Chapter 65: A New Life

"Thank you, Mr. Dursley, for your warm hospitality today, but it is a little late. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info and Mrs., don't continue to bother, let's go back first. After Mr. Mason had finished speaking, he took his wife and walked briskly to the door.

Looking at the family of three who were still stunned at this time, Mr. Mason paused for a moment and couldn't help but add, "Jones Douglas is a famous lawyer known as the "head shaver", and there is no lawsuit that he can't win. In his representation, the defendants who confronted him all received the highest sentences in the end. ”

Without waiting for the Vernons to react, Mr. Mason and his wife left quickly.

Listening to Mason's last words, Vernon's newly calmed mood exploded again. I saw that his face turned from red to white, from white to black, from black to green, and his face changed today in one day, comparable to a normal year.

With trembling hands, he pulled out the papers he was tucking into his suit and carefully flipped through them. The dim light, illuminating the small words, made him have to stare hard at wide.

His face was almost on top of the papers, and the clean white paper was polished on his forehead, and he read one of the lines, "Whoever abuses a family member, if the circumstances are heinous, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than five years but not more than ten years, and may be punished for several crimes." ”

Recall that Mason mentioned just now, the defendants who played against Jones Douglas received the maximum sentence. Vernon's breath surged into his head, his heart was like a boulder pressed against him, he couldn't breathe, he opened his mouth wide and fainted. When Aunt Petunia saw this, she only felt that she had not woken up from the nightmare, and she must still be dreaming, and she collapsed on the ground thinking about it.

Only Dudley looked panicked and at a loss, and he scrambled to find a jug of water and splashed it on his parents' faces. Then there was another scream, and in a panic he took the boiling water by mistake, and there was another burst of chickens and dogs.

George led Harry to 18 Privet Road.

"I don't know how to give gifts, and I don't have time to put too much thought into them, but I know it's not good to be under the fence. As George spoke of this, some memories of his distant past life came to mind.

In his last life, he had just graduated from college and started working. When I was looking for a job, I was facing a time when China's economy was stagnating, and it was difficult to find a job and the pay was poor. However, housing prices are speculated by China and are at the forefront of the world, as the so-called third world income is held, and the house that exceeds the price of the first world is lived.

A month's income, after removing a small single room, can only barely make ends meet. Thinking of the changes in this life, it is really this life, that life.

"Considering you'll be in school most of the time and don't have time to go back here as much, and I'm too lazy to look for a better place, it's yours now. George pulled out a bunch of keys from his body and handed them to Harry.

Harry shuddered and took the key, he knew it wasn't appropriate, but he really didn't want to go back to Uncle Vernon's house, "It's too precious. With a trembling voice, he continued his final struggle.

"Just advance your salary in advance and go to work for my company after graduation. George didn't care if Harry really needed to work for his company at the end, now at this point, all he needed was a smile, just a reason to be happy.

"Money is such a good thing. Harry stumbled open the door as if he were holding a suitcase. George couldn't help but feel emotional, and this was the same when he first made a lot of money, although the money was slowly becoming less important to him.

But he always knows, always remembers, that money is really a good thing, and it's really hard to have no money.

Money may not be everything, but no money is absolutely impossible. Whether it's chasing dreams or defending against risks, money is indispensable. Just like Harry now, just like George once was, a sum of money brought him more than just the number of money. It is also the proximity of dreams and the distance of suffering.

Whether it is in a depressed and depressed past life, or in a high-spirited present life, George will never deceive himself and use false loftiness to laugh at money.

Money certainly can't buy everything you want, but money can make you reject all the things you hate. Follow your dreams, resist hardships, you can go almost anywhere with money, and you can do a lot with it.

Perhaps the only thing that should be criticized about money is to do whatever it takes to make money by hurting others.

In addition, making money reasonably and legally is not vulgar at all, and accusing others of copper stink is the greatest evil and the greatest vulgarity.

"July 31, 1992 was a perfect day, the most perfect birthday in 12 years. Harry wrote in his notebook.

"Mr. Potter, it's time for you to come down for dinner. A middle-aged woman with red hair shouted downstairs.

Her name is Barbara Brooke, and she is a kind housewife who lives on Privet Road, and now she is hired by George as a maid to take care of Harry's daily life. She would take care of Harry throughout his summer.

And most importantly, and most importantly, Harry finally got rid of Uncle Vernon's family. God knows how happy he was, all the joy he had harvested in the previous ten years on Privet Road did not add up to the happiness of last night.

"It was such a magical birthday, just like last year. Harry muttered, then put down his pen and walked out of the bedroom, it was rude to wait.

It was only one day, but Harry had a feeling of being in a different world, or perhaps it was because there was only one day. It happened so fast, too surprising, too happy.

No one paid attention to Harry all day yesterday, even in the evening, at the dinner party at Uncle Vernon's. He had to lay his stomach down with a little bit of food beforehand, and then he had to hide obediently in the gloomy attic upstairs all night. He had to pretend he didn't exist, lest he be discovered by the guests invited to the dinner downstairs and interfere with Uncle Vernon's business.

Maybe in the end, when the guests leave, he will have to go downstairs to clean up and clean up the leftovers of the house. In fact, it was his birthday, and he would spend his twelfth birthday like this.

Maybe it's not a bad thing, after all, for a lot of people, birthdays are definitely not a big deal, let alone a happy thing. At least that's what Harry thought for more than a decade or so, and his birthday was definitely not a happy thing.

But on his birthday last year, things changed, and on Harry's birthday last year, he had a chance to change his fate. On his birthday last year, he met Hagrid, who received an offer from Hogwarts. He knew his origins, and he started a new life on that day.