hogwarts blast

Standing on the street of Privet Drive, Harry scratched his hair helplessly.

He had had enough of the Vernon family.

But there was no way. After each semester, he had to return to No. 4 Privet Drive to live with Vernon's family for a while.

This is what Dumbledore asked him to do.

According to Dumbledore, his mother Lily left a very powerful ancient magic on him to protect him on the night Voldemort attacked their family.

This magic has certain limitations. Before Harry reaches adulthood,

He must return to his relatives for a period of time every year in order to keep this magic going.

Although Harry was reluctant to admit it, Aunt Petunia was indeed his only blood relative in the world.

Fortunately, now that he has lived at the Dursley's for enough time, he can finally escape from this place that can barely be called a shelter.

Standing on the street, Harry raised his holly wand.

In less than five seconds, a purple-painted three-decker bus came through the air.

The strong wind brought by the car almost blew Harry backwards for two and a half weeks before he landed on the flat sand like a wild goose.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus..." Conductor Stan Sampac started with the same words, and he hadn't said anything else since Kyle was in first grade.

Harry ignored Sampac's nagging, counted eleven silver coins from his pocket and patted them into his hand.

"Grimmauld Place." After saying that,

Harry ran to the car and found a place to lie down.

Things like running away from home happen once and become familiar again.

…

After a while, the Knight Bus stopped on a piece of messy and barren grass in the center of a small square.

Harry was carrying his large suitcase, with Hedwig's birdcage on top, but the birdcage was empty.

After leaving Vernon's house, Harry immediately set Hedwig free.

The owls raised by wizards are all very smart. Hedwig knows the way to Grimmauld Place by herself. In another ten minutes, she will fly over by herself without Harry having to worry about it.

After walking out of the grass and crossing the road from the sidewalk, Harry came to a dilapidated house.

Not paying attention to the smell of rotting garbage emanating from the bulging garbage bags at the dilapidated gate, Harry stood between the two doors, silently thinking about the location of No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

Soon, a broken door appeared out of thin air between No. 11 and No. 13.

Then the dirty walls and gloomy windows appeared, and it looked like an extra house had suddenly swelled.

Squeeze everything on both sides away.

The house rumbled, but the Muggles in the two nearby houses didn't seem to feel anything.

Climbing up the broken stone steps, Harry walked to an old door. The black paint on the door was peeling off and it was covered with scratches on the left and right. The silver door knocker was in the shape of a coiled snake.

After poking the door with the wand, the door creaked open.

Before Harry could enter the door, he heard a rush of footsteps in the hall, and his godfather, Sirius Black, walked out of a door at the other end of the hall.

"Harry!" The voice of his old father, Sirius, revealed a deep surprise, and he quickly walked forward and took the big suitcase from Harry's hand.

After throwing the suitcase to Kreacher, the house elf at home, Sirius looked at Harry carefully and said, "It seems that you are not doing well at Vernon's house. You look thinner than when you were at Hogwarts."

Some."

Harry sighed helplessly. Vernon and his family didn't want to see him. It would be good if they could give him food. Wanting to be as rich as Hogwarts was out of the question.

The father and son had not seen each other for quite some time, and when they finally reunited, they had endless things to talk about.

It was only when it got dark that Harry remembered,

He originally planned to write letters to his friends after arriving at Blake's old house.

Invited them to visit Blake's old house.

After having dinner,

Harry immediately climbed up the stairs and returned to his room in the Black Mansion.

Sitting in front of the desk, Harry bit his pen in confusion. How should he express himself in the letter to Zhang Qiu so that it would be more tactful and allow Zhang Qiu to see his feelings?

Well, friends are all fake. In fact, Harry just wanted to invite Zhang Qiu to visit the Black Mansion alone.

It would be better if something could happen between the two, for example, a spark of love.

However, his relationship with Zhang Qiu is not very close. If he only invited Zhang Qiu, his goal would be too obvious.

After pondering for a long time, Harry's impatient literary talent could not allow him to write the letter, so he could only stumble and write a paragraph that even Harry himself felt embarrassed after reading it.

What was written on the parchment was almost this level of earthy love words——

"Bao, I went for an infusion today. What kind of infusion was given? I miss you all night."

In the end, Harry bravely put the piece of parchment into an envelope and asked Hedwig to send it to Zhang Qiu.

I don’t know how Zhang Qiu will react after seeing this. Maybe in the future, her kitchen will not have to worry about running out of cooking oil.

After writing the letter to Zhang Qiu, Harry turned to writing to his other friends. The content of the letter this time was much more normal, but Harry had trouble deciding who to invite.

Kyle, who is kind to Sirius, must be invited, followed closely by Harry's good friend Ron.

If Kyle is invited, Hermione can also be invited.

Just...should we invite Draco?

Although Gryffindor and Slytherin are bitter enemies, this does not affect the relationship between Harry and Draco. He and Draco get along quite harmoniously and happily.

It's just that every time Ron and Draco bump into each other, they always fight each other, which often makes Harry become a man.

Putting aside Draco and Ron's quarrelsome relationship, Draco's status as a Slytherin student also made it difficult for Harry.

His godfather was a typical Gryffindor. Harry also heard part of the love-hate relationship between the four Marauders and Snape from Kyle.

So Harry was very worried, what would Sirius think of Draco, who was born in Slytherin?

If Draco was invited to be a guest, would his godfather not look good on Draco?

In that case, both he and Draco would be embarrassed.

But if Draco is not invited, will Draco think that he is deliberately alienating him?

Harry may lose Draco as a friend by then.

Harry is not a social butterfly like the twin brothers who have friends in the three major colleges. Every friend is precious to him.

It's not an invitation, it's not an invitation either. The more Harry thought about it, the more confused he became, and he once again fell into a situation where he was a man.

Forget it, just die.

Harry finally bit the bullet and sent a letter to Draco, inviting him to be a guest at the Black Mansion.

When Hedwig, the tool bird running back and forth, took the last letter away, Harry collapsed on the chair and let out a long breath.

Writing several invitation letters is more tiring than finishing a Ace Combat with Hufflepuff.