Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Harry, who lived at No. 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, felt for the first time how happy it was to live here.

He even felt that there was no other shortcoming here except Ron and the others.

This was all because of what happened not long ago, a few days after Harry returned to the Dursleys.

In the days after Sirius picked up Aunt Petunia and Dudley, perhaps because Dudley was also a wizard, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, whose long-standing attitudes towards magic were still stuck in the Middle Ages, began to no longer be taboo about talking about magic. .

They no longer targeted Harry, telling him to do this or that, but treated him more like nothing.

They even allowed Harry's spellbook, wand, cauldron, and broomstick to be placed in Harry's bedroom instead of being locked in the stairwell where Harry grew up.

They also allowed Hedwig to go out for a walk and brought back a lot of dead rats.

Harry was puzzled that Aunt Petunia, who had mysophobia, didn't go crazy. This was far more than he could bear because Dudley was a wizard.

This made Harry wonder if Sirius had said or done something.

"Hey, Dudley, my son, come and try to make this dress a little bigger. I think it's shrunk a bit." On an unknown morning, Uncle Vernon mentioned for the first time the most popular thing in his mouth. Nasty stuff - wizards' special abilities.

"We signed an agreement not to use magic at home." Dudley returned helplessly.

Harry suspected that the reason why Uncle Vernon accepted magic so quickly was also related to Dudley's transformation. No matter how much Uncle Vernon deceived himself in the past, he knew in his heart that Dudley was an irregular boy with poor grades and a figure that was even fatter than when he was a child.

But since he became a wizard and came back from Hogwarts, where he told people to teach deceitful tricks, Dudley became polite, knew how to speak politely, and even became much slimmer.

Dudley's sudden maturity made Aunt Petunia cry with joy every day. Those who didn't know it thought she was being bullied, but anyone who knew the Dursleys knew that Aunt Petunia was the most important person in the family. .

However, when Dudley mentioned that he couldn't use magic at home, she said bitterly: "It seems that there is still progress in the magic world."

This made Uncle Vernon almost think that he had said the wrong thing, and Dudley was also at a loss.

"Mom, what do you mean?" Dudley looked at his father who was pretending to be reading a newspaper and pretending to be dead, and asked cautiously.

"When I was a little girl, Lily had already gone to Hogwarts. Whenever she came back from vacation, Lily would often do some tricks at home - such as turning the teacup into a mouse. My parents liked it very much, and she would do it all day long. Lily is long, Lily is short.”

"But that's my favorite teacup! It turned into something dirty! I think it's good now. Children can't use magic at home." Aunt Petunia couldn't help but say this.

Harry was suddenly a little surprised. He saw a kind of jealousy engraved in Aunt Petunia's bones.

Aunt Petunia didn't hate magic. It turned out that she just wanted to have magic. Maybe she would try to write a letter to Dumbledore secretly, Harry couldn't help but think.

Immediately, he saw a sense of regret on Aunt Petunia's pony face, which could not hide her emotions. At this time, she looked at the wand in Dudley's hand - she might want to see it. Your own children will have what you once longed to have.

"Grow big fast!" Dudley pulled out his wand and read to Uncle Vernon's dress. He understood the emotion on his mother's face.

To Harry's surprise Dudley turned out well, not getting too big but just big enough for Uncle Vernon, who was also fat, to fit on.

Harry suddenly remembered that he didn't know Dudley's grades yet. His flying lessons might be the rarest T(Troll) monster in history, but Harry didn't know much about his other subjects.

Maybe Dudley's grades in Charms class were not bad, Harry couldn't help but think after witnessing everything.

"My little baby Dudley, what are you-"

"Oh, you signed the agreement." Aunt Petunia said to Dudley with tears in her eyes, resisting the desire to look at it again.

"But Mum, you want to see it." As soon as Dudley finished speaking, Aunt Petunia hugged Dudley tightly in her arms, and Uncle Dursley also stood up and joined in.

Harry was left standing there awkwardly, wanting nothing more than to pick up the broomstick in the room and leave.

Just when the Dursleys were immersed in the atmosphere of family happiness, suddenly an owl flew in from the dining room window like a whirlwind, dropped a letter on the sofa where Uncle Vernon had just been sitting, and flew away again like a whirlwind. .

"This letter can't be from the Ministry of Magic!" Aunt Petunia stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to pick up the letter.

Uncle Vernon picked it up directly, and he was as agile as a 220-pound fat man. "Don't worry Petunia, no one will target a child as good as Dudley."

Aunt Petunia still looked worried, but before she could speak, he understood the look in Aunt Petunia's eyes, "Even those weirdos - no, even wizards wouldn't hate it enough to target Dudley, Dudley." Li is also a member there.”

"Let me see - hey, boy, pick up your letter and read it to us." Uncle Vernon's expression suddenly relaxed and he thrust the letter heavily into Harry's hand.

Harry opened it and saw that it was addressed to himself.

Dear Harry:

When you receive this letter, you will surely use magic. I am not surprised at all, you are James' son! You are a student of Ravenclaw, and you may know that children of wizarding families will not receive a letter from the Ministry of Magic prohibiting the use of magic at home. But you are an exception. I am your godfather, and I am also a wizard. I have registered with the Ministry of Magic. With the help of gold galleons and your reputation, you will be able to use magic freely in the Dursley family in the future. The Ministry of Magic prohibiting the use of magic will regard your spells as the magic effects of wizard elders - that is, my magic effects.

In addition, I will pick you up at number 4, Privet Drive at 9 am on July 21st to go to my house, where you will spend the rest of the summer vacation.

Love you, Sirius

Harry did not read it out loud, he folded the letter carefully, just as carefully as he folded his Hogwarts acceptance letter.

"This is a letter from Sirius. He said that children from wizarding families can use magic at home, and he is my godfather." Harry saw that Uncle Vernon was about to lose his temper, so he explained briefly.

"Is that kid true, Dudley?" Uncle Vernon subconsciously shrank his neck when he heard Sirius' name, then rolled his eyes and shrewdly confirmed with Dudley.

"There is such a saying."

"What Harry said is true." Dudley nodded repeatedly. He didn't really understand these things, but he believed that Harry would not joke about this.

"Those guys are the same. They look down on children from families like ours." Uncle Vernon muttered a few words, "Dudley, take out your wand, practice more, don't lose to those guys!"