Chapter 92

Chapter 106 There is a Balloon in the Sky and Dursley’s Fear

"A loser, a lazy man, a liar, a good-for-nothing guy, he..."

"He is not!"

Harry was shaking with anger at Aunt Maggie's words. He would not allow anyone to say such things about his father.

"More brandy!" Uncle Vernon seemed to understand the seriousness. He poured all the wine in the bottle into Aunt Maggie's glass.

He growled at Harry: "Go to bed, go to bed!"

"No, Vernon."

Maggie drank up the brandy and burped. Her bloodshot little eyes stared at Harry's eyes, provoking Harry's scar. "Go on, kid, you are very proud of your parents, aren't you? They are here He died in a car accident."

Harry couldn't take it anymore. He stood up and said, "They didn't die in a car accident!"

This made Vernon turn pale, and moved his stubby fingers to tell Maggie to stop talking.

But Maggie seemed to have turned on some kind of switch, and mean words kept coming out of her mouth.

She insulted Harry as a burden to his relatives, a boorish, ungrateful creature.

As she spoke, Maggie's body swelled.

She watched in horror as her body swelled up like a balloon and floated.

Uncle Vernon screamed in horror when he saw this scene. He wanted to catch Maggie to prevent her from floating out, but he was almost dragged up.

The Dursleys were in chaos, and Harry didn't want to stay any longer.

He picked up his luggage and moved it to the door in just a few seconds.

Uncle Vernon found out and wanted to stop him, but Harry was already furious. He took out his wand and threatened Vernon: "She brought it upon herself, get out of my way!"

Seeing the scene just now, Uncle Vernon didn't dare to stop him.

Harry gradually calmed down after dragging his suitcase through a few streets.

He collapsed against a low wall on Magnolia Crescent Street, all the strength he had created disappearing, and he gasped for breath.

He was full of confusion at this time, where should he go?

If you use magic on Muggles outside of school, you may be wanted by the Ministry of Magic and thrown into Azkaban.

Confused, he stayed in this street for ten minutes.

Nervous, anxious, uneasy, confused...

His emotions were like an overturned condiment bottle. The sweetness, bitterness and bitterness made him lower his head.

He thought sadly: "Maybe I will be wanted and be alone in the dark Muggle world."

He thought about Ron and Hermione again. Regardless of whether he had broken the law or not, his friends would definitely help him.

Because of the arrival of Aunt Maggie, Harry asked Hedwig to stay with Ron for a few days, and he had no way to get in touch with others.

He was extremely frustrated.

"Harry, it seems very lively over there."

A voice sounded, and Harry's head shot up.

John walked out of the darkness, holding a can of dried fish in his hand for some unknown reason.

Seeing the depressed Harry, John raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you planning to run away from home?"

"John, I, I might have to wander around the world."

Harry saw it was John and realized that John lived nearby.

He must have seen the good deeds he had done, and said dejectedly: "I hope you can lend me some money so that I can escape further."

"Stop it, Harry, but you really need to calm down."

John was speechless. You are the savior. Can the Ministry of Magic throw you into Azkaban for such a trivial matter?

Walking up to Harry, John put down the dried fish and said, "Don't be too depressed. You will be fine. Just find a place to wait. Maybe the Ministry of Magic will give you a letter."

Seeing that Harry didn't want to go back, John introduced him to a good place. After thinking about it, he said, "If you don't want to go back, you can go to the Leaky Cauldron to stay for a while. I'll take care of the rest for you."

"Well, maybe you're right."

Harry felt better after being comforted, although he felt that in his second year, Dobby knocked over a cake and got a warning from the Ministry of Magic.

Patting Harry on the shoulder, John took out a bag of galleons from his small bag.

Harry's eyes became dull, and John was confused: "Aren't you borrowing money from me?"

"Uh... this is too much, at least a hundred galleons." Harry scratched his head and stammered.

John curled his lips, there is a mountain of gold in your family's treasury, and you are pretending to be poor here?

He threw the Galleons to Harry, causing him to feel chest tightness from being hit.

John changed direction and went to the Dursleys' house. There was such a big man flying in the sky, and he had to finish it before other Muggles saw it.

After he left, Harry took a breath from the pile of money. He stared at John's leaving figure and felt his heart warm.

At this moment, he felt a little cold on the back of his neck.

Not knowing why, he looked towards the darkness behind him. There seemed to be something there at the other end of the road.

"Fluorescence."

The wand lit up, shaking Harry's eyes, and he felt better after he raised it higher.

On the other side of the road was a big black bear-like dog.

Harry panicked and fell down while trying to get a better look.

At this time, a burst of galloping sound came.

"Didi."

Harry's eyes were illuminated by the bright light. He blocked it with his hands and saw the thing between his fingers.

It was a purple three-story bus, and a conductor who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old got off the bus. He had big protruding ears.

The conductor saw him lying on the ground and asked in confusion: "What are you doing sitting on the ground?"

Harry looked across the street again. The big black dog there had disappeared.

…

There were screams, dogs barking, and the confusion of the Dursleys was like a bull.

Maggie was floating in the sky, and when she was about to be blown away by the wind, a snowy owl flew over, grabbed her collar and took her down.

John stood at the door of the Dursley's house and knocked on the door.

Listening to the chaotic sounds inside, they probably didn't have time to open the door.

He raised his hand and brushed the door handle, and it opened automatically with a click.

John walked in and the chaotic sounds inside followed him, as if the pause button had been pressed.

"How dare you come here! You guys..."

Vernon Dursley roared and shouted, John frowned, and with just a look, Vernon suppressed what he said.

At this moment, Maggie was dragged back by Basil outside.

Seeing this scene, the Dursleys hurried over.

"Recover her quickly!" Vernon was used to talking to Harry.

When he reacted, he saw John's half-smiling expression.

John said calmly: "If you have fully experienced Muggle education, you should know when to be polite to others."

This made Vernon's face turn purple from holding back, and his lips trembled as he squeezed out a few words, "Please help me restore her."

"That's right."

John raised his eyebrows and pointed at Maggie.

Maggie's body felt like a hole had been poked, and she lost weight rapidly.

She collapsed on the ground with her hair messy in shock, and her big dog came over, but it couldn't bring her back to her senses.

After John finished all this, there was an explosion outside, and two figures, a man and a woman, appeared.

It's from the Ministry of Magic.

When they arrived, they saw John first, and then a shocked Maggie.

"You are here, I think there is a Muggle here who needs you to erase an exciting memory."

John turned around and smiled as if it had nothing to do with him.

The male official stared at John and asked doubtfully: "Are you a student of Hogwarts?"

"No need to thank me for helping you avoid the difficulty of searching." John pointed at Basil and said: "If you can bring two small dried fish to my owl, it will be very happy."

The two officials were a little confused. They were obviously asking, why did you turn it into a thank you?

Of course they recognized that this was not Harry Potter. What the Ministry of Magic received was Harry using magic.

The student's presence here doesn't mean anything, besides, John gave all the credit to Basil.

In the end, officials from the Ministry of Magic erased Aunt Maggie's memory. This scene made the Dursleys tremble.

In their opinion, the Ministry of Magic was turning Maggie into an idiot.

After settling everything, the two officials left.

But John didn't. He sat on the sofa alone, and Basil flew to stand on his shoulder.

"Now, Mr. Dursley, can you tell me why Harry is so angry?"

He smiled slightly, and Vernon Dursley swallowed hard.

This child is obviously the same age as Harry, but he feels as intimidating as those rich and powerful officials who spend their money.

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As the mainstay of the family, Vernon still stood up and said carefully, "It's Maggie. We accidentally talked about something about Harry's parents."

"Accidentally?" John glanced at him.

Vernon hurriedly changed his words: "It may contain some bad words."

Glancing warily at John's face, Vernon saw no anger.

John sighed, no wonder Harry was so angry.

In Harry's mind, his parents are the best and most perfect.

It was also under this situation today that I was angered and unconsciously leaked the magic to inflate Maggie.

And it was done without a wand, which further confirmed John's theory that magic is accompanied by emotions.

He sat on the sofa and tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingers.

In the frightened expressions of the Dursleys, everything caused by the chaos seemed to be put away by invisible hands.

John looked at Vernon with a deep look and said calmly: "You seem to have a misunderstanding about wizards."

Vernon wanted to say that he didn't, but seeing the look in John's eyes, he chose to keep his mouth shut.

John leaned his head on the sofa and said indifferently: "You think wizards are just like street magicians, playing deceptive tricks."

"That's wrong, a wizard can easily demolish a house with a flick of his wand, or cause your car to lose control and fall off a cliff."

Vernon took a breath when he said this. He stared at John and said tremblingly: "Students are not allowed to cast spells outside of school, right?"

"Yes, and also wrong."

John chuckled and said: "It's true that students drop out of school at Hogwarts. Do you think that after a wizard leaves the magic school, he is no longer a wizard?"

He stared at Vernon's little eyes and said word by word: "Mr. Dursley, I am not being alarmist. You are provoking Harry and forcing him to become a murderer."