HP Approaches the Magical World

There was little wind on Sunday morning.

Vernon Dursley looked very listless in the morning. Even through the telescope, he could clearly see the dark circles on his face. It was conceivable how bad his mood was now.

"Today is Sunday, and there is no postman. I guess Mr. Dursley may be able to relax for a while."

Joanne stood behind the binoculars, watching the tired Mr. Dursley sit on the chair to have breakfast, she pouted immediately.

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

"That's not resistance from her."

Jon, who knew the reason, explained with a chuckle: "Mrs. Dursley also secretly used Lily's owl to write a letter to Dumbledore. She actually wanted to be a witch more than Lily. Unfortunately, fate Always so teasing, she's just unbalanced, but not a bad person."

"There is no natural bad person. The so-called bad person is actually a person shaped by the acquired environment."

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

"Perhaps, it's not just human beings. Aren't all beings in this world who follow the rules inherently kind? Since they don't know anything when they're born, there's nothing wrong with just maintaining their biological instincts. .”

Joanne gently tapped her finger on the telescope: "Philosophically, any conscious life will have a certain impact on the world. If life is good, the world will become better. If the world is bad , then the world will go to destruction, since creatures have existed in this world for so many years, and the world still exists, then at least half of the people can be proved to be good."

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

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

Accidents always come suddenly, and Joanne just saw Mr. Dursley accidentally smear jam on the newspaper through the binoculars, and then saw something whizzing down the kitchen chimney, 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 Hogwarts notices could stop. As long as Harry didn't open the envelope for a day, these letters would keep on being mailed, and there would be more and more of them."

"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 still a few wizards left around? Before they evacuate, they must make more use of it, but there are still wizards left here." several?"

"Two, when I went there in the morning, there were only wizards in the two houses farther away, and I heard from Mrs. Figg that the wizards here will evacuate after that, and she is the only one left here to stare. Yes. Besides, Mrs. Figg should have seen about your coming, and I guess Dumbledore should know the news of your presence here by now."

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

Jon remained calm, and began to frantically search for who Mrs. Figg was in his mind, and then he remembered that it was the old Squib lady that Dumbledore put here to take care of Harry Potter secretly. She raised several cat that.

Anyway, Dumbledore will know about this sooner or later. He didn't intend to hide it here. As long as Dumbledore asks, someone will definitely tell him about himself. Now that he knows it, he probably didn't Seriously.

"Professor Dumbledore probably just thought I was bored on a whim,

As long as nothing happens to Harry Potter, Dumbledore doesn't care where I am or what I do. "

"All right."

Joanne watched as Mr. Dursley hugged Harry by the waist in the opposite house and threw him out of the kitchen. The family fled into the corridor with their heads in their arms, and appeared in the living room after a while.

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

"Then why did you ask me to pack my things?"

"The Dursleys will definitely want to change places. Of course we will follow. My things have already been packed. You just need to bring two pieces of clothes. It won't take too long on the road."

Jon looked at the Dursley's house, which was starting to jump around in his field of vision. Mr. Dursley had pulled all the beard off his face, and he looked neither human nor ghost.

Joanne had already gone upstairs to pack her things at that time. The phone call Jon had made to Anthony a few days ago finally worked. The reserved car and boat were already in place, and I heard that a new attendant was also included. , I heard that he is new to the company.

Aren't the new recruits all from American companies? Where can someone use it for themselves?

Jon suddenly remembered that he hadn't contacted Anthony for nearly two months. Mr. Smith was on vacation, so he had time to help Jon with work. After all, he didn't have any work to deal with, and the professional manager Jon hired Eat plain rice.

The newcomers in the company look very young, they should be young people who have just come out of a certain university campus, and they are of Asian descent.

"May I have your name?"

"Master, Mr. Smith said to let me be your housekeeper, just call me Lan Ke."

"housekeeper?"

Jon handed over the backpack in his hand, and then carried the small bag in Joanne's hand into the car. I don't know what Joanne can hold in such a big bag?

"I don't know what my dad said to you when he sent you here, but don't call me master, I don't like this name, you can call me boss, Anthony, they all call me that, and..." Jon He turned his head and glanced at Joanne with a smile on his face: "Sister, please, can you stop looking at me like money? Is there a flower on my face?"

"No, my sister suddenly thinks that you are mature and stable, and you are very attractive."

Jon turned his head away and got into the car.

"Boss, where are we going? Shall we go directly to the pier?" Lan Ke seemed to be reporting to work: "We have found the place you mentioned earlier. The boss who rented the boat said that we can go there anytime in a few days."

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

Jon glanced at Joanne, who gave him a "ready" look back.

He pinched his watch, and watched a car drive away from the Dursleys' house.

"Okay, follow that car."