Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 447, 10 Rose Road

Harry still said nothing until Sirius knocked on the door of 4 Privet Drive.

Because he made a very outrageous decision - let his mother speak for him.

This is not just Harry's fantasy.

In fact, in the dream after the year-end dinner, Harry met Ryan again.

This meeting was very brief, not at all like the past, using the pure white space as a transit station to go on adventures in various magnificent worlds.

Although Harry suspected that Ryan did this in order to edit it into something like a TV series for entertainment.

But Harry knew clearly that this little effort was much more than Ryan gave him.

In short, this time, Ryan just said a few words to wake him up.

What's more outrageous is that when he woke up, it was dawn.

You know, only ten minutes passed in the dream.

Harry shook his head, put his things into the bag given by Malfoy's father, and continued to recall the past.

Ryan's words probably meant that since Penelope and Kate would be in the seventh grade next semester, he didn't have time to play any development games with Harry.

So, Ryan would install some things for him, so don't be surprised when the time comes.

Just now, when he realized the deep meaning behind Aunt Petunia's harsh words, a virtual interface that only he was about to see appeared on his retina.

The style of the painting was very similar to the role-playing computer games he had seen Dudley play before.

Following one boring task after another, experiencing the story written by the creator.

Just now, the interface in front of Harry showed a row of tasks with exclamation marks.

The last one was - Resurrect Lily Evans!

Click it to see that there is a detailed explanation of the task - you need to complete the pre-task and get the Resurrection Stone.

Click it again, and a bunch of detailed text appears.

It details the history and function of the Resurrection Stone.

And to resurrect her mother, what else is needed as light to illuminate her way back to reality from the afterlife - that is the magic of love left by his mother in him.

But this also means that his father, who was supposed to be resurrected with his mother, is out of the question.

"Harry, have you prepared everything?"

"Lupin and Tonks are still waiting for us at home!" Downstairs, Sirius' voice interrupted Harry's memories and thoughts.

Harry picked up the bag with a firm look.

The first task on the retina - in the middle of the night, constantly destroy the mirror and then repair it.

Harry didn't know what was hidden behind this task that seemed to make him confused.

But resurrection, a magic that touches the power of God, may have to go through these confusing tasks to involve those areas that ordinary wizards and even Dumbledore can't touch.

Harry, who was keenly aware that this task might be related to the recent abnormality in the mirror, suddenly thought.

That's right.

Otherwise, why has no wizard in the history of magic been recorded, and there are even rumors that he has achieved a true resurrection.

Breaking Voldemort's magic to protect the Resurrection Stone may be the easiest step.

Harry took a deep breath and looked back at Number 4 Privet Drive, which seemed to be burning under the scorching sun.

Next time, he would not be alone when he came back here.

Harry put on his backpack, picked up Hedwig's cage and walked towards Sirius.

Sirius was sitting in a green car without a roof, waving at Harry.

Harry didn't recognize this car, but from the change in Uncle Vernon's expression after he opened the door before, he knew that the car must be very expensive.

Harry almost thought that Uncle Vernon was actually a Squib, a Squib who didn't know his identity, and a Squib who awakened the magic of Metamorphmagus (a magic that can change its own form, and a magic that can change its appearance, hair color and other physical features at will).

Otherwise, how could that expression be so surprised, it was like a different face.

"You want to ask me why I drove to pick you up?" Sirius held the steering wheel with one hand, looking at Harry, revealing a lazy temperament.

Even Ms. Winter, who lives at 11 Privet Drive and is very picky about men's appearance, couldn't help but wink at Sirius passing by.

"Yeah." Harry nodded. Pretending that he was really here because of the car.

"It's called a sports car." Sirius grinned, "The idiot Dursley's eyes are almost on this sports car!

My consulting fee was not in vain, this car called Aston Martin really made Dursley drop his jaw.

When you accompanied Lily to see them before, they thought you were a poor country boy.

James, you are just too confident. Just consult a Muggle consultant like me and spend a little money to buy a sports car."

Sirius chattered and fell into his own memories again.

He seemed to regard Harry as Harry's father.

The car was driving faster and faster. Even in this weather, the heat on Harry's body was taken away by the wind blowing across his face.

Whenever the car was about to hit a trash can or the rear of another car, the obstacle in front of them would suddenly jump away automatically.

Unknowingly, they had come to another unfamiliar street.

Harry relied on his extraordinary vision to see a few big words on the road sign that was passing by: Rose Road, Little Whinging, Surrey.

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"Rosaceae Drive? It seems that it is far away from Privet Drive." Harry complained.

Privet means privet plants. According to the naming rules of the streets, the rose plants represented by Rosaceae belong to the later batch.

Just as Harry was thinking about why he was taken to such a remote street, the speed of the car slowed down.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now." Sirius scratched his hair without noticing that he had just spoken, drove the car, and drove to a fork at the end of the street.

As the car went in, a white mist appeared around Harry and them.

A dark iron gate suddenly emerged from the mist, and slowly opened with a sound that made people's teeth ache.

"Welcome to my new place - 10 Rose Road, Little Whinging, Surrey." Sirius stopped the car beside a flower bed with a fountain and turned his head to Harry.

"Place?" Harry was a little unbelievable.

Because what appeared in his eyes was a luxurious mansion as big as two football fields.

The flower beds outside and the roads in the trees were all paved with polished marble.

Fountains with various magical creatures carved in them continuously sprayed water droplets around, forming rainbows.

Beautiful butterflies with wings like jasper danced among the flower beds and trees.

And the mansion surrounded by these beautiful scenery is naturally not simple.

The whole mansion uses a decoration method that is absolutely not available to Muggle craftsmen.

It seems to be carved from a huge crystal pebble, without any trace of bricks and stones, as if it were one piece.

In the summer sun, it shines with beautiful but soft light.

This?

Place?

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