Chapter 301 Letter
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 301 Letter
It's one o'clock in the morning.
It was pitch black outside Privet Drive, and there was no sound.
Occasionally you can hear stray cats rummaging through litter, or owls flapping their wings.
Harry's stomach was churning now, his intestines twisted into a ball.
He was very hungry.
Since the last time Harry and Uncle Vernon argued about leaking,
—said he knew he was in this situation when they told Aunt Marge that he was sent to the [St. Bruce Safe Center School for Delinquents].
Beneath Uncle Vernon's swollen, purple face,
For the past two days, he has only survived on two pieces of sour bread and a glass of water.
(However, Harry thinks that the reason why Uncle Vernon is so angry, apart from exposing them to slander him secretly, is also partly because he is afraid that he will use magic to spy on them,
—Who would go to see them, Harry thought that the summer vacation would be enough for him, he really didn't want to have any more contact with them)
Harry lay face down on the bed, the sheets draped over his head like a tent.
He carefully shines an envelope with a battered flashlight.
This was a letter from his friends, Ron and McGuffin, in the middle of the night two days ago.
Harry looked through it over and over again, tirelessly.
Some places can even memorize it.
It seemed that this would allow him to temporarily ignore the feeling of his stomach being sucked into a ball.
After all, this letter is Harry's only connection with the wizarding world now, and it seems to him now that it is the only thing that allows him to persevere in this long summer vacation.
After all, it is still unknown when Hogwarts will be able to start school?
Anyway, by the time Harry and McGuffin left Hogwarts Castle, it looked like the castle's refurbishment was nowhere in sight.
(At that time, the goblins and some wizards were carefully exchanging some large stone bricks one by one in the basement corridor of the castle to build.)
But the only good thing in this situation is that Harry had already completed all his homework ahead of time while staying at Hogwarts.
Which head-scratching papers to include.
As soon as Harry got back to number four, Privet Drive, the Dursleys locked up all his spellbooks, wands, cauldrons, and broomsticks, and they even tried to tie him up if they could.
(But Harry privately thinks that the reason they haven't done so yet is that they're afraid they'll cast some magic and escape and come back with a whole bunch of wizards they think are eccentric...)
—The Dursleys don't know yet that Harry can't perform magic during the summer.
Harry 'forgot' to tell them.
— Thank goodness!He and McGuffin hadn't been in Privet Drive when they had been warned last term, otherwise Harry suspected that their fear of neighbors discovering his presence would have kept him locked up forever.
Anyway, now Harry was looking forward to the start of Hogwarts.
After all, he was having a harder time with the Dursleys now than he had in the previous 12 years.
The reason is still the last quarrel.
The start of Harry's argument with Uncle Vernon was a phone call from Ron to the Dursleys.
(When Harry said goodbye to Ron and Hermione last semester, he gave them the phone number of Dursley's home)
But Ron, a reckless guy, actually said directly on the phone that he was Harry's classmate and friend from Hogwarts school.
"Harry? Are you there? . . . It's almost impossible for you to guess . . . where I am? Me and the MacGuffin . . . "
The guy was so excited that his loud voice came out of the microphone like that.
It seems to him that the phone is just for shouting and shouting.
After that, one can imagine what happened!
That scene almost made Uncle Vernon throw the microphone like a bomb.
The handset wobbled and fell onto the phone.
The reprimand that followed was also unprecedented.
Of course, now Harry thinks he was absolutely out of his mind.
But at that time, for some reason, the words that he was used to and could bear, actually made his blood rush to his brain, and he was so angry that he lost his mind.
He actually refuted it directly, and got into an argument with Uncle Vernon.
(Harry thought about it, maybe it was because when he was staying at school, he saw the Dursleys insult his parents through that magical ceremony... Ever since then, he has been simmering in his heart)
It was also that time that he directly leaked the truth and revealed the content of the phone call between Uncle Vernon and Aunt Maggie.
That moment made Uncle Vernon dumbfounded.
But then things went wrong.
Exasperated, Uncle Vernon puffed up his face (just twice his size).
He roared, "How dare you give the phone to this kind of... people like you?"
"How dare you use your third-rate tricks to spy on people in our family..."
"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!"
Vernon Dursley's spittle splashed half the living room.
Fortunately, there was obviously a reminder from McGuffin afterwards, so Ron never called again.
Then in the middle of the night he got a letter from Ron and McGuffin.
This is the letter in Harry's hand now.
A briefing note was also attached to the letter.
The briefing was cut from the Daily Prophet.
——The characters in the photo are moving.
After Harry smoothed the briefing, he stared at it for a long time before he recognized the Weasleys, McGuffin's father, sister, Professor McGonagall and some unknown wizards...
Several people stood in a row in the garden in front of [The Burrow].
But the whole picture is in a mess because one of the goatee-like wizards pulls out his wand and wants to hit the MacGuffin and his beautiful, eccentric sister.
Professor McGonagall was beaten for trying to persuade a fight, which caused the originally tight hairpin to be unraveled.
Anyway, because of this, it took him a lot of energy to recognize everyone.
As for the content in the newspaper, Harry couldn't believe it.
……
A young genius becomes a rich man?
McGuffin Albert (a little wizard in the third year of Hogwarts), who was born in a Muggle family, successfully sold the patent rights of his new type of magic broom to [Universal Light Wheel Magic Flying Broom Manufacturing Company].
Arthur Weasley, director of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department at the Ministry of Magic, who helped with the deal, told Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet: "McGuffin is good friends with my youngest son, Ron, and when he stayed with Harry Potter for a summer at our home last year, Molly and I could see he was an extraordinary little wizard."
Ludo Bagman, the representative of the Ministry of Magic (Director of the Department of Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic), who is said to have tried his best to promote this deal, even said:
This is an epoch-making new type of magic broom, which represents the unique thinking of Muggle wizards.Moreover, the linear acceleration of this broom surpasses almost all brooms on the market, not even the Firebolt that will be released soon.
When our reporter Rita Skeeter asked if the Minister of Magic was in favor of the deal.
Mr. Bagman said even more excitedly, "Yes, Secretary Fudge and I strongly agree with this transaction."
"Let's put it this way, this broom will enable the British Quidditch team to qualify for the next Quidditch World Cup! We have seen the power of this experimental broom in a game at Hogwarts. We believe this transaction is a win-win, and it will allow [Global Light Wheel] to further improve the performance and safety of the broom... When it is unveiled again, we hope to see this broom on the court of the Quidditch World Cup."
It is rumored that the Sports Department and the International Cooperation Department of the British Ministry of Magic are doing their best to promote this type of broom into the next Quidditch World Cup to be held after the second half of the year under the guidance of Minister of Magic Fudge.
On the other hand, as far as this newspaper understands, the well-known magic broom designer Randolph Badmore is very opposed to such a broom entering the Quidditch World Cup.
"This broom is an insult to Quidditch..."
But as Mr. Bagman said, Mr. Randolph is about to introduce a newest type of broom on the market, the Firebolt.
It's hard to say how much interest there is in it, so he objected in this way.
……
There is also a familiar handwriting on the margin next to the newspaper clipping. (Looks like it was written by Ron.)
—Look at the back.
Harry rolled over right then and there.
That's another photo.
(It was much better this time, Harry recognized everyone easily)
There were seven members of the Weasley family (without Bill and Charlie) and three members of the Albert family, also standing in front of [The Burrow]. Among them, Ron and McGuffin smiled and waved to him vigorously.
Ron and McGuffin are standing in the middle of this picture, and he's holding that weird new broom in his hand.And Ron's pet mouse, Scabbers, was standing on his shoulders, and his arms were holding each other's shoulders.
All smiles.
Although Harry didn't want to admit it, that weird-looking broom was indeed ridiculously fast. After it helped Gryffindor win the battle against Slytherin last time, he felt that maybe sooner or later, this broom would be introduced to the market.
This is what the McGuffin deserves.
Harry put down the clipping again and picked up Ron's letter:
……
Dear Harry,
I'm so sorry about the phone call!
I hope the Muggles aren't making your day hard.
McGuffin and my dad had already told me that I shouldn't be blabbering like that.
However, I still want to tell you an incredible thing.
Seriously, you'd have no idea where I was calling you.
—We're at the Muggle airfield. (McGuffin said what is the name of Heathrow International Airport in the United Kingdom...)
My family and the McGuffins will be traveling to Egypt.
The Alberts are really nice.
Mr. Langman said that he wanted to invite our family to travel to Egypt to thank my father for helping McGuffin sell this patent in the wizarding world.
Of course, my parents were going to refuse, but when I heard that Mr. Longman said that he would invite us to go to Egypt on a Muggle-like plane...
Harry, you didn't see my father's face at that time, he was so happy.
He agreed immediately. (My mom was so pissed off)
Anyway, we're now at the Muggle airfield. (The Alberts lent us a lot of Muggle clothes and helped us dress up a bit to make us look a little more Muggle.)
Surprisingly, Percy and McGuffin's strange sister Emily hit it off and chatted endlessly.
(But according to McGuffin, me and George, Fred whispered, it's better to stay away, because maybe Percy's sister has become a research subject like a guinea pig, whose IQ is being measured.)
George, Fred is arguing endlessly with the big brother of McGuffin about football or Quidditch.
As for my father, as you should have imagined, he is almost fainting here.
While we were waiting for the plane to arrive, regardless of my mother's dangerous face, I dragged Mr. Langman around, asking him about the function of those Muggle things, and kept admiring him again and again.
However, this house is indeed astonishingly large, and there are all kinds of food and toys in the store. McGuffin took me to eat a lot of Muggle-specific food, which has a different kind of charm.
Anyway, I just remembered that I haven't told you the good news, and then I remembered the Muggle phone number you gave me, so I just...
Sorry again.
However, fortunately, after this, McGuffin found a secluded corner without Muggles and wrote this letter.
Then he said he was going to give this letter to my dad, and ask him to apparate to the [Owl Mail Company] in Diagon Alley, and let them mail this letter to you in the early hours of midnight. (McGuffin said try to keep Muggles from knowing the letter we mailed you, and my dad agrees)
On a side note, McGuffin took my dad to the Muggle men's room, which he said was the only way to wave a wand and cast a spell unobtrusively.
(Private addition: But I think the utterly excited look on my dad's face seems to scare the male Muggles out there.)
Plus, Me and McGuffin will mail you a gift from native Egyptian magic before your birthday.
(McGuffin said that he was looking for some local ancient spells in Egypt, and asked my elder brother Bill about the function and history of the ancient [Golden Libra] magic rune he got. My God! He is almost Hermione.)
— Ron
By the way, Percy he got back into shape last week and became Head Boy. (George and Fred are very unconvinced by this).
McGuffin said he would not write to you, and this owl we asked my dad to handle special business, you can use this owl to contact Hermione, and us.
But if you are in a hurry, it is better to send a letter to Hermione, after all, when you receive this letter, we have already boarded the plane or reached Egypt.
In the end, you won't believe how much McGuffin paid for his assignment of patents!
Counting those future dividends, there are about a few thousand Galleons!
Well, there is not much time, and McGuffin said that he must send the letter as soon as possible, or he will miss the plane.
——And again.
……
Harry looked at the photo again, comparing it with the content of the letter.
He bit the back of his hand and laughed. (Keep yourself as quiet as possible to wake Uncle Vernon and the others)
Harry could imagine Mr. Weasley arriving at the airport, and...he must have been delighted.
(Mr. Weasley's favorite thing to do is to find out everything about Muggles, especially those inventions of the new era. His biggest hobby is to collect sockets and batteries. One can imagine what he will do when he arrives at the airport.)
However, Harry hadn't fallen asleep at this time, and the most important thing was to wait for Hermione's letter.
After he read the letter that night, he immediately sent a letter back to Hermione through the stopped owl, hoping that she would send some chocolates by mail so that he would not faint from hunger.
Harry squinted his eyes out towards the rooftops, hoping to see something.
(End of this chapter)
It's one o'clock in the morning.
It was pitch black outside Privet Drive, and there was no sound.
Occasionally you can hear stray cats rummaging through litter, or owls flapping their wings.
Harry's stomach was churning now, his intestines twisted into a ball.
He was very hungry.
Since the last time Harry and Uncle Vernon argued about leaking,
—said he knew he was in this situation when they told Aunt Marge that he was sent to the [St. Bruce Safe Center School for Delinquents].
Beneath Uncle Vernon's swollen, purple face,
For the past two days, he has only survived on two pieces of sour bread and a glass of water.
(However, Harry thinks that the reason why Uncle Vernon is so angry, apart from exposing them to slander him secretly, is also partly because he is afraid that he will use magic to spy on them,
—Who would go to see them, Harry thought that the summer vacation would be enough for him, he really didn't want to have any more contact with them)
Harry lay face down on the bed, the sheets draped over his head like a tent.
He carefully shines an envelope with a battered flashlight.
This was a letter from his friends, Ron and McGuffin, in the middle of the night two days ago.
Harry looked through it over and over again, tirelessly.
Some places can even memorize it.
It seemed that this would allow him to temporarily ignore the feeling of his stomach being sucked into a ball.
After all, this letter is Harry's only connection with the wizarding world now, and it seems to him now that it is the only thing that allows him to persevere in this long summer vacation.
After all, it is still unknown when Hogwarts will be able to start school?
Anyway, by the time Harry and McGuffin left Hogwarts Castle, it looked like the castle's refurbishment was nowhere in sight.
(At that time, the goblins and some wizards were carefully exchanging some large stone bricks one by one in the basement corridor of the castle to build.)
But the only good thing in this situation is that Harry had already completed all his homework ahead of time while staying at Hogwarts.
Which head-scratching papers to include.
As soon as Harry got back to number four, Privet Drive, the Dursleys locked up all his spellbooks, wands, cauldrons, and broomsticks, and they even tried to tie him up if they could.
(But Harry privately thinks that the reason they haven't done so yet is that they're afraid they'll cast some magic and escape and come back with a whole bunch of wizards they think are eccentric...)
—The Dursleys don't know yet that Harry can't perform magic during the summer.
Harry 'forgot' to tell them.
— Thank goodness!He and McGuffin hadn't been in Privet Drive when they had been warned last term, otherwise Harry suspected that their fear of neighbors discovering his presence would have kept him locked up forever.
Anyway, now Harry was looking forward to the start of Hogwarts.
After all, he was having a harder time with the Dursleys now than he had in the previous 12 years.
The reason is still the last quarrel.
The start of Harry's argument with Uncle Vernon was a phone call from Ron to the Dursleys.
(When Harry said goodbye to Ron and Hermione last semester, he gave them the phone number of Dursley's home)
But Ron, a reckless guy, actually said directly on the phone that he was Harry's classmate and friend from Hogwarts school.
"Harry? Are you there? . . . It's almost impossible for you to guess . . . where I am? Me and the MacGuffin . . . "
The guy was so excited that his loud voice came out of the microphone like that.
It seems to him that the phone is just for shouting and shouting.
After that, one can imagine what happened!
That scene almost made Uncle Vernon throw the microphone like a bomb.
The handset wobbled and fell onto the phone.
The reprimand that followed was also unprecedented.
Of course, now Harry thinks he was absolutely out of his mind.
But at that time, for some reason, the words that he was used to and could bear, actually made his blood rush to his brain, and he was so angry that he lost his mind.
He actually refuted it directly, and got into an argument with Uncle Vernon.
(Harry thought about it, maybe it was because when he was staying at school, he saw the Dursleys insult his parents through that magical ceremony... Ever since then, he has been simmering in his heart)
It was also that time that he directly leaked the truth and revealed the content of the phone call between Uncle Vernon and Aunt Maggie.
That moment made Uncle Vernon dumbfounded.
But then things went wrong.
Exasperated, Uncle Vernon puffed up his face (just twice his size).
He roared, "How dare you give the phone to this kind of... people like you?"
"How dare you use your third-rate tricks to spy on people in our family..."
"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!"
Vernon Dursley's spittle splashed half the living room.
Fortunately, there was obviously a reminder from McGuffin afterwards, so Ron never called again.
Then in the middle of the night he got a letter from Ron and McGuffin.
This is the letter in Harry's hand now.
A briefing note was also attached to the letter.
The briefing was cut from the Daily Prophet.
——The characters in the photo are moving.
After Harry smoothed the briefing, he stared at it for a long time before he recognized the Weasleys, McGuffin's father, sister, Professor McGonagall and some unknown wizards...
Several people stood in a row in the garden in front of [The Burrow].
But the whole picture is in a mess because one of the goatee-like wizards pulls out his wand and wants to hit the MacGuffin and his beautiful, eccentric sister.
Professor McGonagall was beaten for trying to persuade a fight, which caused the originally tight hairpin to be unraveled.
Anyway, because of this, it took him a lot of energy to recognize everyone.
As for the content in the newspaper, Harry couldn't believe it.
……
A young genius becomes a rich man?
McGuffin Albert (a little wizard in the third year of Hogwarts), who was born in a Muggle family, successfully sold the patent rights of his new type of magic broom to [Universal Light Wheel Magic Flying Broom Manufacturing Company].
Arthur Weasley, director of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department at the Ministry of Magic, who helped with the deal, told Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet: "McGuffin is good friends with my youngest son, Ron, and when he stayed with Harry Potter for a summer at our home last year, Molly and I could see he was an extraordinary little wizard."
Ludo Bagman, the representative of the Ministry of Magic (Director of the Department of Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic), who is said to have tried his best to promote this deal, even said:
This is an epoch-making new type of magic broom, which represents the unique thinking of Muggle wizards.Moreover, the linear acceleration of this broom surpasses almost all brooms on the market, not even the Firebolt that will be released soon.
When our reporter Rita Skeeter asked if the Minister of Magic was in favor of the deal.
Mr. Bagman said even more excitedly, "Yes, Secretary Fudge and I strongly agree with this transaction."
"Let's put it this way, this broom will enable the British Quidditch team to qualify for the next Quidditch World Cup! We have seen the power of this experimental broom in a game at Hogwarts. We believe this transaction is a win-win, and it will allow [Global Light Wheel] to further improve the performance and safety of the broom... When it is unveiled again, we hope to see this broom on the court of the Quidditch World Cup."
It is rumored that the Sports Department and the International Cooperation Department of the British Ministry of Magic are doing their best to promote this type of broom into the next Quidditch World Cup to be held after the second half of the year under the guidance of Minister of Magic Fudge.
On the other hand, as far as this newspaper understands, the well-known magic broom designer Randolph Badmore is very opposed to such a broom entering the Quidditch World Cup.
"This broom is an insult to Quidditch..."
But as Mr. Bagman said, Mr. Randolph is about to introduce a newest type of broom on the market, the Firebolt.
It's hard to say how much interest there is in it, so he objected in this way.
……
There is also a familiar handwriting on the margin next to the newspaper clipping. (Looks like it was written by Ron.)
—Look at the back.
Harry rolled over right then and there.
That's another photo.
(It was much better this time, Harry recognized everyone easily)
There were seven members of the Weasley family (without Bill and Charlie) and three members of the Albert family, also standing in front of [The Burrow]. Among them, Ron and McGuffin smiled and waved to him vigorously.
Ron and McGuffin are standing in the middle of this picture, and he's holding that weird new broom in his hand.And Ron's pet mouse, Scabbers, was standing on his shoulders, and his arms were holding each other's shoulders.
All smiles.
Although Harry didn't want to admit it, that weird-looking broom was indeed ridiculously fast. After it helped Gryffindor win the battle against Slytherin last time, he felt that maybe sooner or later, this broom would be introduced to the market.
This is what the McGuffin deserves.
Harry put down the clipping again and picked up Ron's letter:
……
Dear Harry,
I'm so sorry about the phone call!
I hope the Muggles aren't making your day hard.
McGuffin and my dad had already told me that I shouldn't be blabbering like that.
However, I still want to tell you an incredible thing.
Seriously, you'd have no idea where I was calling you.
—We're at the Muggle airfield. (McGuffin said what is the name of Heathrow International Airport in the United Kingdom...)
My family and the McGuffins will be traveling to Egypt.
The Alberts are really nice.
Mr. Langman said that he wanted to invite our family to travel to Egypt to thank my father for helping McGuffin sell this patent in the wizarding world.
Of course, my parents were going to refuse, but when I heard that Mr. Longman said that he would invite us to go to Egypt on a Muggle-like plane...
Harry, you didn't see my father's face at that time, he was so happy.
He agreed immediately. (My mom was so pissed off)
Anyway, we're now at the Muggle airfield. (The Alberts lent us a lot of Muggle clothes and helped us dress up a bit to make us look a little more Muggle.)
Surprisingly, Percy and McGuffin's strange sister Emily hit it off and chatted endlessly.
(But according to McGuffin, me and George, Fred whispered, it's better to stay away, because maybe Percy's sister has become a research subject like a guinea pig, whose IQ is being measured.)
George, Fred is arguing endlessly with the big brother of McGuffin about football or Quidditch.
As for my father, as you should have imagined, he is almost fainting here.
While we were waiting for the plane to arrive, regardless of my mother's dangerous face, I dragged Mr. Langman around, asking him about the function of those Muggle things, and kept admiring him again and again.
However, this house is indeed astonishingly large, and there are all kinds of food and toys in the store. McGuffin took me to eat a lot of Muggle-specific food, which has a different kind of charm.
Anyway, I just remembered that I haven't told you the good news, and then I remembered the Muggle phone number you gave me, so I just...
Sorry again.
However, fortunately, after this, McGuffin found a secluded corner without Muggles and wrote this letter.
Then he said he was going to give this letter to my dad, and ask him to apparate to the [Owl Mail Company] in Diagon Alley, and let them mail this letter to you in the early hours of midnight. (McGuffin said try to keep Muggles from knowing the letter we mailed you, and my dad agrees)
On a side note, McGuffin took my dad to the Muggle men's room, which he said was the only way to wave a wand and cast a spell unobtrusively.
(Private addition: But I think the utterly excited look on my dad's face seems to scare the male Muggles out there.)
Plus, Me and McGuffin will mail you a gift from native Egyptian magic before your birthday.
(McGuffin said that he was looking for some local ancient spells in Egypt, and asked my elder brother Bill about the function and history of the ancient [Golden Libra] magic rune he got. My God! He is almost Hermione.)
— Ron
By the way, Percy he got back into shape last week and became Head Boy. (George and Fred are very unconvinced by this).
McGuffin said he would not write to you, and this owl we asked my dad to handle special business, you can use this owl to contact Hermione, and us.
But if you are in a hurry, it is better to send a letter to Hermione, after all, when you receive this letter, we have already boarded the plane or reached Egypt.
In the end, you won't believe how much McGuffin paid for his assignment of patents!
Counting those future dividends, there are about a few thousand Galleons!
Well, there is not much time, and McGuffin said that he must send the letter as soon as possible, or he will miss the plane.
——And again.
……
Harry looked at the photo again, comparing it with the content of the letter.
He bit the back of his hand and laughed. (Keep yourself as quiet as possible to wake Uncle Vernon and the others)
Harry could imagine Mr. Weasley arriving at the airport, and...he must have been delighted.
(Mr. Weasley's favorite thing to do is to find out everything about Muggles, especially those inventions of the new era. His biggest hobby is to collect sockets and batteries. One can imagine what he will do when he arrives at the airport.)
However, Harry hadn't fallen asleep at this time, and the most important thing was to wait for Hermione's letter.
After he read the letter that night, he immediately sent a letter back to Hermione through the stopped owl, hoping that she would send some chocolates by mail so that he would not faint from hunger.
Harry squinted his eyes out towards the rooftops, hoping to see something.
(End of this chapter)
