Batman's Owl Godfather

After rubbing the slate, Bruce entered the meditation room and wanted to analyze it in a quiet environment.

After confirming that Bruce had left, Katum took out the doll again.

"That's probably the case."

He said to Diana on the other side of the doll, "It's only been three months here. Bruce didn't break the appointment on purpose."

Then, he put the doll to his ear and heard the reply from the other side.

The owl kept responding.

"That's right. Since you choose to wait for a boy to grow up, this is inevitable."

"Yes, yes, you have to be angry when you should be angry."

"I won't tell Bruce, you can teach him whatever you want then."

"Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on him."

…

The next day, Steve got up early.

As a soldier, he had an extremely regular and strict schedule, but even though he got up so early, when he opened the door, Bruce was already standing at the door.

"Good morning, Captain Rogers."

Bruce smiled, "I was just about to knock on the door, but I didn't expect you were already up."

He picked up the brown paper bag in his hand and shook it. It contained Steve's breakfast.

"I don't know what you like to eat."

Bruce said as he walked into Steve's room, "So I prepared a sandwich and coffee for you, which is what people in your era should eat."

"Thank you, Bruce."

Steve followed and walked in. He happened to be a little hungry.

But now, Steve is more interested in the brown paper bag in Bruce's hand, and this interest even exceeds hunger.

"Is there a breakfast shop near here?"

He asked, "Looking around, I can only see endless snow-capped mountains."

"No." Bruce put the paper bag on the table. "I bought it from New York, Queens. Do you know that place?"

"Of course I know, I was born in Brooklyn, right next to Queens...wait?"

Steve suddenly realized something was wrong, "You said you bought this breakfast in New York?!"

How is that possible!

"Isn't this tens of thousands of miles from New York?"

Steve was so shocked that he couldn't speak coherently, and kept pointing his fingers back and forth between himself and Bruce.

"This is magic, isn't it amazing?"

Bruce shook his head and said, "Captain, I don't know what you are surprised about. Didn't you go back to the United States yesterday?"

"But I-"

Steve wanted to say that he was dreaming from his soul state, which was different from Bruce buying things directly.

But he couldn't tell exactly what was different.

After a while, he was freed from this entangled and shocked state, leaving only a deep awe of magic in his heart.

Crossing a distance of thousands of miles is as simple as breathing for magic.

"Eat quickly, Captain." Bruce said, "I have to go to school later."

"Do you still need to go to school?" Steve couldn't understand.

"I'm only thirteen years old, and I'm at school age." Bruce thought for a while and said, "Speaking of which, I have a friend who is also a huge fan of yours."

"It was an honor."

Steve is still a little numb. Since waking up, he has received too many shocks.

He picked up the sandwich, put it in his mouth and took a bite, chewing it mechanically.

Just then, Bruce told Steve another piece of good news.

"Ms. Paige's matter will be resolved soon."

He said, "So now you have to think about how Ms. Paige will explain to others when she returns to her youth."

This is a very serious question.

If no convincing explanation can be given, Peggy will definitely be treated as a monster unless she becomes anonymous from now on.

Of course Steve couldn't give an answer to this question.

He could only look blankly at Bruce, a boy half his age.

Since Bruce can raise this issue, maybe there is a solution.

"well!"

Seeing Steve like this, Bruce couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"You haven't thought about this at all?"

"No."

With his mouth full of sandwiches, Steve shook his head and said, "Howard was usually in charge of such brain-using things in the past."

Now that Howard Stark is gone, he needs another Howard.

"Okay."

Bruce could only nod in agreement.

Although it was not his intention, it seemed that no matter which world Bruce went to, he could not escape the fate of having an external brain.

"The existence of the magical world is still a secret and cannot be mentioned to the outside world."

Bruce said, "But if Paige's rejuvenation is a personal act of a superpower, there is no need to worry about these concerns."

"Superpower?" Steve swallowed the food in his mouth, "Who is it?"

Then, he saw Bruce looking at him without saying a word.

"I?!"

He felt extremely surprised, "But I don't have super powers!"

"You can have it," Bruce said.

"I really didn't!" Steve defended again.

He thought Bruce had misunderstood him because of those propaganda and cartoons, so he explained patiently.

"Listen Bruce, I received the super soldier serum and have a physique that is different from ordinary people, but this does not mean that I have any supernatural abilities..."

"You're the one who didn't understand, Captain Rogers."

Bruce sat in front of Steve, looked him in the eyes, and said, "It doesn't matter whether you have the ability or not, as long as others think you have it."

"Ah?"

Steve was speechless.

All of a sudden, he understood what Bruce meant.

In traditional concepts, Steve had died seventy years ago, and now he has returned again, so he is a man with miracles.

In this case, if he creates more miracles, it is not so difficult to accept.

"You mean... I will be your spokesperson?" Steve asked tentatively.

"Yes."

Bruce nodded, and his expression began to gloom. Owls who are familiar with him generally know that when Batboy shows this expression, it is time for him to start making up stories.

"Captain Rogers, why do you think we should hide our existence from the world?"

"This..."

Steve certainly didn't know the reason, but it didn't stop him from thinking about it.

Based on the novels he had read, he naturally thought of a possibility.

"Are you keeping some kind of oath?"

"Yes!"

Bruce nodded solemnly, "Captain, what I'm going to tell you next is a very long story, which can probably be traced back to the ancient Egyptian period."

In the following time, Steve remained confused and listened to Bruce's magic history lesson.

What wizards, what Muggles, what magic schools, what the International Confederation of Wizards Statute of Secrecy.

Every word Bruce said was guaranteed to be well-founded and there was no lie at all.

Steve, a man from the 1940s, had never eaten such bran before, and he was completely immersed in this world full of fantastic ideas without knowing it.

"What happens after that?"

Steve asked, "Is the Dark Lord really dead? Why did Dumbledore say he would come back?"

"You should ask Dumbledore about this."

Bruce said, "Now you understand the situation. The magic world must focus on dealing with Voldemort. If the outside world knows about our existence at this time, the result will be..."

"I understand!"

Steve suddenly understood, "Your energy will be dispersed, which will give the Dark Lord an opportunity!"

He finally understood Bruce's difficulties.

This 13-year-old wizard, in his heart, is actually thinking about his country and the world!

"Thank you for your understanding, Captain Rogers."

"It should be."

Steve's expression was serious. He assured Bruce, "I will keep it a secret for you and will not leak it at all!"

"That's even better."

Bruce said, "Although we have concealed our existence, we still care about the earth and mankind. If we can package magic into technology and benefit most civilians, we are willing to do this!"

"That's why you chose me as your spokesperson."

Steve finally realized his mission. He woke up from the glacier not by chance, but by fate.

He is a bridge of communication and help between wizards and Muggles.

For a while, Steve was full of energy, and the feeling of wandering that he had missed seventy years in the human world disappeared without a trace.

He immediately promised: "I will definitely play this role well!"

"I believe you! Later, I will slowly tell you more knowledge you need to know."

Or the character setting.

Bruce looked at Steve and thought, it was also thanks to Steve Rogers, a moral benchmark with a sense of responsibility higher than the sky.

If it were someone else, he would never take on the responsibility that did not belong to him so easily.

…

Two days later.

In a nursing home in Virginia, Peggy Carter, who was in her 80s, fell asleep in bed.

It was getting late at night.

The nurse who was responsible for taking care of Peggy wiped her body and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the nurse felt something flashing past the window.

The 20-year-old girl suddenly shuddered all over, and fear spread unconsciously in her heart.

What is outside the window? !

She turned her head and looked out the window with trembling.

"Coo--"

Suddenly, a bird's cry came from outside the window.

The nurse was relieved when she heard it. What? It turned out to be just an owl.

The fear in her heart was dispelled, and the nurse quietly left the room. When she closed the door, a black figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the room.

He was tall and burly, wearing a black battle suit, a helmet, and a round shield on his back.

On both sides of the helmet, there were wing patterns, and on the top of his head, there were owl-like ear feathers.

On the round shield, there was a direct painting of an owl flying high with its wings spread.

A new form of Steve Rogers appeared.

"Peggy, Peggy!"

Steve sat by Peggy's bed and whispered his lover's name.

This was the first time he had come into contact with Peggy in reality after waking up.

Steve had to admit that Peggy in reality was older than in his dream.

After calling her repeatedly, Peggy's eyelids moved a few times, and then she opened her eyes.

The blurry figure in front of her gradually became clear. It was a man dressed very suspiciously.

Peggy's pupils shrank instantly, and she opened her mouth, almost screaming.

"Shhhhhh!"

Steve covered Peggy's mouth with one hand, and took off his helmet with the other hand, revealing his handsome face.

"It's me, Paige!"

Steve pointed at his face and said, "Steve! Don't you recognize it?"

"Uh-huh!"

Paige was still shouting, her eyes widening, which can be said to be the best portrayal of panic.

Of course she had recognized Steve.

So young, so handsome, so energetic.

Just as it was when he died seventy years ago.

I see!

Paige suddenly understood, it seemed it was time, even Steve came to pick her up in person.

"Uh-huh!"

Paige yelled a few more times, trying to get Steve to take his hands away. She had something to say.

But Steve didn't realize Peggy's emotions, and he still kept emphasizing to Peggy.

"Don't scream, it's me Steve, you've recognized me before!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Peggy, a lot has really happened. Please calm down first and I will tell you slowly!"

"Uh-huh!"

Finally, no matter how slow Steve was, he finally realized something was wrong.

Why did Paige suddenly start rolling her eyes? !

"not good!"

Steve suddenly took his hand away and hurriedly apologized to Paige, "I'm sorry Paige, I was too emotional."

Not only because of the emotion, but also because he hadn't really realized how old Paige was.

"Cough cough cough!"

Peggy breathed in the fresh air, coughed violently several times, and then took back half of her foot that had stepped through the gate of heaven.

During this process, Steve could only rub his hands and wait beside him with a look of helplessness.

He is really honest, and now he doesn't even dare to touch Peggy.

"Steve, is it really you?"

Finally, after Paige calmed down, she called out Steve's name.

That call was extremely indifferent, like an old man who looked away and calmly called the name of the God of Death.

"It's me, Paige!"

Steve squatted at the head of Peggy's bed, looking into her eyes.

"Are you here to pick me up?" Paige asked with a smile.

"Pick you up? You can also say, I..."

After saying this, Steve suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he realized that Paige had misunderstood.

"No, no, no!" He quickly explained, "I'm not the ghost you think, I'm a human being, a living human being! Peggy, I'm back alive to see you!"

After all, he was afraid that Peggy wouldn't believe it and would give him a slap in the face.

A clearly visible red mark suddenly appeared on his face.

"You're not dead..."

When Paige saw this scene, her originally indifferent mood suddenly showed signs of collapse.

Steve is not dead? And still so young?

"you……"

She struggled to reach out, trying to grab the person she had been dreaming about for seventy years.

"I'm not dead, really, Peggy, I'm back alive to see you!"

Steve grabbed Paige's hand tightly.

"My Captain America is back..."

Paige's emotions were so complicated that she couldn't express them in words. She had too many things to say.

However, at this time, Steve suddenly corrected:

"Captain America? No, I'm not Captain America anymore, I'm—

"Captain Owl!"