Hogwarts Homecoming

After putting away his things, when Harry went downstairs to wash up, he found that Professor Blaine, his uncle, and his aunt had entered the living room.

Professor Blaine occupied a seat alone, holding a glass and sipping a glass of honey-yellow wine leisurely.

There were also two wine glasses on the coffee table in front of his uncle and aunt, but judging from the situation, they seemed to have no intention of touching the wine glasses.

At a quick glance, Harry believed he saw Uncle Vernon giving him a look of resentment.

Probably resenting himself for summoning a wizard like Professor Blaine into the house.

Harry smiled inwardly.

If the person who came was not a unique wizard like Professor Brain, and if it wasn't for the fact that Professor Brain's face looked exactly like Uncle Vernon's former boss.

In fact, Professor Brain's father was Uncle Vernon's immediate boss.

But the Dursleys probably didn't find out this.

Click——

Harry closed the bathroom door and disappeared from the sight of the three people in the living room.

"Actually, this conversation was not part of my plan, but since we met on this charming night, I thought it would be a good idea to inform you two of the situation."

Amosta raised a toast to the Dursleys, but he received no response and instead let the couple curl up on the sofa.

"I'm afraid you don't know that Harry's year at Hogwarts has not gone well."

Amosta didn't take it seriously and just said calmly,

"Considering your lack of systematic understanding of the wizarding world, to put it simply, the wizard who once killed Harry's parents and was dubbed the 'most evil in history' by wizards in the wizarding world has been resurrected, and he has been resurrected. Activities in the magical world.”

Resurrection——

This is undoubtedly a ridiculous statement.

Vernon Dursley opened his mouth, but said nothing.

In the living room shrouded in dim light, Paige's expression changed subtly.

"Oh, I suppose you understand what this means, Mrs. Dursley?"

Amosta caught the change in Paige's expression.

Peggy nodded slightly hesitantly and frightened, but when her husband cast a surprised look at her, she shook her head as if frightened.

Amosta rubbed the wine glass with his fingertips, his eyes far and deep.

"Harry has always been a thorn in Voldemort's side—"

"Why?"

Vernon suddenly said,

"That bat or something, why do you hate that kid so much?"

"Oh, well—"

Amosta took a sip of the mead,

"In short, Voldemort never found an opponent during the years when he wreaked havoc on the wizarding world. He went around persecuting wizards who dared to resist him, and Harry's parents died because of this. But when Voldemort was about to kill Harry, he Defeated by Harry, who was still a baby at the time."

"Funny, ridiculous."

Vernon muttered under his breath.

"--So, it is not difficult to understand that after Voldemort is resurrected, he will regard Harry as his number one enemy."

Amosta said slowly,

"So, it is foreseeable that Voldemort will do his best to kill Harry to prove to his followers that he is invincible."

Refill yourself a glass of wine,

"And that's why I decided to keep Harry away from you this summer."

Vernon frowned and struggled to think.

"You mean those criminals might break into my home?"

hiss!

Vernon jumped up from the sofa and glared at Amosta angrily.

"I call you, you will never allow it. You, take that hateful boy, immediately"

"Please take it easy, Mr. Dursley."

Amosta simply raised a hand.

Vernon Dursley thought he was going to pull some trick, and immediately took a few steps back in fright and fell into the sofa. Peggy also stared at Amosta in horror and let out a whimpering cry.

"First of all, there is a powerful magic that will ensure that both you and Harry are safe while he is in this house."

Seeing the silence of the two couples, Amosta decided to end this unpleasant conversation as soon as possible.

"There's another reason why I'm taking Harry away."

Amosta put down his glass,

"The current political situation in the wizarding world is complicated. In order to protect their own rights, some senior officials of the Ministry of Magic seem to want to push Harry to the forefront, in order to divert the wizards from the prison break incident that happened earlier. In fact, it was today. focus on."

Snap!

The sound of the toothbrush cup falling to the floor came from the bathroom.

"At this time, we are not sure exactly what the Ministry of Magic is going to do."

Amosta glanced at the shaking shadow behind the door and spoke faster.

"But the magic protecting this house cannot stop the Ministry of Magic's law enforcement officers, and this is the second reason why I want to take Harry away."

Amosta tried to be concise, but the amount of information in his words still confused the Dursleys' thoughts.

The two of them were pressed against each other, staring blankly at the bathroom.

It seems that they don't understand what is so special about their nephew that can arouse the hatred of so many people.

"That's the way it is--"

Amosta waved his hand, and the wine bottle and glass on the coffee table disappeared together. A smile appeared on his face again, and he bowed slightly toward the Dursleys.

"Thank you both again."

After saying that, he walked out of the living room and stepped onto the stairs, leaving the Dursleys and his wife still in a daze in the living room.

About five minutes later, Harry slowly walked out of the bathroom.

The Dursleys were still sitting on the sofa under the dim light, looking lost.

Perhaps out of pity for being in such trouble, Harry actually felt a sense of sympathy for his uncle and aunt.

They are the kind of people who hate the most bizarre novelties among Muggles, but they adopted a wizard like him by some strange combination of circumstances.

Moreover, the wizard is always in trouble.

In order to have a pleasant summer vacation without having to endure hardships at Privet Drive, Harry felt it was necessary to have a few words with his uncle and aunt.

"It's just one night, I'll leave tomorrow morning."

Harry tried hard not to think about the bad news he had just heard, and spoke in a stiff tone.

"It won't cause you much trouble."

"Listen, kid!"

Uncle Vernon sprang up from the couch again with a cannibalistic expression on his face.

He strode up to Harry, as if he wanted to roar, but he was afraid of disturbing the strange and breathless young man upstairs. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and suppress his voice.

Vernon's breathing sounded like bellows,

"If you still have any conscience and remember that we adopted you, then don't drag us into your troubles.

Tonight is your last night in this house. From now on, don’t take another step into this house! "

"Believe me, if I had the final say, I wouldn't want to step into this house again!"

The trace of sympathy in Harry's heart was suddenly extinguished, and the anger in Harry's heart slowly rose. He glared at Uncle Vernon without showing any signs of weakness.

Uncle Vernon raised his paw-like hand, and Harry believed that Uncle Vernon meant to grab him by the hair or collar.

"Vernon--"

Aunt Peggy hurried from the living room and called in a low voice,

"That man is still upstairs."

Uncle Vernon's plump face twitched hard twice, and he slowly lowered his hand.

"You go to bed-"

Aunt Peggy looked at Harry.

Harry turned and walked up the stairs with a sinister look on his face.

"etc--"

Just when he was about to disappear from the sight of the Dursleys, Aunt Petunia suddenly shouted.

Harry frowned, stopped and turned to look downstairs.

Aunt Peggy had a strange expression. She didn't glare at him angrily like Uncle Vernon, but with some fear and some expressions that Harry couldn't read.

"That wizard Voldemort, can none of you deal with him?"

Harry blinked in surprise, then regained his composure.

"Of course, Professor Brain is one of them, as well as the headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore. I believe they can all defeat Voldemort, but -"

Harry paused, and then said with a calmness that he didn't even understand,

"Sacrifice is certainly inevitable." (End of chapter)