Chapter 638
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 638
Vernon Dursley was sitting very restlessly on his sofa.
This sense of unease almost surpassed when someone mentioned Harry Potter.
He even... even kind of wished that his damned nephew was here, expecting him to perform those inexplicable magic... turning these soldiers into mice one by one.
Of course, as soon as this terrible thought popped into his head, it was immediately suppressed.
He didn't want people to think he was crazy.
However, the situation in front of him... made Vernon Dursley regret it,
Why didn't he leave London early to take refuge like other neighbors...
So much so that their whole family fell into the hands of these soldiers.
Half an hour ago, just as the hesitant Vernon Dursley...finally decided to leave his home and start packing his things, he discovered that a small army had arrived in their community.
And these soldiers are searching the past from house to house.
They seem to be stationed here temporarily.
Vernon Dursley had no other choice, he had no choice but to express that there were people in his family, and hoped that these troops would be stationed in other unoccupied houses.
But the soldiers didn't pay attention, they pushed away the big man of Vernon Dursley roughly, and searched every corner of the house at No. [-], Privet Drive, with his face turned purple.
Thank goodness...
The only thing that Vernon Dursley was thankful for was that the little boy Harry didn't leave anything weird and ridiculous in the house, and the soldiers didn't even find any signs of people living in his room.
Thinking of the unlucky Harry, Vernon Dursley cursed in his heart very angrily,
'Their family has raised this guy for more than ten years, but when they encountered something like this...that ungrateful guy didn't give a clear reminder, but just mailed an unclear letter.Otherwise, their family wouldn't have stayed here...'
Vernon Dursley once again followed the established path, venting all the dissatisfaction he encountered in reality on Harry.
He didn't think about it at all. In the past few days, almost every twelve hours, he had to change his mind repeatedly. Every time he changed his mind, he had to toss and load the luggage into the car, get out of the car, and get back into the car again.
Their family was huddled on the sofa in the living room, watching the soldiers in the house anxiously.
The officer named Laker uncomfortably loosened his collar, he felt a little out of breath.
It's been like this ever since he knew about the so-called unknown X factor.
What's more, being trapped in this broken place and unable to contact the military government outside... This made him very worried.
He began to feel a little...whether their group had been abandoned.
In the room at No. [-], Privet Drive, in the silent and depressing silence, everyone's anxiety kept accumulating, and gradually they couldn't stand the atmosphere.
Laker looked up at the family of civilians in front of him.
They are dressed for a long trip:
The father... the guy called Vernon Dursley was wearing a fawn zip-up jacket, the mother was wearing a simple light orange goodwill, and the big... almost shapeless son in the middle, like a fat pig, was wearing a tight leather jacket...
It was unbelievable that when his soldiers were doing statistics...he heard that this guy was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
In this bizarre moment, this situation is too bizarre.
So much so that Laker took an extra look at the fat man.
This made his mother very nervous,
She moved her body carefully, blocking the big fat pig like a thin stick.
It should have been a very touching scene, but this family's actions are very unnatural no matter how you look at it.
It even made Laker a little bit unbearable to watch it any longer, and he hastily averted his gaze.
Just at this time, someone else's voice finally came from outside, which relieved his embarrassment at this time.
"Gentlemen, be careful... be careful... don't step on them... be careful, these are my boys..."
"Snowball, Momo, Mr. Paw, don't run around, don't bite the gentlemen's leather shoes... Bad boy, bad boy... Be good..."
The door was opened, and with the cold wind blowing in... a very peaceful voice came along.
Aunt Petunia jumped up from the sofa, (it was not easy, because her husband and son almost squeezed her into the innermost part of the sofa.)
She finally seemed to find a chance to speak, and screamed loudly, "Mrs. Figg...here, here..."
It was Arabella Figg who came.
A Squib sent to monitor and protect Harry.
It's just that the people present didn't know about it.
With a strange and greasy cat smell (similar to the smell of cabbage that has been in the refrigerator for a long time), Mrs. Figg drove a group of very naughty kittens from outside... slowly to the Dursleys, as well as the Laker officer and soldiers.
Maybe it's because of these cute little things, maybe it's because of the visit from acquaintances who are in the same situation as me... This made the Dursleys feel a lot more relaxed.
However, Laker's mood was even worse after seeing Mrs. Figg and the others.
Because not only Mrs. Figg, but besides her, Frank Bryce, Olaer, and that old guy from Thomson were all taken to this house by two soldiers.
What is this for?
Think of him as a nursing home?
How to gather some civilians and put them here...
'Could it be that [X Unknown Factor]'s information is so important that his boss feels that he knows information that he shouldn't know and is about to give up on himself? '
A very bad thought flashed through Laker's mind.
But then a guy walked in, and Laker dispelled such despondent thoughts.
Emily Albert, this guy had an inexplicable smirk on his face, and seemed to be in a good mood... and walked in at the end.
"Mr. Vernon Dursley, long time no see!" she said as soon as she came in.
"You know each other?" Leker raised his vigilance and asked sharply.
Vernon Dursley was extremely nervous when he heard the questioning from the officer next to him. He stared at the broken pistol in Laker's waist, desperately trying to remember who the young girl in front of him was...
"You...you are that...that..."
"MacGuffin Albert...I am his sister. Your nephew Harry's classmate... We should have met two years ago..." Emily said with a smile.
She looked up and down the house, and the Dursleys...
Her gaze was uncomfortable, as if she was looking at something.
It meant something, and it sent a chill down Dursley's spine.
(End of this chapter)
Vernon Dursley was sitting very restlessly on his sofa.
This sense of unease almost surpassed when someone mentioned Harry Potter.
He even... even kind of wished that his damned nephew was here, expecting him to perform those inexplicable magic... turning these soldiers into mice one by one.
Of course, as soon as this terrible thought popped into his head, it was immediately suppressed.
He didn't want people to think he was crazy.
However, the situation in front of him... made Vernon Dursley regret it,
Why didn't he leave London early to take refuge like other neighbors...
So much so that their whole family fell into the hands of these soldiers.
Half an hour ago, just as the hesitant Vernon Dursley...finally decided to leave his home and start packing his things, he discovered that a small army had arrived in their community.
And these soldiers are searching the past from house to house.
They seem to be stationed here temporarily.
Vernon Dursley had no other choice, he had no choice but to express that there were people in his family, and hoped that these troops would be stationed in other unoccupied houses.
But the soldiers didn't pay attention, they pushed away the big man of Vernon Dursley roughly, and searched every corner of the house at No. [-], Privet Drive, with his face turned purple.
Thank goodness...
The only thing that Vernon Dursley was thankful for was that the little boy Harry didn't leave anything weird and ridiculous in the house, and the soldiers didn't even find any signs of people living in his room.
Thinking of the unlucky Harry, Vernon Dursley cursed in his heart very angrily,
'Their family has raised this guy for more than ten years, but when they encountered something like this...that ungrateful guy didn't give a clear reminder, but just mailed an unclear letter.Otherwise, their family wouldn't have stayed here...'
Vernon Dursley once again followed the established path, venting all the dissatisfaction he encountered in reality on Harry.
He didn't think about it at all. In the past few days, almost every twelve hours, he had to change his mind repeatedly. Every time he changed his mind, he had to toss and load the luggage into the car, get out of the car, and get back into the car again.
Their family was huddled on the sofa in the living room, watching the soldiers in the house anxiously.
The officer named Laker uncomfortably loosened his collar, he felt a little out of breath.
It's been like this ever since he knew about the so-called unknown X factor.
What's more, being trapped in this broken place and unable to contact the military government outside... This made him very worried.
He began to feel a little...whether their group had been abandoned.
In the room at No. [-], Privet Drive, in the silent and depressing silence, everyone's anxiety kept accumulating, and gradually they couldn't stand the atmosphere.
Laker looked up at the family of civilians in front of him.
They are dressed for a long trip:
The father... the guy called Vernon Dursley was wearing a fawn zip-up jacket, the mother was wearing a simple light orange goodwill, and the big... almost shapeless son in the middle, like a fat pig, was wearing a tight leather jacket...
It was unbelievable that when his soldiers were doing statistics...he heard that this guy was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
In this bizarre moment, this situation is too bizarre.
So much so that Laker took an extra look at the fat man.
This made his mother very nervous,
She moved her body carefully, blocking the big fat pig like a thin stick.
It should have been a very touching scene, but this family's actions are very unnatural no matter how you look at it.
It even made Laker a little bit unbearable to watch it any longer, and he hastily averted his gaze.
Just at this time, someone else's voice finally came from outside, which relieved his embarrassment at this time.
"Gentlemen, be careful... be careful... don't step on them... be careful, these are my boys..."
"Snowball, Momo, Mr. Paw, don't run around, don't bite the gentlemen's leather shoes... Bad boy, bad boy... Be good..."
The door was opened, and with the cold wind blowing in... a very peaceful voice came along.
Aunt Petunia jumped up from the sofa, (it was not easy, because her husband and son almost squeezed her into the innermost part of the sofa.)
She finally seemed to find a chance to speak, and screamed loudly, "Mrs. Figg...here, here..."
It was Arabella Figg who came.
A Squib sent to monitor and protect Harry.
It's just that the people present didn't know about it.
With a strange and greasy cat smell (similar to the smell of cabbage that has been in the refrigerator for a long time), Mrs. Figg drove a group of very naughty kittens from outside... slowly to the Dursleys, as well as the Laker officer and soldiers.
Maybe it's because of these cute little things, maybe it's because of the visit from acquaintances who are in the same situation as me... This made the Dursleys feel a lot more relaxed.
However, Laker's mood was even worse after seeing Mrs. Figg and the others.
Because not only Mrs. Figg, but besides her, Frank Bryce, Olaer, and that old guy from Thomson were all taken to this house by two soldiers.
What is this for?
Think of him as a nursing home?
How to gather some civilians and put them here...
'Could it be that [X Unknown Factor]'s information is so important that his boss feels that he knows information that he shouldn't know and is about to give up on himself? '
A very bad thought flashed through Laker's mind.
But then a guy walked in, and Laker dispelled such despondent thoughts.
Emily Albert, this guy had an inexplicable smirk on his face, and seemed to be in a good mood... and walked in at the end.
"Mr. Vernon Dursley, long time no see!" she said as soon as she came in.
"You know each other?" Leker raised his vigilance and asked sharply.
Vernon Dursley was extremely nervous when he heard the questioning from the officer next to him. He stared at the broken pistol in Laker's waist, desperately trying to remember who the young girl in front of him was...
"You...you are that...that..."
"MacGuffin Albert...I am his sister. Your nephew Harry's classmate... We should have met two years ago..." Emily said with a smile.
She looked up and down the house, and the Dursleys...
Her gaze was uncomfortable, as if she was looking at something.
It meant something, and it sent a chill down Dursley's spine.
(End of this chapter)
