[Comprehensive British and American] Robin Girl Potter

The black car that Wayne's family drove to Gotham Elementary School was driving smoothly against the rising sun on a clear morning that was not much in Gotham.

In the back seat are two children with contrasting expressions.

One is Harley who is eager to try and look forward to it, and the other is Damian who is gloomy and cold.

It seemed that Harry's jumping up and down made Damian's gloom even more serious.

Halle specially put on a new red dress today - a gift from her sister Barbara, with two symmetrical bow hairpins, one on each side, dotted between Halle's slightly black curly hair.

After a special conditioner for children and the unremitting care of Barbara's sister, Halle's hair has finally evolved from unkempt to fluffy. As long as she keeps combing, the curls will not tangle with each other.

Harry felt that he had never dressed so beautifully before...

In fact, I'm really embarrassed. Doesn't it all say in the book, don't pay too much attention to appearance?That's what Aunt Petunia taught herself... when Harley said she didn't want to wear her cousin's clothes...

"The beauty of the heart and the beauty of the outside are not contradictory." Sister Barbara shook her finger, denying Harley's opinion, "The state of the appearance also expresses our respect for others and ourselves, which is also a part of the beauty of the heart. an important part."

Harley nodded earnestly, and the bow on her head swayed accordingly. She felt that it made sense. Sister Barbara must be a girl with a beautiful heart and appearance.

Harley's memories were interrupted by Brother Damian's whispered call beside her. She looked away from the car window and turned her head curiously—Brother Damian almost never took the initiative to talk to herself.

"Potter," the boy was still staring straight ahead with a cold expression, "Keep a low profile at school."

"This is Gotham."

"The rot has penetrated into the deepest part of the city, even elementary school students are not spared."

Harry admitted that he was a little intimidated by Damian's serious expression.

She was struggling with how to answer when the car stopped suddenly.Harry looked out the window and found that he had reached the gate of Gotham Elementary School.

When she regained her senses, she looked at the position of brother Damian next to her, and found that he had got off the car and was walking towards the school gate.

Harry grabbed her schoolbag, climbed out of the car, and chased after Damian's brother.Before leaving, I didn’t forget to say goodbye to today’s driver—Grandpa A Fu had urgent matters and couldn’t send them off.

"Uncle Ian, please go back and tell Grandpa Afu that we arrived successfully."

"Of course," the driver waved Harry goodbye.

Out of breath, Harry finally caught up with Damian before the stairs of the main building.

"What are you doing with me, you third graders are over there." Damian stopped, turned and pointed to another building, and Harry almost bumped into him.

"Grandpa Ah Fu said let me follow you..."

As soon as Ah Fu was mentioned, Damian became discouraged. He used what he thought was the most "kind" voice, and of course he still gritted his teeth in Harley's ears.

"I'm in grade 6, it's useless for you to follow me, this building is all junior high school."*

"Oh, alright……"

Harry scratched his head, and sneaked a glance at Brother Damian, who was still unmoved.

She rubbed one foot against the other, this strange school made her a little uneasy, she wanted Brother Damian to take her to the third grade.

But wouldn't it appear that she was too cowardly if she asked for this?Several brothers, including sister Barbara, look strong and brave.

Harry swallowed quietly, gripping the strap of her schoolbag tightly. She also wanted to be strong and brave.

"Then... I'll go first... Let's, shall we see you at home?"

"No, I'll go back to Thailand after school...um..."

Damian almost slipped his tongue, he closed his eyes - it's too troublesome to have this kid!

"I have my own 'extracurricular activities' after school." This time Damian was gnashing his teeth consciously.

"Oh...well then...then, um, goodbye?"

Brother Damian left without looking back.

Harry frowned, looking at the tall and straight back of his youngest brother—the students chatting in twos and threes and coming and going on both sides of the stairs even automatically and tacitly moved out of the way when they saw Damian, and quietly pointed at him after he passed by. Give pointers and discuss a few words.

Holding her schoolbag in her arms, Harry looked at this spectacular scene of "Moses Divided the Sea" suspiciously.Maybe it was because she stood there for too long, some junior high school students saw her and started pointing at her, so Harley ran away quickly.

After going around, Halle finally found her classroom.

She is no longer the girl who wears old and washed men's shirts, and the glasses she wears are also new ones brought by Grandpa Ah Fu.

Wiping the sweat from her palms with the hem of her skirt, Harry took a deep breath, pushed the door open and entered.

New day, new Halle.

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This is a generally exciting, but also ordinary first day of school. The teachers and classmates are friendlier than before in the UK. After all, there is no time to call on all classmates to exclude their cousins.

At the teacher's request, Halle stepped onto the podium to introduce herself to the class. She had been preparing for several days.

But as soon as Harley spoke, several classmates laughed at her different British accent from everyone else...

Although the teacher reprimanded those classmates, Harley was still sleepy.

She listens carefully, smiles at everyone—feeling like she's being "low-key," as Brother Damian calls it.

Things got out of hand over lunch.

Harley silently read the meal card account password given to her by Grandpa Afu, and walked to the restaurant alone - she hadn't made friends in half a day, which made her a little bit depressed, maybe lunch time would be a chance.

But she was stopped by six or seven tall and burly students on the way.

"Excuse me, excuse me, thank you." Harry said softly, but was pushed hard the next second and almost fell down.

"Are you Damian's new younger sister? Another trash adopted/adopted by the Wayne family?" The fat kid at the head had a fierce look on his face, and his body size was even bigger than that of Harley's cousin.

"We saw you get out of the car with him," another skinny man stepped forward and breathed out through his nostrils, "We didn't like him a long time ago! He looked like he thought he was better than anyone else. But we couldn't catch him , he is quite good at dodging."

"And his foolish father, who is doing nothing," another fat kid added, "My father said, Wayne was just lucky. He squeezed my family's business!"

It’s just a speech before the campus bully bullies the weak. Harley is no stranger to this plot, and it can even be said that practice makes perfect.

Based on Harley's experience, in such a situation, don't waste time arguing with the other party at all, just sneaking out is the safest way.

She squatted down, pretending to be about to cry, and while the little kids were laughing, she grabbed a handful of dirt and sprinkled it in their eyes, and fled amidst the screams of the little kids.

The flow of clouds and water is done in one go.

But what Harry didn't count was that the stamina of these little bastards far exceeded Dudley's group, and within a few seconds, some of them caught up.

Harley ran as hard as she could, and jumped towards the shortest building in front of her according to her experience—as expected, she "jumped" to the top of the building just like in England.

I was dumbfounded by the few campus bullies.

"...a monster..." the fat kid who was in the lead murmured, "You are a monster just like Damian!"

"I'm just good at jumping. After all, you, a pig, don't understand human jumping!" Harry poked his head out, using the standard sarcasm for Dudley.

"...You!" The fat boy waved his arms like a Michelin tire mascot, his face turned red.

The second fat kid who accused Uncle Bruce of crowding out his father's business rolled his eyes and whispered in the ear of "Michelin tires".

"Michelin Tires" smirked for a moment, "You won't be yelling for long!"

He ordered the two strongest-looking children to start climbing up the drainpipe to the top of the building - it seemed that this small group was better equipped than Dudley, and there were people responsible for opening the way.

Gotham's school bully is really stronger than Dudley...Harry nervously thought about the countermeasures, but watched one of the "blazers" climb up to the roof of the building, and approached her step by step, reaching out to pull her hair.

Harry was forced to retreat all the way to the edge of the roof.At this time, the thin man in the school bully group hesitated.

"That's it... She has learned her lesson... What if she falls and breaks her neck?"

The "Michelin tires", which are clearly in a leading position, were unmoved.

"Don't be a little ruthless, how does that kid Wayne know how powerful we are?"

Harry's back foot was already half in the air, and she licked her lips, hesitating whether to jump straight off.

With Harley's only experience of falling - she can float up when she is about to touch the ground - she is a witch, she is not so easy to die... Maybe...

At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind the "Michelin tire", the decibel was not loud, but it was calm and majestic.

"What are you doing?"

It's Brother Damian!

"Michelin Tire" turned around triumphantly, "Not running today, Wayne?"

"I ran before at the request of my father. He was worried about your personal safety."

The fierceness in Damian's eyes made the fat man, the head of the school bully, tremble uncontrollably—if it wasn't for the fact that Wayne was only 11 years old, he would have said that there was "killing intent" in the other's eyes...

"Michelin Tires" tried to regain some momentum in the language, "Grab his sister! See if he's still tyrannical!"

It's a dance, Harry thought, after all she couldn't hold Brother Damian back.

So the little girl in the red dress jumped down from the top of the building in front of a group of people—although the building was not high, she was definitely injured; if she landed in the wrong posture, her life would be in danger!

Accompanied by the sound of the wind and various screams—the little skinny man was so frightened that his voice broke—Harry, who was in free fall, began to feel as if she was being supported by the wind, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

She was waiting for light contact with the ground, but she heard an exclamation from close by, and in the next second she was caught by a thin but firm embrace

"You can also fly?" The owner in the embrace sounded quite surprised.

"Uh..." Harry blinked, looking at the boy in front of him with eyes as blue as the sky, with a little red cape fluttering behind him...

Harry looked down, they were suspended...

The hope in the boy's eyes made Harley unable to bear to be shocked, but she couldn't lie either...

"...In some cases, I can't die from falling, I don't know if it counts as flying..."

The author has something to say:

*Mr. Mi is set to be 11 years old, and the difference between the two is 3 years old.

*It is set that Gotham Elementary School is a public elementary school with all-inclusive grades K-8 (a public primary and secondary school system in the United States, grades 1-8 are together, that is, primary and junior high schools are together.)

*According to online research and some Disney TV series I have watched, American public elementary schools can bring their own lunch (only sandwiches or insulated boxes, and many schools do not have a place for hot meals). In the canteen, each person has a password and buys lunch When you enter the password, you can just enter the password, and parents can check the balance and recharge.