Batman's Owl Godfather - Chapter 296

c292 Eight Warriors

“This is……”

Bruce walked over and picked up the severed hand.

Yes, he just picked it up.

When he picked up this hand, the whole hand collapsed instantly, and it was completely hollow inside.

“Did you find anything?”

Gryffindor came over and frowned when he saw what Bruce was holding.

“Is this a human hand?”

He took it from Bruce, examined it carefully, and shook his head.

no.

Gryffindor had seen scenes of blood and flesh during the war years, and could tell that although this hand was imitated to the extreme in every aspect, it was not.

He put away the prosthetic hand.

“It seems that there is indeed something behind Ilvermorny’s accident that is not that simple.”

Gryffindor said, “In this case, the group of Ilvermorny teachers and students who are safe now are very problematic.”

“It’s better to just lock them up.” Bruce said.

After a lot of torture, someone will always show their flaws.

Gryffindor nodded, Bruce’s suggestion suited him very well, and that was exactly what he thought.

It’s a pity that it doesn’t work.

Just because of the current state of the magic world, if you do something radical, it may cause large-scale panic and protests.

In particular, Ilvermorny is from the United States, which involves international issues.

“That’s why I don’t like this era.”

Gryffindor sighed in his heart, his era had passed, and he was already a remnant of the old era.

He said to Bruce: “Your idea is good, but we can’t be so impatient. Take your time. I will observe them in secret.”

After Gryffindor finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the distance.

“I don’t understand why Ilvermorny came here on such a big iron bird? Now, the iron bird will fall to death.”

“You always don’t understand the American way of thinking. Forget it, just work peacefully.”

Apparently someone from the Ministry of Magic will handle the follow-up.

Gryffindor frowned, grabbed Bruce, and the two disapparated away.

…

By the time we returned to Hogwarts, it was almost noon.

The auditorium was very lively. About twenty or thirty young wizards gathered around the Goblet of Fire. Occasionally, someone came over and threw their name into the fire.

After all, there are only a few people who are willing to sign up in public. Most of the students who want to participate sneaked over in the middle of the night last night to get things done.

After all, if you are not selected later, you can still find an excuse to say that you didn’t sign up at all.

Bruce saw the Weasley brothers trying to cheat with age-enhancing drugs there, but they were thrown directly out of the age line, and both of them turned into old men.

The people around me were smiling happily.

Bruce finished lunch in a noisy environment and went down to find a place to study, carefully pondering the magic learned from Gryffindor’s memory.

He has summoned shadow snakes and plants just like in his memory.

But more changes in the spell can only be figured out by himself.

Unknowingly, it was night soon.

The auditorium was full of people, and everyone was looking forward to the results of the Goblet of Fire selection.

Dumbledore said a few words as usual, then waved his wand. Immediately, most of the candles in the hall were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, crackling sparks burst out, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out from inside.

Dumbledore caught the parchment and looked at the name on it.

“The champion of Durmstrang is Viktor Krum.”

Krum is already very famous. He is a Quidditch player who has reached the World Cup. After hearing his name, he stood up under the cheers of the audience and walked towards the small house next to the hall.

Immediately afterwards, another piece of parchment flew out of the Goblet of Fire.

Dumbledore just read them one by one.

“The champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!”

“The warrior of the magic place is Taketori Kagura!”

“The warrior of Ouagadougou is Amadou Beho!”

“The Warrior of Castrobushe, Miguel Oliveira!”

“The champion of Ilvermorny is Basso Carrow!”

Bruce had already noticed that the people from Ilvermorny College had arrived at Hogwarts Castle.

He observed it for a while, but found that this group of teachers and students did not show any problems. Everything was normal, and there was no feeling of being left behind after a disaster. They were still talking and laughing among themselves.

This is actually very reasonable. An accident like a plane crash may be a catastrophe to Muggles.

But for wizards, it is really not enough.

“Barso Carlo?”

Katum muttered, “Why is this name the same as Clayface?”

“Clayface? Gotham’s villain?”

Bruce heard about Clayface from the mouth of an owl, a super villain who can mimic anyone.

Isn’t this right?

Although Bat Boy was a little disgusted when he heard the word mimicry because of the Martians, but since the Ilvermorny player dared to call him this name, don’t blame Bruce for testing his opponent’s flexibility.

“Whether it’s true or not, you have to verify it.”

Bruce whispered, “Gryffindor says to pay attention to the impact, but I have many interrogation methods that make others unaware.”

“That’s it!”

Katum was already eager to give it a try. It had been a long time since he had faced Barbatos’ pursuers. This year’s break and Bruce’s rapid progress had not made Barbatos feel it personally.

Can even a villain like Clayface be sent here?

Can he fight?

You can’t fight, you don’t have the ability, you know?

However, what is a little confusing now is that if it is really Clayface and this guy has turned into someone else, why does he still use his original name?

Isn’t this unnecessary?

Sure enough, it still needs to be verified.

“Bruce, after the banquet is over, let’s go find this guy and see if he is Clayface!”

Katum said, “Beat him first, don’t worry if he doesn’t tell the truth!”

At this time, Dumbledore had finished reading the candidates for the warriors of the other six schools, the sparks in the Goblet of Fire burst out, and the last piece of parchment floated out.

“The Champions of Hogwarts are—”

Dumbledore sighed inwardly, then shouted, “Bruce Wayne!”

This comes as no surprise to Bruce.

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He stood up and walked to the small room on the other side of the auditorium under everyone’s doubtful eyes.

Along the way, Bruce could hear many people chirping: “What’s going on? Doesn’t it mean that underage wizards can’t participate?”

“Bruce cheated?”

“No, he seems quite honest…”

Bruce didn’t have the energy to explain anything. Gryffindor was right. This time, the competition would only be safe if he participated.

Otherwise, anyone is at risk of dying.

However, the moment Bruce walked into the small room, he suddenly heard Dumbledore shouting: “Harry Potter!”

What’s going on?

Bruce turned around suddenly. This was obviously wrong!

There was no Moody this time, so who signed up for Harry?

Katum gloated and said: “Oh, it seems that the protagonist is different from others!”

Unbeknownst to Bruce, Harry Potter was also developing his own storyline.

Bruce saw Harry walking over mechanically, looking like he was so shocked that he forgot how to walk.

He came to Bruce, who tapped him on the shoulder.

“Don’t stress,” Bruce said.

At this moment, Batboy was actually quite happy.

Fortunately, Harry could help him bear half of the infamy.

…

When they entered the small dark room, the principals inside were already noisy.

“I can’t accept it!” Durmstrang’s principal, Karkaroff, shouted in a sinister tone, “Is there something inside Hogwarts? Can there be two warriors?”

He doesn’t care about age, it’s not an advantage.

On the other side, some principals nodded in agreement with Karkaroff’s statement, while others remained calm and wanted to see how Dumbledore would explain.

This solemn atmosphere frightened Harry. He could only feel a sense of security by standing closely with Bruce.

At this time, Dumbledore walked in.

He looked down at Harry, his calm eyes showing no trace of ripples.

“Did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?” he asked calmly.

“No,” said Harry.

“Did you ask any of your older classmates to help you throw their names into the Goblet of Fire?” Professor Dumbledore continued to ask.

“No,” Harry said excitedly.

“He must be lying!” Madame Maxime shouted.

“I can’t see.”

At this time, Snape, who had been silent all the time, stood up.

He came to Harry and patted his shoulder, signaling Harry not to be nervous.

“Mr. Principal, you were a little too serious with Harry just now.”

Snape said, “Why don’t you ask Wayne how he got his place?”

“Because I know how his quota came about.” Dumbledore said calmly, “His name was thrown in by someone else, and I know who it is.”

“Then maybe Harry is like that too!”

Snape fought against the pressure in the room alone for Harry.

“Someone wanted to do a prank, so he threw Harry’s name in. Unexpectedly, Harry was even better than he thought, so he was chosen.”

“How good can a fourth-year student be?” Karkaroff said next to him.

“I promise you, Karkaroff, Harry is better than any of your students!”

Snape was completely willing to give up and acted like he would defend Harry to the death. He and Karkaroff were in a tit-for-tat confrontation, with the aura of exposing each other’s background if they disagreed.

Don’t forget, you, Karkaroff, were a Death Eater back then!

Karkaroff shrank his neck and his momentum suddenly weakened. He snorted coldly and no longer had the same experience as Snape.

“All in all, I unconditionally believe in Harry’s innocence.”

Snape held his head high and said, “If anyone still wants to target Harry, they must get through me first!”

Everyone else in the room was silent.

Some people even began to wonder if Snape himself had thrown Harry’s name into it.

There were many people who had such thoughts, and Harry suddenly felt a lot less pressure on his body.

“But what to do now?”

Having been waiting in the room, Ludo Bagman, the director of the Sports Department in charge of the competition, couldn’t help but speak.

“The Tournament will definitely continue to be held. What do you think about Harry’s situation?”

“Then we can only trust the Goblet of Fire’s choice.”

Dumbledore made the final decision, “If the Goblet of Fire chooses two warriors in Hogwarts, then let two warriors participate.”