After watching the fireplace Dumbledore's figure disappear with the firelight, Weston threw himself on the couch and fell into his own thoughts,,,,,,

Dumbledore did follow what Nicol said and had something to do with him, but what Weston didn't expect was that Dumbledore would let him take Hagrid's place to pick up Harry!

"Please understand, child, there are so many students coming this year, and I think that as the best student at Hogwarts, you wouldn't mind doing a little help to the school, would you?" Dumbledore said so.

I don't mind, who says I don't! Weston wanted to say this, but he had no interest in the savior, and it was no better to accompany his fiancée, tease his sister-in-law, or study magic than to take care of the children.

However, Dumbledore offered a price he couldn't accept - a phoenix egg!

Speaking of the phoenix, Weston had mentioned this matter to Dumbledore before, and even asked the pure-blood families in Britain to find it, but unfortunately there was no whereabouts.

After all, the phoenix is one of the most powerful immortals in the wizarding world, and it is born to move in space, and compared to the wizard's phantom manifestation, the distance is farther and the movement is smaller, and if it is combined with the illusion charm or invisibility cloak, it is simply silent.

Moreover, the ability of the phoenix is not limited to this, the phoenix's song can uplift people's hearts, expel curses, and break the control of the Imperius curse, the tears of the phoenix are the best healing medicine in the world, a hundred times stronger than Bai Xian, and the feathers of the phoenix are still powerful alchemy materials.

It can be said that the phoenix is a treasure, and even if the owner dies, it can be passed on to future generations. According to Dumbledore, his phoenix was inherited from the Brian family.

Of course, there are many more benefits that need not be listed one by one.

It's a pity, even if Weston's eyes are hot, there is no way, after all, the phoenix is too powerful to almost never die, on the contrary, when you are targeted by a phoenix, it is not a very wonderful thing.

Therefore, if Weston wants to get the phoenix, it still depends on him, and the clues about the phoenix egg in Dumbledore's hand can be said to be imperative for him!

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There are very few people on the privet road who don't know the Dursleys, especially their fat son, who is just like his father at a young age. Every time the father and son go out, it is like two balls, one big and one small, and they are their own at first glance.

Of course, they also knew that the Dursleys had an adopted son, and although none of them had admitted it, Mrs. Dursley always said that it was her sister's child.

However, think about it, too, the child of meatballs should also be meatballs, how can it be crab sticks! Although that kid is thinner than a crab stick!

The people took pity on the child, even though they hadn't seen him a few times.

Vernon has had a bad feeling in the last few days, although he doesn't know where it came from, which has led to his mental state not being very good lately.

"Honey, have you been sick lately?" Penny watched her husband wander again at the dinner table and couldn't help but ask with some concern.

"Ah, what?" Vernon came back to his senses, saw his wife's worried eyes, and said apologetically, "Sorry, dear, what did you just say?" ”

Penny glanced at her husband worriedly and repeated it again.

"How is it possible, I am a powerful Dursley!" Vernon smiled comfortingly, then looked at his son, "Are you right, Dudley?" ”

"How would I know!" Dudley said impatiently as he ate the ham, and the ham foam sprayed all over the plate as he spoke.

"Oh, baby, you should swallow your food before you speak!" Penny hurriedly helped her son clean up in front of her, and persuaded her kindly.

"I said, don't bother with me!" Dudley frowned dissatisfiedly and shouted loudly, "Otherwise, I won't eat it!" ”

"Haha, our Dudley has grown up and wants to be independent!" Vernon laughed, "It's not my son!" ”

"Ah, well, dear!" Penny said with a smile.

Dudley looked at his parents, frowned, snorted twice, and continued to gobble up.

Of course, he doesn't eat vegetables, and a sandwich is a mess.

Breakfast was almost over, and as he watched his son and lover go back to his room, Vernon sighed and laughed self-deprecatingly.

I hope I'm thinking too much!

Of course, he didn't forget one thing, feed the kid in the cupboard!

He didn't need any plates, picked up two black breads at random, hesitated a little, took another carton of milk that was about to expire, walked to the cupboard, and knocked on it.

The cupboard was pushed open, and an extremely thin dark-haired boy with a vegetable-looking face sat inside, with a lightning-bolt scar on his forehead.

"Eat, boy!" Vernon said coldly, "This is your breakfast!" ”

"When will my letter be given to me?" The little boy stared at the emerald green eyes and asked in a cold voice.

"I told you, it's the postman's mistake!" Vernon said impatiently.

With that, he threw the food he was holding on to him, closed the cupboard casually, and walked towards his room.

As soon as he entered the room, Vernon saw his wife staring at a torn envelope in a daze.

"Ahem!" He coughed deliberately and pretended to be coming in.

Penny heard this, and hurriedly stuffed the envelope into a drawer, then wiped the corners of her eyes, and quickly returned to normal.

"You're here, dear!" Penny looked at him with a smile, "What do you think of Dudley Baby thinking of buying a baseball bat?" ”

"Ah, of course!" Vernon laughed, "Let me think, how was this Sunday?" Maybe we can go to the zoo too! ”

"No, don't go to the zoo!" Vernon suddenly thought of something and shook his fat head, "Museums are also a good choice, what do you say?" ”

"Of course!" Penny smiled and nodded, not at all looking unnatural.

Vernon took a deep look at his wife, and then talked to her about his thoughts, occasionally glancing at the drawer and skimming over it......

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"1 Privet Road, 2 Privet Road......" Weston muttered as he looked at the map in his hand, little by little looking for his target.

"Ah, here it is!" Weston looked at the small apartment in front of him, exhaled a little, stepped forward, and rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-"

"Wait a minute!" A voice came from inside.

Immediately, Weston heard the sound of "clang" walking. Obviously, the person who came was a behemoth.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and a large, round face with a brown beard appeared in front of Weston's eyes.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Dursley's house?" Weston bowed slightly, and asked politely.

"Yes!" The big round face nodded, "I'm Vernon Dursley!" Excuse me, what's the matter? ”

"Of course! But can you let me in? Weston said with a smile, a glint in his eyes......