Chapter 2: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
'Hey! β
'Bang~'
A brief slap of power nearly knocked Harry's soul away.
Dudley kept his strength, but this guy was like the horse or something, and the tin bucket had to be dented with a slap, and even adults had to roll their eyes and faint when they slapped their faces.
"Whoa~ Whoa~ Pain!"
Harry's toes twitched as he rubbed his back against the couch, and tears were thrown out of his eyes when he was unprepared.
"Damn you, Dudley! Why did you hit me all of a sudden! β
Harry, grinning teeth, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and glared at the perpetrator beside him.
"Didn't I see you suddenly being stupid! This slap can drive away evil spirits, what devil Satan, a slap will ....."
"Go, go, go...," Harry rolled his eyes angrily as he kicked Dudley aside, "You're stupid, you're possessed by dirty things, I dreamed last night that God's big sister in a bikini was flattering me and inviting me to heaven to be happy." β
"Oh? Are the legs long? β
"Long, more than two meters long."
"Cut, but so, I've dreamed of more than three meters."
The two sat down again, and Harry picked up the letter.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"
As soon as she said this, the plate that Aunt Petunia was holding in her hand, who had just come out of the kitchen because she heard a noise, fell to the ground and fell into a pile of pieces.
"What did you say?!"
Harry had never seen such a nervous Aunt Penny, she almost rushed over, snatched the envelope from Harry's hand, looked at it seriously, looked nervously.....
Suddenly, she went limp, and Harry and Dudley hurriedly reached out and helped her to the couch, and Uncle Vernon also dropped the coffee and newspaper and hurriedly squeezed over.
"What's wrong Penny?" Uncle Vernon asked with concern.
"Harry... He... Vernon...."
Aunt Penny, who was suddenly a little broken, hugged Uncle Vernon, tears streaming down Uncle Vernon's shirt, and her sobs grew louder and louder, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"What the hell is going on, Mom?"
Dudley nervously held his mother's hand and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?" Or is it Harry, what's wrong with him? β
"Isn't this just a prank letter?"
Dudley snatched the letter and tossed it into the fireplace with a few blows.
"Here they are....."
Dudley's arm was grabbed by Penny, and she slowly looked up, looking at Harry with swollen red eyes.
"They're coming for you, Harry.... On this day.... On this day...."
Torrential tears blocked her mouth, making her mouth tremble and open her mouth, but she couldn't spit out a word.
"Don't cry, don't cry, aunt, don't cry."
Harry stepped forward and hugged his aunt, patting her gently on the back.
"Speak slowly, don't worry, I'm here."
After comforting her for a long time, Aunt Petunia slowly put away her crying, she wiped her tears, and took a deep breath to calm her mood.
"Do you know why your uncle and I adopted you, Harry?"
She spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Because my mom and dad died."
"Yes, my sister and my brother-in-law are dead."
Aunt Petunia looked at Harry with distracted eyes, but not like she was looking at him, but at some illusory shadow.
"Lily.... My sister ....."
"She's also received this letter....."
"And then.... After she graduated .... She's dead.... Left a one-year-old you. β
"Some people out there say that your parents are gangsters, and they died in the fire of the gangs, and that's stupid words, and I'm glad you didn't believe those stupid words, but I can't explain it to them, and even you, I don't want to talk about it, too.... Can't. β
"But the day has come after all.... They've found you..."
Aunt Petunia grabbed Harry's hand, the grief in her eyes running wild.
"Then they... And my parentsβ" Harry was slightly silent, "how did they die?" β
"Voldemort."
"Who?!" Harry's brow furrowed.
"An evil dark wizard, a terrorist, a terrible person, he killed your parents."
Petunia spoke softly in a hoarse voice.
"Ten years ago, a man named Dumbledore sent you to our house, and he told me the cause of your parents' deaths, which is what I said, and he said, I am the only blood relative in your world, and my sister protected you with magic before she died, and by my side, this power to protect you will live on until you reach adulthood, until you are seventeen."
"Isn't it eighteen to come of age?" Dudley asked, confused.
"That's their adult years there." Penny shook her head, "They're wizards, they're not the same people as us. β
"It's a dangerous world, Harry....."
"My sister died there, in order to protect more people, she died there, she is my proud sister, how good she is.... Right, Vernon? β
Aunt Petunia looked at her husband.
"yes, she also repaired my watch, the one you gave me, when I fell and broke the dial."
Uncle Vernon glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and the watch had been put away by him, because he had nearly doubled his weight over the years, and he couldn't wear it.
"Jaime is not bad, but he is a little reckless, I guess he is too young and frizzy, haha!"
As if remembering something funny, Uncle Vernon let out a short laugh, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
"Your parents are very good people, very good people, but because of that, they are brave enough to stand up against those bad guys..."
"I don't know how to describe that kind of thing.... Magic...."Aunt Petunia winced, "The world of magic is dangerous, very dangerous. β
"Wouldn't it be better if Harry didn't go?" Dudley grabbed Harry's shoulder and patted himself on the chest, "We'll take the Royal Military Academy together, that's all it said!" β
"But I have to go, right, aunt?"
Harry gently took Aunt Penny's hand and looked her in the eye.
"Yes, since they've come to the door, Harry has to go."
"Why, Mom!"
"Because that's the way to protect Harry, only magic can fight magic, that's what Lily told me back then, some things have to be done, it was her, and now..."
"Knock knock~"
Aunt Penny was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Harry glanced at the wall clock in the living room, it was eight o'clock in the morning.
The person who came to visit Hogwarts as written in the letter had arrived at the door.
"I'll open the door!"
Dudley, with a hint of stubbornness on his face, strode out, and he opened the door, as if intending to open his mouth to scold the incoming people.
But he froze, looking out the door in a daze, exactly like Harry before.
"This is the Dursleys, right? 4 Privet Road. β
A gruff voice rumbled from outside the door.