In what age are you still traveling through the main god space?

July 1991, Privet Drive, London, England, 8pm.

Dumbledore apparated here. He was very tall, and his silver beard and hair were long enough to be tucked into his waistband.

Taking out a silver lighter, he flicked it open, and with a click, the nearest street lamp went out with a pop.

With twelve consecutive clicks, all twelve street lights on the entire road went out.

Wearing a cloak and wearing a pair of buckled high-heeled boots, Dumbledore arrived at No. 4 Privet Drive.

That's the Dursleys' home, and it's also Harry Potter's home!

After the owl sent Harry Potter's admission letter to Hogwarts, Hogwarts received a reply from Harry Potter.

The content of the letter is simple. He refuses to go to Hogwarts and become a wizard.

Everyone else can say no, except Harry Potter.

Could there be a greater irony in the British wizarding world than that the Boy-Who-Lived became a Muggle?

Will they be laughed at for decades?

Originally, Professor McGonagall wanted to come in person, but Dumbledore thought it was better to do it in person. He wanted to see if this Harry was as influenced by that person as he had guessed.

"Dong dong dong..." He knocked on the Dursley's door.

"Who is it?" A voice came soon, followed by the sound of slippers walking.

"You..." The person who opened the door was Mrs. Dursley. She was about to say something when she was frightened by Dumbledore's dress.

It was a similar outfit to her sister.

But now she doesn't need to care about other people's eyes. Although she was surprised, she still said very politely: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm very sorry for visiting so late at night. I'm here to see Harry Potter!" He looked at Mrs. Dursley and said slightly apologetically.

"Welcome! Nothing to apologize for! Looking for Harry? I'm afraid you have to go upstairs to find him yourself!" Mrs. Dursley welcomed Dumbledore into the room.

Dumbledore entered the room, his blue eyes behind his half-moon spectacles looking around the room carefully.

The decoration in the house is very exquisite, and there are handmade Afghan wool carpets under your feet. The furniture and sofas are all high-end goods, and even the tea sets on the table are made of high-quality glazed porcelain. There are patterns of cranes and landscapes on it.

"Please sit down, what would you like to drink?" Mrs. Dursley motioned for Dumbledore to sit down and said, "My husband Vernon is still working overtime!"

"As you wish. Is your husband still working overtime so late?" Dumbledore just said without sitting down.

"He is now the boss of a multinational agricultural machinery company and is very busy every day!" Mrs. Dursley said proudly.

Multinational agricultural machinery company? what is that? Dumbledore muttered in his mind. But he said politely: "Can you take me upstairs to see Harry?"

"Of course! Of course!!" Mrs. Dursley walked in front and said, "This way please!"

The two of them went up the stairs to the second floor and saw several bedroom doors. There was someone talking behind one of the doors.

"Dally! You're dead again!"

"No, no, no, that was an accident..."

"If this continues, you will drag me down and prevent me from breaking the last record."

"Harry~Brother, please give me another life!"

Mrs. Dursley heard the conversation between the two and angrily opened the door to a large room and yelled at her son Dally: "Dally, you are playing games again! Have you finished your homework?"

Fat Dally was having fun when he suddenly heard his mother roaring and said very aggrievedly: "But Harry never does his homework or goes to school!"

"Harry is different from you!" Mrs. Dursley saw her son talking back and originally wanted to beat him, but now there were outsiders. I had to twist his ears and carry him away.

"Harry, someone is looking for you!"

Mrs. Dursley closed the door when she left, leaving only Dumbledore and Harry Potter in the room.

This room is very large. It not only has a large bed, but also has bookcases, wardrobes, refrigerators, TVs and game consoles, and even a balcony!

Dumbledore looked around the room carefully and saw Harry sitting on the small sofa in front of the game console. He was half-lying down and holding the controller and said to him: "Hello, please sit down. What do you want from me?"

He doesn't look like an eleven-year-old boy, but like a mature adult.

"I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. Mr. Potter, we meet again." Albus said, looking at the eleven-year-old boy in front of him who was about 1.6 meters tall.

"Oh~ we've met before? Hogwarts... is the school that uses owls to send letters?" Harry said.

"We did meet many years ago. Owls are a means of communication between wizards, and Hogwarts is a magical school with a long history. It has a history of more than a thousand years." Dumbledore sat down on Harry Potter Beside Te, a cushion turned into a kitten.

The kitten looked like a British short-tailed cat. It "meowed" at Harry and then began to lick its paws.

"This is magic."

"Oh~" Harry Potter just said a faint "Oh" and said: "Not interested."

Dumbledore wanted to say something else, but Harry Potter choked him back with "Oh" and "Not interested."

It shouldn't be. Don't little wizards always groan when they see magic?

How could you not be interested in magic?

How did he know that there was a tiny bit of power from someone in a higher dimension who was fighting endlessly, and suddenly he didn't want to return to his true form, and wanted to wander around in the heavens.

See the world from a different perspective.

This angle means lying flat!

As for struggle, wouldn’t it be good to let others take care of the struggle?

For example, his cheap uncle turned him from an agricultural machinery salesman into a multinational agricultural machinery export boss.

When the world changes dramatically in the second half of this year, he, a cheap uncle, will be able to earn more money than he can spend.

As for letting him pretend to be young and go to school with a group of children?

How can it be? He can't pull this face off!

"However, if the magic in you is not controlled, it is very likely to harm the people around you." Dumbledore thought for a while and said: "Magic needs reasonable guidance, which was also the original intention of Hogwarts. , to help those young people with magical talents master magic."

"Oh~" Harry Potter still said "Oh" and said casually: "It's okay. I can feel the magic. They are lazier than me and don't even bother to move."

"..." Dumbledore felt a little pain in his head. He was obviously an eleven-year-old child, how could he have such a character!

A real old salted fish!

You couldn't have taken a shot of Voldemort's spell and damaged this kid's head, right?