Everyone below huddled at the top of the staircase, looking up at them intently, mostly Harry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A few of them stretched their necks so that they could see him more clearly.

"Oh, he looks the same as I thought. Tonks said, raising his glowing wand in the air.

"Well, he looks exactly like Jaime. Kingsley agreed.

"Except for those eyes!" said the snorting wizard of Heska, "yes, Lily's eyes.

A few people were gossiping, and they all knew Harry's parents.

Many of them were friends of Jaime and Lily, and now that they saw Harry, they naturally felt very kind.

Harry was still a little confused, he couldn't believe it was all true.

There was no news for four weeks, and there was not a single sign of him being transferred from the privet road.

But all of a sudden, a whole bunch of wizards stood in the house in all seriousness, as if it had been arranged a long time ago.

He glanced at Evan beside him, and then turned his head to look at the people in the foyer below, who were staring at him with blank eyes.

Harry suddenly remembered that he hadn't brushed his hair in four days, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"I, uh, what a coincidence that you've come here, the Dursleys are just in time to go out. He said with a stumbling voice.

"Alright, Harry, this is all arranged, Tonks sent them a letter through the Muggle post office saying that they had been shortlisted for the Best Suburban Lawn Grand Prix in All England and that they were now on their way to claim their prize. Evan said, seeing Harry's confused expression, "By the way, you don't know their names yet, let me introduce you to ......"

As Evan introduced, Harry nodded awkwardly to each wizard in greeting.

To be honest, he wished they had looked elsewhere and stopped staring at him.

In doing so, he felt as if he had suddenly been invited to the stage, and he was embarrassed.

"The introduction is over, and we have enough time to get to know each other later. Moody said in a gruff voice, "Harry, are you done packing your things, we'll be on our way in fifteen minutes, and we'll be gone as soon as the signal comes to tell us that everything is okay." ”

"Not yet, I'll clean up now, what's going on now?" Harry turned back to Aven, "...... to the ground"

A few wizards let out strange boos from their mouths, and Digo's big funny hat fell off his head.

"Shut up!" Moody growled, "don't mention that name!"

"What's wrong?" asked Harry, confused, not expecting them to react so much.

"The house is under surveillance, it's not very secure, and it's best not to talk about sensitive things. Evan said.

He felt the magic around him, and the Ministry of Magic did have something set up here.

Because of this, they were always the first to detect Harry using magic or something else.

Of course, this monitoring is very vague, but Voldemort's name is a very sensitive word.

"You can't say anything here, it's too dangerous. Moody muttered dissatisfied.

His normal eyes turned to Harry, and the enchanted eye remained motionless at the ceiling.

"Damn!" he said annoyedly, holding up a hand to pluck out the MONOCULUS, "it's always stuck, it's been wrong since that scumbag wore it." ”

With a shrill crunch, like a piston being pulled out of a sink, Moody pulled out the magic eye.

"Mad-Eye, you're disgusting, isn't it?" said Tonks kindly.

"Please, give me a glass of water, Harry. Moody's demanded.

Harry walked over to the dishwasher, took out a clean mug, and filled it with water by the sink.

The wizards were still staring at him, and they were staring at him so mercilessly.

Evan was speechless for a moment, and from Harry's expression, he must have been very uncomfortable, these people just looked at him like this.

"Thank you. Moody said as Harry handed the cup over.

He threw the eye into the water and stabbed it with his hand.

The eye whirled, glaring at everyone in the room.

"On the way back, I wish I could have a 360-degree view. ”

"Come on, we'd better go up and pack our things, and when the signal comes, we'll be on our way soon, and I'll help you, Harry!" said Aven, nudging Harry so he wouldn't stand here and be looked at like a precious animal.

"I'll go too!" said Tonks cheerfully, looking around curiously.

"It's a fun place. She said, "It's so clean, you know what I mean, it's kind of unnatural, my dad was Muggle, too, but he's a typical sloppy man." I guess Muggles are also diverse, just like wizards. Oh, that's pretty much ......."

When they walked into Harry's bedroom, Harry turned on the light, she nodded, and Harry was embarrassed.

His room was indeed much more messy than the rest of the house, and he had been closed for four days, and Harry was in such a bad mood that Harry didn't have the heart to pack up his things at all.

Most of his books were scattered on the floor, as he opened them to read them as a distraction, and then tossed them aside.

Hedwig's cage needs to be cleaned and has begun to stink.

His chest was open, and Muggle clothes and wizarding robes could be seen piled up inside, some of which were scattered across the surrounding floor.

If he could, Harry would have liked to have cleaned up before letting Evan and Tonks come in for a visit.

"Not bad, actually!" said Aven, who doesn't clean up much either, leaving Dobby, the house-elf, in charge.

He did a good job, always packing everything up at night to keep people from finding out about his presence.

Dobby does Aven a great favor, something he didn't expect when he took Dobby in the first place.

Perhaps, Harry could consider keeping a house-elf in his room.

Evan and Harry were chatting as they began to pick up the books locally and hurriedly toss them into his box.

Tonks stopped in front of Harry's open closet, critically looking at the mirror on the inside of the door.

"You know, I don't think violet is actually for me," she said worriedly, tugging at a lock of spiky hair, "and you say, does it make my face look a little too pointy?"

"Huh?!" Harry looked at her beyond a book called Quidditch Teams in England and Ireland.

Evan looked up as well, and saw that Tonks's hair was changing slightly.

"Yes, that's right. Tonks said decisively.

She closed her eyes tightly, and there was a nervous expression on her face, as if she was desperately trying to remember something.

A second later, her hair turned bubblegum-like pink.

Transfiguration Magus, an extremely unpopular branch of Transfiguration, this is really the best magic in disguise.