Chapter 612 An Impossible Journey

The Dursleys were in high spirits.

It was a spiritual satisfaction, the last time they had been this happy was when Petunia married Vernon.

Holding his wife's hand, although it was no longer soft and a bit prickly in his hand, Vernon was still smiling, as if he held the whole world in his hands.

This is the life he wants.

There is a lot of money that cannot be spent, and a brand new house, which I can buy with my wife and son.

Of course, it would be nice if there wasn't that annoying guy.

Vernon pouted, thinking of the cheap nephew following behind him.

Well, although he knew that he was expressing his anger, the humiliation that man brought him could not be forgotten at all, okay? !

That man is dead, so he has no problem taking out his anger on his son, right?

At this moment, an empty town suddenly played on the TV. Because it was a little far away, Vernon couldn't see clearly what was written on it, and he didn't know what the woman was talking about, but the other person seemed a little anxious and also Somewhat scared.

"This town looks nice." Vernon said with a smile, "Why don't we go there and take a look before we leave in the summer?"

Dudley raised his head, his eyes shining, as if he was very interested, while Petunia was a little hesitant, "Is it a little expensive?"

"No," Vernon said nonchalantly, "It's just a family trip. How many years ago was the last time we went abroad together?"

Penny smiled, "That sounds good, honey."

"Do you want to travel there?" Suddenly someone looked at them with strange eyes, which made the Dursleys feel very uncomfortable.

"Is there any problem?" Vernon pretended to be calm, "I think it should be personal freedom where to go during the holidays, right?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and looked a little embarrassed, "That's true, but you can't go there."

"Why?" Vernon was confused, "Is there no airport in that country?"

"Oh, no, no, no, of course there is no airport there. In fact, there cannot be an airport there." The other party explained, "But this is not a problem of not having an airport, but other problems."

The Dursleys seemed more interested.

When the other party saw that their eyes were on him, he coughed dryly, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Everyone knows that there is a ghost there now!"

What he didn't notice was that the expressions on the Dursleys' faces froze for a moment when he said it was haunted.

"Everyone died overnight." The other party said with lingering fear, "Everyone in a small town died, and they died in their sleep. No one knows the reason, but we are all saying that this It should have been done by ghosts, of course, it could also be the work of demons, well, who knows, maybe they did it together."

When Harry finally found his uncle and aunt, the Dursleys were watching him with horrified eyes.

"Promise me, this matter has nothing to do with wizards!" Vernon's face turned red with anger. He shouted at Harry with great force, but the content made Harry confused.

"What? What's the matter?" Harry looked confused. Didn't we go shopping together before? Why was I suddenly dragged back, and you still looked so angry that you were about to explode?

Aunt Petunia picked up the remote control, pursed her lips, and turned on the TV.

At this time, the previous news was played on the midnight news.

"...A supernatural incident occurred in the famous tourist town of Lauterbrunnen. Everyone died mysteriously in their sleep overnight...The police have not yet found the reason..."

Harry was attracted by the TV. The picture showed a very beautiful town with beautiful mountains and clear waters, but combined with the announcer's explanation, it gave people a creepy feeling.

"All...death?" Harry's eyes widened, "Where is this?"

"Switzerland." Penny trembled with her hands, her emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse, "This is witchcraft, it must be witchcraft!"

She screamed, "This is what you wizards do!"

Harry was a little unconvinced, "Why did a wizard do it? Couldn't it be someone who poisoned it?"

"No trace of poisoning was found at all!" Vernon said loudly, "Do you think poisoning is a simple matter?"

Harry pursed his lips, "You just want to blame all this on wizards."

"This is not to blame." Petunia crossed her arms and said in a positive tone, "This is what you wizards did!"

Harry felt a hint of anger. These people were so ignorant and ignorant!

After a big argument with the Dursleys, Harry threw himself back on the bed and covered his head with the quilt. He was a little depressed and wanted to throw something, but there was nothing in this small room that he could throw. s things.

If it breaks, he has to use a repair spell to repair it, which is too troublesome.

Thinking about it this way, he actually envied Dudley for having a lot of things to throw and not being scolded.

"I'm not envious." Harry said to himself, "When I go to school, I can conjure a lot of things by myself and throw them as much as I want, and no one will care about me!"

Thinking this way, he felt better.

"But...Switzerland..." Harry was stunned and sat up, "I think this place seems a bit familiar..."

As he said that, he stood up, pushed the bed aside, and pried open the loose floorboard. There was a small hidden compartment underneath, which Harry took out himself. There was a small leather bag in it, but This leather bag is not simple, it contains a lot of things.

Picking up the bag with some difficulty, Harry fumbled around inside and pulled out a brass box.

After rubbing his hands, Harry carefully opened the box. Inside was a large pile of letters, which were sent to him by his friends. Harry rummaged through them and finally found a letter from Hermione.

"...Our destination is Switzerland. It's so beautiful. I've never seen it before. It's like being in a fairy tale. Harry, it's a pity that you don't come, but it doesn't matter. We will bring you photos." ! The only problem may be that the photos of the Muggles will not move, but if you don't mind, we also have videos... You know the videos, right? The ones that are played on TV. I'm going to take this time My travels are recorded on CD, which must be very memorable..."

Harry looked at the letter in his hand in disbelief. He had had a big fight with his aunt and uncle over wizards before. What was the situation now?

Are you trying to tell me that there are really wizards killing people randomly in Switzerland?