July 1991, London, England, Privet Road, 8 p.m.

Dumbledore arrived with a phantasmagion, tall with a silver beard and hair long enough to fit into his belt.

Taking out a silver lighter, he flicked it open, and with a click, the nearest street lamp went out with a pop.

Twelve clicks in a row, all twelve street lights on the entire road went out.

Cloaked, Dumbledore stepped on a pair of high-heeled boots with buckles and arrived at 4 Privet Road.

It was the home of the Dursleys, and it was the home of Harry Potter!

After the owl sent Harry Potter an acceptance letter to Hogwarts, Hogwarts received a reply from Harry Potter.

The content of the letter is simple, he refuses to go to Hogwarts and refuses to become a wizard.

Everyone else can say no, but Harry Potter can't.

Is there anything more ironic in the British wizarding world than the fact that the boy who never died became a Muggle?

They'll be laughed at for decades, right?

Originally, Professor McGonagall wanted to come in person, but Dumbledore decided that he might as well come himself. He wanted to see if this Harry was influenced by that man, as he had guessed in his heart.

"Knock knock......" he knocked on the door of the Dursleys.

"Who?" Soon there was a voice, followed by the sound of slippers moving.

"You ......" It was Mrs. Dursley, who opened the door and was about to say something, when she was startled by Dumbolido's disguise.

It was a similar outfit to her sister.

But now she doesn't have to care about other people's eyes, she was surprised, but still said very politely: "Who are you looking for?" ”

"I'm so sorry that I'm here to find Harry Potter on this night!" He looked at Mrs. Dursley and said apologetically.

"Welcome! Nothing to apologize for! Looking for Harry's words? You'll have to go upstairs to find him yourself! Mrs. Dursley welcomed Dumbledore into the room.

Dumbledore entered the room, his blue eyes behind the half-moon lenses, and he looked into the room carefully.

The décor in the house is very beautiful, and the feet are covered with handmade wool carpets from Afghanistan. The furniture and sofas are all high-end goods, and even the tea set on the table is made of fine glazed porcelain. There are patterns of cranes and mountains on it.

"Sit down and have a drink?" Mrs. Dursley motioned for Dumbledore to sit down and said, "My husband Vernon is still working overtime!" ”

"You are free. Is your husband still working overtime so late? Dumbledore didn't sit down, but said.

"He is now the owner of a multinational agricultural machinery company, and he is very busy every day!" Mrs. Dursley said proudly.

Multinational agricultural machinery company? What is that? Dumbledore muttered to himself. But he politely said, "Can you take me upstairs to see Harry?" ”

"Of course! Of course!! Mrs. Dursley said as she walked ahead and said, "This way, please!" ”

The two of them went up the stairs, and when they reached the second floor, they saw the doors of several bedrooms, one of which had someone talking behind it.

"Dalí! You're dead again! ”

"No, no, no, it was an accident......

"If you go on like this, you're going to drag me down and make it impossible for me to break the last record."

"Harry~ brother, let's continue my life!"

Mrs. Dursley, hearing their conversation, angrily pushed open the door of a large room, and yelled at her son Dali, "Dali, you're playing a game again!" Have you finished your homework? ”

The chubby Dali was having fun when he suddenly heard his mother's roar and said very aggrievedly, "But Harry never does his homework and doesn't go to school!" ”

"Harry is not like you!" Mrs. Dursley, when she saw her son talking back, wanted to beat him, but now an outsider was there. I had to twist my ears and take him away.

"Harry, you're being found!"

Mrs. Dursley had closed the door as she left, leaving only Dumbledore and Harry Potter in the room.

This room is very big, not only has a big bed, but also a bookcase, wardrobe, fridge as well as TV and games console, and even a balcony!

Dumbledore looked carefully into the room and saw Harry sitting on the small sofa in front of the game console, half-lying with the controller and saying to him, "Hello, please sit down, what's the matter with me?" ”

It doesn't look like an eleven-year-old boy, but like a mature adult.

"I am the Headmaster of Hoglife, Albus Dumbledore. Mr. Potter, we meet again. Albus looked at the eleven-year-old boy in front of him, who was more than 1.6 meters tall, and said.

"Oh~ We've seen it before? Hogwarts ...... Is that the school that sent the letter with an owl? Harry said.

"Years ago, we did see it. Owls are a means of communication between wizards, and Hogwarts is a school of witchcraft and wizardry. It has a history of more than a thousand years. Dumbledore sat down next to Harry Potter and turned a cushion into a kitten.

The kitten, which looks like an English bobtail, meows at Harry and begins to lick its paws.

"That's magic."

"Oh~" Harry Potter just let out a faint "oh" and said, "I'm not interested." ”

Dumbledore was about to say something, but Harry Potter choked back with an "oh" and a "no interest".

Shouldn't it, aren't all the little wizards screaming when they see magic?

How can you still not be interested in magic.

How did he know that there was a little insignificant power from a certain person who came from a higher dimension and fought endlessly, and suddenly he didn't want to return to his body, thinking about wandering under the heavens.

Look at the world from a different perspective.

At this angle, it is lying flat!

As for struggle, isn't it good to let other people come to the things of struggle?

For example, his cheap uncle-in-law made him change from an agricultural machinery salesman to a boss of multinational agricultural machinery exports.

Waiting for the great changes in the world in the second half of this year can make him, a cheap uncle, earn endless money.

As for letting him pretend to be young and go to school with a group of children?

How can it be? He can't pull this face off!

"However, if the magic on your body is not controlled, it is very likely to hurt the people around you." Dumbledore thought for a moment and said, "Magic needs reasonable guidance, which is also the original intention of Hogwarts to help those teenagers with magical talents master magic. ”

"Oh~" Harry Potter still said "oh", and said casually, "It's okay." I could feel the magic, they were lazier than me, they couldn't even move. ”

"......" Dumbledore felt a little brain pain, obviously an eleven-year-old child, how could he be this character!

Full of old salted fish!

You can't just take a spell from Voldemort and break this kid's head, right?

(End of chapter)