Vol 2 Chapter 1616: Hatred that began 18 years ago

Dedalo said that it was quiet, no one answered, and Uncle Vernon still stared at the bulging bag in the pocket of Dedalo vest, dazed, dazed...
Harry didn't talk, he was thinking about plans that suddenly changed.
Without the use of apparition, how do people in the Order of the Phoenix prepare to pick him up? !
"Maybe we should wait in the outside hall, Dedalo." Haisijia whispered. She thought more, and felt that Harry and the Dursleys had to be warm and tender, and they might have to say goodbye to each other with tears. It is not appropriate for them to stay in the house.
"No need." Harry muttered.
Without Harry's explanation, Vernon's next words made more explanation unnecessary, he said aloud, "Yes, this is goodbye, kid."
He stretched his right arm forward and wanted to shake hands with Harry, but at the last moment he couldn't seem to face it. He put his hand into a fist and swung back and forth like a metronome.
"Ready, Dada?" Aunt Petunia asked, checking the clasp of the handbag while looking for nothing, in order not to look at Harry at all.
Dudley didn't answer, he stood there, his mouth was slightly open, which made Harry vaguely think of the giant Glopp, they are very similar in a certain sense.
"Okay, just like this, let's go," said Uncle Vernon.
He had already walked to the door of the living room, and he heard Dudley muttering. "I don't understand."
"I don't understand anything, baby?" Aunt Petunia looked up and asked her son.
Dudley lifted a ham-like finger to Harry and said, "I don't understand why he didn't go with us?"
Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were in the same place, staring at Dudley, as if Dudley had just expressed his desire to be a ballerina.
"What?" Uncle Vernon asked aloud.
"Why didn't he go together?" Dudley asked.
"Hey, he, he doesn't want to go!" Uncle Vernon said, turning his face and asking Harry, "You don't want to go, right?"
"Yes, don't want it at all," said Harry.
"This is going down, this kid is going to stay here, he is willing." Uncle Vernon said to Dudley, "Well, leave him alone, let's go."
Uncle Vernon strode out of the living room, and the people in the room heard the sound of the front door opening, but Dudley did not move.
Aunt Petunia walked a few steps and stopped, looking at Dudley.
"What's the matter?" Uncle Vernon appeared again at the door, snarling and asking.
Dudley seems to be trying to deal with some thoughts that are difficult to express in words. After a moment of seemingly painful inner struggle, he said, "Where can he go?"
Aunt Petunia and Vernon's uncle face each other and don't know what to say.
Obviously, Dudley frightened them.
At this time, Silka Jones broke the silence.
"Sorry to interrupt you, but... of course you know where your nephew is going, don't you?" she asked confusedly.
"Of course we know!" Vernon Dursley said. "He will of course go with a few of your class, isn't it? His godfather, that kill... well, Dudley, let's get on the bus, You heard that person said it, time is tight."
Vernon Dursley once again strode to the front door, but Dudley did not keep up, and Dursley had to stop again.

A few people like us go?

He did not wait for him to talk, and Hessian seemed to be annoyed.
Harry had encountered this attitude before. The wizards saw that the closest relatives of the famous Harry Potter relationship were so indifferent to him. It seemed to be shocking. This seems to be the most unacceptable thing for them.
"Forget it!" Harry persuaded. "Nothing, really nothing."
"Nothing?" Hesi Jia said, the voice was very high, and it was unknown. "How could it be nothing? These people know what you have experienced? Do you know what danger you are facing? Do you know that you are The unique position in the core of the anti-Voldemort movement? We are not stigmatizing to escape, but fighting, saving the magic world, saving the country, you are a hero, Harry!"
"Oh, I don't know, they don't know," said Harry. "Actually, they probably thought I was a waste, but nothing, I am used to it."
"I don't think you are a waste."
If you don't see Dudley's lips moving, Harry probably won't believe it.
He took Dudley for a few seconds before finally acknowledging that Dudley was talking. At least he saw Dudley’s face flushed, and Harry himself was embarrassed and surprised.
"Hey, hey, thank you, Dudley."
Dudley seemed to be dealing with some difficult expressions. He didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth for a long time and finally murmured, "You saved my life."
"Can't say that!" said Harry. "That's mainly because of me, and the Dementor was going to take your soul..."
He looked at his cousin curiously. During the summer vacation and last summer, they had little contact. Harry had a short time to return to the Nuwa Road and always stayed in his room. After the Sirius warning, De The Si Li family also forbids Dudley to get close to Harry, especially after the demention attack.
Knowing this, Harry only vaguely understood that the cup of herbal tea he had kicked might not be a mischief at all. Although he was very touched, he still felt relieved to see that Dudley’s ability to express his feelings had already been exhausted.
Dudley opened his mouth, his face flushed and he didn't talk anymore.
Aunt Petunia cried and rushed over.
Hessian Jones looked at her with approval, but did not expect that Aunt Petunia rushed over to hug, not Harry, but Dudley, and Haysley was full of anger.
"True, sincere, Dada..." She cried with Dudley's broad chest. "More, how cute, child, will, thank you..."
"He didn't say thank you at all!" Haisijia said angrily. "He only said that he thinks Harry is not a waste!"
"Yeah, but this is said from Dudley's mouth, just like ‘I love you’,
said Harry.
Aunt Petunia continued to hold Dudley tightly, as if Dudley had just rescued Harry from a burning house, and Harry couldn’t help but be annoyed and funny.
At this time, Uncle Vernon came over impatiently.
"We still can't go!" he yelled, then looked at Harry unnaturally. "Listen, kid, I don't think you are a waste, but I don't like you, yes, don't know." Has anyone said that you are like your father, very much like, since we met for the first time on the night of 18 years ago, I recognized what kind of goods he is, arrogant, powerless, rude, like to mock others. You and he are almost a model to engrave. When you were a child, it was just as annoying, but... damn, we can’t go, it’s not a very tight time!

He shook his hand hard, and the words behind him could not go on.
Harry also stunned, and Uncle Vernon mentioned that he and his father met for the first time eighteen years ago and no one ever told him about it.
Obviously, the meeting was very unpleasant.
Eighteen years ago, it was the year when his parents graduated from Hogwarts, the same year that his parents got married.
A lot of things happened that year, and Uncle Vernon’s hatred of Harry also seems to stem from this.