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

Chapter 795: Riven, just wait, I will send you to the battle for the cloak soon!
"What cloak battle?"

Loki came up to him and asked, "Why have I never heard of it?"

"Well, this is a long story. This is a unique story in American comics. I am very interested in sending you to the battle for the cape. You children will definitely fight better than them."

"Ahem, let's get back to the topic. The story originated from Batman being killed by Darkseid. This incident was actually a carefully designed experiment. In order to transform Batman, Darkseid teleported him to the distant past. Well, although I don't like Batman very much, Gotham seems to be unable to survive without him, so Gotham became chaotic."

Gwen said as she put down the camera. "Later, a series of riots caused by Black Mask prompted the Second Young Master to step forward and transform into Batman, punishing criminals with violence. At the same time, the First Young Master, the Third Young Master, and others expressed their opposition to the Second Young Master's behavior, which led to a dispute between the two sides, exacerbating the conflict."

"But this story is pretty bloody, you know? Damian has always been indifferent to his father's death, and he also had sex in a car with a beautiful girl after Batman died."

Hearing Gwen say something inappropriate for children, Peter interrupted her with a cough.

Peter glanced at Baobao, who was busy cooking, and Wei, who was blushing, and said to Gwen, who was still unaware, "Hey, this is a family dinner, Gwen, please pay attention to the content that is not suitable for children."

Gwen poked at the mashed potatoes on her plate with her fork, her eyebrows threatening to fly into her hairline under her pink bangs.

"Okay, I apologize, but you have to understand me, Peter. I can only exist on the page, so I have to do something that the audience likes to watch. It needs to be bigger and more bad."

Gwen blinked her innocent eyes and looked at A-Zu, Star-Lord, Loki and others.

"Honestly," she suddenly tilted her chair back, hooked her heels around Peter's knees, and said to him, "Peter, the family photo you have here will piss off the screenwriters of at least three universes."

Peter nodded, "You too, if you change Deadpool's uniform to Barbie colors, I'm sure that will piss him off to death."

"He's not angry at all. We even made plans together! This guy did everything he could to increase comic sales."

Gwen stood up and walked to Peter unexpectedly.

Gwen hugged Peter, Raven on his left, and Clark on his right, and raised her phone with shining eyes, saying excitedly: "Quick! Pose for a family photo! I want to tweet that I found the illegitimate children of Marvel and DC - adopted by my fellow countrymen!"

Peter looked at this guy's funny attitude and felt helpless about what he could do.

"Click, click." After Clark hugged Peter and Raven and took some funny photos, Gwen put away her phone with satisfaction.

"Very good, but the way I dress now doesn't show off my figure. I have to Photoshop myself a D cup in the future."

Peter glanced at her chest and fell silent.

You're still a D with your small flat body? !
What a liar!
Gwen is more broad-minded than you!

“By the way, I once held a competition.”

Not knowing that Peter was complaining about his "D", Gwen happily said to Tom and the others, "I entered a remote island that was specially organized for a charity event called Dream Fulfillment - to fulfill the wish of a dying child."

Gwen talked about the spoofs she had done to increase comic sales.

"I brought in a lot of Marvel superheroes and had them host a Marvel superhero volleyball tournament."

Tom frowned and asked Gwen, "That kid's dying wish was to watch his favorite superheroes play beach volleyball in the hot sun?"

Rocky nodded next to him. "Then why doesn't he read fan fiction? Fan fiction contains everything, after all."

"Good idea. Now I'm basically paired with myself in Marvel's swimsuit issue. Wait, don't interrupt me!"

Gwen coughed and continued, "We were divided into two teams. One was the 'College Student Team', whose members were Iron Man, Captain America, Captain Marvel, Thor, and Black Panther."

"There's another team - the 'originally created as vase characters but later had better character development' group, the members are She-Hulk, Tigress, Black Widow, Jessica Jones, Astra, and Black Cat."

Gwen gushed, "The reason I invited these people is, first, they are free, and second, they are sexy."

Peter really wanted to ask her if there was a strange character infiltrating the team.

"There is a third team."

Gwen continued, "The third team is 'Young readers love it, but older readers can't understand it'. The members are Ms. Marvel, Nadia Pym, Miles Ramorais, Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur, and Squirrel Girl."

When Wei heard this, she came up to Peter curiously and asked, "Dad, do you know these people she's talking about?"

Peter nodded. "Most of them."

"All in all, the beach volleyball game was a complete success."

Gwen proudly made a satisfied gesture and said to everyone, "But don't be envious. I will invite you to participate in the beach volleyball game in a while, and then the readers will feast their eyes."

Riven shook her head. "I have no interest in participating in any beach volleyball game."

"It's not up to you."

Gwen said to Raven proudly, "You will know when the time comes."

After dinner.

Harry sat on the roof of the barn, feeling a little depressed, looking at the moon in the night sky.

When he was at his aunt's house before, he also liked to sit in front of the window and quietly look at the moon in the sky.

Although he had escaped from his aunt's house, he felt powerless when he thought that he could never go back to Hogwarts and that he was wanted. "What's wrong? Harry, are you still thinking about the Ministry of Magic destroying your wand?"

After a while, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.

Harry heard the sound and looked back in surprise, and found that it was Mr. Peter who had walked onto the roof at some point.

"Mr. Padraic?!"

"You're still awake so late, I guess you must still be thinking about what happened before, right?"

Peter walked up to him, glanced at the huge moon in the sky, and asked him.

"Yes, it is."

"Mr. Padraic, can I still go back to Hogwarts?"

Harry asked him hesitantly.

"Of course, didn't you say there would be another hearing? I'll go with you then. I don't believe they dare to really expel you and destroy your wand."

Hearing Peter's promise, Harry felt a warm current flowing through his heart, and he thanked Peter with a warm heart.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Padraic. You and Sirius Black have always helped me. You are like my relatives."

Harry tells Peter his true feelings.

"You have a lot of family, Harry, and they always care about you."

Peter put his hands on Harry's shoulders, who had grown quite a bit taller.

"Including your aunt."

"she?"

Hearing Peter mention his aunt, Harry sat down somewhat dejectedly.

"I don't know if Aunt Petunia treats me as a relative. I am grateful to her, but I can feel that she seems to hate me, but sometimes she seems to care about me."

Peter sat next to Harry, organized his words, and said to him: "Sometimes, love is complicated."

As he spoke, he released a beam of silver energy, drawing rune letters in the air.

As the runes appeared, a picture projected in the air appeared in front of the two people.

Harry was surprised to find that the picture before him was that of Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.

"What is this, Mr. Padraic?"

Peter explained to him, "The fireplace in your aunt's house used Floo powder, so I can use the rune to connect to the fireplace in your aunt's house and observe what happens there."

Peter said that the rune magic could observe what was happening at his aunt's house.

"This is incredible! Mr. Padraic!"

Harry was shocked at the magical prowess Peter displayed.

He wanted to say something, but after hearing the voice coming from the screen, he quickly looked over.

The aunt and uncle in the picture seem to be arguing.

Uncle Vernon pulled his trousers up, and his whole body seemed to swell, and his big purple face stretched out before Harry's eyes.

"Okay, now it's all solved."

Uncle Vernon took a deep breath, and the front of his shirt stretched tight.

"Harry should have gotten out of this house a long time ago."

"what?"

Aunt Petunia asked him in surprise.

"I said, we won't let him come back!"

Uncle Vernon said loudly, and even Dudley next to him jumped in fright.

"I said tell Harry to leave forever and never come back, and I should have done it years ago! The owls are using this place as a nursing home, the puddings are exploding, half the living room is trashed, Dudley has a tail, Marge is floating on the ceiling, and there's a flying Ford Anglia - get him out! Get out!"

"He's had enough of this! He should have quit long ago! If there are lunatics hunting him, you can't stay here. You can't threaten my wife and son. I can't cause you any trouble. If he's going to follow the same path as his useless parents, I've had enough! I won't keep him here!"

"forever!"

My uncle, with a red face, said loudly:
"I hope he will never defile the threshold of our house again! I really don't understand why we kept him in the first place? Maggie is right, we should have sent him to an orphanage. We were too soft-hearted and ended up bringing bad luck upon ourselves. We thought we could eradicate the evil roots in him and turn him into a normal person, but we didn't expect that he was hopeless from the beginning. I've had enough!"

(End of this chapter)