American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 803 I live in Zaun, no one understands darkness better than me!

Boom Boom came out of the shadows holding a gun and said to the stunned Tim and Helena: "Don't move, put down your weapons."

At the same time, Mark and Wei also appeared from the shadows.

Seeing the girl in front of them wearing goggles and holding a strange gun in her hand, although they couldn't figure out whether the other party's gun was real or fake, the two men didn't dare to gamble.

Helena threw the crossbow in her hand to the ground.

"Did you kill the person?"

Tim raised his hand and asked the three Bakugos with a serious expression.

"No, of course not. They were already dead by the time we got there."

Mark said, shaking his head.

He then pulled out a piece of paper and said to the two stunned people: "We found this here. It says 'I am Batman'."

"Uh-huh, that's the fake Dark Knight."

Tim said to the three Boom Booms, "Are you the new villains in this city?"

"No, of course I'm not. In fact, we know Batman very well. In a way, we are a family."

Mark said as he looked at the tense face of Baobao, "Baobao, put the gun down."

Although she was somewhat reluctant, considering that Mark was here now, the bullets could not hurt him and the safety of both of them was guaranteed, so she put down the grenade launcher in her hand unhappily.

Seeing Baobao put down the gun, Tim and Helena looked at each other.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Mark Padrick, they are Bomb and Wei, my sisters. We entered this city for some special reasons. Don't worry, we don't mean to hurt you."

After Mark finished explaining to the others, he walked over to Tim and Helena and extended his hand to them.

After some hesitation, Tim finally shook hands with Mark.

"Our goal is also to see our father, so we are in a similar situation."

Mark imitated Peter and said with a mature expression.

Tim listened to Mark's words with a complicated expression on his face.

What does the other party mean?
He knows about his relationship with Batman?!
Tim immediately fell into a state of wild thoughts.

"Is your father also Batman?"

Helena asked curiously.

"No, he's Batman's father."

Wei's words stunned Helena and Tim.

Tim looked at Wei and the others suspiciously, wondering if they were trying to trick him.

"The crisis here has lasted longer than we thought."

Tim said to the group after they left the abandoned hospital.

He now has a preliminary understanding of Mark and the others.

After all, Mark revealed where the Batcave was and some secret locations in Wayne Manor.

This made Tim believe that the other party might really know Batman.

He sighed and said to Boomstick, "Nightwing and Batgirl have formed the 'GodNet' organization - a team composed of our most trusted allies to help clean up the mess."

"Gotham City is caught in a vicious cycle. The gangs realize that Batman is gone, and now is a great time to redraw the boundaries of Gotham City's underground."

Tim paused and continued:
"Everyone's getting involved in this crime spree, guys like Penguin and Two-Face are turning on each other, and younger, more ambitious gangs are starting to emerge."

Wei frowned and asked, "What about the police?"

"As for the police, they are already overwhelmed. Gotham City's police force is on the verge of collapse. While officers endure long, dangerous and thankless patrols, they also have to worry about whether their families are being attacked. Many find that they have no choice but to resign."

Tim looked at the city in the distance and continued to say to the others, "There are riots and looting everywhere. The mayor has declared a state of emergency in Gotham City."

"The people of Gotham City are looking forward to the emergence of a savior, someone who can restore the streets. They are expecting the emergence of Batman, or someone similar to Batman."

After listening to Tim's story, Baobao fell silent.

After a while, she raised her head and said to Tim and Helena, "Then let me be the Batman. Dad taught me responsibility and courage. I will be the Batman and fight against the evil in this city. After all, I also grew up in Zaun. No one understands darkness better than me."

"Your father?"

Helena looked at her with a dull look.

"Yes, Peter Padrick, the king of the world! The master of the sacred tree!"

Bakugo suddenly said loudly in a childish tone.

Peter, who was being nagging by Baobao, suddenly sneezed.

Unaware that Boom was bragging about "growing up in Zaun", he took Harry and Hermione, as well as Lyra and Kara, into Hogwarts World School.

In the dormitory, Harry met Ron, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

In the month they had been apart, Ron seemed to have grown a few inches, making him look taller and more clumsy than before.

But Ron's long nose, red hair, and freckles are still exactly the same as before.

The two hugged and Ron let go of Harry.

Harry's face was filled with joy as he wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth.

Then a slight whirring sound was heard outside, and a white object flew over from the top of the dark wardrobe and landed lightly on Harry's shoulder.

"Hedwig!"

Harry stroked the snowy owl's feathers.

The owl made a clicking sound with its beak and pecked Harry's ear gently and lovingly.

"Your owl has been fidgeting."

Ron said to him, "It nearly pecked us to death when it brought us your last two letters. Look at this."

As he said this he raised the index finger of his right hand to show Harry a wound that was almost healed but was obviously very deep.

"Sorry, Ron."

Harry apologized. "I'm so sorry, but I wanted to hear from you, you know - I've been at my aunt's house in Privet Drive. I've been stuck at Privet Drive for four weeks, picking up newspapers from bins, just to find out what was going on. After that I've been living at Mr. Peter's."

"We want to write back to you too, wait a minute!" Ron said in shock, "You live in Mr. Padrick's house? With Raven and the others?"

"Yes."

"You should have informed me. I want to go to the farm, too. I'm fed up with the life here, especially with that woman Umbridge."

Ron immediately expressed his envy.

"Can you help me ask if I can live on the farm?"

Ron asked Harry.

"I'll ask for you."

Harry said with a little lack of confidence.

He had no confidence that he could convince Mr. Peter to let Ron go back to the farm with him.

"Thank you! Actually, I have always wanted to learn from Mr. Padrick."

Ron immediately said to him excitedly, "I'm also his fan."

"By the way, Harry, you don't - you don't get the Daily Prophet all the time?"

Ron then asked a little uneasily.

“Yes, I have been receiving it!”

Harry said to him.

"Did you—uh—didn't you look at it closely?"

Ron continued, his tone becoming more uneasy.

“I didn’t watch it from beginning to end.”

Harry looked at him sensitively. "If they were to report on Voldemort, it would definitely be front-page news, wouldn't it?"

Ron shrank back at the name.

He coughed quickly, stopping Harry from continuing to speak, and said to him hurriedly: "Harry, you need to watch it from beginning to end to find that they - uh - they mention you once or twice a week."

"But I didn't see——"

“You won’t see that if you just look at the first edition.”

Ron shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about the big article. They just mentioned you in passing and used you as a joke."

Harry's eyes widened with excitement. "What did you say—?"

"Indeed, I know, it is very abominable."

Ron scratched his head and forced his voice to remain calm. "Their basis is Rita's nonsense."

"But she doesn't write for them anymore, does she?"

"Oh, I suppose she won't write it, but I suppose she kept her word—she had no choice."

Ron explained to him, "But she laid the foundation for what they're doing now."

"What are they going to do?" Harry asked impatiently.

"Look, you know what she said in the article about you making trouble everywhere, saying your scar hurts and all that?"

"what?"

"Now when they write about you in articles, it's as if you were some kind of fool who was trying to get attention by any means possible, thinking you were some tragic hero or something."

"They keep making casual, mean comments about you, and when a story comes up that's completely baseless they say things like 'only Harry Potter could make that up', and if someone gets into a funny accident or something they say 'I hope he doesn't get a scar on his forehead, or he'll be asking us to worship him next -'!"

Harry listened to Ron's words and instantly became angry.

Peter, who was in the common room, frowned as he read the comments about Harry in the Daily Prophet.

Leila suddenly appeared from nowhere and stuffed a soft dumpling into Peter's mouth.

"Master, try this!"

"what is this?"

"Slug-shaped gummies that come in flavors like pear, sour cherry, or maybe snot."

Leila had a mischievous smile on her face.

Peter's face instantly turned bitter as he tasted the winning slug in his mouth.

You really love your grandfather.

While Leila wasn't paying attention, Peter quickly spit it out and asked her, "Where's Kara?"

"She went to play Quidditch with Hermione. She is very interested in this sport."

Leila said that Kara might have been hurt by her cousin in the Injustice World, and now she has begun to devote herself to sports.

At night, after finishing the discussion with Malfoy about Occlumency, Peter led everyone back to the farm.

Looking at Harry who looked dejected, Peter said to him: "Harry, don't be affected by those reports. They just want you to be at a loss. Don't follow their ideas. No matter what happens, I am behind you."

Listening to Peter's comfort, Harry felt much better. He thanked Peter gratefully, "Thank you, sir. You have always been my role model. I won't let you down."

Hermione, who was standing next to him, saw Harry's renewed fighting spirit and smiled at Peter.

Mr. Peter always sees through their minds and is very understanding.

It’s great that I can meet Mr. Peter!

It would be great if Mr. Peter's children were gone from the farm, leaving only Harry and me.

No, no, I can't think like that!
I'm not an evil dark wizard.

Hermione immediately began to reflect on herself.

After half an hour.

farm.

Peter looked at the quiet farm with a puzzled look on his face.

Where did everyone go?
"Ruiwen, Azu, Gwen, Baobao?"

(End of this chapter)