Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Chapter 275: Weak women and irritable men

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"... I know you must have been aggrieved recently, but as long as you are safe, everything will be fine. Be careful not to do anything sloppy."

At least, Sirius seemed to understand Harry's feelings.

Yes, Harry also sent a letter to Sirius.

It must be acknowledged that his letter, like Ron and Hermione's, did not disclose to Harry what he wanted to know, but Sirius wrote some cautions and relief, not half-closed, to make him Itching is unbearable.

But then again, Harry basically did as Sirius told him to do. He at least resisted the temptation and tied the box to the broom on the sky, and flew directly to the burrow.

In fact, Harry thinks he has always been very good.

You must know that he was trapped in Privet Drive for such a long time, and he had to hide in a flowerbed in order to hear a little revealing of what Voldemort had done, which made him feel depressed and angry.

However, Sirius told him not to act recklessly, which was really frustrating.

He and Voldemort have an inextricable connection. From the initial confusion to trying to face it now, he has also experienced many messy events.

Probably every wizard sees him, he will call him "the boy who lives in danger"! Now he also seems to have a sense of responsibility ... No, to be precise, it is the feeling of being a "main party".

He couldn't understand why it was as if everyone was avoiding him this time. Is something happening?

Harry thought of it that way, as he crossed Magnolia Crescent Street, turned into Magnolia Road, and habitually walked towards the playground that was getting darker.

But as soon as he took a step, he stopped again.

"Do you want to follow me?"

Harry found that he couldn't say anything ruthless to the woman who seemed to be shrinking, and he could even refuse to follow him in a relatively euphemistic tone.

Even if he was skeptical from the beginning, this woman was actually a beast whose teeth had not yet been revealed.

"But I ... can't go anywhere else ..."

The woman seemed to take a step back from confirming the distance. She had always been sensitive to other people's emotions, and had already noticed Harry's sense of rejection towards her.

"And ..." she whispered. "What you said ... wait until school ..."

"I didn't say I must have taken you there!" Harry concluded.

Perhaps because of the recent moody relationship, and the woman was inexplicably in front of him, when he said this, the volume was increased unknowingly.

The woman froze clearly, and then she felt a sense of cowardice that didn't match her age. Facing Harry, a boy nearly ten years younger than her, she flinched first.

"Ah ... uh ... sorry, sorry ..." The woman took a few steps back again, she looked at Harry helplessly, and then turned away and ran away.

Harry looked at the direction she was leaving, and reached out to the back subconsciously, but then flung his half-stretched hand behind his back in depression.

"What and what! Who is she?"

Harry couldn't help feeling that his irritability index seemed to have gone up a whole level again!

The playground door was locked, and Harry leapt across, walking on the dry grass, inside, as usual, empty with the surrounding streets.

When he came to the swing, he found a Dudley and his friends who hadn't had time to destroy it. He took an iron chain with one arm and looked at the ground with gloom.

Discovered today by the Dursleys, he can no longer hide in flower beds. Tomorrow, he must figure out another way to eavesdrop on the news.

And for exactly the same reason, he has nothing to count on today, and it will be a chaotic night before him.

Incidentally, the scar on his forehead has begun to sting again these days, which really makes him very uncomfortable.

Although he also discovered that the "brain closure" can stop the pain, but that can only stop the pain and cannot prevent it, and he can't keep the brain closed all the time. He can't do it at all.

But he knew that Ron, Hermione, and Sirius would probably not be interested in it. Maca might tell him something, but he couldn't reach him unilaterally, so what's the point?

"No, no one can blame Maca ..."

He had given him the note about the brain closure technique in the early morning. Without that thing, I am afraid he would only be more miserable and not be so unconscience.

But should he wait like that? It's too frustrating ... the inner grudges pile up, making him want to shout out loud.

He is the champion of the top three! Although the champion seems to be hydrated, he can understand it. After all, to say that he had won Maca, it was even unbelievable.

But anyway, he is also a champion! He works very hard too!

In order to pass some weird and thrilling levels, he not only spent twelve minutes to prepare, but also lived in danger in the underground tower.

And what does he get in return? It was trapped in Xiaohuijin District for four weeks, almost lost contact with the magic world, and had to squat in the begonia bushes that were about to die, just to be able to hear the news of the parrot water ski!

The only time I attended an audiovisual conference was a strange pair of violent sisters who took him directly to the scene after being tossed!

These irritable thoughts kept tumbling in Harry's mind, causing his mind to be confused.

At this time, the night had come, and a sultry and soft night had arrived. The air was filled with warm hay, and I could only hear the low vehicle noise from the road outside the playground railings.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting on the swing, but the voice of others interrupted his meditation. He looked up, casting a hazy light on the street lamps in the surrounding streets.

He could see a group of people walking across the playground, one of them humming a vulgar song, and the others laughed. There was a slight tintin, which was the sound of several expensive cars they were pushing.

The one Harry knew who led them was undoubtedly his cousin, Dale Dexley, who was walking towards the house accompanied by his fox friends and dog friends.

Dudley is still as big as he was before, but for a year, he strictly controlled his meals, and newly developed a talent, his physique changed a lot.

Uncle Vernon happily said that Dudley has recently become the champion of the Southeastern Junior Heavyweight Intercollegiate Boxing Competition. This "noble movement" that Uncle Vernon called made Dudley even more daunting.

When Harry was in elementary school, he served as Dudley's first punching bag. At that time, he felt Dudley was powerful enough.

Although now he has no fear of his cousin, he thinks that Du Li's punches are getting more and more fierce and accurate, which is not something to be celebrated.

The children in the neighborhood are afraid of Dudley or even more afraid of that "Porter boy". Adults had warned them that the Potter was an untouchable hooligan and was being disciplined at the St. Bruce Security Center Juvenile Offender School.

Of course, Kazakhstan used a semi-circular part to guess that it must have been spread by his "good" aunt and "good" aunt.

Harry watched the dark figures walk across the grass, wondering who they had beaten tonight.

"Come on, look back, cousin, I'm sitting here alone! Come and try and compare!" He thought dullly.

If Duli ’s violent friends saw him sitting here, they would definitely rush towards him. What would Duli do?

He certainly didn't want to lose face in front of his friends, but he didn't dare to provoke Harry. It was fun to watch Dudley in a dilemma, to laugh at him, and to appreciate the uncomfortableness of his inability to resist.

If anyone else dares to hit Harry, he also has a wand in his hand! Come try it! He was anxious to vent his disappointment on the boys who had made his life like hell!

But all this was just thinking about it, Harry couldn't do that, and they didn't look back, didn't see him, they were almost at the railing.

Halik resisted the urge to call them back, and it was not a wise move to find someone to fight. He must not use magic, or he might be fired from school again.

Dudley's voice gradually disappeared. They went further and further down the Magnolia Road and disappeared from sight.

"You can rest assured, Sirius," Harry thought glumly, "don't do reckless things. Be peaceful and keep yourself. The opposite of what you did back then."

He got down from the swing and stood on the ground, straightening his body again.

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon seem to think when Dudley will show up, this time is the time to go home, as long as it is too late.

Uncle Vernon had threatened to put Harry in a shed if he returned home after Dudley.

So ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Harry held back his yawn and walked towards the gate of the playground frowning.

Magnolia Road, like Privet Road, is full of square houses, and the grass is perfectly trimmed. Their owners are some square, big-headed people, driving spotless cars like Uncle Vernon.

Harry prefers the small Huijin district at night, where windows with curtains show bright jewel-like blocks in the dark.

During the day, whenever he passed by the heads of households, he would always hear the grunts of dissatisfaction with him as a "juvenile criminal", but now there is no such danger.

He walked quickly, and halfway through Magnolia Road, he saw Dudley's gang again. they……

"What are they doing?"

Harry walked into the shadow of a large lilac tree, glanced over it with a probe, and then a stunned expression appeared.

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