Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"At this time... maybe we should have something to drink."

Dumbledore looked at Harry next to him, and then at the three frightened people opposite him. With a flick of his wand, a wine flask and five wine glasses appeared on the coffee table.

The wine flask automatically filled the glasses to seventy percent full, and then floated towards everyone in the living room.

"Ms. Rosmerta's best mead, it tastes very good. You can try it." Dumbledore took the lead and took a sip from the cup in front of him, with an intoxicated look on his face. The Dursleys were in a panic.

They were hiding behind, but the cup obviously wouldn't let them go, and even knocked it into their hands.

This scene made Harry laugh uncontrollably. The thought of laughing out loud felt a little bad, so he could only hold up the cup to cover up. It had absolutely nothing to do with his desire to drink the mead.

"Okay, now we can talk." Dumbledore put down the cup and the flask filled it automatically. He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked directly at the Dursley family huddled together.

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"You...what do you want to talk about?" Vernon mustered up his courage, but his voice was still trembling.

"You should also realize that Harry will be an adult next year..."

"No!"

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Aunt Petunia said: "He is not an adult yet! He is one year younger than Dudley, and Dudley will not become an adult until the year after tomorrow!"

"In fact, in the wizarding world, one becomes an adult after turning seventeen." Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "It's different from yours."

"This is really ridiculous." Uncle Vernon also shook his head, but his hand was firmly holding Aunt Petunia beside her. Her current state was something Harry had never seen before, and it was very wrong. Only Dudley was still a

His face was blank, and he still dodged the cup that jumped into his hand.

Dumbledore glanced at Aunt Petunia thoughtfully, and then said: "You should also know that now, the wizard named Voldemort has returned to this country, and the wizarding world is in a state of open war."

"Ever since he came back, he has tried to kill Harry many times."

"It can be said that Harry's situation is more dangerous now than when I put him on the steps of your house more than ten years ago."

"At that time, I left you a letter, hoping that you could take care of him as your own child and raise him to grow up."

"But...you obviously didn't do this."

Dumbledore looked at the Dursleys calmly, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"You never regarded Harry as your own son, you often ignored him and abused him."

The Dursleys moved closer together, and Uncle Vernon wanted to refute, but the words did not come out. Instead, Aunt Petunia said: "But he has grown so big under our protection, you can't..."

"I'm not denying this." Dumbledore raised his hand and interrupted Aunt Petunia, "Fifteen years ago, when I sent Harry here, I cast a spell.

When he becomes a family here, he will receive the greatest protection. The evil from the wizarding world, especially Voldemort, who has returned now, cannot really kill him."

"Coupled with the magic that Harry's mother Lily cast on him before she died, it is enough to ensure his safety."

"However, due to some reasons, Lily's magic failed and Voldemort was able to touch Harry. This means that the magic I applied is the only guarantee for Harry until he reaches adulthood."

"In other words, when Harry turns seventeen and becomes a man, this last guarantee will disappear."

"And my only request for you is: before Harry's seventeenth birthday, you must allow him to come back here again and ensure that the protective power I exert continues until that time."

After saying that, Dumbledore kept staring at the expressions of the Dursleys, waiting for their feedback. However, none of the Dursleys said a word. Dudley frowned, still struggling with the cup. Vernon

Uncle Vernon frowned, his expression unnatural. Aunt Petunia opened her mouth as if to say something, but Uncle Vernon pulled her back and closed it again.

"Okay..." Dumbledore understood and waved his wand to put away the flask and cups, which made Dudley breathe a sigh of relief.

"We should go, Harry, where is your luggage?"

"It's still upstairs, I've already packed it up."

Dumbledore nodded, and with a wave of his wand, Harry's luggage floated down the stairs. He adjusted his cloak, waved to the Dursleys, and said, "Goodbye, then."

, and quickly left the living room.

"Goodbye." Harry also waved, said goodbye to the Dursleys in a hurry, and quickly chased after Dumbledore.

They walked out of the room, surrounded by Harry's pile of luggage, and Hedwig's cage on top, which flapped her wings at them.

"When we have to do something later and it's not convenient to take them with us, I'll send them to the Burrow." Dumbledore looked at Hedwig, who was still fluttering, and took out his wand, "But you can bring yours with you.

Invisibility cloak, we might use it..."

Hearing this, Harry struggled to find the Invisibility Cloak from the suitcase and stuffed it into his pocket. Seeing this, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the messy suitcase and Hedwig disappeared immediately.

"Okay, this time we can really set off." Dumbledore said, walking forward first, followed by Harry. But before he went far, Dumbledore stopped, which made Harry

Lee almost hit him.

"What's the matter, Professor?" Harry asked.

"Get your wand ready, Harry." Dumbledore said.

"Wand? But I can't use magic outside of school, Professor." Even so, Harry still took out his wand with a confused look on his face.

"I allow you to use any magic and spells you can think of if we encounter an attack. You also know what the current situation is like." Dumbledore said and shrugged, "However, I think you will

I probably won’t need it anymore, just in case.”

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Because you are with me, Harry, I will protect you." Dumbledore said, his tone was very calm, "But we also need to avoid certain things that are extremely low probability but may happen..."

He turned his head, looked into Harry's ignorant eyes, and said softly: "For example, it would be very bad if we met Voldemort and your former classmates."

"So, before we go to our final destination tonight, we need to pick up one more person."

"who?"

"Miss Granger."