The giant began to pull out the contents of his coat one by one: a copper teapot, a packet of flattened ham sausages, a temper of fire, another teapot, several large cups with cracks, and a bottle of amber liquid, from which he took a large gulp before making tea. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then the whole room was filled with the smell of roasted ham sausage.

Everyone was silent as the giant roasted the ham sausage, but when he removed a large, juicy, slightly charred ham sausage from the fire, Dadri began to fidget.

But Uncle Verneng said sternly, "Don't touch anything he gives you, Dadri." ”

The giant laughed.

"Your fat boy can't get any fatter, Doesley, don't worry, I won't give it to him."

He handed the ham sausage to Harry.

Harry was so hungry that he felt he had never eaten anything so good, and he stared at the giant as he ate.

In the end, seeing that no one asked, he asked himself: "I'm sorry! I really want to know who you are. ”

The giant took a large sip of tea and wiped his mouth with his fingers.

"Just call me Hagley." "That's what everybody calls it," he said. I've already told you, I'm the goalkeeper at Hogwetcher Castle - you'll know all about Hogwacher, I assure you. ”

"Oh, I don't know." Harry said.

Hagley looked surprised.

"I'm sorry." Harry said quickly.

"Excuse me?" Hagley shouted, turning to look at the Dusleys, who had shrunk into a ball. "It's them who should say I'm sorry! I know you didn't hear from me, but I never thought you wouldn't even know about Hogwacher! Have you never wondered where your parents learned these things? ”

"Learn what?" Harry asked.

"Learn what?" Hagley became irritated, "You wait a minute. ”

He jumped up, and he was so angry that he almost tore the whole house up.

The Doesley family shuddered and stood against the wall.

Wu Mo's face was full of excitement, he felt that all this was so funny, what could only be seen through TV and novels was now really presented in front of him, this feeling was really good.

"Don't tell me," he snarled at the Doesleys, "this boy—this boy! -- Ignorance of the whole thing—nothing! ”

Harry felt that things had gone a little too far.

He had to go to school, after all, his grades were not bad.

"I know some," he said, "I can count." ”

The giant just waved his hand for him to say no more, "I mean about our world, your world, my world, and your parents' world. ”

"What world?"

Hagley looked like he was going to explode.

"Dousley!" He roared.

Uncle Veneng was already pale at this time, muttering to himself "God bless, God bless ......". Hagli glared at Harry fiercely.

"But at least you should know something about your mom and dad." He said, "I mean, they're so famous, and so are you." ”

"What? My mom and dad used to be famous, weren't they? ”

"You don't know...... You don't know......" Hagley ran his fingers through his hair and looked at Harry in confusion.

"You don't know who you are?" He finally asked.

At this time, Uncle Wei Neng seemed to have suddenly eaten leopard gall.

"Shut up!" He commanded, "Say no more! I'm not going to tell that boy anything! ”

The fierce glint in Hagley's eyes was enough to make a man more courageous than Uncle Venant flinch.

Hagley spoke with anger in every word.

"You never told him? Didn't tell him what was written in the letter that Dan Bodo left him? I was there too! I saw with my own eyes that Dan Bodeau left you a letter, Dosley! You've been hiding this from him for so many years? ”

"What are you hiding from me?" Harry asked curiously.

"Shut up! I'm warning you! Uncle Venon screamed in panic, and Aunt Payunia gasped in fear.

"You all give me death!" Hagley said, "Harry, you're a wizard. ”

In an instant, the whole house fell silent, and only the sound of the sea and the wind could be heard.

"What am I?" Harry gasped for air.

"That's right, you're a wizard." Hagley said, sitting on the couch again, and the couch was sunk deeper. "A great wizard, if you practice hard, of course. With a couple of such mom and dad, can you be anything else? I think it's time to show you that letter. ”

Harry reached out and grabbed the yellow envelope, which was clearly written in green ink: "Received by Mr. Harry Potter on the floor of the wooden house in the rocks of the sea."

He pulled out a letter from it and read: "Headmaster of Hogwetcher School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Alberth Dan Bodo (Grand School recognized by the International Association of Witchcraft Federations)

Dear Mr. Potter: We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwetcher School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Please find a list of the required books and instruments attached.

The school will open on September 1.

Your owl, please report to school no later than July 31.

Your loyalty, Assistant Headmaster Minerva McConaughey" Countless questions exploded in Harry's mind like firecrackers, so much so that he didn't know which one to ask first. It took a while before he stammered, "

My owl?

What does that mean? “

"I almost forgot about Goggins, the 'Flying Man'." Hagley said as he slapped himself on the forehead, strong enough to overturn a carriage.

Then he took out an owl from the other pocket of his coat—a real, living, ugly-looking owl—with long feathers and parchment-like skin.

Between the owl's tongue and teeth was a scribbled note.

Harry turned around and read: "Dan Bodeau, Love: I have given him Harry's letter, and will take him tomorrow to buy what he needs."

The weather is not very good, you have to be careful.

Hagley rolled the note into a strip and gave it to the owl, who immediately took it to his mouth.

Hagley opened the door, and the owl disappeared into the storm in an instant.

Then he walked back and sat down again, as if these were the usual things like talking on the phone.

Harry realized that his mouth had been wide open and quickly closed it.

"Where am I now?" Hagley asked.

Uncle Verneng was still blushing and looking very angry, and he moved to the stove as he spoke.

"He can't go!"

Hagley laughed.

"I'd like to see how a Mag like you can stop him." He said.

"What's like him?" Harry asked curiously.

"Mags." Hagley said, "That's what we call people who don't know magic. It's unfortunate that you've grown up in such a family, they're the worst Mags I've ever met. ”

(To be continued.) )