For the next month, Zhang Xiao drove as she pleased, and there was no clear destination.

He strolls the beaches of the Jurassic Coast and buys cocktails from bartenders in an unknown tavern with a confusion charm.

Swim on the Carrick Rope Bridge and fish on Lake Windermere.

Sneak into Buckingham Palace for a nap and pitch a tent in Glencoe Canyon to look up at the stars.

Riding a horse-shaped monster in Loch Ness, roam freely in the lake.

Having sat in Cambridge and Oxford classes (although I couldn't understand them), he also waved his fists at Old Trafford and cheered for a brilliant goal.

Random, free, practice, and cultivate truth.

"Crackle, crackle" bonfires burned, and the tiny cracking of firewood kept ringing.

Zhang Xiao sat cross-legged in front of the campfire, humming a small tune of the meat skewers on the grill, although it was summer, the night in the valley was still cold.

A month's trip is not long, but the scenery seen on the road, the people and things experienced are the best experience, reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles.

Every little touch is making his life thicker.

Even if he didn't deliberately cultivate, Zhang Xiao could still appreciate his own improvement.

The oiled meat gradually turned brown under the scorching flame, and after sprinkling the seasoning, it was even more fragrant, Zhang Xiao swallowed his saliva and skillfully poked it with chopsticks.

Well, it feels moderate in the hand and should be about the same.

I didn't care about the heat, I just blew two mouthfuls at random, and I couldn't wait to bite into it.

Pepper, cumin, plus that springy taste.

Zhang Xiao smacked her lips and tasted it carefully, it would be too fake to say how delicious it was, and it couldn't compare to a professional barbecue stall anyway.

"Zi~~~~Bo~~~~~"

Humming the background music in the short video, he took out the tent from the Qiankun bag, did not use magic, but looked at the manual and smashed down the fixed steel nails a little clumsily as in his previous life.

Tents are bought casually at outdoor stores, and sometimes a spacious and luxurious magic tent doesn't necessarily have a better feel than a small, ordinary tent.

Human beings are always like this, when they don't have it, they are crazy about it, but after they have it, they start to miss the past, contradictory and awkward.

Zhang Xiao lay on her back on the air mattress and looked out from the transparent skylight of the tent.

The nights here are exceptionally cool, and you can even see the starry sky that you used to see when you were a child lying on the grain field.

In the bright starry sky, you can faintly see the Milky Way in the endless night sky.

Zhang Xiao just quietly looked at the stars in the sky, the bright moonlight, and the insects chirping one after another.

I only feel that the universe is vast, time and space are infinite, what is human beings?

What is Voldemort? It's just ants and dust.

After a while, Zhang Xiao fell asleep.

With his breathing, he immediately switched to the Dao Gate Breathing Method, which had become an instinct over the years.

The misty golden light loomed under the skin, blooming little by little, and finally emerging from the body.

With his breathing, there is a rhythm of retraction.

The moonlight gently sprinkled on his body from above, and under the traction of the golden light, these moonlights turned into wisps of moonlight tulle like substance, and draped over his body.

The true scene is born, the yin is to the yang, the water is flooded with the Xuanlun, the golden dew is slightly mang, the source of Jin is unblocked, the bright Qiongfang is reflected, the air is bright, and the service is flying.

When the first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness and the morning dawn first appeared, Zhang Xiao opened her eyes, only to feel refreshed, and the whole person was indescribably transparent.

According to the custom, I hit the health punch again until a thin layer of sweat appeared.

Zhang Xiao took out a small box and took out a palm-sized mini cabin.

The cottage is unusually exquisite, and even the fingernail-sized windows are real glass.

Not to mention other details.

After looking around, I found a flat place to put the hut down.

Well-wandless spells aren't powerful enough to be used to help them out.

Pull out your wand and aim it at the hut.

Engorgio (Expansion Spell!) ）

The miniature hut swelled and grew in size at such a rapid rate that it became a full-sized room in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiao pushed open the door and walked in.

Inside is a luxurious bath and even a small steam compartment.

I put water on myself with clear water like a spring, heated it easily, and I couldn't wait to jump in.

Either magic is the ultimate self-interest, only unthinkable, nothing can be done.

This portable cubicle is inspired by the movies and anime I've watched in my previous life.

For example, Doraemon travels to the house, and Ant-Man's suitcase building.

I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect it to be really successful, in addition to this portable bathroom, there are portable bedrooms in the Qiankun bag, portable three-bedroom and one living room, portable two-story small building, portable swimming pool.

After enjoying a hot bath, Zhang Xiao put away her things and squinted into the distance.

Next stop, The Burrow!

The box Harry was going to take to school was packed, full of his school stuff and all his treasures - the invisibility cloak he had inherited from his father, birthday presents from his friends, and gloves from Dudley.

It is worth mentioning that Dudley and Aunt Penny also helped out when they cleaned up.

Sirius doesn't seem to know how to confront Penny and Dudley, as it was he who told Vernon the location of the church.

It was also he who finally appeared with the apparitions of the Dursleys, and everyone knew that Sirius was not to blame.

But the carving of time has undoubtedly made the bohemian young master Black mature a lot, he just can't forgive himself, just as more than ten years ago he pretended to be clever to replace the secret keeper of the Brave Loyalty Curse, which led to the tragic death of his best brother.

Harry thought life was strange now, he still didn't communicate much with Aunt Petunia and Dudley at home, but life was different.

They were both trying to treat each other as if they were family, which was a bit awkward, and Vernon's name would be unconsciously mentioned in the occasional chat.

Whenever this happens, the atmosphere immediately cools down and everyone stops talking.

Although Malfoy called and laughed at himself, Harry had to admit that Malfoy was really serious about it.

Aunt Penny got a really great position, right in the Little Whinging area, with a good pay and an easy job.

Harry didn't say anything, but Penny guessed that it must be the nephew's help, and said 'thank you' at dinner.

Because Aunt Petunia has to go to work, Harry does a lot of the housework on weekdays.

Mow the lawn, tidy things up, and Dudley will help you if she comes back early.

It was something Harry hated before, but now he felt like he was willing to do it.

Read books every day, do chores, exercise in the back hut, and occasionally fight with Dudley.

The days are leisurely and comfortable.

Sirius seems to have been busy this summer, and occasionally when he comes back, he only brings some gifts for Harry, and through the godfather's words, Harry knows that all the members of Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix are busy.

They searched the world for hidden traces of the Death Eaters, but it didn't go well.

In the Battle of the Church, the Death Eaters who had suffered heavy casualties seemed to have disappeared from the world out of thin air.

The more this happened, the more uneasy Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix became, and even if no one urged them, the sense of urgency in their hearts still made them work overtime.

"They. Is it five o'clock? ”

Aunt Penny, dressed in a professional attire, stood aside and asked suddenly.

Harry was interrupted from his thoughts and subconsciously replied, "Yes." ”

A day earlier, Mr. Arthur, driven by curiosity, had finally tried to use the telephone for the first time.

After a lot of ridiculous incidents, Harry was successfully contacted.

and agreed to pick him up at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Dudley was also wearing a straight line, and he twisted his bow tie a little awkwardly:

"By car?"

Harry didn't know why Dudley and Aunt Petunia had to dress so formally, and were waiting here.

But seeing that they looked like a more important meeting, I wisely chose to put my doubts in my heart.

"Maybe. Right? Well-at least Mr. Arthur can drive. ”

Harry suddenly remembered the vintage car of Mr. Arthur in the second year, full of personality.

Zhang said that their lives were saved by the classic car, but the classic car disappeared after it was repaired.

It is said that he pursued freedom, and lived happily in the Forbidden Forest, occasionally going to Hagrid for a full-body cleansing.

Just then, a strange sound suddenly came from the fireplace in the living room.

The Dursley's fireplace was sealed with a fake coal-burning stove in front of it.

At this moment, there was a heavy pounding and grinding sound from behind the fireplace.

The three of them immediately set their eyes on the fireplace.

Their questions were quickly answered, and the voices of several people could be heard from behind the sealed fireplace.

"Alas!

No, Fred—go back, go back, probably mistakenly—tell George not to—alas! No, George, I can't squeeze in here, go back and tell Ron—"

"Maybe Harry can hear us, Dad—maybe he'll let us out—"

As a result, several fists slammed into the wall behind the electric stove.

"Harry? Harry, can you hear me? ”

Harry reacted suddenly, Floo Powder! They came through the fireplace.

He hurried over to the fireplace and shouted through the wall to the inside.

"Mr. Weasley? Can you hear me? ”

The sound of fists slamming against walls stopped. There was a man in the mantelpiece who said, "Shhh ”

"Mr. Weasley, I'm Harry...... The fireplace was sealed. You can't get out of here. ”

"What?" Mr. Weasley's voice said, "The fireplace is sealed? And what about winter? ”

"They got an electric stove." Harry explained.

"Really?" Mr. Weasley's voice became excited, "You mean, electrified?" Is there a plug? It's great, I'm going to have to see it...... Let me think......

Kids, kids......" Mr. Weasley's muffled voice said, "I'm thinking about what to do...... All right...... That's all there is to it...... Harry, stand back. ”

Back station?

Wait—is he going to blow up the fireplace?

"N-wait!" Harry held out his hand, just as he was about to say that there were tools over there to take apart.

But I heard a loud "boom", and the sealed fireplace exploded, and the rubble mixed with the debris on the fireplace flew in.

Petunia screamed and fell backwards in fright, and Harry, in a hurry, instinctively pulled out his wand:

"Armor protection!"

But it was Dudley who was faster than him, and he saw Dudley quickly pick up the duster on the sofa and block it in front of Penny.

As if with divine help, the flying debris was removed.

Unfortunately, Harry's entire attention was on the Iron Armor Charm, the transparent barrier that spread out to block most of the clutter, ignoring his cousin's wonderful performance.

Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ron were thrown out along with a large pile of rubble walls.

"It's finally out—"

Mr. Weasley gasped, his glasses crooked to the side, his green robes covered in dust, and he held out his hand.

"Ahh

Dudley immediately remembered the fiery red-haired man, who had worked with a chubby aunt in the church to knock down many people.

He pursed his lips, stepped forward, followed Vernon's example, took Arthur's hand, and said a little awkwardly:

"Hello, I'm Dudley, Dudley Dursley."

Behind him, Penny covered her mouth, and her eyes turned red in an instant. Dudley grew up.

"Oh-yes-I'm sorry, you're Dudley? And that's going to be too different! Arthur shook hands with Dudley and said.

Turning his head to look at the exploded fireplace: "It's all my fault, I'm really sorry, don't worry, I'll get it for you in a while." I'll light a fire, send the kids back, and then I can fix the fireplace for you before I apparition away. ”

Instead of dwelling on the shattered fireplace, Dudley was a little curious:

"Fireplace? Can you travel by fireplace? ”

"Of course!" Arthur was a little surprised, but just as he was madly fond of Muggle stuff, he was also keen to teach Dudley about wizarding things.

"Strictly speaking, Muggle fireplaces shouldn't be connected to the internet - but I have a very good acquaintance in the Floo management team who helped me get it done.

If you're interested, you can take a look at it later when we pass through the fireplace. ”

Ron rushed up and hugged Harry, and said with a wink:

"Man, cool Iron Armor! By the way – how are you doing? ”

He raised an eyebrow at Dudley and Penny.

Harry then remembered that he had just used the spell, and then that Mr. Arthur was here.

He shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's not bad." ”

Good? Ron's mouth grew in surprise, in his memory, every time they came they were saving Harry from the sea of suffering, but this time it was not bad?

They chatted enthusiastically, and Dudley tried to learn what adults looked like, exchanging pleasantries, and awkwardly inviting Arthur's family to sit down for a cup of tea.

Arthur saw Dudley's embarrassment and unaccustomedness, but the wizard didn't mean to laugh, instead, he responded to Dudley with the utmost enthusiasm.

Equally clumsy attempts to praise everything about the Dursleys.

In short, in this strange atmosphere, Harry suddenly found himself and the Weasleys sitting together at the table without knowing when they had been.

Aunt Petunia was boiling tea in the kitchen while they chatted about the weather while eating freshly cooked cookies and apple pies.

Everyone could see that Dudley was trying to keep the conversation going, but he wasn't really good at it, and Arthur was more than willing to ask questions that even children knew.

"Oh? Is that a TV? It's peculiar! ”

"They're electric, aren't they?" He said very knowledgeably, "Ah, yes, I see the plug." I collect plugs,"

He said to Dudley, "And the batteries, I have collected many, many batteries.

My wife thought I was crazy, but you see, I'm right. ”

He was always amazed at everything he saw, like some peerless treasure.

Finally, under Ron's crazy eyes, he remembered something.

"Hello, Harry!" Mr. Weasley said happily, "Have you packed your suitcase?" ”

"Upstairs." Harry put down his teacup and smiled at him.

"Let's move down." Fred immediately volunteered.

He and George winked at Harry and left the living room.

Harry immediately had a sense of foreboding, suspecting that Fred and George were trying to get something up to it, and while the twins were really good, their prankmaking skills were unquestionable.

To everyone's surprise, Dudley also stood up:

"I'm going to help too!"

"Okay." Mr. Weasley said, glancing back at the living room.

The normally spotless living room, now littered with dust and broken bricks, he also stood up and apologized again:

"Uh-hh

Harry followed the big guy up the stairs.

As soon as he arrived at the bedroom, Harry saw Fred and George both have the same evil smile on their faces at the same time.

As if accidentally, Fred slipped a bag of candy out of his pocket.

The sugar was rolling all over the place - large, round toffee toffee, wrapped in colorful icing.

Fred fell to the ground and scrambled to pick up the candy and stuff it back into his pocket, while George exclaimed exaggeratedly:

"Oh - damn it, Fred - this is the best candy we've bought, the best toffee we ever bought!

Pick it up! ”

They were lying on the ground picking it up, but they winked at Harry, and Harry suddenly understood what they were going to do.

This must be enchanted toffee!

If it was in the past, he would have liked to see Dali take care of it, but now it's different, just like Dudley said, man, since he has reconciled, it is really reconciled.

He hurried over to stop him, for he had seen Dudley lying on the ground struggling to reach a few pieces of candy under the bed, and the smiles on Fred and George's faces grew stronger.

"Wait, Fred, George, wait!" Harry whispered to the two of them.

But I heard Fred whisper, "Look, Harry, I'm sure you'll be surprised!"

Just then, Dudley's voice came from behind him:

"Hey—"

The three of them turned around together, and saw Dudley spread out his hand, and two delicious-looking toffees were lying in his palms.

His voice was small, but with great sincerity:

"Your sugar!"

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)