Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 1300: Talk and abuse

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"Okay, can we assume that you have invited me into your living room?" Dumbledore said.

No answer, but he is obviously very good at dealing with this situation, and he has already walked to the living room.

Harry hurried down the last few stairs and followed Dumbledore into the living room.

In the living room, Dumbledore sat down on the armchair closest to the fireplace.

He looked at everything in the room with goodwill, and it seemed completely out of harmony with his surroundings.

"Are we going now, sir?" Harry asked anxiously.

"Go, of course you have to go, but there is one thing I need to discuss with your aunt and aunt first." Dumbledore said.

"What?" Uncle Vernon also entered the living room, and Petunia stood beside him. "What do you want to tell us?"

"Well, I think Harry Godfather Sirius · Black must have told you when I visited more than a month ago ..."

"Don't mention that murderer to me!" Uncle Vernon shouted.

"He is not, he has not killed anyone!" Harry argued loudly.

"Shut up, boy, I only believe in our own newspaper, not you guys tell me ..."

"Sorry, I think if everyone is talking in the living room, such high pitch should not be used." Dumbledore said softly, he suddenly pulled out wand(s), and it was almost Harry. Sit down and talk. "

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stepped back together, staring at wand(s) in horror.

Do n’t seem to notice their expressions. Dumbledore ’s wand(s) waved lightly, and the sofa rushed past, hitting the Dursley couple ’s knees.

They didn't hold their feet all at once, and they all fell on the sofa and rolled together.

wand(s) waved again, and the sofa whizzed back to its place.

"We can also be more comfortable." Dumbledore said happily, his wand(s) did not put down.

"Sir?"

"Okay, Harry, you sit down too!" Dumbledore said.

Harry sat down on the other armchair, trying not to visit her aunt and aunt, they seemed so scared that they could not speak, they thought that Dumbledore was a real wizard(s), and there was no more anger like that just now. Look.

"I thought you would let me have something to drink." Dumbledore said to Uncle Vernon, "It seems that this expectation is optimistic to a ridiculous level."

For the third time, wand(s) waved gently, and a dirty wine bottle and five glasses appeared in the air.

The bottle automatically comes over to fill each cup with honey-yellow liquid, and then the cups float to everyone in the room.

The other cup disappeared, and Harry guessed it was for Dudley.

Sure enough, the next second, Dudley screamed and ran downstairs, clutching his butt.

After seeing Dumbledore, he screamed in horror, hiding behind his parents.

The head with yellow hair poked outside the neckline of the striped pajamas, and it did n’t look like he was growing on his body.

"This must be your son Dudley?" Dumbledore said.

"Oh, baby Dada, how are you, and are there any uncomfortable things ..." Aunt Petty put Dudley in her arms.

"What did you do to him, what did you do to him?" Uncle Vernon asked.

"Do n’t be excited, I did n’t do anything, just wanted to ask him to have a drink." Dumbledore said, "This is the best oak mead made by Madam Rosmerta, but you do n’t seem to like it."

Dumbledore said a toast to Harry, and Harry took a sip of his own glass of wine.

He has never tasted this kind of thing before, but he likes it very much.

Seeing them drink it, the Dursley family quickly looked at each other in panic and became more nervous. They tried to avoid their cups, which was not easy because the cups kept hitting The head reminded them that Harry could not help but wonder if Dumbledore was deliberately making a prank.

"Don't you really plan to try it? This drink tastes good." Dumbledore said.

"Enough is enough, what the **** do you want to tell us!" Uncle Vernon once again found the courage, fiddling with both hands, and making the cup farther away from himself, "like the wizard(s) who visited last time. , Say it quickly, and leave the house with the kid. "

"You seem to have a deep misunderstanding about wizard(s), but this is not to blame you, some people did not play a good role." Dumbledore said, "It is still serious, you are undoubtedly aware, Harry I will be an adult in another year ... "

"No!" Aunt Petunia said, this was the first time she spoke after the arrival of Dumbledore.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Dumbledore asked politely.

"No, he is not yet an adult. He is one month younger than Dudley. Dudley will not be 18 years old until the following year."

"Ah, the algorithm of muggle(s)." Dumbledore said kindly, "but in the wizard(s) world, he will be an adult when he turns seventeen."

Uncle Vernon mumbled a "ridiculous" sentence, but Dumbledore ignored him.

"You already know that now that the name Voldemort's wizard(s) is back in this country, he and his followers are spreading fear and launching various attacks all over the world. The wizard(s) community is currently in an open battle. Status. "

With regard to the Dumbledore statement, the Dursley couple did not respond.

In their view, the war between wizard(s) is undoubtedly far away from them, and they have not heard any clues.

Although there have been too many natural disasters this year, it has nothing to do with war.

As long as Harry can leave here, they are safe, which is probably the idea of ​​Uncle Vernon since last year.

"Well, you know, Voldemort has tried to kill Harry many times, and now Harry's is in a more dangerous situation than when I put him on the steps of your house fifteen years ago. I left a letter at the time explaining that he 'S parents have been killed and hope that you will take care of him like you treat your children. "

Dumbledore stopped. Although his voice was still relaxed and calm, and there was no slight anger on his face, Harry felt a chill in him, and the Dursley family shuddered suddenly.

"You did n’t do what I said, you never regarded Harry as your own son. What he got in your hands was neglect and frequent abuse. Unfortunately, unfortunately, he at least escaped your The terrible injury caused by the unlucky boy sitting among you. "

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon both turned their eyes instinctively, and seemed to think that it would be Dudley, but someone else, who was crowded among them.

"We abuse Dudley? What are you ..." Uncle Vernon said angrily.

But Dumbledore raised a hand to signal quiet, and the room immediately calmed down, as if he had turned Uncle Vernon into a dumb.