Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Harry went back to his room, reconfirmed his case, confirmed that there were no omissions, and began to wait restlessly.

Time seemed to slow down so suddenly that he sat by the window of the bedroom where the two intersections of Sadako Road were clearly visible.

He picked up the brochure and tried to get himself to read it.

But it was hard to do, and every few minutes he couldn't help but look up and look out the window.

Almost there. Where's Dumbledore? Harry read the letter again.

Perhaps it was not written by Dumbledore at all, but a joke, a prank or a trap.

Harry suddenly had some regrets, so why didn't Hedwig write Evan or Hermione a letter asking about it?

A week ago, Harry received a letter from Hermione knowing that she was currently at Ivan's house.

In order not to disturb the two of them, he had endured not to write and he did not want them to worry about his affairs.

Hermione must have a lot to say to Ivan, and Harry would love to see his two friends finally come together.

They also went through a lot together and didn't finalize their relationship until after the Christmas ball at the Triwizard Tournament.

Ron didn't seem too optimistic about it, and he secretly told Harry that Ivan and Hermione were both too smart to end up apart.

Harry didn't want that, but he also thought two too smart people would be tired together.

Of course, Harry is not qualified to say anything about this.

Last year, he and Autumn Zhang had their first date, and the two disappointed.

Until now, he wasn't sure if he still had feelings for Autumn, but if he'd been smarter...

Just as Harry Huth was confused, the minute hand of the alarm clock pointed to twelve, and it is now eleven o'clock midnight.

Almost simultaneously, the street lights out the window suddenly went out.

Suddenly the darkness woke Harry up like an alarm bell, and he held his glasses together and moved his cheek against the glass, sticking his nose against the window, closing his eyes and looking down at the sidewalk.

At this moment, a tall figure in a long cloak is walking down the garden trail.

When the doorbell rang, Harry jumped like an electric shock and flipped the chair.

“Damn, can't this Dumbledore wizard keep his voice down," said Uncle Vernon in the living room downstairs, "he wants the neighbors to know we're secretly hosting a wizard? ”

When Harry opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, he heard a low, gentle voice saying, "Good evening. I'm sure you're Mr. Desiree. I'm sure Harry told you I was coming to pick him up, wasn't he? ”

“Yeah, that kid told me, just a few hours ago, it was too hasty!” Uncle Vernon said, "You should have notified us a few days ago so we could be ready, not...”

Harry flushed down the stairs one step at a time and braced his footsteps as he was several more steps from the bottom of the building.

A thin tall man stood at the door with silver-white hair and beard hanging all the way to the waist.

His eagle hook had a pair of half-moon shaped glasses on his nose, a black travel cape and a pointed hat on his head.

Vernon Desiree's beard is almost as dense as Dumbledore's, but black.

He was dressed in a very formal suit, which was deliberately prepared and looked particularly silly, and his little eyes were staring at someone.

“I'm really sorry, I think there must be some misunderstanding in this, and I'm sure Harry was notified four days ago about my coming.” Dumbledore was kind enough to say, "But it doesn't matter, you seem prepared, and we can assume that you have invited me into your home. Now that the situation is volatile, it would be unwise to stay too long at the door. ”

He skilfully crossed the threshold and closed the door behind him.

“It's been a long time since I've been here.” Dumbledore looked at Uncle Vernon from the eagle hook nose and turned to the potted plant behind him, "it must be acknowledged that your Hundred Lotus was flourishing and it was carefully cared for. ”

Vernon Desiree didn't say anything, seemed unsure of what to say, but Harry believed he would soon relax.

Something on Dumbledore seemed to hold his breath for a while, perhaps because of Dumbledore's remarkable witchcraft, perhaps just because even Uncle Vernon could feel that he had difficulty showing off in front of this man.

“Ah, good evening, Harry!” Dumbledore looked at Harry from behind the half-moon lens with a very satisfied look on his face, "it was wonderful to see you. ”

The sentence seemed to wake Uncle Vernon, who snorted heavily.

Obviously, for him, anyone who can look at Harry and say "great” will never be able to reach a consensus with that person.

“Well, I didn't mean to be rude about your visit tonight...” he said, disrespecting every syllable in the conversation.

“Nevertheless, we often encounter unexpected disrespect.” Dumbledore took his word seriously, "Better not say anything, dear man. Shouldn't you kindly invite me into the living room? Ah, this must be Penny. ”

The kitchen door opened and Harry's aunt stood there dressed officially.

Ivan knew it was one of her best clothes, and he saw his aunt show off to the neighbor's wife last year.

Although Dumbledore was not welcome, she went to the kitchen to prepare some refreshments.

But now, seeing a living wizard in front of her, her long horse face is still full of horror.

“Albus Dumbledore.” Dumbledore noticed that no one had introduced him and said, "Of course, we did. ”

Harry thinks it's funny to remind Penny Dumbledore in this way that she once sent her a yelling letter, but Aunt Penny didn't disagree with that statement, which she apparently remembers fresh.

With a bang, Harry heard Daryl's door heavily shut.

Normally, he stays in the living room for bedtime sweets and watches boring evenings on TV.

Harry is almost oblivious to what television looks like, he has never been invited to watch it together, and this obviously does not exist in the magic world, and only people like Mr. Weasley who have a special passion will be interested in television.

But he couldn't figure out how the TV worked, and he repeatedly asked Harry how Muggles put people in small boxes.

Turning to the current somewhat awkward situation, Dali was clearly warned not to hide in his room.

In the face of Dumbledore, the Dusty family's reaction was embarrassing.

For a while, silence surrounded the house.