Harry had said more than once that he hated the trolley problem,
And this time, the situation seemed to be more complicated than the trolley problem.
First of all,
From the perspective of the Justice League,
They definitely didn't want to reveal their true identities,
Especially during the tense moment when the Superhero Registration Act was proposed,
But they were even more unwilling to let any of the hostages die, whether it was the people with bombs strapped to their bodies or the young assistants,
Or anyone who was hiding in the dark and also had their lives threatened,
What was even more difficult was that,
They might not even be willing to let the Clown and the others explode on the spot,
And not be judged by procedural justice first.
But from the perspective of the masses,
Of course, they were more willing for the heroes of the Justice League to stand up,
He would reveal his true identity and choose to save himself. Of course, if it was possible, he would also save Bart and the others.
As for the Clown and the others … to them, no matter what choice Batman and the others made, they would win, even if the Justice League gave up the lives of their assistants,
Taking off their hoods in front of the public,
Saving the lives of all the citizens,
And then the supercriminals would keep their promise and self-destruct — even then,
The person behind the Clown would win. He would succeed in destroying the concept of "superheroes."
The Joker's smile was almost deranged in the camera, and the members of the Alliance seemed to be momentarily shocked by Blue Beetle's sudden betrayal. No one spoke first. Everyone looked at Batman, including Superman, and the camera turned to the Dark Knight. Harry stared at Batman in front of the screen as his brain raced — how should he choose??? How should he choose???
Professor X noticed Harry's trembling hands and was about to speak when Harry suddenly stepped forward and stopped the video. Then, he turned around and stared at the professor and Hank. "Have you all finished watching this video?"
Professor X was silent for a moment before he nodded, his blue eyes filled with gloomy emotions.
"Okay!" Harry raised his hands and said seriously, "Don't tell me, okay? Don't — don't tell me. "
"Harry, you mean …" The professor looked at Harry thoughtfully. The boy was pacing around the room involuntarily, biting his thumb.
"I can't … I can't know how things will end." Harry thought about how to phrase it. "Because once I know the ending, it will become a fixed point in time and can't be changed. So I can't know what choice they made in the end …" He glanced at Bart. "And I guess it's not a good result."
Professor X was shocked by Harry's words. "You mean … reversing the future?"
"Well … that movie is pretty good." Harry bit his lower lip and muttered a few words. He then looked at the professor with a bitter smile and said, "It's not about reversing the future, we can't do such a big thing …" In this extremely unstable world, messing with the timeline was not a good choice. "It's also not about the Flash Point paradox … What we need to do is just a small time leap."
Professor X let out a sigh of relief, but he also smiled bitterly. "But Katie (Phantom Cat) is only a junior now. Her ability is not enough to send people back to the past."
"Ah, this … You don't have to worry about this." Harry showed a very faint smile. "We have the Rose of Time."
The library had once told Harry that in the Babel myth, the librarian, Nihon, and the prisoner of time were just 'concepts' that depended on existence, nothingness, and time. They could not destroy themselves before destroying the origin. So, in order to end himself, Nihon chose to completely end the world. This involved a question: Was Oulopolos, the Lord of the Chaotic Border, who had committed suicide before the plot began, really dead?
The Rose of Time was screaming in the conspiracy. As Harry ran, he felt that he was too stupid. The world had given him so many hints, but he had never thought about the truth.
That person's ability came from God (see Volume I, Chapter 20), could reverse time (see Volume I, Chapter 4), and was outside the original setting like Kamia (see … this article) … The Rose of Time, the fragment of Oulopolos —
"Kronos!" Harry kicked the dormitory door open and pulled up Colo, who was reading comics in bed. "Come with me!"
Colo, who was physically weak, was dragged by the boy who was two years younger than him. He staggered and called for help. "Peter —"
Harry turned around, covered Colo's mouth, and asked directly, "Colo, let me ask you, do you know Oulopolos?"
Colo, who was struggling, was stunned for a moment. He then calmed down, pushed Harry's hand away, took two breaths, rolled his eyes, and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
"Oulopolos." Harry took a step back and looked at Colo seriously. "He has a nickname, the Prisoner of Time."
Colo frowned slightly, as if he was confused and disgusted. "I thought he was dead."
"Unfortunately, he didn't …" Harry shrugged. "So we need your help."
Harry ran out in a hurry and returned with the 'timeline' in the blink of an eye. Professor X still had no idea what the 'Rose of Time' meant by Harry, but he knew Kronos' ability. However, the child had always been lazy, and it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble. Harry thought of him immediately, and that surprised the professor. There was no time to dwell on it. He told Colo what had happened at Gotham and then said, "Colo, we need you and Harry to return to two days ago and tell the old me what you know. Then, remind the Zhenglian so that they can take precautions."
Colo scratched his head. "It can be done, but even if we can go back in time, in order to not mess up the timeline, things will still progress to this stage …" He pointed at the still paused video. "Then, how do we solve this problem?" He also hated the trolley problem.
Harry gritted his teeth and gave him two middle fingers. "We are not going to play games with them." He said with certainty. "We have to save all the hostages and protect the superheroes."
"Well … You are quite confident." Colo touched his nose and then raised a hand. Many white lines were twining around his fingers, and they extended out and wrapped around Harry's middle finger. While Harry was stunned, Colo, who was in the white light, smiled. "Then, good luck to us."
Harry was sure that he saw the illusory figure standing behind Colo.
But the next second, he woke up in his own bed. Neville and the rest, who came to check on him, were shocked. "Harry?"
"… Neville?" Harry shook his head. "Ron? Drac? "Then he saw Hermione standing behind him and the little notebook in her hand." Hermione? "
Hermione narrowed her eyes. She felt that something was wrong with Harry.
Harry thought for a moment and realized that he should have returned from Sin City.
On the second day after Harry's return, he was still sleeping soundly, and the pain hadn't subsided yet. But that didn't matter anymore. Harry got up and put on his clothes at the same time, scaring his friends. "Harry! Where are you going? "
Harry felt dizzy as soon as he stepped on the floor. Fortunately, Ron, who was standing beside him, held him. "Bro!"
Shit！ The Dementor on his head was still digested! Harry managed to stabilize himself. "Sorry, Professor Xavier.
Hey guys, Professor Xavier is looking for me. I have to go now! " Then he pushed away Ron's hand and went straight out. As soon as he went down to the first floor, he met Colo, who was also going to find the professor. He hurried to greet Colo. "Hey, Kronos, the professor should be playing chess with Magneto in the office now."
Colo responded unhurriedly and then walked to the principal's office with Harry. Seeing that Harry was still seriously ill, Colo could not help but look at him. Then he asked slowly, "Your injury?"
"Ah? This? It's okay … "Harry had mastered the trick of the small box. When things calmed down, he would naturally be able to stop the pain.
Colo chuckled and shook his head. "It's useless for you to keep suppressing it."
"But I can only block it, not ease it … No!" Harry stopped and looked back at Colo carefully. The young man still looked careless and sleepy, but his eyes seemed to have become lighter, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was even more familiar to Harry.
"Oulopolos." Harry clenched his fist. "You are Oulopolos." He had always thought that Colo seemed to be different from Kamia in that he had no memory of the Babel myth. Now it seemed that Colo's situation was more like that of being "parasitized" than that of Kamia's "reincarnation".
"And you are Harry Potter." Oulopolos shrugged indifferently. "The new librarian? Oh, congratulations. I hope you have a good time. "Seeing that Harry did not move, Colo scratched his head again." Aren't we going to the professor? "
Colo's action eased Harry's tense nerves a little, but he still could not make up his mind. It was reasonable and reasonable to ask Colo for help, but to ask Oulopolos for help … Harry was not sure if this was the right choice. God, he and Nihon belonged to the "Suicide Club"!
"I mean … I have a lot of time, but standing here in a daze with you is really boring." Oulopolos yawned as if he had not woken up yet. "Why don't you think about it before you call me?"
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