Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation In the previous chapter, Ginny met a charming man in Lihen Bookstore and was shocked.
Let's take a look at Harry who brought Tommy home.
Mr. Weisles and Xenophilius were still repairing Lovegood's house, so there was no one in the Burrow.
Harry took out the key from a broken boot under the doorstep and opened the door. He quickly took off the baby carrier.
He also took off Tommy.
He planned to let her play on the sofa for a while.
"You don't want me to play with you, right?" Harry bent down and put Tommy on the blanket.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
Little Tommy, who could not sit, crawl, or walk, looked at the twelve-year-old Harry Potter angrily.
She kicked her legs and opened her mouth to say "Ah" a few times. Judging from her expression and tone,
There seemed to be something urgent.
What urgent matter could Voldemort have? Harry blinked.
Then, he patted little Tommy's belly and said, "Don't worry, Kamia will be back in a while." He guessed that the former Black Devil was being unreasonable again.
He did not want to stay with his enemy. It was as if he wanted to take care of his enemy.
Tommy, who could not speak, could do nothing but kick her legs and stare.
She could not pull Harry over and shake him as hard as she wanted.
The only thing she could shake was her head. She still could not shake her thoughts into Harry's head.
So,
Harry, who was confused, watched Tommy's expression change from anxiety to anger, to embarrassment, and finally to despair. At this moment, Harry suddenly realized something.
"You … you …" Harry stared at the diapers on Tommy's waist. "You are not, uh, out of control, right?"
Little Tommy, who was blushing, closed her eyes.
It could not be helped. Babies always had all kinds of bad things. Even if you were the Black Devil in your previous life, it was useless. The Black Devil who peed in his pants could only let Harry take off his diapers (fortunately, it was just peeing) and then get warm water to wipe his butt.
Little Tommy, who was blushing, did not realize that Harry was also embarrassed. It was not until he took off Tommy's diapers that he realized — God damn it, Voldemort had turned into a girl!
Harry, holding the towel, Harry turned his head. "No! This is not Harry Potter at all. I can't watch it …
After wiping Tommy clean, Harry still had to change her diapers. He had to carry her upstairs to Lovegood and her husband's temporary residence.
This was originally Ron and Harry's bedroom. The walls were still covered with posters of the Chadli Artillery Team, but there were no clothes strewn all over the floor. On the long table under the windowsill, half of it was Ron's magazines and comics, and the other half was Tommy's food — milk powder.
Harry put Tommy on the bed and then found diapers from a pile of supplies beside the baby's cradle. Thanks to Teddy Lupin, Harry had a lot of experience in raising children. After putting on the diapers, he stuffed a rubber duckling into Tommy's arms. "Look, duckling ~"
With a thud, the duckling was kicked down by the angry Tommy.
Harry wasn't angry at all. He happily found a new cuddling bear and put it next to Tommy. "Okay, let the cuddling bear play with you. Big brother has his own things to do …"
The cuddling bear was much heavier than the duckling, and Tommy couldn't kick it. He had to use the useless Devil's Ray to attack Harry. When he looked up, he saw Harry in a daze.
Following Harry's gaze, Tommy realized that he was looking at the bedside.
To be more specific, Harry was looking at the two neatly placed pillows.
"Hey, Riddle, let me ask you something." Harry looked away and turned to Tommy with a complicated expression.
Hearing his name, which he hadn't heard for a long time, Tommy had a different feeling in his heart. He heard Harry ask, "Are you really the child of Kamia and Mr. Lovegood?"
Tommy was stunned. Before he could think about it, he saw Harry frown and mutter to himself in distress, "Ah, ah, ah, I wonder if that guy can reproduce asexually?"
Tommy didn't know why Harry suddenly asked this question, but it seemed like he was suspecting that he was an illegitimate child. This made the Devil King unhappy. At the same time, he realized something else. This Harry Potter seemed to be very close to his so-called mother. Connecting this to the fact that he was so confused about his background, could it be that … he was interested in Kamia? 'Ah, Merlin, that cheap father of mine is a lot older than Kami!'
Tommy didn't dare to continue thinking about whether Harry Potter was his stepfather. Her expression was gradually becoming sluggish. Harry waved his hand in front of her eyes for a long time before Tommy came back to her senses.
"Well, Riddle, maybe you prefer me to call you Tom?" Harry didn't know what terrible things were in Tommy's mind. He was really curious about some things. "I want to ask you something. If I'm right, you nod. If I'm wrong, you shake your head. Is that okay?" Then, without waiting for Tommy to respond, Harry said, "Is Kamia and Mr. Lovegood very close?"
He really wanted to poke his nose into Lovegood's family! Tommy kicked the cuddle bear with all his strength and then nodded fiercely. Although his cheap mother was bad and his cheap father was stupid, Tommy didn't see that their marriage was in danger of falling apart. Even if it was, he didn't want Harry Potter to poke his nose into it.
Harry touched his chin and didn't believe it. "Are you sure? I remember that you don't know much about relationships. "
Before Tommy exploded, Harry followed up with a second question. "Well, the two of them, do they really sleep together every day?"
He nodded and glared.
"Okay, okay, don't rush into a magic riot …" Harry scratched his head. "I'll ask one last thing."
Looking straight into Tommy's eyes, Harry asked seriously, "Do you have a sister called Jerry?"
Tommy was stunned for a moment. Harry saw all kinds of complicated emotions flashing in the baby's eyes, leaving only anger and confusion. Why did he suddenly mention Jerry?
"Well … I'm just reminding you. Hehe, you probably don't know that Jerry didn't die at the age of twelve …"
On the other hand, Kamia, who didn't know that she had exposed her identity, brought Luna from Snape's fireplace to Dumbledore's principal's office. As soon as the two of them walked out, they were spun around by a red whirlwind. After they steadied themselves, they saw a boy of about eleven or twelve standing in front of them. The boy was wearing a strange red and white skin-tight uniform. His short red hair was stubbornly sticking up at various angles on his head. Below that, a pair of dark brown eyes flashed as he looked at them.
"You are …" Kamia was a little surprised.
"Hi! Ma 'am! Bart Allen, I'm Bart Allen. You can call me Pulse! Because I run very — very fast. Oh, maybe not as fast as Grandpa in his prime? Anyway, I'm very happy to meet you! " As he spoke, Bart had already finished the small mountain of cakes on the principal's table. He then stood in front of them again and continued to speak happily. "After all, I'm from fifty years in the future."
Kamia stared at Bart for a while, and then looked at Dumbledore, who was sitting behind the principal's table and stroking his beard happily. She could not help but squint. "Well … Can anyone tell me why this time traveler wants to see me? Or … "Kamia glanced at Bart. The boy quickly retracted his gaze from Luna and turned to Kamia with a grin." You want to see Luna? "
"Hahaha, it's a long story. Kamia, and Miss Lovegood, why don't we sit down and talk?" Dumbledore cleaned up the big plate in front of him and then looked at Bart. "Maybe we can talk while we eat?"
"That's great!" Bart instantly sat down at the table.
Not long after, the four of them sat down, drinking tea and eating biscuits while listening to Dumbledore talk about what happened this morning.
It turned out that earlier today, Dumbledore, as the principal, came to Hogwarts to deal with some business in advance. He diligently verified the number of new students and wrote a reply letter to Professor Xavier and Mr. Wayne. Just as he was confirming the list of this year's international students again, Bart fell from the sky.
"It hit the table." Dumbledore laughed. "So I had to write the letter again."
Bart looked up from the biscuit plate and stuck out his tongue to express his apology.
"Then this little Mr. Allen asked me about my current year and told me that he was from the future." Dumbledore looked back at Kamia with a smile. "And asked to see a person named Luna Lovegood."
Luna, who had been sitting quietly next to Kamia, looked up at Bart, who was sitting opposite her. Bart immediately made a face at her. Luna smiled and pointed at herself. Bart quickly wiped the biscuit crumbs from the corner of his mouth.
Kamia seemed to be noncommittal about all this. She just glanced at Bart and asked, "Why?"
The female teacher's question was simple, and Bart quickly answered, "Luna is my friend. I mean, in the future, we are very good friends. She also saved my life."
"Then …" Kamia twitched the corner of her mouth, revealing a standard fake smile. "That's a terrible reason."
Everyone looked at Kamia, puzzled.
The female professor just looked down at her teacup and said slowly, "Let's not talk about why you became friends with Luna, who was already very old at that time. You said that Luna saved you, so your first reaction when you arrived in this time and space was to see Luna. Then, can I ask, why did Luna save you? Not Wally West, not Barry Allen, not the group of heroes in the Justice League, or any of the American superheroes? "
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