was the center of the topic!The way Damian talks... like he's not here!
"Hey! Whoever I go out with is my freedom!" Harry slammed the soda bottle onto the counter and shouted at Damian, "You don't care! Who are you!"
The author has something to say:
*About the ring, it is assumed here that it is just a small Horcrux now.
The protective magic attached to it has been absorbed by Greyback when he picked up the ring, maybe it is the same as the infernal corpse and green poison/drug in the cave, and it only serves to protect it from being taken away by others?Once taken out, the magic is over?
Because the original English text in the wiki uses alethal curse activated (a deadly curse activated) for the magic that makes Dumbledore only have one year to live, guess it may be a one-off? (It can be considered as a private setting of the garbage author... _(:з」∠)_
(But in the original text, after Xiao Deng took the sword and chopped it, the resurrection stone was still preserved. Is it because he didn't directly chop the stone?)
As for why it can't summon the soul now, it's because there are old V fragments in it, so it can't be used for the time being..._(:з」∠)_
*Harry is now in the same situation as Ha 7li Nanha when they put on the locket, added a dark and manic buff, and quarreled with Mr. Mi hehehe
I know there will be little angels gloating..._(:з」∠)_
The garbage author has been chopped down by Mr. Mi...