Chapter 64: George's Gift

And in the weeks that followed, he could no longer bully Harry like he had done eleven years before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info that once little bean has become a terrible wizard, this wizard is always muttering incantations. Dudley believed that he was looking for an opportunity to turn himself into a pig, just as the monster who came to pick him up did.

Aunt Penny doesn't know what to do now, it's not the show they had scheduled in the morning. Their morning show featured Vernon as the hospitable host, Dudley as the lovable and obedient child, and her as the hardworking and capable housewife. And the monster will stay in the house quietly, without making a sound, and life will be as good as it was last year.

But now, with a well-rehearsed script, she seems to have gone to the wrong set. The owner of the house was sitting on the ground in a daze, and the monster ran out and pulled out his terrible weapon. It was a nightmare, and she felt dizzy in her head and just wanted to wake up sooner.

Mr. and Mrs. Mason saw that there seemed to be an accident in the host's house, and they did not know what to do for a while, so they had to be honest in front of a quiet guest.

Harry clutched his wand in his hand, carefully guarding against the little monster upstairs. The Vernons were on the lookout for Harry. Mr. and Mrs. Mason sat quietly on the couch.

The knock on the door broke the silence in the room, and Dudley rushed up and pulled the door open as if he had been alerted, trying to rush out. Then he was bounced back, he hit the person outside the door, and he was bounced back.

He sat on the ground, his hands and feet together, constantly shrinking back, and he seemed to be frightened by the people outside the door.

The man outside the door walked in, and the Masons saw that it was not a terrible person who had come in through the door. It can even be said that he is a very kind and delicate-looking man. The only thing that seems a little different is probably the delicate face, with the figure of a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

The man strode in, looked around the room, and said, "Harry, your relatives are so welcoming. ”

Harry was concentrating on the monster upstairs when suddenly an unbelievably familiar voice came from behind him, it was George's voice.

Harry turned his head in disbelief and saw a man with a delicate face.

"I was only going to give a gift, but my grandmother heard that my friend was having a birthday and forced me to come over. George shrugged helplessly, his grandmother and Anna always seemed to think that he would not be able to make friends, and had only planned to prepare a gift in advance, but they forced him to deliver it himself.

"You can come to see me, it's the best gift. Harry's voice choked up, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and walked slowly.

"It just so happens that you have everything here, and I'll take you to see the gift I prepared for you. Seeing the different faces of everyone around him, George already had some guesses in his heart, and walked up to help Harry pick up the box.

"Well, wait, and my Hedwig. Harry said as he walked upstairs, and suddenly came down halfway through, and although George came, the monster upstairs didn't know if he had escaped.

George watched Harry stop suddenly, carrying the box easily in one hand, and followed, "If you have anything else you need, take it all with you, I have prepared a new house for you." ”

"House?" Harry was a little incredulous, he felt something was wrong with his ears.

"Considering that you are twelve years old, as a young man who is about to reach adulthood, you should have your own house so that you can entertain your friends. George walked up to the attic with the suitcase, "And considering that you'll probably be spending most of your time at school, the new house is at 18 Privet Road for the time being." ”

"18 Privet Road?" Harry followed George into his bedroom, where the little monster had fled.

Harry remembered the place at 18 Privet Road, the best building on the street, a newly-built cottage near a bustling boulevard.

"Is there anything you need to prepare?" George surveyed the attic, a dark and narrow space where he could reach the ceiling with his hand.

"No, just take my Hedwig. Harry stepped forward and grabbed Hedwig's cage.

George stepped forward and pushed open the window, took the cage from Harry's hand, and without any extra movement, the cage opened automatically, and Hedwig spread her wings and flew out of the window, "It's going to be broken." ”

Harry rubbed the back of his head wryly, "Uncle Vernon, they hate everything about magic, and I'm not allowed to mention anything about it." During this time, Hedwig has been kept in a cage. ”

"Okay, let's go, take one last look here, you won't be here again. With a nonchalant face, George walked downstairs with the suitcase.

Harry didn't look back, and followed behind George without hesitation.

Uncle Vernon had risen from the ground, and he and Dudley and Aunt Petunia were like prisoners waiting to be interrogated. Standing dejectedly by the door, waiting for Harry's fate.

"Harry, do you want to say something?" asked George, intending to leave the decision to Harry.

"No, let's go. "Harry didn't hold any nostalgia, he just wanted to get out of here faster.

"There are still some procedures to go. George pulled out a document from his body and stuffed it into Vernon's suit, "This is a legal notice about Harry Potter's change of guardianship, including Harry's alimony for eleven years, and finally a hospital identification note about Harry Potter's long-term abuse during his adoption." ”

"I've hired a lawyer, Jones Douglas, and as for whether to prosecute or not, that's up to Harry to decide. George walked out the door with Harry, adding, "In the future, Harry will be living at 18 Privet Road, and I will carefully consider whether you are allowed to appear within five kilometers of his line of sight." ”

As George and Harry approached the night, Uncle Vernon's family finally collapsed on the ground, and this time the little ghost's friend finally didn't pull out a wand, and they let out a long sigh of relief.

But Vernon soon couldn't continue to be happy.

Mr. Mason had already stood up, though he was still a little confused about what had happened today. But years of business acumen at least let him know that the family in front of him was in big trouble. Especially when he heard, Jones Douglas's name.

"That's a stick that eats people and doesn't spit out bones. He thought this in his heart, but his mouth was still full of friendliness.