Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Silence, silence, Harry thinks that's what keeps your uncle in town.

He didn't seem to believe that Sirius would have that much money, but he didn't believe that they would spend so much effort trying to take over the house, and he was caught up in a paradox.

“Um, um, that Mr. Mason's kid...”

“You mean Ivan?” Harry cautioned.

He knew that in the eyes of Uncle Vernon, the Ivans were the ones with real wealth and status, and had always been an example of their envy for learning.

Of course, this example is limited to the Masons.

Uncle Vernon has lamented more than once over the past few years, and the Masons' biggest mistake is to have a wizard son, and by comparison, having a wizard nephew in their family doesn't seem intolerable.

Out of a desire for higher society, and possibly to maintain that lucrative long-term order, the Dusty family tolerated Evan to an unimaginable height, and on several occasions, they even asked Harry to invite Evan to their home as a guest, contrary to their idea of staying as far away from the wizard as possible.

But this kind of thing happened, and even Harry felt incredible.

“Yes, Evan Mason, of course I remember the boy's name.” Uncle Vernon says, "Are they leaving too? Like us? ”

“Yes.” Harry said, "Ivan said the Masons were going to China. ”

“China?! This is all because the demon king you claim...”

“It's Voldemort!” Harry impatiently said, "We've talked about this a hundred times, not claiming it's true, Dumbledore told you last year, Sirius also told you, Mr. Kingslay and Mr. Weasley..."

Vernon Desiree bowed his shoulder furiously, and Harry assumed that his uncle wanted to get rid of that memory.

Harry had just been on summer vacation for a few days, and two adult wizards came by suddenly. Kingsley Shackle and Arthur Wesley appeared at the door, again causing a very unpleasant shock to the Desirees, who, you know, had just recovered from the scare that Sirius had given them at the train station.

Harry had to admit that Mr. Weasley had ruined half the living room and that his reappearance would certainly not please Uncle Vernon.

“They all explained it!” Harry went on unattended, “When I turned seventeen, the spell that kept me safe would be lifted, and you and I would be exposed, and the Phoenix believed Voldemort would lock you up, torture you, torture me, or take you hostage, and I would go to the rescue. ”

Uncle Vernon and Harry's eyes met, and at this moment Harry believed that the same questions had arisen in their hearts.

Then Uncle Vernon started walking again.

Harry went on to say, "So you have to hide, and the phoenix is willing to help, providing you with the best, tightest protection. ”

Uncle Vernon didn't speak, so he kept coming and going.

“We're going with the Masons…" he said, as if a solution had finally been found.

“I don't think it's possible. The Phoenix has different arrangements. You're too ambitious to be tracked by Voldemort. The Masons had also left a long time ago, and Ivan had made arrangements at the beginning of the summer vacation, and their home might no longer be in England. Besides, what can you do if you follow me to China? ”

“Whatever!” Uncle Vernon muttered, and he took a few more steps to know that Harry was telling the truth, because he had visited Mason's house only a short time ago, where people had gone to the sky. The other day, he had been asking through the company and had learned that the Masons had indeed suddenly decided to invest in China and might not be back for a long time.

It was unusual to leave in such a hurry, and even Mr. Mason's people in the company were surprised.

The only explanation is what Harry said, they didn't go to China for any business, but to avoid the demon king's pursuit.

I wish I had made up my mind sooner, and Desiree was really going to leave with the Masons.

“Isn't there a Ministry of Magic?” Vernon Desiree asked suddenly.

“Nice." Harry was surprised.

“So why can't they protect us? It seems to me that we, as innocent victims, have done nothing wrong except adopt a suspect and deserve the protection of the government! ”

Harry laughed out loud and couldn't bear to laugh.

Uncle is like that, always putting hope in a higher position or in a power department than they are, even in a world of hostility and mistrust.

He first wanted to be with the Masons, and now he mentions the Ministry of Magic.

As if doing so would make him feel safe.

“You should have heard what Mr. Weasley and Kingsley said, more detailed than Sirius.” Harry replied, "We can't contact the Ministry of Magic because the Phoenix thinks the Ministry is mixed up with the bad guys, the Voldemort people. ”

Uncle Vernon stepped back in front of the fireplace and gasped.

dense black mustache also fluctuated and fluctuated, and the big face still rose to purple red.

“All right, all right!” He said he stopped in front of Harry again, "Well, let's just say it, I believe in your bullshit, we accept that protection, but I still don't see why that big Kingslay can't protect us. ”

Harry put up with it so hard that he didn't spin his eyes.

This question has also been raised six or seven times in the past summer.

“I told you.” Harry bites his teeth and says, "Kingslay is protecting Ma... I mean your prime minister. ”

“That's right, he's the best!” Uncle Vernon pointed to a blank TV screen and said.

The Desirees met Kingsley in the news, who followed him quietly when Prime Minister Muggle visited the hospital.

With this, Kingsley also mastered Muggle's clothing tricks, and more importantly, there was something comforting in his low, slow voice that made the Desirees look at Kingsley alone among the wizards, although they had never seen Kingsley Dai's earrings.

“He already has a mission!” Mr. and Mrs. Mason did not ask him to protect them, but accepted members designated by the Phoenix Society, "Harry said. The Wizards of the Order of the Phoenix are trustworthy and protect you. As we said last time, Hessica Jones and Dedallo Digg are better suited for this job...”

“I don't believe it, even if we look at the resume...”

Uncle Vernon lost patience before he finished speaking.

He stood up and walked to his uncle, pointing his finger at the television.

“None of these accidents were accidents, earthquakes, tsunamis, explosions, plane crashes, train crashes, and everything that has happened since we last watched the news. Someone disappeared and died, and he was behind all this, Voldemort. I've told you many times, he's happy to slaughter Muggles. Outside this country, he may have killed many people. In fact, even the fog was created by the Phantom. If you can't remember what the Phantom is, ask your son! ”