Batman's Owl Godfather

Chapter 27 Harry Potter

"Hmm?"

"Ah?"

Bruce and Katoom stared at each other, not knowing what the other was talking about.

"How can you give it to Snape!" Katoom retorted loudly, "I don't want to see a greasy old man become a greasy old woman!"

"Why should I give it to Potter?"

Bruce's reaction was even more intense, "I don't even know him! And I only want to deal with Snape, why should I involve others?"

Katum pounced on Bruce's face: "I don't care, listen to me, I want to have fun!"

"Impossible!"

Bruce flatly refused and waved his hand to drive away the owl, "I made the potion, I can't give it to you!"

With the existence of the contract, Bruce didn't worry about the devil turning the table.

Everything must be done in his own way.

The same is true for brewing potions!

"Do you think you are the only one who can make potions?" Katoom flew back a distance, "The Demon King can do everything, I can make it too!"

He showed his wings, as flexible as his hands.

Bruce sneered: "You don't have the materials! The materials for compound potions are very expensive!"

Katum retorted: "You don't have them either?"

"I can buy!" Bruce finally showed his ugly face, "I am the heir of the Wayne Group, and I am so poor that I only have money left!"

"Haha!"

Katum sneered, and his eight hundred eyes turned at the same time.

You can buy, so I can't steal?

I will steal from you, Bruce, first, and if I can't steal, I will steal from Snape.

...

In the next few days, Bruce and Katum, one by one, guarded against each other like thieves, and were unwilling to reveal the progress of their potion making.

On Thursday afternoon, Bruce finished his class and went to the hall to eat with his books.

Katum stood upright above his head, looking down at everyone, unwilling to come down at all.

Bruce also held his breath, and if you don't come down, then don't come down.

I just think of it as wearing a hat.

"Bruce!" Justin sat down next to Bruce. He first glanced at the owl on the other's head, and then whispered, "What's wrong? Are you having a conflict with your pet?"

"Don't mind him."

Bruce took a bite of the sandwich and chewed hard, "He's sick."

Is it not sick to give a boy who doesn't know a potion?

What's the point of watching fun?

Bruce couldn't understand what Harry's transformation into a girl had to do with Snape.

What kind of fun could there be?

Justin smiled awkwardly and decided not to participate in the competition between Bruce and Katum.

Bruce was eating dinner while flipping through the newspaper.

A piece of news caught his attention.

"The latest report on the illegal break-in at Gringotts"

"The investigation into the illegal break-in at Gringotts on July 31 is still ongoing. It is generally believed that it was done by an unknown dark wizard.

"The goblins of Gringotts reiterated today that nothing was stolen. The underground vault searched by the intruder had actually been emptied earlier that day.

"A spokesperson for the Gringotts goblin said this afternoon: We have no information on what is stored in the vault, please do not interfere with this matter."

Gringotts?

Bruce thought of his previous experience in Gringotts, when a goblin told him that the vault of Gringotts was the safest place in the world.

And it was stolen?

It's not safe!

Wait, it seems that someone also told him that Hogwarts is the safest place in the world...

Just as Bruce was still thinking about it, the sound of two boys talking suddenly came from outside the gate, and the sound came from far away.

"Tomorrow is Potions class. To be honest, I think Professor Snape may hate me."

"Why? You have only met once at the Sorting Ceremony."

Bruce looked up and saw that it was Harry Potter and his red-haired friend.

The two walked away slowly, and Bruce's head suddenly felt light.

He touched the top of his head, no, the owl was gone.

Bruce stood up suddenly, without thinking, Katum must have run over to chase Harry.

Is his potion brewed? So fast?

With the guidance of the Half-Blood Prince's notes, Bruce didn't need to endure for half a year like Hermione.

But it would take about a week.

As a result, Katum was much faster than him. He finished brewing in just a few days.

Bruce hurried to catch up. There was no doubt that Katum must have secretly put the brewed potion next to Harry.

However, just as he was chasing Harry's back, a girl suddenly called him.

"Bruce!"

He turned around and saw Hermione walking towards him with a smile. It was her who greeted him just now.

"How are you doing recently?"

Hermione came to Bruce with a book in her arms. "Our two colleges don't have classes together. Are you getting along well with your classmates?"

It was because of this delay that Bruce saw Katum flying back. From his proud flying posture, it can be seen that he has succeeded.

Then, Katum landed on Bruce's head again.

"Katum! This is not good!"

Hermione saw Katum like this and directly tiptoed to hold the owl down.

"Are you guys having a conflict?" Hermione held the owl in her arms, "You guys aren't usually like this, are you?"

No, there is no conflict now.

Seeing the owl's look, Bruce knew that everything was irreversible.

Even if he wanted to steal the potion back, Katum would definitely stop him.

You can only leave it to fate, Harry, I will apologize to you later.

Bruce finally gave up and focused his attention on Hermione.

Then he noticed something was wrong.

Why did Hermione first ask him whether he had a good relationship with his classmates?

Could it be... Hermione encountered such a problem?

...

The next day, Friday, Gryffindor and Slytherin's potion class.

Harry walked towards the underground classroom with a nervous mood.

Ever since he looked at Snape at the sorting ceremony and the scar on his head began to hurt, Harry had a little fear of Snape.

This teacher is wrong.

And Harry can feel that he hates himself!

"Why are you so nervous?" Ron walked with Harry and found his friend's abnormality, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to drink some pumpkin juice?"

After that, Ron handed his water bottle to Harry.

Harry was indeed a little thirsty.

"No, I'll just drink water." He took out his water bottle, took a few gulps, and then let out a long breath.

Who cares? Maybe it was just his illusion. Snape didn't really hate him that much.

"Ron, let's go..."

While speaking, Harry suddenly felt that something was wrong with his body.

As if melting, his appearance began to change, his body became petite, and his hair began to grow and slowly turned red.

Ron was already scared.

He watched his good friend, the black-haired boy Harry Potter, turn into a red-haired girl in front of him.

"Ah!!!" Ron suddenly screamed!