Batman's Owl Godfather

The rag doll Mu En is born in this life.

When Hermione told her about her inappropriate behavior, Bruce and Katum both stared at her with horrifying eyes.

Muen also knew that something was wrong, so he simply huddled up with his head in his hands, hiding in Hermione's arms and not daring to come out.

"Let's see how long you can hide."

Bruce sneered, the dream magic she brought before was wrong, and now she was also tipping off information.

The day Hermione can't protect you, it will be your death.

"Be beaten first and then talk!" Katum said. "If she doesn't know what she's saying, then the beating is too light."

Mu En shivered even more. She wanted to explain herself, but she was unable to speak.

At this time, Bruce came back to his senses and confirmed with Katum through telepathy.

"Is it really Barbatos?"

He said, "I'm not looking down on the witch, but she has been following Hermione all day long. Is there any information that needs to be reported to Barbatos?"

Could it be that Barbatos is interested in the daily life of a little girl?

Too perverted?

"I don't think so either."

Katum said, "I'm probably reporting my whereabouts to that old woman in Ravenclaw, but what does this have to do with me? I just want to teach her a lesson."

During the exchange between the two, Mu En felt that the murderous aura around him had decreased a lot.

She poked her head out of Hermione's arms a little and met the owl's eyes.

"Uh-huh-"

She quickly lowered her head, not daring to poke her head out again.

…

Soon, the Grangers arrived at the Leaky Cauldron.

They entered Diagon Alley and went to Flourish and Blotts Academy to buy the textbooks they needed for this year's class.

""Intermediate Transfiguration", "Monsters' Book of Monsters", "Pull Through the Fog to See the Future", "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Runes"..."

Bruce looked at this year's textbook list. Since he had chosen almost all the courses, the list this time was extra long compared to previous years.

Among them, "The Monster Book of Monsters" is the most special. It's like being alive, and the books bite each other, so the store clerk had to keep them in a cage.

When he heard that the Grangers wanted two monster books, the clerk's pained expression was as if the family had suffered a disaster.

By the time the books were purchased, Bruce and Hermione's textbooks combined filled six bags.

As soon as Bruce and Mr. Granger walked out of the bookstore carrying bags, they heard Hermione's voice saying hello.

"Hello! Ron!"

Bruce looked up and saw that they had bumped into the Weasley family.

"Good afternoon Hermione!" Ron greeted, "Did you receive the postcard I sent from Egypt? I sent it to both you and Bruce."

"I got it," Hermione shook her head and said, "But you sent too many. There's already a pile."

"I sent so many messages to Harry, but he still never replied to me once."

Ron said, "Speaking of which, Harry seems to have made a big mistake during the summer vacation and is now living in Diagon Alley. This is what my father told me."

Hermione suddenly looked worried. She knew Harry and Ron very well.

If even Ron felt that Harry had made a big mistake, then the matter would be really shocking.

Bruce was also curious. He wanted to ask Katum if he knew anything, but when he turned around, he saw the owl staring at Ron closely.

"What are you looking at?"

Bruce followed the owl's gaze and saw the mouse Scabbers in Ron's arms.

Banban seemed to be in worse condition than two months ago, probably because of his age.

It looked completely abused, and compared with other mice with bright coats, they looked particularly shabby.

"You don't want to eat Ron's mice, do you?" Bruce frowned, "Didn't you only eat human food before? Why do you want to return to the life of an owl today?"

Katum didn't answer him.

After a while, Katum took a deep breath and said with satisfaction: "Seventy-four, twelve more than two months ago."

"What are you talking about?" Bruce frowned.

What seventy-four or sixty-two.

"Ron's freckles!" the owl said matter-of-factly. "I count Ron's freckles at the beginning and end of every school year. It's a sense of ritual."

It is also a testimony to Ron’s growth.

Bruce was speechless. He never imagined that Katum would be so boring.

"So you weren't looking at Ron's mouse just now?"

"Why should I look at that thing?"

Katum shook his head and said, "Sooner or later, someone will capture the dead bones in the grave."

…

On the other side, Mr. and Mrs. Granger were chatting with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

They also knew the family had traveled to Egypt during the summer.

When the conversation became more interesting, Mrs. Granger suggested: "Let's take the children to have something to eat. They will definitely have a lot to talk about after not seeing each other for the summer vacation."

Mrs. Weasley nodded in agreement.

The two families walked into Florin Fusco's ice cream shop. Bruce, Hermione and Ron sat by the window and watched the people coming and going in Diagon Alley.

"Back to Harry."

Ron dug into the ice cream in front of him, "It seems that he used magic outside the school against the rules and blew up his aunt."

"Exploded!?" Hermione's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

So, didn't Harry kill someone...

"Oh no, it didn't explode, it didn't explode!"

Ron realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly explained, "It swelled up and blew into a balloon. I heard it floated quite far!"

Thinking of that scene, Ron couldn't hold back and laughed foolishly.

"Ron!" Hermione said very seriously, "This is not a fun thing. Even if there are no serious consequences, it is not allowed for young wizards to use magic outside of school!"

And if something happens again, Harry may be expelled.

I really don't know how Ron can laugh!

"It's not my magic..."

After Ron muttered a few words in a low voice, his eyes suddenly lit up and he pointed out the window and shouted, "Isn't Harry there? Harry! Harry!"

He waved vigorously, trying to attract the attention of his good friend.

Hermione also saw Harry, who was wandering aimlessly on the street, as if he had just woken up and was ready to go out for food.

Hearing his good friend's call, Harry also saw them.

He immediately walked over here.

"Finally I see you."

When Harry sat down, Ron said happily, "We were just discussing you."

Harry smiled bitterly, he probably guessed what he was talking about.

"How do you know?" he asked.

"My dad said so." Ron replied, "Come to think of it, he seems to have something to say to you."

After that, he called Mr. Weasley, Arthur looked over and found Harry sitting among the children.

"Harry!"

Arthur suddenly called him, "Can you come over here, I have something to tell you."

Harry walked over confusedly, and the two went to the corner to talk.

Bruce heard intermittently the words "danger", "Sirius", "protection" and so on, he probably understood that Mr. Weasley was reminding Harry.

"Why is Sirius staring at Harry like this?"

Bruce asked the owl, "I mean, if Sirius is so loyal, he should go to Voldemort instead of taking revenge on Harry, right?"

Voldemort is not really dead.

"Sirius would never hurt Harry."

Katum snatched the ice cream in front of Bruce and said while eating, "He is Harry's godfather. How could a godfather harm his own child?"

Bruce has become accustomed to Katum's way of speaking, and he always accidentally reveals an explosive secret.

"Sirius is Harry's godfather? But he betrayed Harry's parents and indirectly caused their death."

Bruce tried to digest the news and wondered, "Are all godfathers such bastards?"

Especially Sirius killed thirteen innocent passers-by.

"Don't be so indirect here."

Katum said, "Sirius was wronged, and the real murderer is among us now. Do you want to guess who it is? I bet you can't guess it."

"Ron's rat."

Bruce had a blank expression on his face and blurted out the answer.

"Hey!"

Katum looked at Bruce in surprise for several times, "Is your reasoning ability so strong?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Bruce curled his lips and said, "You just said that someone would catch the mouse sooner or later, and now you say the murderer is among us. Shenhai can think that there is something wrong with it."

After that, he looked at Ron.

"Ron, can you lend me Scabbers for a while?"

"No problem!"

Ron first handed over the listless Scabbers, and then asked, "Why are you suddenly interested in Scabbers today?"

"I'm a mouse lover."

Bruce explained vaguely, and then asked, "By the way, how many years has Scabbers been in your house?"

Ron thought for a while: "About twelve years. It was Percy's pet, and then it was passed to me. Now it is very old and doesn't move every day. I wouldn't be surprised if it died one day."

So that's it.

Bruce nodded secretly. Can mice live so long?

Generally speaking, the life span of ordinary wild mice is at most three years, and even if they are artificially bred to the limit, it will not exceed ten years.

How well do the Weasleys take care of mice to allow Scabbers to live for twelve years?

At this time, Scabbers was in Bruce's hand and began to struggle uncontrollably, as if he felt the boy's malice.

But Bruce held it tightly, and the little mouse could not escape.

"Interesting."

Katum leaned his face closer, "This guy seems to have a strong ability to sense danger."

Seeing the owl approaching him, Scabbers looked even more uneasy.

Owls will eat mice.

Did this guy really regard himself as food?

He looked at Bruce suddenly.

Well, the mouse lover you just mentioned, it turns out that you want your owl to have mice every meal!

Too much!

Scabbers was so wronged that he almost cried.

He had a hard time recently.

Ever since he heard that Sirius had escaped from prison, he was worried every day, and he had no appetite. He only thought about how to escape from the Weasley family and fly away.

As a result, not only did he not run away, but even an owl dared to act in front of him and treated him as food.

Do you really think you have no temper?

I, Rat, am really angry!

"Look, Ron." Bruce suddenly said in surprise, "Your rat can also make a fist!"

"This stupid rat can do many things."

Ron is well-informed and was not surprised at all.

"It has lived for so many years, so it should know more than other mice."

"Really..."

Bruce looked at the mouse with a half-smile, and his front paw was missing a finger.

Thinking of the murder case of Sirius in the past, Bruce thought that one of the victims, Peter Pettigrew, was dead with only a finger left.

"Is he Peter Pettigrew?"

Bruce turned Scabbers over and over, opened his paws and looked around, "So, he should be an Animagus, right?"

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why people become mice.

"Right." Katum nodded and said, "So do you want to expose his identity?"

Open the box for the mouse once, and the person in Scabbers will be exposed.

"This is a good suggestion, but I refuse."

Bruce picked up Scabbers by the tail and hung it up.

"I will learn to become an Animagus this year.

"This mouse can provide me with a lot of reference data."

This is what it means to make the best use of things.