Batman's Owl Godfather

"Ariana?"

Dumbledore pronounced the name.

It was the pain of his sister who died young and he would never dare to express it in his life.

"Albus?"

Ariana came to Dumbledore with a confused expression, "Aren't you happy for me?"

"I……"

Just as Dumbledore was about to speak, he saw himself in the mirror on the wall.

Young, handsome and high-spirited.

His eyes were full of confidence and pride.

That was him, Albus Dumbledore, seventeen years old.

President of the Boys' Union, Prefect, Barnabus Finkley Award for Outstanding Spellcasting Techniques, Wizengamot British Youth Representative, Cairo International Alchemy Congress Pioneering Contribution Gold Award.

The dragon and the phoenix among men.

"It's me..."

Dumbledore muttered.

It seemed to be a deliberate arrangement by the other party. He still maintained his self-awareness and could leave the dream at any time.

But Ariana's voice still echoed in her ears.

"Albus?"

Dumbledore slowly turned his head and looked at his regret of nearly a hundred years.

He had never seen Ariana look like this.

Dumbledore's family is not perfect.

Ariana was bullied because she was seen performing magic, and she became crazy and unable to control her magic.

Her father went to jail to avenge her, and her mother died when her magic went out of control.

Ariana herself was implicated in the melee between Dumbledore, his brother Aberforth and Grindelwald and died.

This is the pain that Dumbledore cannot express.

He had been thinking if he had not met Grindelwald that summer, but paid more attention to Ariana.

I won't be trapped in guilt forever.

At this time, Ariana looked at her brother and felt a little strange.

"Aren't you happy for me?"

She was a little angry, "Aberforth is so happy. He even said he would prepare a gift for me, but you are like this. I will never be with you again!"

"I--"

Dumbledore's heart trembled.

He could leave, he could leave at any time.

But he also wanted to see Ariana going to school.

"I'm only here for a moment, just a moment!"

Dumbledore said to himself in his mind, "I will leave after Ariana has finished attending the sorting ceremony!"

…

In the real Hogwarts, everyone is affected.

Especially the professors who were in the ward at that time fell into a coma immediately.

Fortunately, Professor Gale happened to leave the room.

When the silver light erupted, he immediately realized something was wrong and used a magic spell to protect himself.

Then he opened the door of the ward and found people inside.

There are different expressions on their faces, sadness, joy, guilt, pain...

Not all.

“I have nothing to give but blood, hard work, sweat and tears—”

Minister Fudge was still mumbling and talking in his sleep, as if he was giving a speech.

Even Dumbledore was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed.

"You guys are really..."

Gale gritted his teeth and wanted to curse, but he just left for a while and something like this happened.

This group of people can't do anything without themselves, right?

You have to rely on me at the critical moment!

Gale took out his wand and pointed at the diary lying on the ground.

"Li Huo——"

"Gellert?"

Suddenly, a voice stopped him.

That was the voice engraved deep in Gale's heart, and he would never forget it even when he died.

He turned his head sharply.

At this time, he was no longer in the ward of Hogwarts, but in a room.

A blue-eyed boy sat at the desk, scribbling on the page with a quill.

The sunlight shines through the window and onto the desk and the boy's face, which is exactly what Grindelwald remembers.

“You’re right, Gellert, our abilities give us more responsibilities.

"We have a responsibility to fight for the greater good for all wizards!"

The young Albus Dumbledore turned back and showed Grindelwald what he had drawn on the paper.

It was a designed symbol containing the initials of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Dumbledore smiled and said: "Use this mark to represent us!"

…

Countless owls were flying around the castle.

They confirm the status of all teachers and students at Hogwarts, and then pass the information to their overlord.

Katum is in the training ground.

Bruce fell against the wall and lost consciousness.

He also fell.

Katum stood above him, like a king standing on a throne, waiting for his subjects to see him.

"Your Majesty, Slytherin College has also been completely wiped out!"

An owl flew in, bringing the situation in the Slytherin common room.

"It's really all down."

Katum sighed, this old Ravenclaw woman is so cruel that she won't leave anyone alive.

In Hogwarts, as long as there is a person, everyone is dragged into the dream.

Except for Katum.

Ravenclaw didn't seem to notice the owls, and of course, the same went for other animals.

Katum was a little indignant about this: "You have to pay a price for looking down on owls!"

Having said that, the current situation is indeed urgent.

Katum had already flown around the castle several times and didn't see Ravenna.

He saw everything that happened in the ward just now, so he naturally knew what happened.

There is something wrong with Voldemort's diary, and power burst out from it.

But the diary did not circulate according to its original trajectory. He was taken to the school by Grindelwald, then into the hands of Bruce, and finally handed over to Dumbledore.

From beginning to end, there was no possibility of manipulation.

How did Ravenclaw do it?

"well!"

Katum sighed, "Bruce fainted, and no one even praised me for my reasoning."

Forget it, let's find a way to wake Bruce up first.

Now I can't wake up Batboy by physical means alone, I can only find a way to enter his dream.

"Young men, keep an eye on this person!"

Katum said to the owls around him, "You can say anything else, but don't drop bird droppings on him!"

He was so considerate to Bruce, he thought as he flew towards the ward.

Entering the ward, the smoke from the medium's ceremony was still filling the air, and the diary was opened and fell to the ground.

Gale fell to the side with a silly smile on his face.

"It's so embarrassing!"

Katum sighed, then looked at the diary——

Then he discovered that even Voldemort in this diary fell into an indescribable sleep.

"It seems we have to enter Voldemort's dream."

Shen Mian's power spreads from the diary. If Katum wants to solve it, he must return to the source and start from the diary.

Although Katum had no interest in what Voldemort could dream about, he had to take a look now.

The owl flew high and then plummeted down.

He plunged into the diary with a sudden movement, and his entire body disappeared into the pages.

…

The cold wind howled, and Katum appeared out of thin air in front of a building.

He knew this building all too well.

Wu's Orphanage, Bruce's first home in this world.

Several newspapers blew by in the cold wind. Katum stepped on one and read the date on it.

December 31, 1926.

"That's it? It's boring."

Katum shook his head. He originally thought he would see some big scene in his dream.

For example, Voldemort conquered the world and successfully created a country where wizards ruled Muggles.

If that were the case, he would be happy to stay a little longer.

After all, wizards rule humans, and as a close comrade of wizards, the status of owls must also rise.

As a result, when we actually saw Voldemort in the dream, he was simply disappointing.

"I remember this date. It was the day Voldemort was born, right?"

The owl was a little confused, "Voldemort is so powerful that he even has the memory of the day he was born?"

Without getting an answer, Katum immediately saw a boy wearing a wizard's robe walking into the orphanage.

That was Voldemort, also sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle.

Katum flew in after him.

Tom had easy access to the orphanage and knew its way around.

Wu's Orphanage welcomed their great king.

After passing a few turns in the corridor, Tom entered a room.

Katum flew to the door and heard the conversation inside.

"Feeling better?" It was Tom's voice.

"Much better," a woman replied.

Her voice was extremely weak, and just by listening to it, one could feel the life of this person like a candle in the wind.

"You shouldn't have run away with that Muggle."

Tom's tone was filled with blame, "You are a descendant of Slytherin and a pure-blood witch. How could you run away with a Muggle and let yourself end up like this! Do you know -"

At this point, he suddenly stopped.

After a moment, Tom sighed softly and continued: "If I don't come today, you will die soon."

Katum sneaked into the room without attracting anyone's attention.

He saw the woman who was talking to Tom.

She was lying on the bed, her face pale, but even so, she could not hide her face that made the owl stunning.

This is a very beautiful woman.

At this time, hearing Tom's accusation, the woman reluctantly smiled.

"But I'm happy."

She held a sleeping baby in her arms, "I will never forget the day Tom proposed to me. He said he would take me away from that desperate family.

“I believed him and he did.

"And we have a child of love."

Tom?

Hearing this name, Katum could basically confirm that this woman was Merope Gaunt, Voldemort's biological mother.

She was supposed to die an hour after giving birth to Voldemort, but she survived in this dream.

And the real Merope doesn't look like this.

She should have dry hair, plain appearance, and eyes staring in two opposite directions.

This beautiful Merope only exists from Voldemort's perspective.

At this time, Tom snorted coldly and said: "A Muggle who was killed by a car actually made you miss him to this extent."

"This gentleman, please don't say that, he is my husband!"

Merope hugged the child tighter, "We love each other! This kind of love does not distinguish between wizards and Muggles!"

"Whatever you want!"

Tom stood up suddenly and said coldly, "No matter what, I will cure your disease!

"As long as I am here, you are not allowed to die."