HP Approaches the Magic World

There was no sound on Sunday morning.

Vernon Dursley looked very lethargic in the morning. Even through the telescope, the dark circles on his face could be clearly seen. One can imagine how bad his mood was now.

"Today is Sunday and there is no postman. I think Mr. Dursley may be able to relax and have a rest."

Joanne stood behind the telescope, watching the tired Mr. Dursley sit on the chair to have breakfast, and immediately curled her lips.

"Speaking of which, I feel a little strange. Mrs. Dursley is originally a family member of a wizard, so why is she so resistant to the wizarding world?"

"How can she be resisting?"

Jon, who knew the reason, chuckled and explained: "Mrs. Dursley once secretly used Lily's owl to write a letter to Dumbledore. She actually wanted to become a witch more than Lily. Unfortunately, fate

She always likes to tease people so much. She is just mentally unbalanced, but she is not a bad person."

"There is no such thing as a born bad person. The so-called bad people are actually people who are shaped by the environment."

"So? Do you think people in the world are inherently kind?"

"Perhaps, not just humans, but the beings in this world who follow the rules and live by the rules, aren't they all born kind? Since you don't know anything when you are born, then you just keep the instinct of the creature, and there is nothing wrong with it.

.”

Joanne's fingers on the telescope gently clicked: "Philosophically, any conscious life form will have a certain impact on the world. If life is good, then the world will become better. If the world is bad,

, then the world will go to destruction. Since living beings have existed in this world for so many years and the world still exists, it can at least prove that half of the people are good."

"What you said... makes sense, but who can explain this kind of thing clearly? But... just be happy."

The two ended their short conversation and began to observe the breakfast opposite.

Accidents always happen suddenly. Joanne just saw through the telescope that Mr. Dursley accidentally spread jam on the newspaper, and then she saw something falling from the kitchen chimney and hitting Dursley hard.

On the back of Li's head.

Then thirty or forty letters shot out of the fireplace like bullets.

"I knew how the notices from Hogwarts could stop. As long as Harry doesn't open the envelope for a day, these letters will continue to be sent, and there will be more and more letters."

"But where did these letters come from? I didn't see an owl either."

"Summoning." There was no surprise on Jon's face: "Aren't there a few wizards left around? They must use it more before they evacuate, but there are still some wizards left here.

several?"

"Two. When I went there in the morning, only the two houses farther away still had wizards. And I heard from Mrs. Figg that the wizards here would evacuate later, leaving her alone to stare at them.

Also, Mrs. Figg must have seen you coming here, and I guess Dumbledore should know the news about you being here by now."

"Oh, just know it if you know it."

Jon remained calm, and began to search frantically in his mind for who Mrs. Figg was. Then after thinking for a while, he remembered that it was the old squib lady that Dumbledore had placed here to secretly take care of Harry Potter. She had raised several of them.

The cat one.

Anyway, Dumbledore will know about the matter here sooner or later. He had no intention of hiding it here. As long as Dumbledore asks, someone will definitely tell him about his matter. Now that he knows it, he probably didn’t.

Take it seriously.

"Professor Dumbledore probably just thought that I had a sudden whim and was bored. As long as nothing happens to Harry Potter, Dumbledore won't care where I am or what I am doing."

"All right."

Joanne looked at the house opposite where Mr. Dursley held Harry by the waist and threw him out of the kitchen. The family fled into the corridor with their heads in their hands, and soon appeared in the living room.

The pen in her hand quickly drew out two long paragraphs in English, and asked at the same time:

"Then why do you want me to pack my things?"

"The Dursleys will definitely want to change places. Of course we will follow. My things have been packed. You can just bring two pieces of clothing. You won't be delayed for too long on the way."

Jon looked at the Dursleys who were starting to panic in his field of vision. Mr. Dursley had already pulled the beard off his face, and he looked like he was neither a human nor a ghost.

Joanne had already gone upstairs to pack her things. Jon's call to Anthony a few days ago finally worked. The reserved car and boat were already in place. I heard that a new person was also included.

, I heard that he is new to the company.

Aren’t all the new people coming from companies in the Americas? Where can we use them for ourselves?

Jon suddenly remembered that he had not contacted Anthony for nearly two months. Mr. Smith was on vacation and had full time to help Jon with his work. After all, there was no work to handle, and the professional manager Jon hired was not

Those who eat free rice.

The newcomers to the company look very young, probably young people who have just graduated from a university campus, and they are Asian.

"May I have your name?"

"Master, Mr. Smith asked me to be your butler. Just call me Rank."

"housekeeper?"

Jon handed over the backpack in his hand, and then carried the small bag in Joanne's hand into the car. He didn't know what Joanne's larger bag could hold.

"I don't know what my dad said to you when he sent you here, but don't call me young master. I don't like this title. You can call me boss. Anthony and the others all call me that, and..." Jon

He turned to look at Joanne who was smiling: "Sister, please, could you stop looking at me like you're looking at money? Is there a flower on my face?"

"No, my sister suddenly feels that you are mature, steady and particularly attractive."

Jon turned away and got into the car.

"Boss, where are we going? Directly to the dock?" Rank seemed to be reporting on work: "We have found the place you mentioned before. The boss of the boat rental said that we can go there at any time in the next few days."

"Don't worry, we still have things to do."

Jon glanced at Joanne, who gave him an "all ready" look in return.

He pinched his watch and watched a car drive out of the Dursley's house.

"Okay, follow that car."