[Comprehensive British and American] Robin Girl Potter

Bruce felt completely out of touch, and Alfred hadn't shown his ex-MI[-] side in years.

And the unpredictable old wizard on the opposite side will obviously not be intimidated by Ah Fu.

He looked at Alfred quietly from Bruce, maintaining a faint smile.

Even with his outlandish clothes and his beard tied up with pink ribbons, Bruce couldn't let his guard down.

"I am very pleased that you have shown such a strong desire to protect Harley," the old man nodded gently.

"That doesn't answer my question," Ah Fu was unimpressed,

The old man's fingertips were facing each other, forming a spire on the table. For the first time, his smile faded away, and he stared at Bruce and Ah Fu through half-moon glasses with clear eyes.

"To your question, my answer is 'yes', I did hide some things, but I can't tell you - it's for her own good, she's too young now, can't bear the burden of a grown man are too heavy a responsibility."

"The best approach to strategic planning is to tell her the sooner the better, let her understand her inevitable mission, train her, educate her, and prepare her, so that it is in line with the 'greater interests'", Dumbledore said every word with a serious expression.

"But I don't want to think about any strategy, any plan - all I hope is that this innocent girl can grow up happily and happily like a normal child. When she grows up, she will know; I will also be here During this period, I tried every means to remove this responsibility from her."

"As Harry's future guardians, I think we are qualified to decide what is good for Harry," Bruce decided to join the conversation at this time, squinting at Dumbledore, "I noticed your use The word is 'responsibility', and it's 'Harry's responsibility'. Aren't we talking about her parents' death..."

Bruce came to his senses right away, his eyes widened, "You mean...what kind of Dark Lord of your wizard was going to kill Harley?...but she was just a one-year-old baby at that time."

Alfred added, "As guardians responsible for Halle, we need to know the truth - the truth without embellishment. We need to know what she has faced, and what she will face, and only my blood can provide It's not enough to protect her - I'll figure out when is the best time to tell Harley."

Alfred looked up and looked at Dumbledore with sincere eyes, "I'm not Petunia... I will do my best to Harley... You are an old man like me, if you have relatives Would you rather be kept in the dark about a situation like this?"

Dumbledore stared at Ah Fu silently, with an unpredictable expression, and Bruce knew that Ah Fu had made a breakthrough to a certain extent.

"Perhaps, Mr. Wayne can take care of Harry first," Dumbledore turned his head and suggested with ease.

Alfred waved his hand immediately, "No, Master Bruce is a family member, and he cannot be excluded."

"I'd consider Halle my daughter," Bruce nodded.

Dumbledore watched Bruce carefully from above the half-moon glasses, "...I know who you are."

Bruce chuckled, "The richest man in Gotham? Playboy? I didn't know a wizard in England would care about American gossip..."

"You know I'm not talking about your 'day job,'" said Dumbledore softly.

Bruce's whole body tensed up, and he immediately entered a fighting state, but he still maintained his superficial calmness and indifference.

Since an owl can find the Batcave... he should be more cautious...

"If that's the case...then you should already know my abilities...so, is this a threat?"

"Don't be nervous, this is of course not a threat. A 'test' might be more accurate. I just have doubts, but I haven't confirmed it." Dumbledore put down his hands that had been clasped in the shape of a tower, with a happy face, "Like I just now Having said that, I will not repeat the mistake of handing Harley over without investigation."

Seeing the faces of Bruce and Alfred on the opposite side were still serious, Dumbledore waved his hand, "Don't get me wrong, I am very surprised by the results of my investigation, it is a blessing for the entire wizarding world to be able to have Harry raised by someone as good as you. Lucky."

"Your secrets are safe with me—besides, with your ability, you may have collected enough handles of the wizarding world. If I want to expose you, you can also blackmail me by exposing the wizarding world," Deng said. Bullido suggested with a smile, "So you can rest assured?"

"I guess, from the greatest detective who has led the Justice League to save the entire earth several times, I don't need to hide anything," Dumbledore chuckled to himself, "I even suspect that even if I don't tell you , and you can dig it out yourself.”

The old wizard then sighed with emotion, "Penny didn't ask any questions at all back then... She didn't know anything about her sister's legendary experience. It seems... This probably really shows that she doesn't care."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, as if organizing his words.

"The first thing you need to know is that Harley is a household name in our wizarding world - the 'Girl Who Lived', the only wizard in centuries to survive under the Death Curse, she is a legend who brought the wizarding world back from Voldemort Delivered from 11 years of darkness."

"She's just a baby," Bruce snorted.

"True, but she did it, and no one knows how—and probably never will."

Dumbledore looked at Harry, who was learning afternoon tea etiquette with Professor McGonagall not far away.

"...There is a prophecy about Harley and Voldemort. It can be said that it determines the direction of Harley's fate so far."

"Prophecy?... What kind of prophecy, like the sword in the stone of King Arthur? What if someone is destined to come?" This is too superstitious, Bruce never believed in these so-called "destiny".Ah Fu has fallen into a long silence, giving up the topic to Bruce.

"To a certain extent, yes, and a real prophecy by a born seer - less and less, but there is such a gift in the wizarding world."

"The prophecies are all ambiguous, but they will always be fulfilled in unexpected but completely reasonable ways," Dumbledore sighed, retracting his gaze from Harry, and facing Bruce again, with unprecedented solemnity.

"The prophecy said that a child with the power to defeat Voldemort would be born at the end of July, and other conditions... At that time, there were two children who met these conditions. In addition to Harley, there was another boy who, due to the prophecy There is no clear gender reference in the book, we all thought it was the boy - I admit that this is some kind of deep-rooted but widespread gender bias. And, to the surprise of all of us, Voldemort chose Harley, I guess because Harley, who is as much of a mixed race as he is, made him see himself."

"Mixed blood?"

"The children born of the combination of a pure-blood wizard and an ordinary person or an ordinary person's wizard. I know that this classification of nouns must be very racist in your eyes."

"So - this prophecy was known to Voldemort".

So he hunts down Harley - Harley's parents die - Harley survives - and becomes an orphan.

Similar stories, different reasons.

Bruce glanced at the silent Alfred, and expressed his doubts to Dumbledore.

"From my understanding, the prophecy has been fulfilled, 'the baby girl has defeated the devil'—then why are you protecting Harley so carefully? If you say it is because you are afraid of retaliation from the remaining party, it shows that your work is very imperfect. Hunting down the remnants is what you adult wizards should be doing. Making Harley pay for your incompetence by hiding? This is putting the cart before the horse."

"I wish half the wizards understood this as well as you do," Dumbledore smiled wryly.

"No, the Remnant is just a small aspect... My main concern is that Voldemort isn't dead, and I don't know for a while how he did it - he just lost his powers and went into hiding. Someday he will Come back, when the time comes, Harley will be his primary target."

"So you a group of adults - to be precise - adult wizards, are going to put the task of saving yourselves on the shoulders of a child, because it is prophesied that she has the power to defeat the big devil, and you will Hiding behind her? This is not a fairy tale, we're talking about a child's life!"

Bruce couldn't help but raise the volume.

"... how I wish this was all the prophecy was about. If so, I would stand in front of Harry myself, and many people would..." Dumbledore looked even older.

"The end of the prophecy is 'one person must die at the hands of the other, and cannot live at the same time'. Therefore, even if Harley doesn't kill him, he will definitely kill Harley. This is him, this prophecy and Harley Li's existence is a potential threat to him, and he will definitely do everything possible to eradicate this threat."

Bruce really didn't expect that the prophecy would be like this.Ah Fu on the side has closed his eyes.

Bruce also turned his head to look at Harry who was eating scones, so young and innocent.

Different from himself and Dick, they both actively choose to go to the battlefield; but Harry is forced to be pushed to the doomed fate.

After the two of them calmed down, Dumbledore took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Alfred.

"According to your previous request, here are photos of Harley's parents, and the address of their graves-but they are hidden by magic, and you ordinary people cannot see them."

Ah Fu took the envelope and put it in his pocket, "Thank you...for your honesty...is that all there is?"

Dumbledore nodded, but Bruce saw the brief hesitation of this action—sure enough, there was something hidden?

Dumbledore also looked back at Bruce with clear eyes, which made Bruce understand that he couldn't ask more questions today.

"Then, I think we can take our leave," Alfred got up, straightened the front of his clothes, and said to Dumbledore before leaving, "I disagree with your original statement. I think that, knowing that she would inevitably The mission, and concealing her, is the greatest harm to her. If we can't protect her one day, the prophecy must be fulfilled? Let her go to the doomed enemy unprepared, and she will be pushed to death with her own hands."

"Then it seems that we can only seek common ground while reserving differences, and there is no perfect solution to everything," Dumbledore replied gently.

Before turning around, Bruce glanced at a place behind the old wizard. He paused for a few seconds, squinted, and finally turned around and caught up with Ah Fu without saying anything.

Harry has fallen asleep in Professor McGonagall's arms,

Alfred wants to take over, but Professor McGonagall stops him.She gently picked up Harry, walked out of the bar with them, and carried Harry to the back seat of the car.

Dumbledore watched the three of them silently, and nodded to the air around them when they all walked out of the bar.

"Severus, you can come out now."

A black-haired man appeared at the place where Bruce's eyes had stopped just now, full of anger.

"You actually told them everything, aren't you afraid that Harry will be spoiled by fame?"

Dumbledore chuckled, "Well, I'm not worried at all; Harry is still living among Muggles, and fame in the wizarding world is meaningless; besides, Mr. Pennyworth has enough experience in raising a famous child It's..."

Severus Snape didn't understand the specific meaning of Dumbledore's words, and he knew it was useless to ask, so he could only follow the old man's line of sight and look at the two Muggles outside.

"Are we really going to let these two strangers take Harley to America?"

"I'm sure they'll make a better Halle."

The black-haired man frowned slightly, his expression was more helpless and bitter besides anger.

"...It seems that Lily's daughter no longer needs my protection..."

"No, on the contrary, there are some things that superpowers and high-tech weapons cannot do; and these are the keys to victory. Believe me, Severus, you will become even more irreplaceable."