Chapter 275 The Heir of Gryffindor Bruce didn't feel so relaxed when he returned to Harry's world again. It is impossible to find out which dark Batman modified his own genes. "Don't look so sad, little bat." Katum said carelessly, "No matter who it is, as long as we can beat him down, there will be no problem!" That's easy to say, Bruce thought. If it's just a dark Batman, then it wouldn't be a big problem for me to handle it with Supergirl and Batwoman. But what if there is more than one? "Don't worry, Bruce. You need to think about it from another perspective." Katum said, "We can think about it from this perspective. If it were you, would you be willing to mix your genes with another Batman?"
"Of course I don't want to!" Bruce thought about it and blurted out, mixing his genes with others? Who knows what will come out of this. "So, the other Batmen definitely wouldn't want to either." Katum said, "A professional Godfather must dare to make judgments. I guess there is only one Dark Batman this time, and it's not the real one, but a clone!" When No Mercy first came to the DCEU, it was a surprise. If Dark Batman can enter the material universe at will, why is Barbatos still pestering Bruce? Bruce listened to Katum's judgment, thought about it, and agreed that it was correct. "No matter what, I still can't slack off. I have to make some preparations." He said, "Even if there is only one dark Batman, we have to prepare for the worst. What if the darkest one comes?" The darkest one? Katum thought about it and decided that the only option was the Laughing Bat. If this guy comes, Bruce will definitely not be able to beat him, so he has to prepare himself. Preparation for the run. …… Bruce has been traveling between the two worlds recently, but no one has noticed anything is wrong. The fundamental reason is that the flow rates in the two worlds are different. The Supergirl world is a little faster, but not as exaggerated as the DCEU. Bruce stayed there for almost three days, while less than a day had passed in Harry's world. The riots at the Quidditch World Cup had just been reported in the newspapers, and they had returned to the Weasley family's burrow. At this time, Ron and Ginny were staying with Mrs. Weasley, comforting their mother.
George and Fred were taken away by the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Weasley did not come back either. All this made Molly so worried that she could not sleep. "Don't cry, Mom." Ron said with effort, "Didn't Dad write to me? The misunderstanding has been cleared up, and George and the others will be back soon!" "But……" Mrs. Weasley was about to say something when she heard a noise in her ears. It was the sound of Apparition. She suddenly raised her head and saw her husband and two children appearing in front of her safely. There were no missing limbs, and no signs of torture on his body. "Oh!" She threw her arms around Mr. Weasley's neck. "Arthur - I was so worried - so worried -" "You're all right," Mrs. Weasley muttered in a panic, letting go of Mr. Weasley and looking at them all with her red eyes. To everyone's surprise, she grabbed Fred and George and gave them a fierce hug. "Ouch! Mom—you're strangling us—" "I yelled at you before you left!" said Mrs. Weasley, breaking down into tears. "I've been thinking about this! If anything happened to you and the last thing I said to you was that you didn't do well in your OWLs..." She couldn't speak anymore and she covered her face with her hands, crying bitterly. Mr. Weasley stepped forward and hugged his wife, saying to her comfortingly, "It's okay, it's okay. This gentleman proved our innocence." This sir? Molly looked up and realized that it wasn't just her husband and children who had Apparated. There was also a strange gentleman who came to his home with him. He was a burly wizard with red hair and an unkempt beard. He was looking at Mrs. Weasley and smiling in a friendly manner. "I'm sorry, sir, I made you laugh." Mrs. Weasley wiped her tears hastily, wiped her hands on her apron, and resumed her hostess's attitude. "Thank you so much for saving this family! I don't know what to call you?" Mrs. Weasley had an inexplicable feeling at this moment. Although she was 100% sure that she had never seen this person before, she still had an inexplicable sense of familiarity lingering in her heart, as if this person was one of her elders. The red-haired wizard smiled and said, "Godric Gryffindor, just call me Gryffindor." "Oh yes, please take a seat, Mr. Gryffindor..." Mrs. Weasley blinked and suddenly froze. She turned to look at her husband, who was smiling at her. On the other side, Ginny and Ron were also standing there in a daze. Then, several screams rang out in the Burrow. Ron jumped three meters high and shouted excitedly: "Gryffindor! You are the Gryffindor!" Gryffindor smiled and nodded, "It's me!"
Dengdengdeng- A series of footsteps came from upstairs, and everyone else in the Burrow came down. Bill, Charlie, Hermione, Harry and Bruce all came down. "Alive, it's alive!" Mrs. Weasley grabbed Gryffindor's hand and kept confirming, "Mr. Gryffindor! Our whole family are Gryffindors and we are your students!" "I know I know!" Gryffindor was not at all displeased by Mrs. Weasley's chattering. In fact, Mr. Weasley had been even more unbearable when he saw him before. In comparison, George and Fred were much calmer at the time. They were just trying to see if they could quietly pluck a strand of Gryffindor's beard or hair and boil it into a compound potion to use as a prank. Godric Gryffindor is not a resurrected undead like Salazar and others. He has lived from thousands of years ago to the present, observing generation after generation of Hogwarts students. Whether it is Mr. or Mrs. Weasley, even their parents, grandparents, they were all raised by Gryffindors. Emotions are naturally different. The arrival of Gryffindor threw the Burrow into chaos. The young wizards vied to shake hands with him, and it took a long time for the atmosphere to calm down. Everyone was finally able to sit down and talk. "The main reason I came here this time was to deliver a letter for someone." Gryffindor looked at the fiery eyes of the people around him, "I wonder if you could give me a moment so I can talk to Bruce?" Find me? Bruce was stunned for a moment, then quickly thought, could the person who sent the letter to Gryffindor be Ravenclaw? Of course, Mrs. Weasley had no reason to refuse Gryffindor's request. "No problem, no problem!" She suddenly shouted to the others, "Get out, let's all get out and leave the house to Mr. Gryffindor!" "Don't be so exaggerated!" Gryffindor quickly interrupted Mrs. Weasley's attempt to chase him away, "I'll just go up and talk to him, is that okay, Bruce?" "No problem at all." Bruce nodded, then went upstairs with Gryffindor. A group of people behind them watched them go up the stairs, unable to hide their curiosity at all. "Aren't you interested?" George suddenly whispered, "Gryffindor came all the way here, what on earth did he want to say to Bruce?" "George!" Mrs. Weasley shouted, "What do you want to do? You just got back safely, and now you want to make trouble again?" "I didn't! Mom, I was just saying that!"
After that, George quickly pulled Fred away. Ron and Harry looked at each other and followed him consciously. Then after they had walked a few steps, they found that Hermione and Ginny had also followed them. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!" Hermione whispered. "You know George and Fred won't let this go, right?" "Don't you think the same thing?" Ron said, "Let's not tell anyone else, just go over and take a look!" …… On the other side, Bruce led the Gryffindor into the room. As soon as the door opened, Katum suddenly jumped up and stuffed a magazine under the bed. "I didn't read anything!" he cried. "The Weasleys are decent people, no shady little magazines!" "Is this your owl?" Gryffindor looked at Katoom curiously, "It looks quite human." He couldn't understand the language of owls, but he was particularly interested in Katoom's temperament, which was different from other owls. "its mine." Bruce nodded and said, "Mr. Gryffindor, what do you want to say to me?" "Haha, don't be impatient." Gryffindor turned around suddenly, and at that moment, a silver light flashed before Bruce's eyes. The other party drew out the sword of Gryffindor at some point and stabbed straight at Bruce. Bruce turned around instinctively, and with a flip of his hand, the Supreme Wand appeared in his hand. "Except your weapons!" He chanted the spell loudly, hitting the Gryffindor. Then-- Nothing happened. Gryffindor had clearly been under a disarming spell, but his sword was still firmly in his hand. “The response was really quick.” Gryffindor took back the sword, and with the hand holding the sword, he swiped it behind his back. The sword disappeared, and no one knew where it was hidden. "What do you mean?" Bruce asked coldly. "Don't get me wrong, Bruce, that's my message." Gryffindor said helplessly, "Rowena told me over and over again that when I saw you, I must stab you with the sword, and I had to do it by surprise, without letting you know." Was it Ravenclaw who allowed this sword to be stabbed? Bruce thought it was a bit ridiculous, but when he thought about it carefully, this was indeed the style of Ravenclaw.
After Gryffindor stabbed with the sword, he sat down on the chair. He wasn't worried about Bruce being angry. If he was angry, he should go to Ravenclaw. "Okay, I have delivered the message from Ravenclaw. Now it's time to talk about my own business." Gryffindor looked at Bruce and suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that such a good heir was snatched away by Ravenclaw. "Bruce, are you interested in changing your ways and becoming my successor?" (End of this chapter)