HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 "Hey, give me some space, you stupid big man."

　　 Hagrid's muffled voice came from the radio, and Jon began to laugh silently.

　　 can't make a sound, because Joanne is holding a small tape recorder while recording.

　　 There was a strange cry from the radio, Dudley's horrified cry.

　　 Harry watched Dudley screaming and running past him to hide behind his mother. His mother squatted behind his father in fright.

　　I have never seen them so useless.

　　 "This is Harry, right?"

　　 The giant in front of him lowered his head and said, "The last time I saw you, you were still a little hairy."

Of course Harry had something to ask, but Hagrid didn't give him a chance to speak, and recalled to himself: "You look very much like your father, and your eyes are like your mother. Oh, you look so good, but too skinny. Up."

　　 Mr. Dursley let out a piercing scream from behind Harry, which shocked Harry, after all, Aunt Petunia usually makes such decibel noises.

　　 "I want you to leave immediately, sir!" Mr. Dursley said angrily, "You are a private house!"

　　 "Shut up, Dursley, you fool."

　　 Hagrid snatched the gun from Dursley across the sofa, slapped it lightly, and threw it to the corner of the room after a knot. It was not wise to point the gun at a giant.

　　 "Anyway, Harry, happy birthday to you. I have something for you here-I may be crushed in some places, but the taste is still the same."

　　 He took out a slightly squashed box from the inner pocket of his coat. Inside the box was a big sticky chocolate cake. It says in green sugar juice: Happy birthday to Harry.

　　 Harry raised his eyes to look at the giant, and blurted out his doubts: "Who are you?"

"Oh, yes, I haven't introduced myself to you yet." Hagrid stretched out his hand to hold Harry's entire arm: "I am Ruber Hagrid, the key keeper and hunter at Hogwarts. Field guard."

　　 "Oh, how is the tea?"

　　He rubbed his hands and said, "If you have tea, don't say no when you meet someone better than you, remember."

　　 Hagrid's gaze fell on the empty grate, where there were only crumpled bags.

　　 He snorted and bent down toward the fireplace. No one saw what he was doing, but when he returned immediately, there was already a fire.

　　 "Fire curse."

　　 On the radio side, Jon added, after all, Joanne has no way to hear the spell in her voice.

　　 There was a creak from the radio. It was Hagrid who sat back on the sofa, the heavy body pressing the sofa down.

Harry watched as Hagrid began to pull out all kinds of things from his coat pocket: a copper pot, a pack of squashed sausages, a tongs, a teapot, a few large notched cups, and a bottle. Amber liquid.

The hut was filled with the smell of grilled sausages and the sound of hissing. When Hagrid took the first batch of six thick, greasy, slightly burnt sausages from the tongs, he reached Li could not sit still.

　　Mr. Dursley understands his son naturally, and he sternly shouted: "Dali, you are not allowed to touch anything he gives you."

　　 "You idiot son doesn't need to grow fat anymore, Dursley, don't worry."

　　 Hagrid smiled contemptuously, then handed Harry the sausage.

　　 Harry was very hungry, but he still couldn't look away from the giant, staring at Hagrid as he ate.

　　 When it was finished, no one came to explain to him what happened.

　　 He glanced at the Dursley family behind him. They hid behind and didn't want to talk, so he could only ask himself: "Excuse me, but I really don't know who you are."

"Just call me Hagrid," Hagrid took a sip of tea, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "Everyone calls me that. I told you just now that I am the key keeper at Hogwarts. ——Hogwarts you should always know, right?"

　　 "Hmm... I don't know."

"do not know?!"

　　 Hagrid looked shocked, turned his head and glared at the Dursleys, who immediately hid in the dark with fright.

　　 "God! I know you didn't receive those letters, but I never thought you didn't know Hogwarts, my God! Haven't you ever thought about where your parents learned all that?"

　　 "Everything...what?"

　　 "What is everything?!"

　　 Hagrid stood up, furious, it seemed that the entire cabin was filled with his huge body, and the Dursleys shivered against the wall in fright.

　　 "You mean to tell me," he snarled at the Dursleys: "This kid—this kid!—Yes—you don’t know anything?"

　　 Harry didn't know what happened, but this kind of scene was obviously not the time when he could speak.

　　 Mr. Dursley's face was pale, and he was muttering over there, not knowing what he was saying in a low voice.

　　 The room was suddenly full of tension.

　　 On the ship, Jon, who had already known the follow-up, didn't want to listen anymore. He wrote something on the paper for Joanne and turned and left the cabin.

According to the next development, Hagrid would quarrel with Mr. Dursley, and then show Harry the acceptance letter, and then the Dursleys broke out, Harry knew his life experience, Hagrid began to mourn James and Lily, recalling that In a disaster, describe to Harry the origin of the scar on his forehead, and then conjure a pig tail for Dudley.

These things can be regarded as Joanne’s writing materials. Afterwards, Jon will help Joanne complete this work through various methods and literary polishing. Apart from anything else, he believes in Joanne’s writing style-this lady is indeed very good at writing these. Story ~www.wuxiahere.com~ For him, the matter here is almost done, and then it is his own business, there is no need to involve Joanne.

　　 School is still one month away, and he has to do some other preparations before going back to school.

It seems that he has no perfect way to stay out of the world. Voldemort’s return is bound to be stronger than he once was. The world’s inability to recover from the environment will benefit all wizards, so he thinks that Voldemort can even break through that barrier and become A true legend.

Without Helga, Jon could not speculate for the time being how much impact this incident would have on the entire world. [Repair quota] can be accumulated slowly, but [Destroy Trend] often affects the whole body. Like dominoes, if it is not stopped, it will intensify.

Jon is one of the innocent people involved. Now he doesn’t think that Dumbledore’s accumulated [repair quota] over the years can sustain consumption. This war is longer than what he saw in the book in his previous life. He Guang, even if Jon wanted to evade, there was no way.

Helga will definitely be on Hogwarts' side, and his grandmother's house will also be on Dumbledore's side. Jon can't exist without his family and friends. These relationships are like a mess. The silk thread tied him up and couldn't escape. The more Jon wanted to escape, the tighter he was tied. At this time, he could only find a way to save himself.

　　 Isn't his current life so different from his vision at the same time a year ago?

　　 This is a helpless choice.

　　 Jon thought,

　　 He chose to change after all