116. Complain about them

Looking at Ron, who was unsure and was planning to 'cheat his father', Dudley continued to speak.

"What does your dad work for?"

"Ministry of Magic, Department for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Objects."

Ron replied dumbfounded.

"Where did that flying car come about?"

"My dad bought it from Muggles."

Ron continued.

"Can ordinary people's cars fly?"

"Of course not."

Ron looked at Dudley for some reason.

As if to say that this is not common sense?

"And if you drive and are seen by ordinary people and find out that it was made by Mr. Weasley, what do you think the Ministry of Magic should do?"

Ron reflexively said, "My dad will be expelled." ”

After speaking, his face changed to the same color as pig liver, and he finally reacted.

"That's right." Dudley patted him on the shoulder, not so stupid: "If you are discovered, you may not even be able to keep your job." ”

Not being able to get on the Hogwarts Express was a small thing for Dudley.

"There are so many people here, what is there to worry about."

It's not just a few of them who didn't get on the bus, there are little wizards everywhere, and there are many first-year students.

"So we're just going to wait?"

Dudley shook his head: "No, we can complain. ”

"Complaints?"

Ron didn't know why, and Dudley didn't explain it to him.

"Listen to me, parents."

Dudley raised his voice and said.

Seeing that the parents who accompanied the little wizards turned their eyes one after another, he continued to speak: "This is a serious accident. ”

"As you can see, the passage to the platform is blocked for some reason, and it looks like we're still ten minutes before the train starts, so I think we probably won't be able to make it."

Dudley knocked on the tightly knit pillar, and it rattled, still blocked.

The express train from Kingdom Cross Station to Hogwarts runs only a few times a year, and this is a separate special line.

It's not like there's no other way to get there, like going to Hogsmeade first and then going to Hogwarts.

It's just that this will waste a lot of unnecessary time, and being late is a trivial matter, but for the little wizards in the first year, it can become a lifelong regret.

The entrance ceremony to Hogwarts is once in a lifetime.

"I think someone should be responsible for this, someone should deal with this, and it's not our fault."

"I suggest you contact the Ministry of Magic first, they have always run the Hogwarts Express, and they should come forward and give an explanation."

The wizards present suddenly began to contact the Ministry of Magic in their own ways, of course, the attitude must be unfriendly.

Ron had learned to be obedient at this time, and did not publicize the fact that his father worked at the Ministry of Magic.

Otherwise, the matter will be handled by his father.

That's definitely not going to be a good thing.

"Mr. Dursley." Dudley heard someone calling him.

The only one who would call Dudley in a respectful tone could only be Slytherin for now.

She was indeed a Slytherin, a good-looking girl, and if Dudley's memory was correct, she was very close to Pansy, a member of a small group, and her favorite cookie to chew was her.

It's crunchy, hard, chewy, and delicious.

What's it called?

Dudley reminisced slightly.

That's right, it's Daphne, Daphne Greengrass.

"Hello, Miss Greengrass." Dudley replied politely.

"You remember me! You remember me! ”

It was just a simple polite response, but it seemed to have hit the other party somewhere, only to hear Daphne suddenly scream loudly with emotion, and Ron, who was standing next to Dudley, trembled in fright, and almost threw the blob in his hand out.

"Of course, we are classmates, and we are still from the same academy."

Dudley briefly soothed the other, the screaming making his ears a little uncomfortable.

There is always something inexplicable in the other party's eyes, just like a fan sees a real celebrity.

"Ahem."

Hermione, who was standing next to Dudley, cleared her throat and tried to get the other party's attention, she didn't like the way the girl looked at Dudley, and she was so close that her body was going to be close to Dudley.

"Miss Granger! Live Miss Granger! ”

The other man snorted again, and his emotions were even more excited than before, which startled Hermione, and of course Ron shuddered.

If it was just a fan meeting a celebrity real person, then now it is a fanatical fan meeting a celebrity real person.

Grabbing Hermione's hand was a flurry of questions.

The look of adoration did not seem to be false at all.

"Hello!"

It's okay to say if the visitor is not good, but the other party is a little overwhelmed by this, she doesn't know that she is so popular in Slytherin?

No, isn't Slytherin a pure-blood?

Am I a 100% Muggle wizard?

After a slightly awkward conversation, Daphne seemed to remember something, pulled a timid little girl over to the group, and introduced, "Mr. Dursley, Miss Granger, this is our sister, Astoria Greengrass, is a freshman this year, and she will definitely be a Slytherin as well." ”

At the mention of Slytherin, Daphne was proud.

Astoria has long blond hair and aqua blue eyes, and looks seven or eight points similar to Daphne, making her a very cute little sister.

It's that Dudley is always hiding behind his sister when he is talking to her, and he is a little too shy.

Dudley smiled at her, only to see Astoria's mouth immediately curled and her eyes immediately covered with a layer of mist.

This time Dudley reacted, this is shy, this is obviously afraid of him.

"Oh! Potter, it's Mr. Potter! It's a pleasure to be here with you. ”

Don't ask, it's Daphne's throat that asks, it's obvious that she found Potter this time, but fortunately this time Ron finally didn't tremble anymore, otherwise Parkinson would have been scared out.

Ron looked at his friends around him and thought that he also needed to show a wave of presence.

"Uh-huh."

He did manage to get Daphne's attention.

It's just not the same as he expected.

"Oh, the Weasleys, when did you get here?" Daphne's chin rose slightly, and her tone was three points contempt and seven points arrogance, as if she had seen something dirty, and her eyes were full of undisguised disgust and disgust.

There was a 180-degree change in attitude.

Ron:???

The Ministry of Magic had arranged for someone to arrive late, a young-looking wizard who was surrounded by a group of wizard parents, sweating profusely to explain.

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me, it's just a small accident."

I raised Astoria's age by a year

(End of chapter)