Batman's Owl Godfather

Chapter 230 Bruce's Owl Journey

At the Hall family, Bruce is having breakfast.

Since being selected by S.H.I.E.L.D., the children have been in a semi-free-range state. The Halls no longer care about them, but are only responsible for their daily lives.

Pietro is the happiest about this. He is interested in all activities except studying at school.

And Wanda is basically inseparable from him in order to discipline this younger brother.

In view of the previous declaration of breaking up between Wanda and Bruce, Bruce is now back to his lonely state.

But this statement is also a bit imprecise.

At least he still has Katum.

"Here, pickled cucumber sandwich, try it!"

Katum flew onto the dining table with a plate on his head. He lowered his head and put down the plate, which contained two sandwiches.

Bruce picked up one and found that Katum was just looking at it without any intention of eating it.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" he asked.

"No, I'm not hungry." Katum shook his head. "Parents usually leave good food for their children, don't they?"

"I've never seen you like this before."

Bruce thought to himself. He had eaten sandwiches with Katum last week, and Katum ate seven that day.

Forget it, leave him alone.

Bruce took a bite of the sandwich in his hand, chewed it a few times, and put it on the table expressionlessly.

"The taste is a bit strange, the pickled cucumber is a bit sour and bitter."

He asked Katum, "It tasted very good last week, why don't you continue to buy it from that store?"

"You need to check your taste buds." Katum said, "This is the sandwich from last week."

Hearing this, Bruce's doubts were all solved.

Damn it.

No wonder you don't eat it.

But fortunately, he was also careful and didn't swallow it.

"Puh--"

Bruce spit the contents of his mouth into the trash can, and then smacked his lips a few times, the bitter taste was still very strong.

"You--"

"Okay, let's talk about business."

Katum immediately changed the subject.

He threw the remaining sandwiches into the trash can first. They had completed their final mission.

"Tony Stark has been making some moves recently."

The owl said, "He seems to have been trying various methods to try to return to the totem space and see me again."

"Is it possible for him to do it?"

"No way."

Katum shook his head, "And Stark seems to be determined to use scientific methods to achieve the effect of magic."

"Maybe he can really try it out." Bruce said casually.

"Then I wish him success."

Katum said, "Speaking of this, do you want to go with me to see the results of the Stark Group? In fact, he has already started making Iron Man armor. Isn't this a good opportunity to update the Hell Bat armor?"

"Good idea, but I have a question."

Bruce said, "What identity should I go with? You said yourself that the manufacturing process of the Iron Man suit is Tony Stark's secret."

"Don't worry, I've thought about it for you a long time ago!"

Katum said happily.

Hearing this answer, Bruce suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, it won't hurt!"

Katum didn't give Bruce any time to react. He stretched out his wings and pointed at Batboy. Bruce heard a bang.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his perspective had changed.

Katum was still standing on the table, standing in front of him, but at this moment, Bruce had to look up at him.

"I've finally waited for this day."

Katum pretended to wipe his tears, looking like a mother who saw her child grow up.

"Bruce, you're finally the same as me!"

The same as you?

Bruce was shocked in his mind, he lowered his head and looked at his hands.

There were no hands anymore.

What he saw was a pair of wings, extremely flexible, just like Katum's wings.

"What have you turned me into!?"

Bruce screamed, flapped his wings subconsciously, and then the whole person, or the whole bird, flew up directly.

He flew to the bathroom and looked at the mirror on the sink.

In the mirror, there was no longer the handsome young Bruce Wayne, only a little owl that looked exactly like Katoom - at least the same as when he was still very thin.

At this time, Katoom flew over and looked at the mirror, a little confused.

"How strange."

He said, "Why do you look so small after you become an owl? At least two sizes smaller than me."

"Maybe you are too fat?" Bruce said bitterly.

"I'm not fat at all, you are too thin."

Katoom patted Bruce on the shoulder, "Eat more in the future! Don't be picky about food, keep growing!"

...

Bruce did not think about turning into an animal, he was doing Animagus training.

But he swore that he had never thought about turning into an owl.

Ugly and ugly.

If he wanted to change, he should become a bat.

"Okay, stop being awkward, you are very handsome now!"

Katoom looked down at Bruce and rubbed Bruce's ear feathers, just like he used to rub Bruce's hair.

"Being a noble owl is a blessing you earned in your previous life."

"Keep this blessing to yourself."

Bruce spread Katum's wings and flew to the other side of the living room.

Since turning into an owl, he has learned to fly without a teacher.

"I'm not lying to you, he's really handsome. I made you look like me. How could you not be handsome?"

Katum flew over again, "If you don't believe me, ask Harley, she also thinks you are handsome!"

"Ouch!"

Little Sky Comet Dragon, which had not been seen for a long time, poked its head out of the small leather bag on Katum's chest.

She nodded vigorously, agreeing with Katum's point of view.

Ever since she came to the Marvel world and Harley lost her speed force, she had locked herself in a small leather bag and was unwilling to get out.

But now in order to encourage Bruce, she was actually willing to stick her head out of the small leather bag.

For this behavior, Batboy had to give her some face.

"This is the last time!"

Bruce gritted his teeth and said, "Next time you turn me into an owl without my consent, I will turn you into a bat!"

"no problem!"

Katum grinned, clenched the wings into a fist, and handed them to Bruce.

Batboy was reluctant and extended his fist to touch Katum.

This time the quarrel is over.

"Actually, I have to give you a heads up."

At this time, Katum said cowardly, "You haven't mastered the art of transformation yet. It's basically impossible to turn me into another animal."

"Just wait and see." Bruce was not interested in continuing to argue with Katum on this topic.

In fact, he was thinking a very strange thought.

Transfiguration can turn others into animals, and it's not too difficult.

When Bruce gave the Harry Potter books to Fury, he read them himself.

At least in the books, there have been operations such as Mad-Eye Moody turning Malfoy into a stoat, and Hagrid making Harry's cousin Dudley grow a pig's tail.

Dumbledore also said that it is true that many professors can easily turn others into animals.

but--

Bruce thought to himself, isn't Animagus also a kind of magic that can transform animals? Why is the difficulty so high?

If you want to train, you have to brew potions, collect moonlight, and practice in storms. This process may last for several months.

Obviously, all you need to do is wave the wand, point it at yourself, and recite the transformation spell.

But everyone doesn't do this.

Why?

Bruce couldn't figure out why.

He just vaguely felt that the training process of Animagus did not look like any serious magic training, but rather like some special ceremony.

The more he thought about this, the more curious Bruce became.

What would happen if I really used Transfiguration on myself?

I have to find an opportunity to trick Katum into doing an experiment some other time.

"what's on your mind?"

Suddenly, Katum interrupted Bruce's thinking, and he looked at Batboy with suspicion.

"I feel like you don't mean anything good."

"I didn't," Bruce defended.

"You did," Katum said. "You were laughing just now."

"I just discovered that turning into an owl is also a very interesting thing."

Bruce changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's talk about Stark. How are we going to see him?"

"It's very simple. Stark will hold a mysterious little gathering tonight. Let's just fly there."

Katum said, "We appear before him and you act as my interpreter and relay my words to him."

"How do you explain this?" Bruce asked doubtfully, "After I turned into an owl, I can't speak human language."

"You have Diana's power, why can't you speak human words?"

Katum shook his head and said with some yin and yang, "You are such a person, you really only think about yourself."

It's getting late.

As the largest city in the world that never sleeps, New York never sleeps.

At this time, the party hosted by Tony Stark had just begun.

As Tony's personal secretary, Pepper doesn't really approve of what Tony is doing from beginning to end.

"Tony, tell me the truth."

Before entering the party, Pepper pulled Tony to the corner and asked seriously——

"What happened to you in the Middle East? It had such a big impact on you!"

Pepper looked at the guests who kept entering the party venue, the disgust on her face was completely undisguised.

Those are not serious people.

Some people wore black robes embroidered with strange symbols, with wide hoods half covering their faces; others wore colorful loose clothes with messy patterns, and their necks were covered with various crystals, bones, etc. The pendant jingled with every step.

They claim to have magical powers, but Pepper can guarantee that they are all a bunch of charlatans and magicians.

Tony couldn't say anything to Pepper's question. He could only repeat one sentence.

"I will explain to you later, believe me, I'm not crazy!"

After that, he pushed open the ajar door and walked in.

A rush of air mixed with the smell of incense and old paper hit him.

The lights in the party room were dim, and the flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows on the walls.

Tony's guests sat around a huge round table filled with strange things——

Tarot cards were scattered randomly, several ancient parchment rolls were half-opened, with incomprehensible star diagrams drawn on them, and several crystal balls, which seemed to hide endless secrets under the candlelight.

One of them was waving the wand in his hand and muttering words, as if he was casting some mysterious spell. The people around him looked at him solemnly, as if this ritual was very unusual.

Seeing this scene, Tony's temples couldn't help but buzz.

"Pepper is right."

He thought to himself, "I might actually be crazy."

These people are all liars, how could Tony not see that?

Some people have said that Tony Stark is the smartest, most charming, and most rational billionaire in the world today.

Later, Bruce verified that it was Tony himself who said this.

"I knew there was something fishy behind it!" Bruce later said, "If this sentence doesn't describe me, then it won't mean anything!"

Tony will always have to compete for second smartest.

Back to the present, no matter what, Tony Stark will not really be fooled by a bunch of bad guys.

He was just thinking, maybe if he keeps contacting these people, what if one day he meets a real one?

Blind Iron Man always encounters a dead owl, right?

"Let me test you first."

Tony looked at the group of immersive performers and thought to himself, "Let's see if you know what the owl represents in the magical world!"

There are rewards for correct answers and penalties for wrong answers.

With this in mind, Tony joined the rally.

Two hours later, Tony rubbed his forehead and walked out of the room tiredly.

"I wasted two important hours of my life."

He sighed in his mind, "I've tried it so many times, is this method really not going to work?"

Tony was thinking about it, and then he saw Pepper standing in front of him, as if he had been waiting for him.

She was trembling all over, her expression was frightened, and there was even a trace of fear in her eyes when she looked at Tony.

This is an unprecedented situation! Everyone in Tony was dumbfounded.

Pepper has always been disappointed with herself, so how could she be afraid of herself? !

"Pepper, what's wrong!"

Tony quickly stepped forward, held Pepper's shoulders, and asked gently, "What happened? Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

"I know what you are doing with these magicians..."

There was a cry in Xiao Chili's voice, "Did you mess with something dirty? Now they're all chasing you home!"

"What?" Tony didn't understand.

"owl!"

Pepper screamed, "There are two owls waiting for you in the studio, and one of them can speak human language!"

She kept scratching her arms, as if they were also caught in something dirty.

Hearing these words, Tony's pupils shrank instantly.

Coming!

The owl he had been looking for for so long now came to his door!

"Don't worry, I'll handle it, I'll handle it!"

Tony first asked Pepper to rest, then stumbled and ran towards the studio.

From a distance, he could see the bright lights in the studio.

After opening the door, Tony first saw the back of a chair, and then the chair turned around.

An owl wearing a suit and tie was sitting on his office chair with a small cigar between its wings.

There was also a smaller owl standing on the armrest with a very impatient expression, as if someone owed him money.

The moment the owl in a suit saw Tony, a smile appeared on his face.

Tony knew that birds' faces couldn't express human-like expressions.

But he could have sworn the owl was smiling.

Not only was he smiling, but he also saw the owl opening its mouth and saying——

"Cuckoo!"

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