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Chapter 159 Potions and Long Sticks (Catching Bugs)
Although Thalia's actions this time completely exceeded the bottom line of several adults - Harley was just a little girl who was underage.
But, since nothing irreparable had happened, they also agreed not to bring it up in front of Harley.
—unless Harry wanted to mention it herself.
Meanwhile, Bruce and Alfred are watching her closely for any possible symptoms of PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).
As a girl recovering from an unbearable and even more unimaginable trauma, Barbara Gordon volunteered to talk to Harley.
"She's fine, women are actually very strong, don't worry, Bruce, Alfred." Barbara reassured.
Harley was fine, and she didn't understand why her family thought she would be fine—she wasn't really pregnant with a child, and the clone was a gentleman.
After Uncle Bruce knew that Thalia had not only cloned some "Damians", but even planned to have one of them work with Harley to "create the heir of the League of Assassins", he simply... wanted to kill and find Thalia again" talk."
Alfred stopped him, "Think about the PR of the Justice League, Master Bruce."
Of course Ah Fu was also very angry - he almost had a heart attack.
"I used to think Luthor was the craziest," Clark pinched his brows, the Man of Steel would actually have a headache, "but even Luthor wasn't so crazy that he asked Kara to give him a baby..."
If this comment is known by Lex Luthor himself, he will definitely show an angry and sad expression—he has a bottom line, okay?How could it be possible for him to make a video of a little girl?
Moreover, he would also say that Thalia's method is too primitive, sitting on many cutting-edge technologies, genetic technology has almost made him envious, but he still pursues the metaphysics of "natural breeding", no wonder the Assassin's Alliance is not doing well.
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So far, life after Harley's resurrection has been largely business as usual.
——She also decided not to dye her hair anymore.
Afu agreed, Bruce objected, but Harry insisted so much that Bruce could only let her go.
"As usual" life, of course, does not include the two temporarily unable to take off the ability restraint rings on the wrist - with this hidden danger, Harley is not even allowed to be alone in Gotham.What if Thalia sent assassins lurking around, waiting for Harley to be alone?
Neither Zatanna nor Constantine could be reached, and Bruce finally decided to leave Snape alone.
It will be a matter of time before the wizarding world learns about Harley's resurrection—it's better to restart the layout and win over the former allies.
So Snape, full of confusion, was taken from England to the United States on Bruce's special plane.
Wayne has always been secretive, this time it's really a little bit too much... When the driver parked the limousine at the gate of the mansion and opened the door respectfully for Snape, he slandered inwardly.
But when he walked into the mansion and saw an unexpected figure in the study room where he had agreed to meet, all his complaints and dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant...
"What does this mean?" Snape's increasingly indifferent black eyes leaked a rift of emotion at this time, and there was an unconcealable desperation and depression, "Is this your 'holographic projection'? Or did you create a biochemical man?" ?”
"You picked me up across the ocean in a private jet just to show me the placebo you made for yourself after Harry died?"
"I'm surprised that you, as a wizard, still know about holograms and cyborgs—good surprise." Bruce put his hand on Harry's shoulder, "But you misunderstood, this is really Harry himself ,She has come back."
"It's a long, boring story..." Bruce paused, thinking it was best not to let Snape know about Talia's "plan" for Harry.
"Anyway, she was brought back, and the scar on her forehead was gone - I think that proves that this part of Voldemort's soul was also wiped out."
"Thank you for informing me..." Snape snorted coldly, "You know you can tell me the good news in a letter. What is this now... I have to personally welcome Princess Harry's return?"
The familiar sarcasm is back... Harry thought helplessly.
"Of course not," Snape's sarcasm, Bruce acted as if he didn't hear it at all, "We are looking for you because we are facing a problem that only you can solve," he held Harry's wrist, "We can't do anything about these magical things. The Dark Justice League is performing an independent mission and cannot be contacted temporarily."
"Even if you can contact them, there's nothing they can do." The moment Snape saw the complicated patterns on the bracelet, he knew it was advanced black magic.
He stepped forward with a serious expression, and lowered his head to observe Harry's wrist more carefully.Bruce moved away from Harry's side, making room for him to act.
"Hi, Professor Snape," Harry's voice was as thin as a mosquito, "I'm sorry I died once."
"Hmm," Snape said flatly, "it's good to know you're wrong."
Harley waited for the next wave of good sarcasm, and it didn't.
She could see that the Potions Professor had lost a lot of weight in less than ten days, and his cheeks, which had not much flesh, had collapsed at this moment. In the shadow of the thick black hair on both sides of his profile, he looked like a skeleton.
"Potions can solve it." Snape put his briefcase on the desk. Of course, the briefcase was cast with a space expansion spell. It is his habit to always carry the necessary potions and materials with him, " But I need Pennyworth—that is, the blood of Harry's relatives, not too much, three drops are enough." He turned to Bruce and said.
Bruce nodded, and left the study to find Ah Fu.
Snape was handling the remaining materials alone in the study, and a portable cauldron had already been set up.
Harry licked his lips, this is a rare opportunity, she's been thinking about it since she got back to Gotham—
"Professor Snape, I have a plan that I haven't discussed with my parents and Damian." Harry paused, "I want...to get your support first."
Snape nodded and didn't turn around. He was actually still in the shock of Harry's resurrection, and he didn't recover.
Harry straightened his back and bravely said to Professor Snape's back, "I want...to go to Hogwarts."
Snape popped an empty bottle.
"Why?" He controlled the volume that was almost raised, and picked up the wand seemingly inadvertently to eliminate the glass shards from the bottle.
"Because I don't want to run away again," Harry said quietly.
This statement... made Snape nearly grind his back molars.
Very good... very Gryffindor... very Potter... very Robin...
"If I stop you...will it work?"
"Probably, no."
"Voldemort is always coming to kill me, you know that."
Of course Snape knew, in fact, he could fully imagine how angry the Dark Lord would be to punish all the Death Eaters after the news of Harley's resurrection reached England - a few Cruciatus must be indispensable.
The Dark Lord will even take killing Harley as the sole goal of his current actions - because it concerns his dignity.
The Dark Lord would be even more frightened—perhaps, Harley was indeed destined to destroy him, as prophesied.
The prophecy he gave to the Dark Lord, which directly led to Lily's death...is his lifelong debt.
And Dumbledore and Wayne's previous plan to protect Harry from Voldemort had actually failed at the moment of Harry's death.
Now, inspired by the miracle of Harley breathing again, even Snape himself began to believe in this prophecy...
If Lily's daughter was destined to be queen, he would be willing to be a knight charging for her.
"How do you want me to support you?" Snape himself was surprised when the words came out of his mouth.
Harry was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe the smoothness of persuading Snape. She scratched her head, "Uh... ask Principal Dumbledore for me? How many days has school started now? Can I join the class?"
Snape snorted, of course it does, that's a stupid question.
The potion has been adjusted, and the speed comes from the many semi-finished products he has prepared, such as the ground powder and the juice that has been squeezed out.
With just a drop of Pennyworth's blood, he can corrode the ring on Harry's wrist.
He stared at the potion in a daze, thinking blankly about the future.
Wait, he suddenly remembered a detail in what Harry said just now, which had been vaguely troubling him—why did she say she needed to discuss it with little Wayne? !
Harry's bracelet was melted by Professor Snape's potion very smoothly. Miraculously, even though the potion looked destructive like sulfuric acid, once it touched Harry's skin, it felt like water Just as harmless.Maybe it's because there's blood from a loved one in it.
Snape didn't stay there after that, and left right away. Before leaving, he gave Harry a meaningful look, and she nodded.
The next work of persuasion will only be more difficult...
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In the evening, the second fitness training time period of the day besides the early morning.
In the fighting room of the Batcave, Harley is training with Damian.
To Harry's relief, Damian didn't show mercy to her just because he had kissed her.
In fact, his current moves and efforts are almost as if he is desperately fighting with aliens.
Tsk, look at the sweat dripping from the black hair, and the muscles flowing with the movement on the shoulders... so wild...
Harry didn't expect to be distracted by himself.
So she was beaten with a stick and lay face down on the cushion.
"You're not paying attention." Damian pressed the end of a long stick against Harry's neck, and reprimanded him in his serious words.
"Because you're so handsome," Harry said carelessly, "I was distracted by your masculinity."
Damian choked, and he looked at Harry quietly for a while, "What are we... now?"
"Am... am I your boyfriend? You never said that." He asked softly, and Harry could hear some uncertainty.
The girl was lying on the mat, smiling slyly, "As long as we don't define this relationship... it doesn't count as violating Uncle Bruce's rules."
Damian shook his head, smiled helplessly and indulgently, "Do my father and Kent know that there is such a naughty heart hidden under your good-looking baby's appearance?"
"Well...you said a few days ago that I was pure in heart." Harry pursed his lips.
"It's not a contradiction."
Halle became more comfortable on the cushion. "Why do I think you're interested in S/M?" She blinked. "Considering what you're doing to me right now."
"I'm...helping you train." Damian put on a serious look.
But...if Damian was being honest with himself, there was...some sort of secret pleasure in seeing Harley lying helpless beneath him like this, trapped by his stick...
As girls grow older, their curves become more and more exquisite.He has always known that she is beautiful, and now, she is beginning to lose her childishness, which is a unique charm between maturity and cuteness.
But just when Damian thought he was in control of the current situation, Harley did something that instantly threw him into chaos—
The girl stretched out her hand, and gently moved the head of the stick down...from the bottom of the neck to...the chest.
In this way, the stick opened the neckline of Harley's loose sports vest, revealing the upper edge of the sports underwear inside...
This is nothing, after all, many girls will directly wear sports underwear to exercise.
It's just that Harley's... looks different...
Two white and soft curved edges appeared in front of my eyes unexpectedly.
"What... are you doing?" Damian's mouth started to dry up.The stick that has always been held firmly is almost out of hand.
"Let me show you my newly bought sports underwear - Victoria's Secret - the stabilization effect is mediocre, but it is a rare and good-looking sports equipment, what do you think?" The girl put on an innocent face that is matter-of-fact. *
"I... have no research on this." Damian wanted to look away, but found that he couldn't do it at all...
For the first time, the gifted boy who knew the performance of trains in the 20s encountered intellectual challenges for the first time. *
He didn't know why he had fallen to the point where he was being teased and teased by Harry every day.
What Harry said next cut through this charm out of thin air.
"I want to go to Hogwarts..." she said quietly, "I hope... you can support me."
Damian pushed Halle's sports vest back, "So this benefit is just to let me support your decision."
The author has something to say:
*After having a fight with his girl, he condescends on the mat and begs for friendship. This is Mr. Mi's coquettish operation 23333
*The meme of the train in the 20s comes from n30 Batman and Robin, Mr. Mi saved many people with his knowledge of trains.
Someone asked him, how do you know the model of this train?
Mr. Mi replied domineeringly: I can read books!
(But Mr. Mi has never read books related to sports underwear, manual doge)
*I actually bought a Victoria's Secret sports bra, and also purchased a movingcomfort (professional sports bra brand) at the same time.
The Victoria's Secret one... super gathered and super big... It doesn't look like normal sports underwear (should have) effect... It's even more "gathered" than normal underwear advertised as "gathered"...
MovingComfort almost made me a man... (But it's really super liberating, I don't feel like running and jumping at all.)
Summary: Victoria's Secret really looks good... (Perhaps the focus of the brand is not on sports at all? Funny.jpg)
PS For the sake of good breasts, it is recommended that sisters choose professional sports brands.
*Is this article going to turn into a 108 style of molesting Mr. Mi? ? ?
Mr. Mi will attack in the later stage... Harley has to pay back for what he has done to death now (shh...)
Just like a little angel commented, occasionally watching "Cabbage Arched Pig" can change the taste, right~?