305, Harry's Birthday, Field's New Lab

On the 31st of July, the neighborhood of Privet Road was unusually quiet, and the July sun seemed to not want anyone to appear on the street. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Harry Potter's face had recovered a lot, and the nightmare that had been going on for eleven days had finally ended yesterday, which made him feel better again.

In fact, for Harry Potter, this year's holiday season was undoubtedly the happiest year he has had in years. He has an additional godfather, and although the other party is still recuperating in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic, the two of them can write letters through an owl.

In addition, the obnoxious Uncle Vernon's family has become less harsh on him because of the terrifying reputation of his 'murderer' godfather, Sirius Black.

"Harry - come and take your letter and package away, hell!"

As Harry was lying on his desk reading a book called Flying with the Artillery, Uncle Vernon's voice came from downstairs.

"Okay!" Harry jumped up excitedly and headed straight downstairs.

It's his birthday, and his friends at Hogwarts send him gifts today.

On the table in the living room downstairs was a pile of gifts as many as Hill's, of course they didn't belong to Harry, they were his cousin Dudley's birthday present, and unfortunately Harry had the same birthday as him. In the corner of the living room floor, several packages of different sizes were stacked together, and that belonged to him, and Aunt Vernon, Aunt Penny, and Dudley poked their heads out of the kitchen like mail bombs, and stole at Harry until he took them all to his small room on the second floor.

Harry sat excitedly on his bed, unwrapping his birthday present.

Hermione still gave the books, Ron gave him snacks from the Magic Shop, Sirius Black sent Kinnaron directly, and then the Quidditch World Cup memorabilia from Field.

"There is no Rolf's. Harry frowned, although his relationship with Rolf was never as good as that of Field and him, the two were still good friends.

"Maybe Rolf isn't in the U.S. so convenient to send gifts! Harry comforted himself, in fact, he didn't care much about Rolf, the other party was almost an invisible person at Hogwarts, except for Field and a few of them who had more contact, the whole Hogwarts didn't even know that they had such a classmate.

Harry glanced at the gifts, then began to read their letters.

Birthday greetings, holiday anecdotes, each of Harry's friends knows what he wants to see?

Harry picked up his brush and wrote back to Hermione and Ron, then began to reply to Field.

His friend Field was always the busiest of them all, so he wrote from Harry relatively rarely, but Harry could understand that Field still had studio work to take care of.

Dear Field,

I've already received the Quidditch World Cup poster and small gifts in your mail, and it's hard to imagine that you were involved in the preparations for the Quidditch World Cup during this time of the holidays, and Ron would be crazy with envy if he knew.

As for the strange voice you asked, I want to say yes, I've had nightmares for more than 10 days, but it's much better now, and I saw the Daily Prophet that Hermione mailed me, and now the whole wizarding world is a bit of a mess. At that time, I would say that today I have fully recovered, and the scar on my head has not hurt, you can rest assured.

Harry rubbed the scar on his forehead, wondering why Field had suddenly asked if his scar had hurt lately. Field knew that the scar on his forehead had been caused by a terrible spell, and that for the previous three years, the scar had only started to hurt when the man who had scarred him was near him.

Harry shook his head away from him, putting aside the letter to Field, and he began to reply to Sirius Black.

When Hedwig delivered Harry's letter to Field, Field was drawing blood for an experiment, and although he was unwilling, he still couldn't escape Field's clutches.

Hearing Hedwig's call in the living room, Xiao Xi hurriedly escaped from Field's laboratory and brought his collection of fine corn kernels to share with his 'friends'. Of course, everyone knows in their hearts that this is just Xiaoxi wanting to get out of Field's control.

Field's laboratory was located on the edge of the 'farm' in Devon, not far from the Weasleys' 'Burrow', just across the river.

This is actually the place where Mr. and Mrs. Diggory used to live, and the Diggory family lived here until Field was born, because rumors of 'cursed' rumors had been circulating in the old house on Oak Street in London.

The farm in Devon has always been the 'pillar industry' of the Diggory family, the cultivation base of magical plants and medicinal materials, so although the Diggory family has always been very low-key and simple in the British wizarding world, it is still doing well.

Generally, pure-blood families in the wizarding world have some 'industries' of their own, such as the Malfoy family running an antique business, Ernie's McMillan family owning shares in Floo Net, and even Field also learned through some channels that Harry Potter's original Potter family had been engaged in the import and export business in North America. Because the Potter family actually has another one in North America, strictly speaking, Harry's family is still very powerful in North America. (The Auror Corps was formed at the beginning of the Magical Congress, consisting of twelve members, many of whom have since become officials of the Magical Council, including Percival Graves, the Secretary of the United States Department of Magical Security.) Harry Potter's distant cousin, Abraham Potter, was also one of the twelve, and last summer, Field learned that the Potter family still had a high status in North America, and that Harry's father, James Potter, had been doing business with each other while he was alive. ）

(Of course, there are special pure-blood families in the wizarding world, and the Weasleys are a special case in the wizarding world, and Field still can't figure out where the Weasleys' ancestral legacy has gone.)

In the sparsely populated village of Ottery-St. Cachpole in Devon, the Diggory family house is located on the banks of the gently flowing River Ott.

Field felt that this place was simply the best place in the whole of Britain to live in seclusion or build a laboratory, and it was empty, quiet, sparsely populated and pleasant compared to the old houses in London's Oak Street. It's no wonder that the retreat chosen by Master Nicolame is also nearby, as are the Weasleys and the Luna Lovegood family. Field was very pleased with the new lab being installed here. (The main thing is that Field doesn't want to accidentally blow up the old mansion in London.) ）

"Bang-" A loud bang came from the lab.

"Damn!" Field, grimaced, as the study of runes deepened, and many dangerous experiments were inevitably put on Field's agenda.

Field grabbed the letter from the table in the living room and read it at first.

"No, according to the mysterious man's murder, Harry should have reacted, isn't that Bertha Jorkins dead?"

After pondering for a while, Field gave up the idea of meddling in this matter, and for the next year, he could not afford to make any mistakes, so he still felt that it would go according to the original plan. Only if the plan goes well, at least it will be okay to save his brother Cedric's life, so he chooses to play it safe after weighing it.