Chapter 61: Harry Comes Home

Obviously surrounded by classmates and his best friends, at this moment, Harry is like an outsider. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a solitary savage, a lonely wandering ghost. He longs for the affection that everyone has, and the passion that everyone has. It is only at this time that he can feel that he is different from everyone else, and that he is special after all.

The train was speeding all the way, and the village outside the window was getting greener and greener, and there were more and more houses on the road. The train passes through town after town, and you can even see pedestrians in the distance. The rest of the people in the car were getting more and more excited and happy, only Harry's heart was getting colder and colder.

The train arrived, and it stopped at platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross station.

Passengers poured out of the train like a tidal wave, and like a long line, there was a long line. They needed to get out of the platform, one by one, so that the Muggles wouldn't find out the secrets of the station because of the sudden influx of people.

Harry dragged his heavy suitcase out of the platform with difficulty, and the people on the road greeted him one by one in a friendly manner, and he responded awkwardly.

Sometimes, not all enthusiasm and kindness make people feel happy. Along the way, people kept passing by Harry and greeted him, "Harry, goodbye." "Happy Summer Vacation, Potter. And even more disdainful, "Happy home, Harry." ”

This made Harry respond very awkwardly, couldn't they all see that he was only one person?

Unlike Hermione, Ron, George. As soon as they got off the train, someone was waiting on the platform, waiting to welcome them home. Harry got out of the car and didn't see his uncle Vernon's family, which made Harry breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The Granger couple hugged Hermione Granger again, they loved to cry so much.

Ron's mother and a large family, including a little girl, screamed at the sight of Ron. "Mom, he's there, Ron is there. And Harry Potter, look. "It's Ron's sister Ginny.

The one who came to pick up George was a tall and mature blonde beauty, and when George saw her, he immediately ignored others and left directly.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione's family all said hello, and before they could continue to greet each other, they walked out of the train station alone with their heavy suitcases.

Out of the train station, he called a taxi, "No. 4 Privet Road, thank you." ”

"Are you alone?" asked the bearded, tall, lanky driver, who helped Harry carry his luggage into the trunk, a little incredulous.

"Yes, I'm going back now. Harry replied in a whisper.

Carrying his luggage into the trunk with great difficulty, Harry longed for the ease of his wand in his hand, and he dusted his clothes and got into the taxi.

"Hey, little one, how dare your family leave you alone on the train. This is abuse of minors, and they really deserve to be prosecuted. The bearded driver looked in the rearview mirror and said angrily.

"Thank you, uncle, but it's time for me to go back now. Harry looked out the window, carefully responding to the driver's kindness.

Harry didn't mind that his uncle didn't come to pick him up, and if he could, he wouldn't even want to see them for the rest of his life, he preferred to stay at school.

"Such a parent is really careless, I have a daughter who is about the same age as you. Every time I see her, my heart melts. Every time she goes out, I have to make sure it has to be done many times. Is there a teacher to follow, the place where I go is not safe, do you bring enough food and drink, when will I be asked to pick her up. ”

The driver's uncle drove smoothly towards Privet Road, and while driving, he talked endlessly about him and his daughter.

Harry looked at the familiar and unfamiliar privet road in front of him, and felt a sense of alienation like a world away.

The uncle of the driver just now was so enthusiastic, he kept talking about his daughter along the way, and he kept praising Harry for being able to go out alone. At the same time, he expressed his indignation at Harry's irresponsible family, and finally even asked Harry's school to introduce his daughter to Harry.

Harry struggled to cope with Uncle Driver's enthusiasm, and he couldn't tell Uncle Driver that he attended a school called Hogwarts.

With the driver's uncle's interruption, after getting out of the car, Harry's mood became lively again. The summer vacation will soon pass, and you just need to concentrate on practicing meditation, and you will be able to see everyone again when school starts.

"I wish the time was passing soon. Harry dragged the heavy suitcase and walked towards the familiar and unfamiliar house.

Harry missed Hogwarts so much that his stomach cramped. When he picks up a glass of water, he thinks of Hogwarts' special juices. As he ate, it was like chewing wax, and he longed to go back to school and have a casual conversation with his friends at the dinner table. He remembered Hermione's big brown eyes, and the two of them talking happily under the tree, as if they had something to say.

He missed the school's castle, the secret passages and ghosts, his classes, his training. Missed Hermione, missed Ron, missed George, missed Neville, missed everyone he knew.

Thinking of George, Harry opened the drawer and pulled out the letter George had sent him from the top. The letter did not contain many words, and it was written concisely, which was exactly George's style. He inquired about the progress of Harry's meditation in the letter, asking him to devote more attention to his meditation during the summer vacation, and included a cheque for five thousand pounds in the letter, so that Harry would not be affected by money during the summer vacation.

"He's always done that way. Harry read the letter over and over again, muttering to himself.

Harry lay on the bed, holding the letter above his head and looking through the light, the only letter he had received during his summer vacation.

"When I get back to school, I'm going to have to talk about Ron and Hermione, they've had so much fun during the summer vacation that they're going to write to me. Harry carefully folded the letter in its original creases, and put it back in the envelope, along with the cheque for five thousand pounds attached to the letter, and the letter was as new as when it had been received.

Harry's time at his uncle's house was like a long time, though it was much better than in previous years, when he was always locked up in a cupboard. He's learned magic, and his cousin Dudley doesn't have the guts to bully him. The greatest malice of the current uncle's family can only raise their voices and intimidate Harry.

They were so afraid of him that at the slightest mention of magic Harry, his uncle's family would jump on fire as if they were on fire.