RNP Chapter 1069 Home!
Chapter 1069 Home!
Chapter 1069 Home!
4 Privet Drive,
Room on the second floor.
Harry sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating the ultimate secret of the universe and magic.
Commonly known as - in a daze.
Hedwig the owl, standing on the window, stared at Kazilan's big eyes and made a cooing sound.
It means hungry.
At Hogwarts, the cat named Bobo Tea liked to harass the owls in the birdhouse.
It also took Mrs. Norris and a brood of children to pluck the owl's feathers to make a nest for itself.
The Hogwarts family of bullies... lives up to its name.
But after getting to know it for a long time, Hedwig has the same taste and some bad habits.
such as……
I haven't eaten for 5 minutes, I'm starving to death!
But Harry didn't have the slightest vision, and not only didn't move, but continued to wander.
Hedwig cooed for a while, feeling a little anxious.
Standing at the window that day, I saw humans on TV and said:
Being in a daze is a symptom of epilepsy.
The shit shoveler shouldn't have epilepsy, right?
Hedwig flapped her wings and circled around the room.
When it flew over Harry's head, the fat buttocks flicked slightly, the tail flicked, and a pool of freshly baked "golden kela" was thrown off.
Snapped!
It fell right into Harry's tousled hair.
Harry shuddered, being jolted awake.
He touched his head... ah! ! !
Harry hurried to wash his hair, and when he returned to the room, Hedwig had already fled the crime scene.
(Hedwig: Hidden merit and fame!)
Harry glanced at the clock on the wall. He thought he had been sitting for an hour, but it was only ten minutes.
Harry couldn't help sighing, and sat down on the edge of the bed again.
Boiling time is also a kind of technical work.
Ron could fall into a daze anytime, anywhere, and then be distracted for an hour without interruption.
This is a magical skill. When you are in class, or even on the job, you can catch fish perfectly.
It's a pity that Harry has only scratched the surface, and hasn't gotten started yet, let alone the essence of Ron.
But at this moment, he especially needs to "distract his mind" so as to pass the time and let the night come quickly.
Because... At that time, he will be able to leave the house.
Not literally leave, but leave forever and never come back!
In other words, tonight, 4 Privet Drive, the place where he lived for 16 years, is no longer his home.
Harry couldn't wait.
He had heard William describe it before, the Muggle theory of relativity:
A man and a beautiful woman sit face to face for an hour, and it seems that only 1 minute has passed;
But if you let him sit on the stove for 1 minute, then he will feel as if more than an hour has passed.
Harry wished that Ginny or Cho would be next to him now, lying on... ahem, sitting on the edge of the bed.
He definitely didn't do anything, just looked at the two of them quietly, so that time would pass faster.
Having nothing to do, Harry walked out of the room and headed downstairs.
When he came to the living room, he saw his uncle's family packing up, as if preparing to move.
They are indeed moving, and they are leaving at the same time tonight.
After catching a glimpse of Harry, Uncle Vernon puffed out his fat belly. He hesitated for a moment, but still insisted on asking:
"Boy, do we...have to leave?"
"Yes!" Harry explained calmly:
"I've said it many times, as soon as I turn 17 the spell that keeps me safe will be lifted and you and me will be exposed.
Professor Dumbledore believes that Voldemort will target you, or torture you, torture me about my whereabouts, or think that I will rush to rescue you if you are held hostage. "
"You must hide. The Phoenix Society will help you and provide you with the best and strictest protection."
Uncle Vernon said nothing, but paced up and down.
He was reluctant to leave here, and he was reluctant to move out of the house where he had lived for more than ten years.
Vernon was panting heavily, his thick black mustache fluctuated accordingly, and his big face turned purple.
"Well, we accept that protection. But why can't the Starks protect us?
We can live in his house. "
Vernon had met William in the news reports and knew he knew the queen.
Compared to other wizards, he must want this boy to protect him more.
Harry tried not to roll his eyes, he said impatiently:
"As I said, William is busy. The papers have been reporting lately that he's at war.
There are so many things he has to be responsible for, how can he have time to protect you. "
"But our safety is also very important!" Vernon muttered.
"Hey, since you are so important, why don't you call and ask the Muggle Prime Minister to protect you?" Harry became annoyed.
He was also taken aback.I don't know when, I also became "silis angry".
Uncle Vernon was so stunned that he couldn't get off the stage, his face flushed red.
"Father," Dudley said suddenly, "I want to go with the Order of the Phoenix."
Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at his big cousin in surprise.
Since being attacked by dementors the year before last, Dudley seems to have become a little different.
But it doesn't matter...
He and his aunt, uncle, and cousin will be separated tonight—never see each other again.
However, Harry suddenly discovered that this was clearly something he had been thinking about for more than ten years...
Now it's finally coming true, but I'm not happy at all, instead I feel a little empty.
At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.
Harry walked over and opened the door, and an excited voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Harry Potter!"
A small man in a lavender top hat bowed to him: "It's an honor to meet you!"
"Thanks, Dedalus." Harry said awkwardly. "Come in quickly."
It was Heska and Dedalus who came. According to the assigned task, they will send the aunt's family to a safe place.
And Harry's departure was escorted by Mad-Eye.
Dedalus strode into the living room and said quickly:
"We'll take your aunt's family to Apparate to safety."
"And you, Harry," Hestia went on, "Mad-Eye will come to pick you up in a moment and take you directly to Apparate.
But if he didn't show up by the appointed time, something might have happened.
Don't wait for him, this Portkey will take you to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, do you know how to use it? "
Harry nodded and took a battered soda can.
Dedalus turned to the Dursleys again, "Well, is everything packed? Are we ready to go?"
Uncle Vernon said loudly, "That's farewell, boy."
He stretched his right arm forward to shake Harry's hand, but seemed unable to face it at the last moment, and closed his hand into a fist, swinging back and forth like a metronome.
Dudley stood there with his mouth slightly open, trying to find words but didn't know what to say.
After a moment of struggle, Dudley murmured:
"Thank you, Harry, for saving my life."
"You can't say that," Harry shook his head. "At that time, it was your soul that the dementors wanted to take..."
"but……"
Dudley's ability to express his feelings seemed to have been exhausted. After a thousand words, he finally asked simply:
"Shall we meet again, Harry?"
Harry wanted to say "Never again", but when the words came out of his mouth, it became——
"Of course!"
Dudley held out his fat, pink hand.
Harry shook Dudley's hand, and the two hugged each other again. "Take care, Brother D."
Dudley wiped away tears, then staggered out of the living room.
Aunt Petunia was the last to leave. Before she left, she stopped, turned her head, and looked at Harry.
For a moment, Harry had a strange feeling that Aunt Petunia wanted to say something to him.
But she hesitated, didn't say anything, just took something out of her pocket and stuffed it into Harry's arms.
After doing all this, Petunia jerked her head and rushed out the door, chasing her husband.
Harry looked down, then froze.
It was an old photo.
In other words, two photos were joined together with glue.
One is Dudley with Petunia and Vernon holding the baby, with Granny and Grandpa standing behind him.
In another photo, Lily and James hold a young Harry in their arms.
The two families have never had a photo together, or even had a chance to get together.
Not before, not now, and not in the future.
But still in this crappy way, they are spliced together, as if taking a family portrait together.
Harry looked at the photo, his eyes resting on the young uncle and aunt.
Vernon must have hugged him back then, maybe pissed all over him himself during a diaper change.
Petunia must have hugged him too, and even taught him to call him "Auntie."
But he babbled and called "Mom".
And Dudley, who probably fought each other when they were babies.
Harry squeezed the picture tightly, his lips quivering, and his eyes closed.
Although Dumbledore and William didn't say anything, he had a hunch that he had to face Voldemort directly.
summer is here,
Harry didn't know if he could still see autumn, if he could go back to Hogwarts and pass the seventh grade, if he could confess his love to Ginny, and talk about a sweet love without any distractions.
After all, he doesn't even have his only home now.
Harry was in tears.
……
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(End of this chapter)