"What's the inconvenience, he can't beat me again, besides, isn't there your magic?"

　　 Joanne is not inconvenient at all. After all, Jon denied her new residence two days ago, and then bought a small villa near Manchester.

　　 must be the kind that Joanne can't afford.

　　 Joanne doesn't know why Jon did this. Of course, it may also be because there are many things between the two people that need to be kept secret. It is indeed inconvenient for her to live in the school's staff apartment.

　　 The owl flies around, and she is not a wizard, and there is no way to solve the related influence. It is indeed a good way to live out, and there is also a place to create.

　　 But this is all for the future, and now she is only curious about one question.

　　 "Why are you standing here? Can they still run off the island?"

　　 "Of course not, just look at it."

　　 Jon handed the telescope in his hand to Joanne, then pressed the intercom to let the driver get closer, then turned off the intercom and explained to Joanne:

　　 "Tomorrow is July 31st. Today is the deadline for Harry to reply to the notice. Someone must come. By the way, after they leave, you can go in and write a profile."

　　……

　　 Harry was very uncomfortable staying in the house.

This place is more constrained than the cupboards, because of the storm, the surging waves outside are sweeping under the violent wind and beating the walls of the cabin, and the raging wind also blows the filthy leaves of the house. The windows clashed loudly and felt like they were about to fall down.

　　 Aunt Petunia found some moldy quilts from the house and made a bed for Dudley on the sofa in the outhouse.

She and her husband slept on the pitted, uneven bed inside; only Harry himself managed to find the most unpleasant floor, curled himself up under a thin, torn quilt, barely letting it go. Close your eyes.

The storm outside was getting louder and louder. The thunder mixed with Dudley's snoring noise made him upset. The cold made him shiver and couldn't fall asleep. His stomach began to churn at this time. He stood up and walked by Dudley's side. , Tried to remove a quilt from Dudley's body, but was unsuccessful, just accidentally glanced at Dudley's watch on his wrist.

　　 The hands on the luminous dial were ticking, and the hour hand was already close to twelve o'clock, that is to say, his eleventh birthday was coming soon.

　　……

"coming."

　　 Jon patted Joanne on the back to remind her to pay attention: "The road in front of the cabin."

　　 Joanne hurriedly adjusted the angle of the binoculars and looked at it, but it was a pity that the sky was too dark. She didn't have Jon's magic glasses. It was basically difficult to see who was coming. Only a huge reminder shadow could be seen.

　　 "What is this?" She asked in surprise: "Is this a mountain?"

　　 "Hogwarts hunting ground guard Hagrid, you have seen in the information, the half-blood giant who took Harry away from the ruins of Potter Manor eleven years ago."

　　 Jon looked at the portrait revealed in the glasses. When Hagrid appeared just now, he hadn't seen how Hagrid appeared. He only saw the magical factors dissipating in the air begin to gather before he knew Hagrid was coming.

It should not be Apparition. Hagrid dropped out when he was in the third grade. There should be no way to learn such a high-level curse. But logically, Hagrid is already in his sixties. Although he is forbidden to use magic, he still learns magic. It is not impossible.

　　 Oh, the Phantom Shift Ministry will have records, so it should not be Phantom Shift.

　　 Is that a flying motorcycle?

　　 I didn't hear the sound, Jon thought, it should be some kind of flying magic, otherwise there is no way to explain it.

　　 But while he was thinking about it, Joanne had already put down the binoculars and turned back into the room.

　　 Jon felt the barrier shrink suddenly, raised his hand and glanced at the time, the pointer pointed to twelve o'clock, it should be Hagrid who started smashing the door.

　　 He waved his magic wand to disperse the surrounding barriers, turned and walked into the cabin, and at a glance he saw Joanne sitting at the table with pen and paper and a radio in front of him.

　　 "What are you doing?"

　　 He looked at Joanne who was tuning the radio and asked.

　　 "Monitor, don't you think I only installed a monitor?"

　　 Joanne adjusted the radio without raising her head, knowing that the sound of snoring was replaced by the sound of snoring.

　　 "What did you install the new bug on?"

"On Mrs. Dursley's clothes, I put them on this morning." Joanne complained: "It's really difficult. If I didn't move quickly, and the monitor had to put the signal here first. Turn on."

　　 Jon ignored the investigator's complaint, and sat down to listen to the voice over there.

　　 I can’t watch the live broadcast, but it’s not bad to listen to the live broadcast.

　　……

　　 Harry stood in front of Dudley and watched the pointer on his watch jump a few times. After twelve, he said a happy birthday to himself, and he was about to go back to sleep.

　　 Then he just turned around when he heard a loud noise coming from behind him.

　　 The whole cabin shook because of the loud noise~lightnovelpub.net~ Harry stared at the door, there seemed to be something coming in.

　　 Then there was another knock on the door, and this time everyone in the room finally woke up.

　　 Harry heard Dudley muttering "What sound?", and then saw his uncle crawling out of the room holding the gun and rolling it out, aiming the gun at the door.

　　 "Who is outside?"

　　 Mr. Dursley cried sternly: "I warn you, I have a gun!"

　　 It was quiet outside for a while.

　　 Then the door slammed down from the door frame, making a beast.

　　 The figure behind the door was also exposed, but the human head was not visible.

　　 But Harry saw it right away, because the head was lowered and squeezed in through the door.

　　 It was a man as tall as a hill, his thick beard and tousled hair almost covered his face, and under the lush hair, a pair of black beetle-like eyes were gleaming.

　　 The giant finally squeezed into the room, he arched his waist so that his head just scratched the ceiling.

　　 Then he bent down to pick up the door panel, and easily installed the door on the door frame.

　　 With him blocking here, the sound of the storm outside seems to be reduced.

　　 Harry watched the man turn around with difficulty, and then said, "Can you give us a cup of hot tea? It's not easy to walk like this..."

　　His voice is a bit louder than Mr. Dursley and Dudley combined, and when he walked to the sofa, Dudley was obviously frightened.