“…… Leni is doing her job! Bastard Maca! Get it away from Lenny! ”

In the study of Black's old house, Lenny was standing on a wooden ladder dusting the bookshelves. But at her feet, the big spider was rubbing her calf with its forefoot with its teeth and claws, so frightened that she even shook the wooden ladder.

"Don't care...... Xiao Qi actually likes you a lot. ”

Behind the desk, which was piled high with all kinds of books, Maca's slow voice rang out.

"Being liked by a big spider or something, Lenny doesn't want it!"

Maca actually likes this stronghold, although the various structures are a little old, but after some recent renovation and cleaning, you can still vaguely see some scenes from the glory days.

In this study, for example, the heavy double velvet curtains cover the windows tightly, but the delicate magic lamp on the desk shimmers brightly.

In this light, everything in the study is illuminated.

The warm texture of the wooden bookcase exudes a faint halo in the light, and the ancient and intricate carvings show their great value.

The floor is covered with a warp velvet carpet made of the fur of the Motra rat, which is not only delicate and fluffy, but also has the effect of increasing the resistance to evil spells and bad luck when stepped on.

"Tuk Tuk"

Just as Maca and Leni were casually talking, there were suddenly two regular knocks at the door.

"Please come in."

After Maca answered, the door to the study was pulled open from the outside, and a girl in a wizard's robe and an apron walked in with a tray.

"Mr. McLean, freshly brewed Gordigan tea......"

Maca, who was immersed in writing, raised her head when she heard the sound, looked at the slightly pale pink color in the teacup, and the slightly shimmering crystal, and couldn't help but smile.

"Is it the fruit with some bubble pods added this time?"

"Yes."

Maca took a bite and immediately sneezed, and a few rainbow bubbles like soap bubbles popped out of her nose.

"Try less next time......" he said, putting the cup back in the saucer, "Lena, take a break!" The house is almost cleaned up, so don't be busy......"

"Hey! Bastard Maka, you eccentric! Leni, who was standing on the wooden ladder, was immediately upset, "Why can't my sister rest, but Lennie?" Leni also needs to rest! ”

"You? You can rest too......" Seeing her suddenly look happy, Maca waved her hand and added, "If only you could sit quietly!" ”

"You get it out of here, and Leni will sit down!" Leni immediately pointed at the eight-eyed giant spider Xiao Qi under her feet and said loudly.

But Maca didn't even raise her eyelids and said, "You think I'll believe you?" ”

At this time, Lena, who was still standing at the desk, said softly, "Mr. McLean, I don't need to rest...... Actually, I like this kind of life. ”

It's also amazing to say that the personalities of the werewolf sisters are almost polar.

Her sister Leni is like a monkey jumping up and down, and she can't stop for a moment no matter where she goes; But her sister Lena seems to like a quiet and leisurely pace of life, and preparing meals and drinks can be said to be her only hobby.

It can also be seen from this how much she dotes on her lively and active sister, for whom she can live in such a turbulent werewolf group for so many years without complaining.

"Then sit down for a moment, Lena." Maca pointed to the sofa next to her, and beckoned to the spider squatting at Lennie's feet, "Little Seven, come here!" ”

Using a shrinking charm, he turned the eight-eyed spider Xiaoqi back into the size of a fingernail, and then gently sent it back to a pen holder on the table.

"Lenny, come and sit down." He said, "Come with me later......"

"It's finally time to go out again!" Leni threw her whole body into the couch and flicked it a few times before asking, "Bastard Maca!" Where are you taking Lenny? ”

"Go where you need to go."

"Where? Where? Leni said excitedly, "What are you going to do?" ”

Maca looked up and rolled her eyes at her.

"Go and apologize!"

……

Thirty minutes later, in the suburbs of London, in the small Huiking district.

“…… Bastard, where are you going? ”

In the Dursleys' living room, Harry was about to go to the door, but his Aunt Vernon was annoyed and held against the wall to prevent him from passing.

Dudley looked at Harry triumphantly, apparently having his share in the cause of the farce.

"Listen up, bastard! This summer, you're going to have to stay in your damn room and not go anywhere! ”

"Why!" Harry said angrily, "I told you, that day's events had nothing to do with me!" Do you understand? ”

"Nothing to do with you? No kidding! Vernon Dursley yelled, "Do you think you can fool me? Dada told me that you caused him to have a whole day of fever the next day! ”

"He just caught a cold that night! Got a cold, understand? Harry said angrily, "How many times do you need me to say it to understand?" ”

"Cold? In such a sweltering and hot summer? Aunt Petunia screamed, "If you want to make up a story and make an excuse, you should choose a better reason!" ”

Harry was also angry, and to be honest, he didn't know how to explain it.

Yes! On a hot night, Darren suddenly caught a cold, which is really unreasonable.

"So what!" He was so annoyed by the Dursleys that he waved his hand suddenly, "Even if I tell you why, will you understand?" yes, yes! It's a Dementor! The Dementors have appeared! Do you understand? ”

"What kind of mess?"

"Photography, souls, monsters!" Harry said slowly, word for word.

"What kind of weird thing is this Dementor?"

"They guard the Azkaban Wizard Prison." Aunt Penny on the side said subconsciously.

There was a dead silence for two seconds, and then Aunt Petunia covered her mouth with her hand, as if she had accidentally said something disgusting.

Uncle Vernon's eyes widened at her, and Harry's mind was in turmoil.

"How do you know?" He asked, surprised, with wide eyes.

Aunt Petunia seems to be frightened by herself. She glanced at Uncle Vernon with trembling apologies, her hands drooping slightly, her mouth half-open to reveal her teeth.

"Many years ago...... I heard...... That terrible boy...... I told her about them. She said intermittently.

"If you mean my mom and dad, why don't you say their names?" Harry asked aloud, but Aunt Petunia ignored him.

She seemed to be panicking to the extreme.

Harry was shocked. A few years ago, Aunt Petunia had an emotional outburst, screaming that Harry's mom was a monster. Other than that, Harry never mentioned her sister.

However, she actually remembered such details of the wizarding world for so long.

Harry was amazed, his aunt had gone out of her way to pretend that the wizarding world didn't exist.

Uncle Vernon opened and closed his mouth, then opened and closed again, apparently struggling to figure out what to say.

He opened his mouth for the third time and said hoarsely, "So...... To put it this way...... They...... Well...... They...... Well...... Really exist, they ...... Well...... These Necrons? ”

Aunt Penny twitched her chin slightly, as if nodding.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise in the kitchen. Aunt Petunia screamed, Uncle Vernon yelled and bent to dodge, and Dudley tucked his round body under the table.

And what about Harry? He's looking for the source of this chaos......

It wasn't long before he noticed a dazed, unkempt barn owl crouching on the windowsill outside the kitchen—it had just hit the closed windowpane.

Uncle Vernon cried out in pain, "Owl! ”

Harry ignored him, and he ran straight to the kitchen and slammed the window open.

The owl stretched out a leg with a small roll of parchment tethered to it. It shook its feathers, and Harry took the letter and flew away.

He gently shook off the parchment note, on which a few lines were scribbled in black ink, and the paper was stained.

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Harry: We already know what happened to you, don't leave your aunt and uncle's house, don't do magic, someone will pick you up soon.

Arthur Weasley

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"Oh? Are you finally going to tell me the details? Harry immediately calmed down, and he pondered, "Someone came to pick me up?" It doesn't look like Mr. Weasley, so who could it be? ”

And—

"Don't do magic?" He ignored the shouts of the Dursleys and muttered to himself.

Is there anything he needs to do with his magic? To teach these three unreasonable guys in the living room a lesson? Or is it ......

Harry suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sometimes, however, good things are not easy to come true, and bad things can always get worse.

At this golden twilight, the windows of the Dursleys suddenly darkened, and the chill of the night quietly spread through the Dursleys home once more.

The darkness was condensing, and the frost spread across the various surfaces of the furniture in the room, as if the whole world had fallen into a kind of extreme silence and cold.

Vernon looked at the mist coming out of his mouth, took a few steps back, and tripped on the floor.

"Ahh Stop! Dudley wailed and buried his face deep in the corner under the table.

Harry's aunt, Penny, was pale. Surprisingly, although she trembled, she leaned against the wall with wide eyes, and looked around with all her might.

Just then, the window of the living room cracked open, drawing everyone's eyes to it except Dudley.