Captain Gu Gu

Ever since the night Eric secretly installed a few little gadgets, the Wayne household had enjoyed an entire week of peace.

The Daily Prophet's headlines these days had unexpectedly shifted to the Boy Who Lived, who was about to start school.

"Harry Potter..."

Every day, Eric would mutter that name several times in a hoarse voice.

"Dad, isn't that a good thing—"

Vincent had recently been worrying about his old father's receding hairline. "Maybe that reporter got scared."

"It'd better be."

Eric's slight dissatisfaction was undoubtedly because he envied and resented his future classmate.

So what if he drank a bottle of Gamp Wine?

With that little bit of attention, could he really overshadow the savior who had told off that bald socket-headed guy?

Ever since practically blowing up the entire third floor, the easygoing Vincent had become detached, as though he had seen through the vanity of the world.

So what if his limited collector's edition Famicom was gone?

There was nothing to regret about the IBM 5100, which even time travelers were said to covet.

There would always be another chance to get reprints of signed albums from the world's top stars.

He definitely wasn't sad about any of it!

But according to Gu Gu, the only one who knew the truth, this seemingly carefree young man had knelt before a pile of fragments last night, speechless and choking back tears.

Ah, Merlin! The price of learning magic was far too high~

If the Repairing Charm did not exist, Vincent would surely have gone mad from despair.

A few days after learning that spell, he had quickly reached the point of deliberately breaking things to practice it.

Under the classic reenactment of Vincent's theorem, the Wayne household's appliances and furniture were basically always in a state of being