novelraw Chapter 99 4.20 No. 2 (updated)
Chapter 99 4.20 No. 2 (updated)
Early the next morning, Harry sat in the car driven by Damian full of thoughts and drove towards Gotham.
She was forced to throw away the blue dress that she took out yesterday—because Titus inexplicably tore it up in the middle of the night last night, and didn't even have time to wash it.
Harley just sighed and didn't lecture Titus - she was too preoccupied and had no energy.
She just walked to Damian's room in the Titan Tower according to the habit - the boy had already gone for morning exercises, and he was always so energetic.
Harry opened Damian's closet, found a pair of trousers and a white T from among the unsuitable clothes at the bottom that were waiting to be disposed of, straightened up, and turned around, only to see that he had just finished his morning exercise, took a shower, Damian himself was steaming with only a white towel around his waist...
Obviously we used to meet each other in this state in the mansion (in the bat cave, at breakfast...too many times), but today's Harley suddenly doesn't know where to put his eyes...
The boy in front of him was literally glowing.
Are her own eyes this green?
"Borrowing clothes again?" Damian casually walked over, sideways passed Harry, opened the closet, and looked through the clothes he wanted to wear.
When he approached, the heat from his body radiated to Harry unexpectedly, and the refreshing lemon fragrance came at him together - Damian is not like Uncle Bruce, how much he pays attention to bath products... Maybe, just not like it yet?
Harry's face was instantly reddened by the heat and aroma.
"Titus...no...s," Harry said suddenly, "what I want to say is, Titus, well, Titus used my skirt as a dog bite stick..."
Damian raised an eyebrow - he had such a beautiful eyebrow... Harry just dared to look at it.
"What's the matter with this dog recently?" He stretched his upper body in front of Harry's eyes, his muscles flowing, and he put on a simple T-shirt without hesitation.
Afterwards, he looked at his waist with a slightly distressed expression, and then looked at Harry with a chuckle, "Although I don't want to be polite to you, you are a big girl, why don't you turn it over? Put on your pants for me." Your personal space? A few seconds is enough. After that, let’s talk about what’s going on with Titu ‘Master’ lately?”
Harry suddenly realized that he was suspected of staring at Damian to change his pants? !
"Uh, no!" She shook her head with an overly serious expression, her neck was red, "I... I'm leaving right now... No rush! No rush! We can discuss it in the car... You, uh, have fun wearing pants! "
After she finished speaking, she hugged the clothes she had taken from Damian's room and hurried away, crumpling her face as she ran—"Happy to wear pants"?What the hell!
So, she didn't have the nerve to talk to Damian in the driver's seat until she was half way back to Gotham...
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As she got closer to the mansion, under the shadow of the trees, the whole house that had always brought her warmth gradually appeared...Harry's heartbeat became faster and faster...
Even the embarrassment of being with her all the way because of Damian gave way to the anxiety of seeing her family members again soon.
Now, after knowing what's in me, everything is different again... It's like starting again, like going back to the past.
The same thing is, Grandpa Afu is still waiting at the gate of the mansion, standing tall and straight, greeting her with warm eyes.
She suddenly believed Damian's words—everything would be fine.
Grandpa Afu must have known it. Although his eyes were still the same as before, Harry walked faster and faster, and finally ran in the last few steps, and threw himself into the arms of Grandpa Afu...
"Harry," Grandpa Ah Fu didn't say anything, just stroked her hair, "What do you want to eat?"
She swallowed a few times, suppressed the choked sobs, and then said, "A sandwich is enough."
After Damian sent her home, he returned to the Titan Tower, so now there are only Grandpa Alfred and Uncle Bruce who is still catching up on sleep in the mansion.
This made Harry breathe a sigh of relief, she really hasn't figured out how to face her brothers.
They will definitely persuade her, tell her it's nothing, tell her that they will protect her.
But the better they treated her, the more she felt guilty.Before facing them, Harry needed time, so he took his time.
She hid in her bedroom until evening, until Uncle Bruce knocked on her door and told her to meet him in the study.
Well... what should come will always come...
Harry dragged his feet and moved to the study room. At this time, the setting sun was passing through the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the study room, casting golden light on the two sofas placed by the window...
The two single sofas faced each other, and on one of them was a seemingly relaxed Uncle Bruce.
This is an obvious "heart-to-heart" arrangement...
The grid of the window made his face also be divided into a combination of light and dark.
Harry took a deep breath, and sat down resignedly, trapped in the soft sofa.
Batman's prudent gaze swept Harry from head to toe.She waited for persuasion, a lecture on her behavior the night before.
However, Uncle Bruce just said lightly: "I heard that Raven has already conducted a mature and calm analysis for you."
Harry nodded.
"I agree with every word she said, the question is, do you agree?"
Harry looked into Uncle Bruce's calm steel-blue eyes, and nodded again.
"Can I get your guarantee? Promise me that you won't actively 'handle' what's in your head again?"
Uncle Bruce didn't use the word suicide, or sacrifice, or whatever...
Harry could only keep nodding, this time with a little more force.
"Then we don't have any problems." Uncle Bruce leaned back against the sofa, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "This matter, until the critical moment, no one in this family will mention it again."
This "heart-to-heart talk" was short of Harley's expectation.
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After Harry left the study, the old butler who had been hiding in the shadow of the curtains slowly walked out.
He's still tall and straight, but Bruce can see the weariness and the sudden oldness in it.
"Thank you, Master Bruce," the old butler stood by his seat, "This incident made me deeply understand——I am far less strong than you."
"It's hard to imagine how you spent every day when Master Damian was offered a reward by Thalia."
"If it wasn't for you... I really don't know how to communicate with her..." Ah Fu sighed deeply, "I used to think that the prophecy was the worst misfortune that happened to Harley..."
"As Raven said, it's nothing, Fu," Bruce looked out the window, "Many adult or young heroes around us have things beyond their control. Harley's scar, and the burden of these heroes , there is no difference. Of course she can live well with that thing."
"Let's not be limited by the opinions of the wizards." He looked up and looked into the eyes of the old housekeeper.
"If I understand correctly, we will not notify Dumbledore," Afu said.
"No, this is the hole card in our hand. Of course, at Dumbledore's level, he may have doubted it. Especially, Damian said that they had encountered several British wizards yesterday. Moreover, these wizards already knew There used to be a soul of Voldemort in the diary. I believe that with Dumbledore's wisdom, it is likely to have been connected."
He rested his hand on his chin, frowning and thinking, "This has changed a lot of things. First of all, the alliance with Dumbledore will no longer be as close as it used to be; the worst case is that we have to fight against the entire wizarding society .”
The old butler opened his mouth.
"Don't let me hear any apology, Alfred, I know what you're thinking," Bruce reached out and cut off the old butler's speech, "Don't use resignation to get rid of the relationship with this family."
"My...these careers have put your life in danger every day. You can choose a safer and more peaceful life, but you don't. From the year my parents died to now, you have been with me. Be around, support me..." Showing true feelings has never been Bruce's strong point, so he stopped, "Harry is also my responsibility, don't break this connection."
"I'm only talking about the worst-case scenario. At present, I still tend to believe Dumbledore." Bruce paused, "but it is necessary to muddy the water."
The author has something to say:
*About Mr. Mi, why didn’t he get the hang of it: I’m busy killing people every day, so I don’t have time to get the hang of it 233333
And who is the female character closest to him?Thalia...
What is the relationship status of the parents?Basically don't fall in love anymore, but definitely kill each other...
(Also, the reason for the parents to be together in the first place is not so simple-it is the mother who wants to combine with the genes of the most powerful man on earth to give birth to the next generation who will rule the world...It's just Thalia who is tempted.)
Not to mention that the mother also created a bunch of his cloned brothers; the world offered a reward of several hundred million to take his son's head... The cloned brothers also killed Damian once. (New 52)
Therefore, in terms of psychology, Damian is likely to have a sense of insecurity about close relationships, because the role models around him are more and more strange.
(If Mr. Mi’s mentality can be considered a normal person’s mentality... normal people may have collapsed long ago)
Just, spread your hands, poor kid.
*So, why did Harley's character be set like this, which is obedient, cute and sensible.One is that writing like this is very emotional; the other is that it is compared with the pure soul of the male ha; finally, I feel that this kind of character may give Damian the most sense of security.
(So Harley is a loyal dog heroine? emmmmm...)
*There will not be any "green-eyed kitten" in this article, everyone can rest assured 233333.In addition to being well-behaved, Harley is also a cranky Robin.Harley doesn't practice Animagus either, and melee mages have always only barged hard, so there is no need for these devious methods 23333.
*When writing about Hogwarts in the future, there will not be any pronouns such as "little animals of Hogwarts", "little snake", "little lion", "little eagle and little badger", which are mostly used in writing .
Of course, it’s not that I’m disgusted by other people’s use of it. Don’t get me wrong, these pronouns are quite cute; it’s just that I want to write this in the text of this article.
* Regarding the question about Harley not practicing Animagus, I answered a little angel in the comments, in case there are still doubts, I will post it here again (the word count is exploding again...)
From the hpwikiAnimagus entry:
It takes skill, practice, and patience for wizards and witches to become Animagi. The process of becoming an Animagus is long and arduous, and has the potential to backfire and cause the transformation to go horribly wrong. of limited practical use unless one has a great need of disguise or concealment
Simple translation: The process of practicing becoming an Animagus is time-consuming and laborious, and there is a danger of backfire. Many wizards simply feel that their time can be spent on other things because of the practicality of the craft of Animagus Very limited, unless you really need camouflage and concealment.
Also from hpwiki:
Albus Dumbledore made a note within The Tales of Beedle the Bard to explain for Minerva McGonagall that, while Animagiare usually people who seek to avoid punishment when they broke the law, sherely became one to further her studies in Transfiguration.
Simple translation: Dumbledore once commented for Professor McGonagall in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", and Animagus are usually those who break the law and hope to avoid punishment.McGonagall became an Animagus only for the sake of furthering her research on transfiguration.
In summary, although it is admitted that the setting of Animagus is quite interesting, based on the above information, Harley does not need to practice, and probably has no time to practice (Even Xiao Deng himself did not practice)