Harry ran upstairs and back to his room, just in time to see through the window the Dursleys' car slowly driving down the garage onto the road.

Between Aunt Penny's and Dudley's heads, Dedarlow's top hat can be seen in the back seat. The car drove to the right at the end of Privet Road, and for a moment, the windows reflected a scarlet glow in the setting sun, and soon disappeared from Harry's sight.

Harry took Hedwig's cage and firebolts, strapped his backpack, glanced at his bedroom, which had never been so tidy, and staggered downstairs to pile his belongings in the corner of the stairs. The light dimmed suddenly, and the light of the setting sun filled the living room with light and shadow.

It felt strange now that he was standing here ready to leave this house one last time. I remember a long time ago, when the Dursleys went out to have fun and left him alone in the house, the loneliness was a rare pleasure. Whenever he did, he would put down the good food he had secretly rummaged out in the fridge, rush into Dudley's room to play a computer game, or turn on the TV to watch the show he had been dreaming about.

Reminiscing about those old days made him feel strange and empty, like missing a brother he had been dead for many years.

"Don't you want to take one last look?" Harry asked Hedwig, who was still burying her head in her wings, with some emotion, "We'll never come back." Don't you want to reminisce about the good old days? I mean, see this doorshine mater? What a memory...... When I got Dudley back from under the Dementor's mouth, he was in tears with a handful of snot on it...... After all, he was still grateful to me...... Would you believe it?...... Last summer, Dumbledore walked in through that door, and when I was in third grade, Van Lin came here to see me, and Hermione, and we teased Dudley together......"

Harry was reeling in the memories, and Hedwig didn't want to wake him up, burying her head in her wings. Harry turned his back to the front door and said, "Here, Hedwig," Harry opened a small door under the stairs, "this is where I used to sleep! You hadn't seen me then, hey, so small, I forgot ......"

Harry looked at the various shoes and umbrellas, and remembered how he had woken up every morning and stared at the "roof" where a spider or two hung from time to time, and the only pleasure was to sit in his tiny room and fiddle with the old soldiers.

But that was before he knew who he really was, that his parents had been murdered, and that he knew why so many strange things were happening around him.

But Harry remembered the dreams that had clinged to him, even during that time, when they were full of flickering green light, and once Uncle Vernon heard Harry say that he had dreamed of a motorcycle flying in the sky and almost crashed the car to pieces...... Suddenly, there was a deafening roar from there, and Harry was startled, straightened up, and hit his head against the low door frame, which reminded Harry of what Uncle Vernon had scolded him for, and he staggered back to the kitchen, poking his head out the window and looking out the backyard.

There seemed to be ripples in the darkness, and the air seemed to tremble slightly. Then, one by one, the apparitions hurried into his sight. Most conspicuous was Hagrid, who wore a helmet, goggles, and rode a huge motorcycle with a black sidecar. Others ...... from broomsticks There were two people who were slowly climbing down from the black-winged Thestrals.

Harry almost impatiently pushed open the door and rushed towards them, Hermione hugged him warmly, Ron patted Harry on the back, and Van Lin was arguing with Sirius and Mad-Eye Moody in the back.

Hagrid said, "All right, Harry. Are you all set?"

"Of course," said Harry cheerfully, "but I didn't expect you all to come!"

"The plan has changed," said the mad-eyed man impatiently as he walked up, carrying two bulging sacks in his hand, and his magic eye swept swiftly from the dim sky to the house to the garden, "and I'll tell you slowly when I'm safe." ”

"Let's go in first!" Van Lin said loudly, much to Harry's surprise, and the people around him nodded in agreement, and then obediently went in.

Harry led them into the kitchen, where some of them sat in chairs, some on Aunt Penny's shiny board, some leaning against her spotless utensils, talking and laughing.

Ron was still tall and thin, Hermione had braided her messy hair and snuggled up next to Verlin, Sirius was smiling softly at him, Sirius was really not very qualified as a godfather, Fred and George were smiling identically, Bill had scars all over his face and his hair had grown, Mr. Weasley was still as amiable as before, bald and wearing crooked glasses, Mad-Eye was lame in his battle suit, his magic eye was constantly spinning in his holes, Tonks's short hair had become her favorite bright pink, Lupin's hair was whiter and more wrinkled, and Fleur had silky silver hair, more slender and beautiful than ever, Kingsley was still bald and broad-shouldered, Hagrid's messy hair and beard were still the same, and he had to bend slightly to keep from hitting the ceiling, and Mongueton was still so thin and petty, with a pair of hound-like beaded eyes.

Seeing them all warmed Harry's heart. He realized that he had never liked them so much, even Mongertens, the man he had nearly strangled to death last time.

"Kingsley, aren't you looking after that Muggle Prime Minister?" asked Harry suddenly.

"Now he can't live without me for a moment," Kingsley said helplessly, "but you're so much more important than him." ”

"Harry, guess what?" said Tonks cheerfully as he sat on the washing machine, his left hand smugly shaking at Harry, a ring shining on her ring finger.

"So, you're married?" Harry asked aloud, looking at her and then at Lupin. "It's a shame you weren't here, Harry, but our wedding wasn't too ostentatious. ”

"That's great, that's a ......"

"Alright, alright, there's no time for small talk now," Moody shouted, and the kitchen fell silent immediately.

Then, Mad-Eyed Moody put the bag at his feet, and everyone looked at Van Lin.

"Like Dedallow told you, we have to abandon our plans. Biyustiknes has changed his mind, which gives us a big problem. Now the house is connected to the Floo network, and the movement is not allowed, whether it is with a portkey, or with a phantom to enter and exit. The good name is to prevent Voldemort from getting close to you. But it really doesn't work, Harry, it seems to me that it's all nonsense, your mother's magic is good enough. He's done things that keep you from getting out of here safely. Van Lin said quickly.