Batman's Owl Godfather

Chapter 96 The three hours of disappearance

Chapter 96: Disappeared Two Hours
Bruce followed Neville and ran all the way to the auditorium lobby.

Neville couldn't run anymore, so Bruce was basically carrying him forward.

On the way, Bruce got a general understanding of the situation.

The cause of the incident was a bit strange. The point of contention between the two girls was actually that loser Lockhart!
A star-chasing girl takes action for love?

Bruce didn't quite understand.

They soon arrived at the Great Hall, and Neville half-stuck out from behind Bruce, shouting from inside: "Don't fight! Don't fight!"

But after entering, I found that everything was just Neville's overreaction.

The two sides didn't actually fight.

On the contrary, the two sides are extremely harmonious at the moment.

Hermione and Ravenna sat side by side. The long table was covered with books, all of which were Lockhart's works.

“I have to recommend this one to you now!”

Hermione picked up Lockhart's autobiography, "Magic Me", and introduced it to Ravenna.

"Look at the amazing stories in it. It's really hard to find another person as perfect and humble as him!"

At this time, Ravenna was in a dazed state.

It seems like he is learning some strange knowledge that he has never been exposed to before.

It's weird, but I can't help but want to take another look.

At this moment, Bruce wanted to kill someone.

He put Neville down and asked through gritted teeth: "Didn't you say they were dueling?"

Neville was confused as well.

"That's not right!" he said. "I clearly heard Hermione say: Then I'll show you a lesson."

"What's going on?" Bruce demanded.

Only then did Neville have the energy to narrate the whole process.

In fact, the matter was very simple. A group of Ravenclaw witches were studying in the hall, and then they talked about Lockhart.

Basically, the other little witches had extremely positive opinions about Lockhart, only Ravenna raised objections.

The two sides debated for a while, but in the end no one could win the argument against Ravenna and they were defeated.

At this time, Hermione, who had been eavesdropping on the side, joined the battlefield.

Then--

Neville didn't know what happened next, because he saw that things were not going well and ran straight to Bruce.

"Hey, Neville..."

Bruce really didn't know what to say.

At this moment, a cheerful voice sounded behind them.

"Hello, I just heard you mentioned my name?"

Bruce turned around and saw Gilderoy Lockhart standing behind them.

He was wearing a blue robe and a wizard hat hung on his head at an angle, and he looked in very good spirits.

Lockhart looked at Hermione and Ravenna in the distance and smiled with his white teeth.

"It seems that I will have another little fan. That's great. Miss Ravenna has always had some opinions about me."

Bruce glanced at Lockhart and found that he was talking to him calmly, as if nothing had happened before.

I don’t know if he’s pretending or he really doesn’t care.

Lockhart showed up and left quickly.

It seemed that he appeared here just to confirm that he really had a new little fan.

Bruce felt a little confused. He couldn't understand Lockhart's way of thinking.

After Lockhart left, Katoom fell on Bruce's shoulder.

"Did you notice that Lockhart is a little strange today?"

Owl said, "He smells much better than before, as if he had sprayed perfume on him."

Bruce looked at Katoom with a strange look.

What does it have to do with you whether Lockhart smells good or not?
"That's Devine Magic Perfume," Bruce said. "Generally, people who are dating will wear this perfume."

The so-called magic perfume is essentially a diluted magic potion.

Bruce even knew how to make the perfume.

"Lockhart might be going on a date today. This has nothing to do with us."

Bruce was not surprised at all. Although Lockhart didn't have a girlfriend on the surface, it didn't mean he really didn't have one.

After all, his fans are basically all female, and he doesn’t dare to announce it officially even though he has a girlfriend.

Seeing that Hermione had nothing to do and looked very busy, Bruce left quietly without saying goodbye.

His most important task at present is to train in Transfiguration.

……

In the study room, the bell rang.

Bruce looked up at the clock on the wall and saw the hour hand was pointing at 9.

It's 9pm, curfew time.

Bruce stretched and closed the book in front of him.

This Transfiguration textbook recommended by Dumbledore tells the life stories of famous Transfiguration masters throughout history. After reading it, Bruce broadened his horizons.

"Wake up, Katum, we should go back."

Bruce pushed the owl, who was lying on the table and drooling in his sleep.

Katum flew to Bruce's shoulder in a daze, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Katum might be the only owl that can be so sleepy at night.

Bruce didn't care. He tucked his book under his arm and left the study room, preparing to return to the Hufflepuff dormitory.

There was no one in the corridor anymore.

Bruce walked forward and was about to turn a corner when suddenly a figure bumped into him.

He braked suddenly to avoid a real collision.

"Are you okay, huh? Is that you?"

Bruce was just asking out of courtesy, but he didn't expect that he knew the person on the other end.

Ravenna Royale, the girl who was still listening to Hermione's preaching at noon.

"you know me?"

Ravenna looked up at Bruce.

"Of course I know him. This school is so small." Bruce frowned and asked, "Curfew is about to start. Why are you still outside?"

"I dropped something in the classroom, pick it up and go back right away."

Ravenna made up an excuse and Bruce knew it was a lie as soon as he heard it.

But he didn't expose it either.

Ravenna may run around as she pleases, but Filch will naturally take care of her when the time comes.

Bruce and Ravenna passed each other. The clock on the wall showed 9:10 and most of the lights in the corridor were off.

The break was over and Bruce's body clock began to rebel.

During his time at Hogwarts, he had a very regular schedule and before he knew it, sleepiness had already taken hold of his brain.

Bruce quickened his pace and the Hufflepuff common room was already in sight.

Then, he seemed to trip over something, Bruce staggered, and finally managed to steady himself.

"what……"

Bruce drew out the Supreme Wand and cast a fluorescent spell to illuminate the surroundings.

Then he saw clearly what had tripped him, and in an instant, his sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

Gilderoy Lockhart.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, who was supposed to go on a date today, was lying on the ground, motionless.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was different from the sunshine he usually showed, and instead seemed a little weird.

His breathing was even, the scent of the magic perfume still lingering in Bruce's nose.

The third victim appears!

Bruce was completely tense. He didn't expect that after Snape's accident, there would be a third victim so soon!
We must inform others quickly!
Bruce turned on the light and headed for the principal's office.

In fact, he could just scream right now and quickly attract the teacher.

But Bruce thought about it and decided to give up.

He walked quickly down the hallway, clocks ticking around him.

The time displayed above is 11:10 p.m.

etc--

Bruce suddenly stopped and looked at the hands of the clock, totally unable to believe his eyes.

Ten past eleven.

But when he looked at the time just now, wasn’t it still ten minutes past nine?

Why did two hours pass so suddenly!?

"Katum! Katum!"

He nudged the owl on his shoulder awake.

"What are you arguing about!" grumbled the owl. "Aren't you in the common room yet?"

"What common room!"

Bruce finally got the chance to take revenge and slapped Owl in the face.

However, at this moment, the owl's confused eyes suddenly widened, and it flew into the air at an extremely fast speed, even leaving a trail of afterimages along the way.

"I'm on guard against this move of yours!"

The owl's sleepiness had disappeared, and he said angrily, "I knew you would take revenge sooner or later!"

"I don't have time to talk to you about this!"

Bruce pointed at the hands on the clock and confirmed with Katum, "Don't you find it strange? Suddenly, two hours have passed!"

"Two hours?"

Katum glanced at the clock and also noticed something was wrong.

"Oh my!" The owl said in surprise, "I just dozed off for a little while, and two hours passed?"

When did his sleep quality become so good?
"That's not the case!"

At this moment, Bruce's heart was beating very fast.

He had a vague feeling that something big might be about to happen.

Now Lockhart was still lying in the corridor, but that was not the point.

The point is that I lost two hours while being fully awake!
"We have to find Dumbledore!"

Bruce didn't plan to act alone this time, so letting the principal go and check out the situation first was the best choice.

Bruce is now very familiar with the way to the principal's office.

But before he reached his destination, he ran into the person he was looking for.

Dumbledore was wearing pajamas with a coat draped over his shoulders. Beside him were Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, all of whom looked like they were getting ready to go to sleep.

They stood in front of a door, trying to open it, but were at a loss.

"Bruce?"

Dumbledore saw him and frowned, asking, "Why are you here? The little wizard should be asleep."

"I have something to tell you."

Bruce said calmly, "I was walking on the way back to the dormitory, but suddenly, something very strange happened to me."

Dumbledore frowned even more tightly: "Bruce, what you are talking about is not seeing the clock suddenly jump two hours?"

Ok?
Isn't it just me who encounters this situation?
He said nothing, but Dumbledore got the answer from his expression.

"It seems so."

He sighed and said, "Bruce, you should go back and rest early. What happens next is not something you can participate in."

"Did something happen?"

Bruce looked at the door. "Is there anyone living in here?"

"This is none of your business, Bruce."