[Comprehensive British and American] Robin Girl Potter

"I have nothing more to say to you. I have wasted enough time with you." There was a momentary crack in Tom's proud expression, he shook his head, and raised his wand at Damian, "You Muggles, always You are good at talking big—I don’t need to know what is special about you, because in the final analysis, you are just a low life.”

"You, and that ignorant girl will know my strength—when I deliver your dead body to her. Don't worry, I'll kill her next."

Before Damian could reply, Tom shot a green spell at the boy holding a long knife in front of him - Avada Kedavra.

And Damian dodged it with a nimble sideways roll. *

"Seriously? That's what you wizards are made of? I don't think dodging your spells is any different than dodging a bullet from some random drug addict on the streets of Gotham."

Damian jumped up again, flashing another green spell, with ease.

"Wait, there's still a difference—at least, the bullets of Gotham druggies sound loud and imposing, and this little green light of yours just feels funny."

Tom chose the youngest family member next to the Girl Who Lived as a first step because he seemed the easiest to deal with.

However, this young man's posture is the most flexible he has ever seen, with side kicks, and bending and rolling movements together, evading every spell of his, almost making him invisible with the naked eye—— This must be some kind of magic, how can it be possible to achieve this effect with only the flesh?

After blocking another spell with the long knife, the boy was already approaching Tom.

Tom retreated quickly, switching from the Killing Curse, which was too concentrated in the attack range and therefore easy to dodge, to the Burning Curse with a larger coverage area and the Cutting Curse with black magic damage.

This made Damian's action rhythm interrupted a bit, and the invisible knife was a challenge even for the top fighters of the Assassin League.

With difficulty, he dodges—and throws a few Batarangs in Tom's direction.

Hmph, this magical kid seems to be capable, and he's about to start taking it seriously.

Tom was forced to interrupt the continuous spell, and used a shield to block the suddenly attacking Muggle weapons. The metal darts shot on the shield and fell with a tinkle.

"You actually use this kind of crude Muggle weapon against me? I feel sorry for you." Tom started laughing, picked up a bat dang, and observed with a teasing expression, "In such an arrogant paragraph just now After the announcement, your trump card is actually this little bat-shaped iron piece? Let me tell you a secret, even if you shoot me with this little thing, you can’t kill me.”

"You'll know if you try it."

Jason's cold voice suddenly sounded from a corner under the shadow of the container—the next second, the pistol/gun with the gun made a light pop, and Tom fell to the ground unconsciously.

Jason——Red Hood, just shot Tom right away...

"What and what..." Even Damian didn't react for a while.

He looked at Tom on the ground, and then at the red hood not far away, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Hey! Nosy Redhead! He's mine! I haven't had enough of it!"

"I know," Jason put away his penis, opened his hood, and shrugged, "it's just that Harry is worried to death."

He turned slightly to reveal the girl who had been blocked by him.

Harry held his wand, his eyes wide open, with water in the corners of them.

"You asked Todd to come?" Damian was a little annoyed. Halfway through the fight, anyone would be upset. Besides, is this looking down on him?

"This guy is your worst enemy? Surprisingly simple, I'm ashamed of you."

The girl was still staring at him, the horror in her eyes made Damian suddenly unable to vent his anger...

Harley seemed completely unaffected by his rushing tone, just watched him up and down, and looked around the environment inside the container, "He caught you so easily, Damian? Oh my god... I'm sorry... I brought this disaster into our family...and I can't figure it out myself."

Thinking of how tough Tom was in the girls' bathroom at school, and if that happened to Damian... to any of the family...

Harry couldn't hold back his tears again...

"Why are you crying, what's there to cry about, I can't stand you anymore," Damian walked towards the girl helplessly, "What are you talking about. This is called 'bring', not 'catch'— —And, how could it be impossible to avoid a few spells?"

He put his hand lightly on Harry's shoulder, "You've already told us what a wizard's Killing Curse looks like, hiding it is no different from any ordinary weapon - even Superman's useless heat vision The fate curse is strong, at least there are two. So, you don't need to worry at all."

Harry should have come on Todd's motorcycle, with disheveled hair and rosy cheeks.Hearing Damian's words, she thought for a while, the redness of her eyes lightened slightly, and she nodded slightly to him.

"By the way," Damian narrowed his eyes and put on a serious expression again, "How do you know I'm here?"

He began to examine his cloak and belt.

"I installed a locator for you..." Harry admitted timidly, "You taught me how to eavesdrop on Uncle Bruce, install two or three devices, leave the one that is easiest to find, let him dismantle it smoothly, and think that you The bug has been solved—I installed the locator for you in the same way, two...but, you don't seem to have found even one..."

"Where, where!" Damian crossed his arms and said through gritted teeth, he was actually equipped with two locators and he didn't notice any of them!It's all because Harley's cute image is too confusing!

"I try not to use it as much as possible. I only open it when I can't reach you." Harry took a small device from Damian's back collar and cape.

"Us?" Brother Jason interjected, "You put it on for me too?" He began to check his hood.

Harry's attention was already drawn to Tom lying on the ground.

"Oh my God, we killed people..." she murmured, "Uncle Bruce will call me dead."

"How could it be?" Jason handed the hood to Harley, indicating that she had to remove the locator, "I was the one who pulled the trigger, and the old guy will only blame me if he wants to blame."

"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't..." Harry removed two devices from the hood, walked behind Jason, and fished out a third from inside the hem of his jacket.

"When did you pretend here..." Jason said in surprise.

Harry played with the small positioning signal device in his hand, lowered his head and murmured, "But... about killing him... I don't know what I should think."

"He killed my parents. Or will he kill my parents? According to the information provided by Uncle Bruce, he was born in 1926."

"So I don't think he's a real person..." Damian nodded. He also studied the files of Tom Marvolo Riddle—that is, Voldemort. "Maybe some magic? Rejuvenated him?" "

"I haven't really understood Tom's secret yet, so don't blame yourself for violating my father's principle of not killing anyone." Damian looked down at Harry, "Actually, I have also violated my father several times... ...When some extremely evil gangster promised me to kill my father...and just now, Tom promised me to kill you, I must admit that at that time, I decided for a moment that I would kill him directly. "

"So, you don't have to blame yourself, Harry." Damian squatted down, inspected Tom's body, and after confirming that he was dead, he looked up into the girl's eyes, "I haven't forgotten your prophecy— —Only one of the two survived. If I had to defy my father, I would."

"Okay, okay, Damian," Jason shook his head, "Stop coaxing Harley with big talk, I really acted against the old guy today, but me, don't take my credit."

He picked up Harley, "Come on, let's go home. I have to claim a reprimand from the old guy and a possible beating."

The author has something to say:

*Second update at [-]:[-] p.m.

* Bats dodge full marks!

*The diary is not completely dead.

Regarding the question of whether the diary master can be killed... because Xiaofu is not a horcrux of a living creature like Nagini and Harry.Therefore, after various inquiries and entanglements, I decided to use the setting that the diary is not destroyed, and Xiaofu cannot be killed (highlighted).

Therefore, it can be considered that this is just a setting of this article, or that it is my nonsense "based on a certain basis", and it is not really based on research to find out what the diary will be if the gentleman is alive.