Chapter 834 Stranger

"Actually, it's not just Harry." Robert said gloomily, "They are likely to change this exchange and study list at any time and add other people to it."

For example, because some crazy-poor pure-blood families want to get involved in some of the Weasley and Leslie family properties, they are already planning to put him and the twins on the list and swallow up those properties as "acting managers" , and then find another reason to exclude them, or directly cancel their nationality.

When Robert and the others come back, they will probably face debts that they will never be able to repay in their lifetime.

Upon hearing this news, everyone looked worried. Percy and Ginny took the lead in expressing their indignation. Ron did not speak, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

After dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley left the Burrow overnight, preparing to visit relatives and friends they had not contacted for many years, hoping to do something for the little wizards.

From the beginning to the end, they did not suspect that Robert was panicking, after all, who didn’t know——

Robert has special access to information!

When it comes to eavesdropping, house elves have special hiding skills, especially those families whose principle is that "the owner will never discover the existence of a house elf." House elves are simply more ninjas than ninjas.

As for keeping it secret?

Most pure-blood wizards never thought that their servants would tell these things. In other words, in the elves' perception, if the master said that this matter could not be told, they would definitely die. Secrets are to be kept, but anything the elf hears can be told to others if they do not put a gag order on the elf.

These cowardly guys have their own cunning and survival laws, which are completely different from the wizards' views, and they cannot be treated with common sense.

Now that he knew that some people were planning to use some secret means while the young wizards were leaving the Kingdom of Fu, Robert was unwilling to leave the Country of Fu from the bottom of his heart.

Just kidding, that's the property I worked so hard to build. How about I keep it as my wife in the future?

However, what everyone did not expect was that this time, the pure-blood families were serious. They really wanted to make a big fortune. Taking advantage of Voldemort's remaining power, they took control of the "Daily Prophet". Now the entire In the magical world of the Kingdom of Corruption, most of the wizards thought that Voldemort was still in the Kingdom of Corruption and could find the reclusive wizards at any time and kill them.

Now, through the Daily Prophet, they continue to declare the existence of Harry Potter, Dumbledore's successor and the final savior. He is about to set off to find the devil, fight with him to the death, and defeat the devil. The Demon King brings peace to the wizards of the rotten country.

Scrimgeour was so angry that he couldn't do anything but hold us back! These bastards couldn't do anything!

And the way they pushed Harry to the forefront made Scrimge even more disgusted.

That's an underage wizard, okay? Can you use your shrunken brains to think carefully about whether it is too despicable to force a minor like this?

Anyway, Scrimgeour is very dissatisfied with this kind of behavior. If possible, he would prefer him to face the Dark Lord directly, not for the sake of reputation, but because he feels that this kind of thing should be left to an old man like him. , young people should increase their experience while they are young, and wait until old guys like them can no longer bear it.

But he forgot one thing. How can young people calm down? When they heard that they could protect the magical world, they naturally hurriedly did it.

"Mr. Potter! Mr. Potter!" Harry lay lazily on his aunt's carefully manicured lawn, and the occasional breeze brought a hint of the fragrance of roses.

Aunt Petunia became obsessed with planting roses and tulips again, and the whole yard was covered with clusters of flower seedlings.

The tulips were already past their flowering period, and Harry didn't know if she had succeeded, but roses were different. They had a long flowering period, especially in the summer when the flowers were in full bloom. Not to mention, they smelled pretty good.

Harry felt that now that his aunt's family had suddenly improved their relationship with him a little, it would be a great thing to lie in the shade of the house, fall asleep while smelling the fragrance of the flowers around him, and spend the entire summer vacation.

Unfortunately, his sleep was interrupted.

Because someone is calling him.

Yes, it was very strange that someone was calling him.

You must know that this is the Muggle world. Harry's most famous reputation in the street is just "the brother of Dudley the Great Demon King". Many people have forgotten that the Dursleys also have a son who lives in the street. The little boy here, even occasionally someone would see him from outside the fence, and would ask him suspiciously if he was a relative of the Dursley family who came to stay temporarily.

Well, it's quite tragic.

Harry thought this way, he has lived here for more than ten years, and he has been forgotten?

"Mr. Potter! Mr. Potter!" Harry, who had been in a daze for a long time due to the accident, heard someone calling again.

He stood up with confusion on his face and finally saw the person calling him.

It was a thin man with a warm smile on his face, waving from him through the fence.

Harry was full of doubts. If the other person was a neighbor, he should not call him Mr. Potter at this time, but would call him Little Dursley.

Yes, there was no way they would know that his last name was not Dursley, but Potter.

After all, aunt and the others haven't told anyone else.

Curious, Harry walked over with some vigilance, and asked through the white wooden fence, "Hello, sir, are you lost?"

The other party showed an exaggerated expression, "Lost? How is it possible? Only Muggles can get lost! Wizards can go anywhere as long as they have a directional spell!"

Harry opened his mouth wide and looked at the other person in disbelief, "First of all, sir, are you a wizard?"

"Of course, of course! I'm a pure-blood wizard, from the Bathory family... Well, don't you know our family?" The other party smiled awkwardly, "Well, well, actually we only came here in the past two hundred years. It’s normal for you not to know about the rising family.”

As he spoke, he twisted his neck uneasily, "Anyway, I have something to tell you. I wonder if I can go in for a cup of tea?"

Harry became more vigilant about this person. From his tone, he could feel the other person's admiration for pure blood. If this is the case...

"No one who is worshiped by purebloods is a simple person. Let me put it bluntly. Those guys all have some evil views." This is what his good friend said. Judging from Harry's experience in school, He had to admit that his friend's comments were really sharp and accurate.