Chapter 101 The Eternal Alley Katoom didn't expect that the seventeen-year-old Voldemort would have such thoughts. Although he denied it, he made up a new story for himself in his dreams. My parents truly love each other, and I was born out of love. He also fully respected his mother's wishes and did not force her to change her father. Even the truth about his father's death was erased. In reality, Old Tom was killed by Little Tom himself, but now it has been turned into death in a car accident. I wonder if Voldemort hesitated for even a second when he killed his father. "Oh, how bitter it is!" Katoom shouted twice, expressing his feelings on behalf of Voldemort.
Unable to obtain, unable to let go, the obsession that Lockhart had mentioned before was also reflected in Voldemort. Katoom had no intention of awakening Voldemort. He was willing to support his mother in his dreams, so let him do it. He was just passing through his dream and was going to find Bruce. The owl flapped its wings and flew out of the window. It kept flying and flying, and finally flew to the edge of the dream. There, one can see countless balls of light floating outside. Those were dreams. As the carrier of the silver light, the diary connects all dreams. “What a chaotic feeling!” Although his soul was clearly connected to Bruce's, the owl couldn't find which ball of light belonged to the little bat. I can only believe in the bond between them! Katum randomly selected a ball of light and flew into it. Bruce, here I come! …… “I have always held a belief— “Where there is conflict, give harmony; “Truth should be preached where there is error; “To bring faith where there is doubt; “Where there is disappointment, raise hope! "Thank you everyone. From today on, I will give the world a brand new magical world!" In a place that looked like a parliament, Hermione, dressed in adult clothes, stood on the stage and swore an oath to the members of parliament below.
Everyone in the audience was a familiar face, Harry, Ron, Neville... they all looked like children but dressed like adults. It's as if the entire Hogwarts was moved here. Katum appeared out of nowhere and sighed helplessly. Wrong place, this was Hermione's dream. He had believed in the bond with Bruce, but he was still wrong. It can be seen that the responsibility lies entirely with Bruce. When he wakes up, he should reflect on himself. The inaugural speech on stage has ended, and Hermione has taken office as the head of the Ministry of Magic. She had never seen what the Ministry of Magic looked like, so she made a one-to-one replica of the Buckingham Palace she had seen on TV. Hermione sat behind her desk, opposite her cousin Bruce who was nodding and bowing. "Bruce, from today on, I will appoint you as my first secretary and help me handle various affairs!" "Thank you, cousin!" Bruce in the dream suddenly smiled happily. Hermione frowned. "How many times have I told you!" she criticized, "You should use your job title when you are working!" "Yes, Sir Minister!" Katum saw the whole scene and waited for a while, but he didn't see what he wanted to see. Suddenly, the owl started cursing. "Damn Hermione, I've been so nice to you for nothing!" He was furious, "You're the Minister of Magic, why don't you build a statue for me!" Katum turned around and flew out of the dream. Hermione didn't deserve to be woken up. …… Katum then tried many dreams. He saw Harry with both parents, Malfoy to whom Harry was loyal, Ron who was admired by everyone, and Neville who was reunited with his family... Um?and many more. As the owl passed through Neville's dream, it stopped for a moment. Neville, who was usually a reserved person, was smiling happily at the moment as he was with his parents. Katum thought about it, Neville's parents are not dead yet, right?
They were tortured insane by the Death Eaters and are now in a mental hospital. If that's the case, there is still hope. I'll put this matter to Bruce some other day and see if he can find a solution for Neville. Katoom left Neville's dream and headed to the next one. Just as he entered this dream, everything around him suddenly darkened, all the magical elements disappeared, and in their place was a city, a city in darkness. Gotham. "finally found you!" Katum flapped his wings and flew up, his eyes scanning the city, looking for any trace of the little bat. As expected, he found it. At this time, Bruce did not have any adult dreams. He was still a child, or even a younger child. At the age of twelve, he turned back into an eight-year-old. Back to the night that changed his life. Bruce and his parents had just finished seeing a performance of The Mask of Zorro and were on their way home. "But how did he become Zorro?" The innocent Bruce was still immersed in the performance just now, "Why can't I become Zorro?" He even danced and imitated Zorro, whom he had just seen, in front of his mother. "Ha ha!" Father Thomas Wayne laughed, "I'm not so sure Gotham would welcome a man in a mask who takes the law into his own hands. "The sad truth is, they'd probably throw someone like Zorro into Arkham Asylum!" "what?" Bruce didn't quite understand what was said. Who is the 'they' that my father is referring to? He didn't even hear the rest of the words, he just remembered 'Zorro is going to Arkham'. Unknowingly, the alley of fate was almost here. Katum stood on the street lamp and looked at the Wayne family quietly. He did not wake Bruce up immediately, but let the dream continue to develop. See if the thing that trapped Bruce still exists. Although Katum didn't make any sound, when the Wayne family passed by him, Bruce still seemed to sense something and looked up and noticed him. "Mom, look, an owl!"
Little Bruce said happily, pointing at Katoom. He didn't know why he felt so good when he saw the owl. Martha smiled and said to her son, "Being able to see an owl means we will have good luck tonight. Bruce, you must show your friendliness to it!" In Western culture, owls are seen as a symbol of luck and wisdom. "it is good!" Bruce listened to his mother and waved to Katoom with a smile. On the other side, Thomas' expression suddenly became strange after seeing the owl. It seemed that the word "owl" was some kind of taboo that could not be mentioned to him. "let's go." He grabbed Bruce and quickened his pace, entering the alley. Katum watched them go all the way. After a while—— Two gunshots rang out, and tragedy happened again. Katum flapped his wings, followed into the alley, and saw everything that happened inside. "Oh, as expected." He couldn't help but say. At this time in the alley, Bruce was hiding in his mother's arms, shivering. Martha covered his eyes. Thomas Wayne, covered in blood, stood in front of them, gasping for breath. A robber was shot twice and fell in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open as he stared at the dark sky of Gotham. In the end, Katum saw Bruce's true heart. From beginning to end, he never got over that nightmare and always wanted to change. Even in his subconscious, he still remembered what Katum had said to him - Someone must have died in the alley that night. So Bruce created this dream. His parents didn't die, and neither did he. The robber is dead. …… Katum has seen many people's dreams.
Generally speaking, children's dreams are full of wild fantasies and they don't dwell on painful experiences. Just like Harry, who is also an orphan, he dreams of living with his parents. And the night that Voldemort spent in Godric's Hollow was simply ignored and did not exist at all. But Bruce is different. His dreams are based on real events. That nightmare night was laid out bloody before my eyes, but the final result was different. Even in his dreams, he remembered the alley that night deeply. "You're making it so difficult for me!" Katum thought that if he forced Bruce to wake up and let him lose his parents again, it would be as if he had turned Bruce into an orphan. But he had to do it. He took Bruce away from Gotham so that he could grow up and go back one day. And you can get some rewards in terms of strength at the same time. Regardless, if Bruce is trapped here, Owl is the culprit. "Bruce, wake up!" Katoom calls out to Bruce, asking him to return his true consciousness. But Bruce didn't respond. He acted as if he didn't hear it and continued to act like the eight-year-old kid. Katum understood immediately. If you want to wake Bruce up, you can't rely on your own strength, you can only let Bruce figure it out himself. Let him leave his parents on his own initiative and return to reality. "It's really troublesome!" Katoom complained, but quickly accepted the situation. Anyway, the flow of time in dreams is different from that in reality. Decades that pass in a dream are just a blink of an eye in reality. It's not wrong to spend a little time here. Otherwise, even if Bruce left the cage of this dream, he would only return to a bigger cage. …… The Wayne family walked out of the alley safely. The police arrived quickly, and after confirming that the Wayne family was safe and that the man in the alley was a repeat offender with a criminal record, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If the richest man in Gotham died here for no apparent reason, the police officers really wouldn't know what to do. Now it’s all right, it was a false alarm, the Wayne family can go back after taking the statement. The record was completed quickly and the Wayne family returned to their estate. The butler Alfred had already received the news and was waiting at the door of the manor with a worried look on his face. Finally, he saw a family of three. "Master Wayne!" He walked forward with tears in his eyes, and Thomas waved his hand to show that they were fine and didn't need tears yet. Alfred leaned over and took Bruce's hand. "Master Bruce," he said, "are you afraid?" "I'm not afraid!" Bruce said with a forced smile. Bruce wanted to say that because he had his parents with him. But when the words came to his lips, something changed. "I'm not afraid!" he said. "I saw an owl today. It's protecting me!" (End of this chapter)