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

Chapter 525 Clark has no parents anymore

"Bad things? You mean"

"I don't know, Dad, I just feel that way."

Raven folded her arms across her chest. "Maybe. Maybe it's just my illusion, but my feeling is very accurate. Last time at Hogwarts, when I was attacked by a giant spider in the Forbidden Forest, I was warned in advance."

She talked about her last experience in the forbidden forest.

"When have you ever been into the Forbidden Forest?"

Peter seemed to have discovered something very important from his daughter's words.

The Forbidden Forest, also often referred to as the Dark Forest, is located on the edge of the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

As its name suggests, Hogwarts students are usually not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, except in special circumstances such as detention or Care of Magical Creatures, when students can enter the Forbidden Forest.

"You were in detention, at Hogwarts? Raven."

Peter looked his daughter up and down suspiciously.

"No, I just"

Riven looked down at her newly bought purple boat heels guiltily, her mind frantically racking her brains to think of how to deal with the situation.

"Raven, the Forbidden Forest is home to many dangerous magical creatures. As I recall, Hogwarts forbids students from entering it."

"I"

Raven looked up and quickly found an excuse, "Dad, I just want to go see the unicorn."

"unicorn?"

"Yes, I heard there are unicorns in the Forbidden Forest."

"Not only unicorns, but also Acromantulas, Thestrals, Unicorns, Centaurs, Werewolves, Grawps, etc., all exist in the Forbidden Forest."

As soon as Raven finished speaking, Tom came over and said to the two of them: "Although most werewolves don't live in the Forbidden Forest."

"dad."

Tom looked towards Peter and said to him, "Raven's nickname in Slytherin is 'Slytherin Raven'. Professor Snape has always regarded her as the pride of the school. If she wants to go to a place, even a forbidden place, she can do it easily."

Seeing Tom complaining to his father in his annoying London accent, Raven snorted, "I heard that you are also very popular in Ravenclaw, Tom. Many people praise you as a genius and think you are a perfect representative."

But she quickly changed the subject, "But, Tom, I heard that you gave up joining the Quidditch team. Don't say you don't dare to compete with me on the field."

When hearing Raven mention that she had given up on joining the Quidditch team, Tom said with an unchanged expression: "Compared to playing on the field myself, I would rather be a spectator."

"I hate flying lessons, or more precisely, I don't like flying around on a broomstick, but I will still support our team."

Raven quickly exposed Tom's words, "No, Tom, you just lack passion. You try to cover up your lack of passion for many things and your lack of empathy for many people. Perhaps Quidditch is just a drama performance that you are not interested in. You have a stern face for many things. Doesn't life on the farm make you unhappy?"

Tom fought back against Raven's sharp words, "No, you're wrong, Raven. I just don't want to see some people being arrogant after Slytherin won the game."

"That's because Ravenclaw lost, right?"

Seeing the quarrel between Raven and Tom escalating, Peter, who had a headache, rubbed his head.

"Quiet!"

After stopping Raven and Tom with a word, Peter glared at them with dissatisfaction.

"Can you two be quiet? Raven, don't you want to discuss your sensory warning with me? Don't let the topic go in other directions."

After hearing Peter's dissatisfied words, Raven looked at Tom with a sullen look on his calm expression.

"Sorry, Dad."

She had just said something when she suddenly raised her head as if she sensed something.

As she looked on in astonishment, the World Tree emitted a dazzling white light.

The dazzling yet warm white light instantly overflowed.

Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the white light formed a milky white light shield that covered the entire farm.

"What's this?!"

Louise had been surrounding Bruce, hoping to take the opportunity to get an interview promise from the richest man in Gotham. However, after seeing the abnormality on the farm, she opened her mouth in surprise.

After the milky white light shield born from the World Tree enveloped the farm, an invisible wave suddenly came from afar.

The waves that shook the air collided with the milky white shield and instantly disappeared into thin air.

Then the milky white shield gradually disappeared.

"what happened?"

Rhea witnessed everything happening and looked at Peter with confusion and shock.

"do not know."

Peter also felt confused. He pushed open the door, walked out of the living room and looked at the air outside which was becoming a little turbid.

He felt that the world seemed to be getting a little weird.

Everyone followed Peter out of the living room.

Loki took a deep breath and turned his gaze towards the abnormal World Tree.

"Dad, I feel that the World Tree seems to have helped us resist some kind of invasion just now."

Rocky tells Peter how he feels.

"Yeah, I feel the same way, but this invasion may not be a physical invasion."

Peter nodded.

Clark, who was standing at the back, felt a little uneasy. He hesitated and said to Peter, "Godfather, I want to go home."

"Go."

Peter looked toward the Kent Farm in the distance and said to Clark, "Let Zu go with you."

Arriving at the farm, Clark was slightly stunned when he saw the home that was familiar yet seemed a little strange.

There seemed to be some subtle changes in my home. "Bang!"

In the open space in front of the farm, Jonathan was chopping wood with an axe.

The log was hit hard by his axe and split into two parts.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Jonathan raised his head and saw Clark and Zu.

He stopped what he was doing and looked at the two of them in confusion.

"dad?!"

Noticing that his father's eyes seemed a little strange, Clark walked up to him and asked, "Are you okay, Dad?"

When Jonathan heard Clark's words, he looked back in confusion to confirm that the other party was talking to him.

"Are you talking to me, kid?"

He asked Clark somewhat unsurely.

"Of course, Dad, don't you recognize me?"

Clark was stunned for a while, and said to the other party in a hurried tone: "Dad, what happened?"

"You may be mistaken, child. I am not your father."

Jonathan smiled at him, "Maybe your father and I look a lot like each other?"

"No, you are my father. Aren't you Jonathan Kent?!"

"Yes, I'm Jonathan Kent, but I don't have any children."

"You didn't pick me up more than ten years ago?"

"No."

Jonathan stood up straight, "Maybe you need help, kid, where is your home? I'll take you back."

He thought Clark and Zu might be in some trouble.

"Jonathan."

Hearing the sound, Martha opened the door and came out.

She walked over to her husband, looked at the two strangers, and asked him, "Do we have guests?"

"Mother?"

Clark was in a state of confusion at this time. Looking at his mother who didn't recognize him, he asked in disbelief.

"Don't you recognize me, Mom?"

Martha was stunned when she heard Clark calling her mother.

Then she organized her words and said to Clark: "Maybe you recognized the wrong person, child. I am not your mother. What is your name? Child, maybe Jonathan can take you home."

When Clark heard that his parents didn't recognize him, he was in a mess.

Looking towards the familiar farm, he whispered, "I'm Clark Patrick Kent."

"You really don't recognize me?"

Clark's eyes were red, and he asked his parents uncomfortably: "Dad, don't you remember when you and Godfather took me to the amusement park in the next town for the first time when I was five years old, and I broke the seats in the amusement park?"

Listening to Clark's story, Jonathan shook his head in confusion.

"Clark."

Azu put his hand on Clark's shoulder and shook his head slightly when he turned around, "Let's go back to the farm first."

After the two men left, the couple stared at their backs as they disappeared.

"I feel like I know them."

Martha frowned and said, "Especially the kid named Clark. Maybe I have seen them somewhere before."

Midtown.

police station.

"Barry, Barry, wake up!"

Barry, who had his head buried in his desk, was woken up by someone while still half asleep.

"Forrest?"

Barry raised his head and looked at the colleague who had woken him up.

"I know we've spent eighteen hours straight on Miss Alchemy's murder case, but Director Singer doesn't care about that. Get up and work before he catches you."

Forest urged him to get up and put the documents at hand on his desk.

Barry, who was a little confused, looked at his colleague who was talking nonstop, "Who is Miss Alchemy?"

This was the first time he heard this name.

"Too late!"

The door creaked open and Director Singh walked in. "Next time you fall asleep on the job, you should be more alert."

Director Singh pushed the door open and said to Barry.

Forrest, a bearded, muscular man, spoke for Barry, "Let him rest, Singer, we've all been up all night trying to solve this case."

Singer's eyebrows moved, "We all know who murdered Miss Alchemy, Forester, and what I'm asking of you is to get some clues. Once we find the clues, we can uncover the ultimate truth behind him and find the truth about the incident of the 'greatest superhero' in Midtown - Citizen Cold."

"and many more!"

Hearing the other party mention Captain Cold, Barry immediately sobered up, "You mean Captain Cold, the guy from the Rogue Gang?"

"What is the Rogue Gang?"

Now it was Singer and Forester's turn to be confused.

(End of this chapter)