HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 There is no wind on Sunday morning.

　　 Vernon Dursley looked very spiritless in the morning. Even from the telescope, he could see the dark circles on his face very clearly. One can imagine how bad he is now.

　　 "Today is Sunday and there is no postman. I guess Mr. Dursley may be able to relax and rest."

　　 Joanne stood behind the telescope, watching the tired Mr. Dursley sitting on the chair to have breakfast, and suddenly curled her lips.

　　 "Speaking of which, I feel a little strange. Mrs. Dursley was originally a family member of the wizard, so why is she so resistant to the wizarding world."

　　 "What is her resistance."

Knowing the reason, Jon chuckled and explained: "Mrs. Dursley used to secretly use Lily’s owl to write to Dumbledore. She actually wants to be a witch more than Lily. It’s a pity, destiny. She always likes to tease people so much. She is just psychologically unbalanced, but she is not a bad person."

　　 "There are no natural bad guys. The so-called bad guys are actually people shaped by the acquired environment."

　　 "So? Do you think people in the world are naturally kind?"

"Perhaps, it's not just human beings. In this world, all the lives that follow the rules are born kind? Since they don't know anything when they are born, they just keep the biological instincts, and there is nothing wrong with it. ."

Joanne’s fingers on the telescope gently twitched: “Philosophically believes that any conscious living body will have a certain impact on the world. If life is good, then the world will change for the better, if the world is bad. , Then the world will go to destruction. Since creatures have existed in this world for so many years, and the world still exists, it can at least prove that half of the people are good."

　　 "What you said... also makes sense, but who can explain this kind of thing? But... you just want to be happy."

　　 The two ended their brief conversation and began to observe the breakfast opposite each other.

Accidents are always sudden. Just now Joanne saw through the binoculars that Mr. Dursley accidentally smeared jam on the newspaper, and then saw something smashed down the kitchen chimney and hit Dess severely. Li on the back of his head.

　　 Then, thirty or forty letters came out of the fireplace like bullets.

　　 "I knew how the Hogwarts notice could be stopped. As long as Harry doesn't open the envelope for a day, these letters will continue to be sent, and more and more."

　　 "But where did these letters come from? I didn't see an owl either."

"Summoning." There was no unexpected expression on Jon's face: "Aren't there still a few wizards left around? Before they leave, they must make more use of it, but there are still wizards left here. several?"

"Two. When I went in the morning, only the two houses that lived a little further away still had wizards, and after hearing Mrs. Feige's words, the wizards here would evacuate, and she was the only one who was staring here, yes. Also, Mrs. Feige should have seen what you came here. I guess Dumbledore should know the news about your presence here."

　　 "Oh, know it if you know it."

Jon stayed quiet, and began to frantically search for Mrs. Feige in his mind, and then he thought for a while before remembering that it was Dumbledore who was here secretly taking care of Harry Potter’s dumb old lady, and he kept several of them. The cat.

Anyway, Dumbledore will know about things here sooner or later. He didn’t intend to hide it here. As long as Dumbledore asks, someone will definitely tell him about his affairs. I only know it now. I guess he didn’t. Seriously.

　　 "Professor Dumbledore should just think that I was bored on a whim. As long as Harry Potter is fine, Dumbledore will not care where and what I am doing."

"Ok."

　　 Joanne looked at the house opposite Mr. Dursley holding Harry's waist and throwing people out of the kitchen. The family hugged their heads and fled into the corridor, and appeared in the living room soon.

　　 The pen in her hand quickly drew out two long paragraphs of English, and asked:

　　 "Then what do you let me pack up for?"

　　 "The Dursleys will definitely want to change places. Of course we will follow up. My things are already packed. You can simply bring two clothes. It won't be too long on the road."

　　 Jon looked at the Dursleys who were beginning to jump in his field of vision. Mr. Dursley had already pulled off the beard on his face, and he looked like a man and a ghost.

Joanne had already gone upstairs to pack her things. The phone call from Jon to Anthony a few days ago finally worked. The car and boat reserved are already in place. I heard that a new person who will attend is also included. , I heard it’s a newcomer to the company.

　　Aren’t all the newcomers in the American companies? Where do people use it for themselves?

Jon suddenly remembered that he hadn’t contacted Anthony for nearly two months. Mr. Smith was on vacation~www.wuxiahere.com~ and had time to help Jon with work. After all, there was no work to deal with, Jon, please The professional managers are not just plain rice.

　　The newcomer of the company looks very young. It should be a young man who just came out of a university campus, and he is Asian.

"What's your name?"

　　 "Master, Mr. Smith said to let me be your housekeeper, you can call me Rank."

　　 "Butler?"

　　 Jon handed the backpack in his hand, and then carried the small bag in Joanne's hand into the car. I don’t know what can be stored in a bag of Joanne’s size?

"I don't know what my dad said to you when he sent you over, but don't call me young master, I don't like this title, you can call me boss, Anthony, they all call me that, and..." Jon Turned her head and glanced at Joanne with a smile: "Trouble this sister, can you stop looking at me with this look of money? Are there flowers on my face?"

　　 "No, my sister suddenly felt that you were mature and stable, especially attractive."

　　 Jon turned his head away and got into the car.

　　 "Boss, where are we going? Go directly to the pier?" Rank seemed to be reporting to work: "We have found the place you mentioned before. The boss of the charterer said that we can go there anytime these days."

　　 "Don't worry, we still have business."

　　 Jon glanced at Joanne, who returned him with an "all ready" look.

　　 He pinched his watch, then watched a car drive out of Dursley's house.

　　 "Okay, keep up with that car."