Chapter 206 Death, Daily Life, Letters
Riddle Manor, 1994.
Frank Bryce, a former World War II veteran, timidly lit the gas stove with a match.
He lived alone outside Riddle Manor. Because of his prison experience, the neighbors around him disliked him and the children often bullied him.
After lighting the gas stove, he looked up and saw that there seemed to be a flash of light in the old master's manor. "These naughty kids."
Throwing the tin kettle on the stove, the old man came into the manor with an oil lamp.
Pushing open the door, Bryce walked towards the lighted room.
When he reached the stairs, Bryce heard a weak voice coming from inside the room.
“Venom, I need Venom, Wormtail where are you!!!
If I remember correctly, without me you would still be living in the sewers. Are you tired of serving me now? "
"No, Lord Dark Lord, I just thought that perhaps it would be possible without the boy."
Bryce saw a cowering man crawling around the sofa, and a large snake swam under Bryce's feet and entered the room.
"Nagini said a guest has arrived. Please invite him in." The weak voice came again.
Bryce opened the door and walked into the room. "Who the hell are you? Get out of here or I'm going to call the police!"
"Call the police. Do you expect those ridiculous Muggles to fight us?"
Bryce looked at the sofa and saw an ugly, wrinkled baby talking.
The baby struggled to raise a stick towards him, "Avatar..."
There was a flash of green light, and Harry woke up from his dream.
Harry held his forehead and looked at Hedwig who was locked in the cage.
'What a gloomy day, this nightmare... I'll just write to Sirius and tell him about it,' Harry thought.
He got up from the bed. Due to Dudley's super evolution, the school could no longer make school pants that Dudley could wear.
For Dudley's health, the entire Dursley family could only accompany Dudley to eat the healthy diet sent by the nurse of Smelting College.
In order to make Dudley happy, Harry's share was always much less than Dudley's.
Unable to bear the hunger, Harry sent a letter for help to Mrs. Molly.
'The letter should be here soon,' thought Harry.
Then, a silver-white dragon squeezed in through his window.
Harry: “….”
"Oh, I'm so sorry. This is my first time teaching the Patronus how to Apparate. I might not be very skilled." Aiden emerged from the dragon and apologized.
Harry could understand each word Aiden said separately, but for some reason he couldn't understand them when they were put together.
Thanks to last school year, Aiden's Transfiguration skills have improved greatly, and now combined with alchemy, Aiden helps Harry remove the trace on his heart.
That's why Aiden dared to use magic unscrupulously in front of Harry.
Harry in front of him was looking at Aiden eagerly, as if saying, "Rich...classmate, I'm hungry, I want to eat."
"Here, this is specially made for you by Aunt Molly."
Aiden pulled a suitcase from his pocket and handed it to Harry.
"Aunt's special beef sandwich, and some candy and snacks I bought, which should be enough for you to eat until school starts. I also cast a spell on the box, so it can keep food fresh."
Harry took the box and said very touchedly, "Thank you, Aiden."
"Well, the stuff has been delivered, and I'm almost going back. And Sirius seems to have something to deal with, so he asked me to pass the ticket to you."
As he spoke, Aiden took out a ticket and handed it to Harry. Harry took the ticket and saw that it clearly said World Quidditch Championship.
"Cool, Sirius will come to pick me up, and why can't I move in with him." Harry looked at the ticket, his eyes revealing a desire for family affection.
"He has something to do, so your uncle should come to pick you up then." Aiden said.
"Ah↘" There was disappointment in the green eyes.
"Cheer up, boy. You'll be able to see each other more often in school after the semester starts." Aiden patted Harry's shoulder.
Harry managed a forced smile at Aiden.
After delivering the food, Aiden summoned the Patronus again, sneaked in, and then used Apparition to return to the Burrow.
Inside the Burrow, Aunt Molly was supervising Ron's training, and screams could be heard from the courtyard.
"Maybe he can be an Auror next year." Aiden thought as he looked at Ron.
"Bang." A loud explosion was heard in the twins' room.
"They're here again, playing with explosions in the room all night long. It's really noisy."
Ginny came over and sat next to Aiden, shaking his hand and said coquettishly,
"Aiden, is there any way to give me a quiet night back?"
"Alchemical earmuffs, or I can carve a sound-isolating matrix in your room." Aiden raised his eyebrows and motioned for Ginny to choose one herself.
"I want the Matrix!" Ginny decisively chose the latter.
Speaking of which, the sound insulation of the humble house is really poor. I have to find a way to persuade my aunt to make a renovation.
Ah? Someone asked why I didn't convince my uncle, because...
Aiden interrupted this disrespectful thought in time when Arthur walked in from the door.
"Aiden, is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?" Arthur asked puzzled.
"Uh, nothing. I just finished what my aunt asked me to do and I was just staring at the door in a daze." Aiden laughed.
"Ah!~~~" As the last scream came from outside the window, Mrs. Molly also walked in.
"Aiden, you're back. How's Harry? Has he become thinner due to hunger? Have the things been delivered?" Mrs. Molly started to pay attention to her own son who was in foster care.
"Well, he's very good, I gave him the things, and aunt, could you please stop using me as an owl?" Aiden complained.
"But you are fast!" Mrs. Molly said in a loud voice.
Aiden: “…”
"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing. I forgot to ask you to inform Harry's Muggle relatives." Mrs. Molly slapped her head.
"Why notify them? They're just hoping Harry can leave soon anyway." Aiden shook his head.
"This is etiquette, my lovely nephew, etiquette!" Mrs. Molly tapped Aiden's head gently.
Then she hurried to get paper and pen and enclosed a letter of notification for the Dursleys.
Not knowing the correct way to use stamps, Mrs. Molly covered the entire envelope with stamps.
Since Aiden didn't see his aunt's wasteful operation, the colorful letter was sent out through the post office.
The next day, when Vernon returned home from work, a postman happened to come over with a letter.
Fenon took the letter from the postman with a grim face, walked quickly into the house, and closed and locked the door in one go.
"Harry Potter!" Vernon yelled angrily.
"What's wrong, Uncle Vernon?" Harry asked in confusion.
"Look at what your freak friends sent. What if the postman connects our family with those unruly people?" Fenon roared.
"Are we serious?" Harry muttered softly.
"What did you say!" Vernon didn't hear clearly.
"Oh, it's Mr. Weasley. They'll be visiting our house on Tuesday," Harry said excitedly.
"Listen, don't let those freak friends of yours cause any trouble in my house, or I'll make them pay." Fenon warned Harry fiercely and let him go.
