"At times like this...... Maybe we should drink something. ”

Dumbledore looked at Harry next to him, then at the three trembling men opposite, and with a flick of his wand, a flask and five wine glasses appeared on the coffee table.

The flask automatically fills the glass and floats to everyone in the living room.

"Ms. Rosmerta's best mead, it tastes so good, you can try it." Dumbledore took a sip from the cup in front of him, a look of intoxication on his face. The Dursleys ducked back in a panic, but the cup was clearly not going to let them go, and it slammed into their hands.

Harry couldn't stop laughing at the sight, and it was a bit bad to think that he just laughed out loud, so he had to hold up the glass as a cover, and it had absolutely nothing to do with his desire to drink the mead.

"Alright, now we can talk." Dumbledore put down his glass, and the flask automatically filled it. He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes fell straight on the crowded Dursleys.

"You...... What are you going to talk about? Vernon mustered up his courage, but his voice was still shaking.

"You should also realize that Harry will be an adult next year......"

"No!"

Before Dumbledore could finish his sentence, Aunt Petunia said, "He's not an adult!" He was a year younger than Dudley, and Dudley wouldn't be an adult until the year after that! ”

"In fact, in the wizarding world, you reach adulthood when you turn seventeen." Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "It's not like yours. ”

"It's ridiculous." Uncle Vernon shook his head as well, but his hand was clutching Aunt Petunia to the side, her current state was something Harry had never seen before, and it was very wrong. Only Dudley was still dazed, dodging the cup that had jumped into his hand in a hurry.

Dumbledore glanced thoughtfully at Aunt Penny, and then said, "As you should know, now, the wizard named Voldemort has returned to this country, and the wizarding world is in a state of open warfare. ”

"Since he came back, he has tried to kill Harry many times."

"It's fair to say that Harry's situation is even more dangerous now than it was when I put him on the steps of your house more than ten years ago."

"At that time, I left you a letter, hoping that you could take care of him as if he were your own child and raise him."

"But...... You obviously didn't. ”

Dumbledore looked at the Dursleys calmly, his tone a little cold.

"You never treated Harry as your own son, and you often neglected him and abused him."

The Dursleys tightened up, and Aunt Vernon tried to refute, but the words did not come out. Aunt Petunia said, "But he's grown so big under our protection, you can't ......"

"I don't deny it." Dumbledore raised his hand and interrupted Aunt Petunia, "Fifteen years ago, I cast a spell when I sent Harry here, and while Harry still made this place his home, he would have received the greatest protection from the evils of the wizarding world, especially now that Voldemort has returned, he can't really kill him." ”

"Coupled with the magic Harry's mother Lily gave him before she died, it was enough to keep him safe."

"However, for some reason, Lily's magic failed, and Voldemort was able to touch Harry. This meant that the magic I had cast was the only guarantee for Harry as an adult. ”

"That is, when Harry turns seventeen and becomes a man, this last guarantee will also be gone."

"And the only thing I ask of you is this: you will allow Harry to return here again before his seventeenth birthday, and ensure that the protective power I exert will last until then."

With that, Dumbledore kept his eyes on the Dursleys' expressions, waiting for their feedback. But the Dursleys were silent. Dudley frowned, still wrestling with the cup. Aunt Vernon frowned, his expression unnatural. Aunt Penny opened her mouth as if to say something, but was pulled by Aunt Vernon and closed again.

"Alright......" Dumbledore said, waving his wand and putting away the flask and glass, which made Dudley breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's time for us to go, Harry, where's your luggage?"

"It's still upstairs, I've cleaned it up."

Dumbledore nodded, and with a wave of his wand, Harry's luggage floated down the stairs. He straightened his cloak, waved at the Dursleys, and said, "Good-bye, then." With that, he left the living room quickly.

"Goodbye." Harry waved his hand and hurriedly said goodbye to the Dursleys, and quickly chased after Dumbledore.

They walked out the door to Harry's tall pile of luggage, Hedwig's cage on top, and flapped her wings at them.

"Wait until what we have to do is inconvenient to take them with us, I'll send them to the Burrow." Dumbledore looked at Hedwig, who was still fluttering, and drew his wand, "However, you can bring your invisibility cloak, we may need it......"

Hearing this, Harry struggled to find the cloak from the box and stuffed it into his pocket. Seeing this, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the messy trunk and Hedwidden disappeared in place.

"Okay, we can really go this time." Dumbledore said, walking ahead first, Harry following closely behind. But he didn't get far before Dumbledore stopped, causing Harry to nearly hit him.

"What's wrong, Professor?" Harry asked.

"Get your wand ready, Harry." Dumbledore said.

"Wand? But I can't use magic outside of school, Professor. Despite that, Harry pulled out his wand, looking confused.

"I allow you to use any magic and spell you can think of, if we are attacked. You also know what the situation looks like right now. Dumbledore said and shrugged, "I don't think you should need it tonight, though, just in case." ”

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Because you're with me, Harry, I'll protect you." Dumbledore said, his tone calm, "But we also need to avoid certain things that are very unlikely to happen......"

He turned his head, looked into Harry's confused eyes, and said softly, "For example, if we run into Voldemort and your former classmates, it would be terrible. ”

"So, we need to pick up one more person before we get to our final destination tonight."

"Who?"

"Miss Granger."