Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

De Dallo was quiet for a while, no one answered. Uncle Vernon still stared at the drum bag in De Dallo's waistcoat pocket with a lot of nerve...

Harry didn't speak either, he was thinking about a suddenly changing plan.

How are the people of the Phoenix going to pick him up without using phantoms?!

“Maybe we should wait outside in the hall, De Dallo.” Hessica whispered. She wanted more. She felt that the Harry and Desiree family needed a mild vein. Maybe they needed to say goodbye to each other in tears. It was inappropriate for them to stay in the house.

“It's not necessary,” Harry muttered.

Without Harry bothering to explain, Uncle Vernon's next words made more explanations unnecessary, and he shouted, "Well, that's goodbye, kid. ”

He stretched his right arm forward and tried to shake Harry's hand, but at the last moment he seemed unable to face it, he shook his hand into a fist, swinging forward and backward like a metronome.

“Ready, Dada?” Aunt Penny asked, checking the buckle of the handbag without looking at Harry at all.

Daryl didn't answer, he stood there, his mouth slightly open, which reminded Harry of the giant Glop, who in a way resembled him.

“Okay, that's it, let's go.” Uncle Vernon said.

He had walked to the front door of the living room and suddenly heard Dali mumble, "I don't understand. ”

“What don't you get, baby?” Aunt Penny looked up at her son and asked.

Dulley raised a ham fat finger to Harry and said, "I don't understand. Why isn't he coming with us? ”

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Penny stuck around and stared at Daryl as if Daryl had just expressed a desire to be a ballet dancer.

“What?” asked Uncle Vernon aloud.

“Why doesn't he go with you?” Dali asked.

“Oh, he, he doesn't want to go!” Uncle Vernon said, turning to look at Harry, "You don't want to go, do you? ”

“Exactly, not at all.” Harry said.

“Come on, this kid's staying here. He volunteered.” Uncle Vernon said to Dulley, "Okay, let's just leave him alone. Let's go. ”

Uncle Vernon walked out of the living room, and the people in the room heard the front door open, but Dali didn't move.

Aunt Penny stumbled a few steps and stopped, staring at Dali.

“What now?” Uncle Vernon appeared at the door again, roaring and asking.

After a moment of seemingly painful inner struggle, he said, "But where is he going? ”

Aunt Penny and Uncle Vernon looked at each other in disdain and had no idea what to say.

Obviously, Dudley scared them off.

At that point, Sega Jones broke the silence.

“Sorry to interrupt, but... of course you know where your nephew is going, don't you?” She asked bewildered.

“Of course we know!” Vernon Desiree said, "Of course he's going with a few people like you, isn't he? His godfather, the killer... Okay, Dulley, let's get in the car, you heard the man, the time is tight. ”

Vernon Desiree walked to the front door again with another big meteor step, but Daryl didn't follow, and Desiree had to stop again.

“With a few of us? ”

Without waiting for him to talk, Hessica seems annoyed.

Harry had experienced this attitude before, and the witches seemed shocked to see that his closest relatives to the famous Harry Potter were so indifferent to him, which seemed to be the most unacceptable thing to them.

“Forget it!” Harry persuaded, “It's nothing, really nothing. ”

“Nothing?” Hessica said, raising her voice very loudly. "How could it be nothing? Do these people know what you've been through? Do you have any idea what kind of danger you're in? Do you know your unique place at the heart of the Revolutionary Movement? We're not running from shame, we're fighting, we're saving the magic world, we're saving this country, you're a hero, Harry! ”

“Uh, don't know, they don't know.” Harry said, "Actually, they probably thought I was a piece of crap, but nothing, I'm used to it. ”

“I don't think you're a piece of shit. ”

Harry wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen Daryl's lips move.

He stared at Dali for a few seconds before finally admitting that it was Dali who was talking, at least he saw Dali's face go up red, and Harry himself was embarrassed and surprised.

“Oh, oh, thank you, Dudley. ”

Darius seemed to be dealing with some difficult thoughts again, not knowing how to say it, he opened his mouth for half a day and finally murmured, “You saved my life. ”

“You can't say that!” Harry said, "It's mainly because of me, and it was your soul that the Dementors were going to abduct...”

He measured his cousin curiously, who had had little contact with the previous summer, and Harry returned to Virginity Road for a short time and was always in his room. After Sirius warned, the Dusty family also forbade Darius from approaching Harry, especially after the dementor attack.

Knowing this, Harry came to realize that the cold tea he had kicked might not have been a prank at all. He was moved but relieved to see that Dali's ability to express his feelings seemed exhausted.

Dali opened her mouth, blushed, and stopped talking.

Aunt Penny cried and rushed over.

Hessica Jones looked at her praiseworthy, but did not expect Aunt Penny to rush over to hug not Harry, but Dulley, who was furious.

“Really, really sweet, Dada...” She cried on Dali's wide breasts, "What a lovely child, child, will, will say thank you...”

“He never said thank you!” Hessica said angrily, "He just said he didn't think Harry was a piece of shit! ”

“Yeah, but that came out of Daryl's mouth, like ‘I love you’.” Harry said.

Aunt Penny continued to hold on tight to Dulley, as if Dulley had just rescued Harry from a burning house. Harry looked angry and amused.

At this point, Uncle Vernon impatiently walked over.

“We're not leaving yet!” He yelled and looked at Harry very unnaturally, "Look, kid, I don't think you're a piece of crap either, but I don't like you, right, I don't know if anybody said that, you look like your dad, much like him, and since we first met that night 18 years ago, I've recognized what a character he is, arrogant, powerless, impolite, ridiculous, you like to mock people, and you and he are almost a mold carved out, just as annoying as he was when he was a kid, but... damn it, we can't go anywhere, isn't it? ”

He waved his hand so hard that the words could not go on.

Harry was also stuck, and Uncle Vernon mentioned that he and his father first met eighteen years ago, and no one ever told him about it.

Obviously, that meeting was very unpleasant.

Eighteen years ago, the year his parents graduated from Hogwarts, the year his parents got married.

A lot happened that year, and Uncle Vernon's hatred for Harry seemed to stem from it.