Located at No. 4 Privet Road, Lesser Whinging, southwest of Surrey, London, there is a family that thinks it is very well-behaved, they never care about mysterious and strange things, they are very avoidant of such events, they think that they have always kept up with the development of science and technology of the times, and naturally advocate and encourage science, there is nothing that science cannot explain, and they don't believe in those evil ways at all.

Vernon Dursley was the breadwinner of the family and worked as a senior executive at a drilling rig production company called Browning. He was tall and burly, so fat that he barely had a neck, but he had a big beard. His wife, Petunia Dursley, was thin and had blonde hair, and her neck, contrary to her husband's, was almost twice the size of normal, making her more likely than others to peer through the fence and spy on her neighbors. They have a son who is over 1 year old named Dudley. In the couple's hearts, Dudley is the best child in the world.

They live a normal and ordinary life, proud and contented, but they have a secret that they are very afraid of being discovered, and if the secret is exposed, they cannot bear the consequences. Petunia actually has a younger sister, although they haven't seen each other in over 4 years, and that is Lily Potter.

Although the two are related by blood, Petunia has disliked her sister since she was a child and is even a little jealous, but she has never admitted it. Since they got married, they have never allowed Lily's family to visit, as if she could pretend that she never had a sister.

On November 1, 1981, it was a normal Tuesday, and it was as usual except for the fact that the dense clouds outside the house blocked out the sunlight and looked a little dark. Vernon hummed a little tune and looked in the mirror after tying his tie, satisfied. Petunia put breakfast on the table and babbled as she put the squeaky Dudley in the baby chair.

A tawny owl flapped its wings and flew past the window, but no one cared. Vernon drove his car to work at the company, caught a glimpse of a cat on the corner of the street looking at the map, released the steering wheel with his right hand and rubbed his eyes to look at the corner again, this time the spotted cat was still there, but there was no map, he thought that it might be that he didn't sleep well last night caused a delusion, shook his head and drove the cat away from his mind, and continued to go to the workplace, he hoped to complete a big order for a drilling rig today.

As we were fast into the city, the roads became congested and the speed of the car had to slow down. While waiting, he looked around idly and suddenly saw a group of people in strange costumes on the side of the road, all wearing cloaks. Vernon thought it was the new fashion that young people were bored with, but he didn't like this weird fashion the most. As the crowd got closer and closer, he saw that the people under the clothes were not only young, but some of them even looked older than himself, and they were actually wearing an emerald green cloak. No shame! When the traffic finally moved, he retracted his gaze and started the car to go back to work, thinking that maybe there was some theme activity or something, and when he entered the company parking lot, he once again forgot what he had seen and immediately went to work.

Vernon finished his morning's work and took advantage of his lunch break to buy a bun at the bakery across the road to get some exercise. When he saw the cloaked people again, he was a little depressed because of the joy of going well at work, and he didn't know why, but he just found them annoying. They walked past him on a chatter.

"Yes, Mr. and Mrs. Potter, that's what I've heard—"

"-That's right, their daughter, Harper-"

Vernon stopped in horror and became uneasy, turned and rushed back to his office, grabbed the microphone and prepared to call home. Just as he was about to dial the phone, he hung up the phone, stroked his beard, and thought about it. Potter is a very common surname, even Harper is a very common name, it has been more than a year since his sister-in-law told him that the child was born, he has never seen the child, and he is not even sure if his name is Harper, there is no need to disturb his wife with uncertainties and upset her.

Despite his decision not to tell his wife, Vernon had no intention of working and simply came home from work on time. As soon as I walked out of the company gate, I was hit by an old man and almost fell, "I'm sorry." Vernon whispered, and then saw that the man was wearing a violet cloak, and although he was almost knocked down, he was not half angry, but smiled, "You need not apologize, noble sir, because nothing will make me angry today!" I'm so glad that the 'mystery man' is finally gone! Even Muggles like you should celebrate this great day! The old man's voice was shrill and piercing, and he hugged Vernon's waist and left.

Vernon froze in place, unable to imagine that a stranger had just hugged him and called himself a "Muggle" with an unknown meaning. He just wants to drive home right away, and that's what he does. But when he got home and got out of the car, he saw the spotted cat sitting on the courtyard wall of his garden in the morning, and he was sure that this cat was the same as the one in the morning: the lines around the eyes were exactly the same. This made him even angrier and shouted at the cat, "Go away!" Go away! ”

He felt the cat seem to glare at him, was this really a normal cat? He took a deep breath, straightened his appearance, and opened the door. Over dinner, Petunia gushes her husband about the gossip she heard today and the whereabouts of baby Dudley. Vernon has decided to keep silent about what he has seen and heard today, and just go along with it. After lulling Dudley to sleep, he heard the news on the television: "'Finally, according to bird watchers everywhere, owls across the country are behaving abnormally today. Normally, they hunt at night and rarely show their faces during the day, but today, owls fly around at sunrise. Experts also can't explain why owls change their sleeping habits. The newscaster said this, grinning, 'It's amazing.' Now I'll hand the microphone to Jim McGurgwe and ask him how the weather is like. Jim, is there going to be owl rain tonight? ''Oh, Ted,' said the weather announcer, 'I don't know, it's not just owls behaving abnormally today. Witnesses from all over the country as far away as Kent, Yorkshire, Dandi and other places have called and said that we had predicted rain yesterday, but instead of rain, it turned out to be a meteor! Maybe people will have a bonfire night that should have been held a week later, friends! But I assure you, there will be rain tonight. ’”

Vernon listened to the bizarre events in the news report and combined with what he heard and saw today, and decided to reveal a little to his wife, cleared his throat, looked at Petunia who came to the living room with two cups of tea, and said, "Hmm—Petunia, honey - has you heard anything about your sister lately?" ”

"Nope! Sure enough, Petunia was angry, but wondered if they would normally mention that they had a sister.

"There's something strange about the news today, and I've seen a lot of strange things today." Vernon muttered.

"So what?" Petunia was blushing at this point.

"I want to... Possible... Maybe... It's related to their kind of people. Their daughter—just a little younger than Dudley, right? Vernon cautiously tested.

"I think so." Petunia's tone tended to be cold.

"What's her name?"

"It's Harper, and I don't like the common name at all."

Vernon's heart sank after hearing this, and he stopped discussing. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for him.

At midnight, the cat on the garden wall jumped down and turned into a woman, it was Minerva McGonagall, she came to the silver-haired old man Albus Dumbledore who came from a distance, and when Albus used a silver lighter-like thing to extinguish the street lights around him, Minerva slowly spoke, "Good evening, Albus, did you really decide to give Harper to the Dursley family?" ”

"That's the only family she has left in this world."

"Albus, although they are relatives of Harper, I really can't agree with your decision this time. I've been watching them all day, and I don't think there's a second person like you and me. And they had a son, who kicked her mother all the way down the street, clamoring for candy. You can't let Harper live here. ”

"My professor, don't worry, this is the best place for her, I left a letter for her aunts and uncles, and when she grows up, they will tell her everything." Albus comforted Minerva.

"Dumbledore, do you really think a letter will explain everything? There's no way they can understand Harper, and you've seen the mess today, I'm sure the brainless Dedalus Diggle did it, and even the Muggles noticed that something must have happened, and it was on the TV news after all. Minerva said annoyedly.

"Oh, you can't blame them either, after all, it's been 11 years since there was nothing to celebrate. You should have been there to celebrate, but I've had no less than 12 parties along the way! It's a pity that I didn't eat a piece of lemon snow treasure. Albus said regretfully.

"No, thank you. When I think of Lily and James, I can't believe it's true. And poor Harper lost his parents at such a young age, and although I've heard that Harper made Voldemort lose his mana and let him go, I really can't figure out why he had to kill Harper, and why he couldn't. But because of this, she will be very famous, become a legend, and become a household name. It would not be surprising if there would be a festival named after her in the future. ”

"Yes, you're absolutely right. It is precisely because I hope that she will not be carried away by fame that it is more beneficial for her to keep her away from all this. Wouldn't it be better to let her know when she can accept all of this calmly? ”

Minerva thought for a moment, then stopped talking. A low rumble pierced the silence around them. They looked up at the sky and saw a giant motorcycle descend from the sky and stop in the street in front of them. Hagrid got out of the car with a roll of blankets in his thick arms.

"Rubeus, you're finally here. Where did you get this motorcycle? Albus quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sirius lent it to me, and I brought Harper, sir." Hagrid handed the blanket to Albus.

"Are you okay on the road?" Albus carefully took the blanket.

"No, but the house was almost completely destroyed. She had been asleep all along, and Sirius had given it to me before saying she had examined it and was in perfect condition. Hagrid hesitated, "Sir, I don't think Sirius will hurt James, Sirius is innocent, but the people from the Ministry of Magic took him away. Just because he was at the scene of the crime. ”

"Yes, I believe Sirius too, but it is difficult to convince the public based on our testimony alone, after all, in order to divert attention and hide people's eyes, everyone knows that Sirius is a secret person, and he has always been a member of the Black family, and it is difficult to stand up for refuting the reason now, I will try my best to deal with the Ministry of Magic, at least to ensure his safety."

"I really didn't expect Peter to betray them, they had such a good relationship." Minerva was disappointed.

"Alright, we'll talk about Sirius later, let's get things done first." Albus walked over to Dursley's door.

"Can I say goodbye to her?" Hagrid asked. He put his unkempt head in Haper's face, kissed her forehead, and howled like a wounded dog.

"Shhhh Don't wake Muggles up. Minerva snapped in.

"No, I'm very sorry. I just can't accept that Lily and James are dead, and poor little Harper is still living in a Muggle house. Hagrid sobbed, pulling out a large, stained handkerchief and burying his face in it. Minerva nodded in agreement and gently patted Hagrid on the shoulder.

Albus placed Harper on the steps of the gate, stuffed the envelope into the blanket, rang the doorbell, and the three of them stared at the blanket for a full minute one last time, and after saying goodbye, they left in the same way as before, and before leaving, Albus took out the silver lights out again to light the streetlights, looked back at the blanket in the distance and muttered "Good luck!" Harper。 ”

The door to Dursley's house opened, and the couple looked at Harper, who was wrapped in a blanket on the doorstep, and the envelope with the Hogwarts seal in the blanket, and fell into deep fear. Petunia picks up Harper and hands it to Vernon, opening the envelope first. After reading the contents of the letter, Petunia made a decision in her heart. But at this time, everyone, especially the Dursley family, did not know that the peaceful life was about to be broken, and thought that everything was still under control. Harper still showed no signs of waking up, and had no idea that she was about to spend the next 10 years in a Muggle family that was extremely demonic. At this moment, wizards from all over the country are gathering in secret, and people are raising their glasses and whispering, "Bless the immortal child - Harper Potter!" ”