Vol 2 Chapter 1007: ?I hope you are well

After speaking, Aunt Petunia started walking towards the door behind Harry. Harry pursed his lips slightly and shook his body stiffly. He turned aside as the aunt who had hurried over and let go, he was stunned. He stayed in the kitchen for a while, walked around aimlessly in the kitchen, opened the empty cabinet, and closed it again, hardly knowing what he was doing. After a while, he slowly walked towards the living room.
Harry noticed the storage room under the stairs where he had lived for ten years. At this time, the small door was weakly open, and piles of shoes and umbrellas were piled up on the ground in random, apparently at the owner’s choice. After being mercilessly abandoned, two spiders slowly crawled out of it with their long legs.
Compared to the room upstairs that didn't last much time, this storage room caused Harry more nostalgia. He unconsciously walked over and looked in the door, and was placed on the cement table in the cupboard. The two rusty toy soldiers attracted attention.
　　 The two wrought iron toy soldiers were placed beside two empty glass jars, one stood upright, and the other fell on top. The standing soldier held a sword high in one hand, while the other hand was behind his back; the waist of the soldier who fell to the ground was covered with red rust-for a long time, these two toy soldiers were Harry except The only toy other than grass and stones.
Harry leaned over and got into the locker. He held the two iron toy soldiers in his hands. Suddenly there was a deafening bang from the stairs. Harry straightened up abruptly and hit his head with a "bang". On the door frame. He rubbed his head and got out of the cupboard and closed the door.
"Boy, how did they come here?" Vernon weighed his whole body weight on the stair railing. He snorted and sprayed rough air on his beard. He looked at the sealed fireplace in the living room and turned his head in a gruff voice. Said to Harry, "Are you going to get out of this hapless fireplace again?"
This fireplace has been kept sealed since Harry remembered it. There is an electric stove pretending to burn coal in front of it. If the Order of the Phoenix chooses the Floo network, they will be blocked by the real fireplace and the fake one. In the meantime, if it is a bad-tempered wizard, it will undoubtedly explode again, the power is enough to spread to most of the living room...
　　 Harry shook his head: "Of course not, Floo Net is monitored by the Ministry of Magic, they won't..."
"We have arrived, Dursley." Sirius lifted the phantom spell on his body, then put his hands in his trouser pockets, judging from his impatient tone, it was undoubtedly wise to do so, lest he could not control himself. He took out his wand and cast a curse on Vernon Dursley, who had abused Harry for a long time.
　　 Harry cried out in surprise: "Sirius! I..."
"Ah! For God's sake! You can't do it in a normal way..." Vernon widened a pair of piggy eyes, and was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a group of members of the Order of the Phoenix. He stopped, but immediately, his gaze met Sirius who was glaring at him, and he immediately closed his mouth-in his heart, although Sirius had been proved by Harry and the people over there to be wrongful and wrong, But Vernon was not too convinced. In his heart, even if Sirius was wronged, he would be very happy to blow up a street at any time if he wanted to.
However, due to the deterrence brought to him by the other party for a long time during the holiday, the fearful Vernon did not dare to say anything. He just moved his foot a few steps to the left to block Petunia and Dali on the stairs Behind.
"Good evening, Mr. Dursley." Lupin came out. He tried to shake hands with Vernon Dursley to appease the fat man who looked terrified, but Dursley didn't mean to stretch out his hand at all. He flinched and looked at Lupin in front of him vigilantly, as if he would make a pig's tail on the moon of his Highness.
　　 Sirius, who was standing next to Harry, frowned and snorted, and then said furiously, "Stupid Muggle, if Remus wants to harm you, does Remus need to shake your hand?"
"Stop talking, Sirius." Kinless glanced at Sirius in a weird manner, and he comforted him in a low voice, "You have made yourself too nervous these past two days. Don't worry about Harry too much... Sirius, have confidence in Dumbledore. We can definitely transfer Harry safely this time. Your godson will no longer have to get along with his Muggle relatives. You should be a little more happy."
　　 Vernon trembled with anger, but did not dare to refute, he shrank back in fear.
Realizing that the other party would not shake hands with himself, Lupin, who had experienced similar things many times, withdrew his hand skillfully, and then cast his gaze on the hill-shaped salute in the corner. Ready. Can I put them away first?"
　　 "Hurry up, Remus, they have enough salutes." Tonks yawned and urged.
"Tonks, worry that the action didn't sleep last night, okay? Now you have time to sleep for a while, and I will send these Muggle missions to me for you." Moody stared at Tang Ke with his own magic eyes. Si had a tired face and spoke more gently than usual - as Tonks' Auror senior, Moody has always taken good care of her.
　　 "No, I just..." Tonks waved his hands incoherently, "I mean... I stay up a lot lately."
"Don't worry! Dora just doesn't know why she likes to look through the history of medieval magic recently. During this time, she always sees it very late at night, so that she is a little bit tired now..." Lupin looked at the eyes of everyone in the room. Yizheng explained with embarrassment.
　　 "Ha! You can check each other's caliber next time." Sirius finally looked normal, and started a joke between his friend and his niece.
Lupin smiled bitterly and shook his head without explaining. He took out a cloth pocket that had been cast with the Unmarking Stretching Curse, opened the bag so that its opening was widened, and then waved his wand, using the Levitation Curse to command the pile of salutes to himself Fly into this backpack.
　　 Vernon stared blankly at the less and less things piled up in the corner, thinking that the group of people just appeared in the room silently, and asked: "Then, how do we get out of here?"
　　 "Mr. Dursley, you just need to pretend to go shopping and drive out of here without Harry." Lupin said, "Tonks and I will use the phantom spell to follow and protect you."
　　 Sirius raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "I think it's easy, just like you are used to doing."
　　 Vernon's flushed fat face looked a bit irritated, but instead of pleading, he shouted angrily, "Then, it's time to say goodbye. This is great."
　　 Vernon stretched his hands up, as if he was surrendering. He didn't want to get entangled with the weird guys in his heart anymore. After his palms dropped, he turned and wanted to leave.
Lupin and Tonks cast their hallucination spells again. Petunia stood up, followed him, and started to check the buckle of the handbag without any trouble, without looking at Harry’s direction at all: "Ready, Da Up?"
　　 "Let's go!" Vernon had already walked to the door of the living room. He stopped and urged angrily, "Dudley?"
　　 "I don't understand, is he not leaving with us?" Dali stood there, his mouth slightly open, and raised a ham-like chubby finger at Harry.
　　 Vernon stared at Dudley blankly, as if Dudley had just indicated that he wanted to be a ballerina. Then, he shook his head a little annoyed, and his plump double chin also shook: "Of course he doesn't."
　　 But Dali was not satisfied with his father's short answer. He narrowed his eyes in confusion and continued to ask, "Why?"
　　 "Why?...because...because..." Vernon stammered when asked, "He doesn't want to." With that, Vernon turned his head and pointed at Harry, "Is that right, kid?"
"Absolutely not." Harry answered the question before Vernon had finished asking, his voice determined, he raised his face in a mocking tone, "Also, I'm a waste of space, right?"-Harry Putting his hands behind his back, thinking that he would separate from them—maybe never see again, his heart was full of joy. After sixteen years of extreme disgust with each other, Harry felt that his choice was not difficult to decide.
　　 The pregnant Vernon shook his body after being squeezed by Harry. He put down his raised hands and said indifferently, "Well, this is farewell... Dudley, let's go."
　　 Vernon strode to the front door again, but Dudley still didn't follow.
In Vernon's puzzled gaze, Dudley looked at his father. He shook his body, pressed his hand on the little sofa that was left behind between him and Harry, stepped directly on the sofa, and moved a little slowly. He rolled over towards Harry awkwardly. The sound of footsteps and dust caused by his weight made Harry unconsciously recall that when he was living in the storage room under the stairs, this cousin ran on the stairs deliberately. I wanted to interfere with the footsteps he made while resting and the dross that fell from the gaps in the stairs and fell into his eyes.
But at this time, Dudley’s expression did not ridicule him as usual. The big man’s lips kept moving and his face was flushed. He seemed to want to say something but couldn’t say it. Finally, he gave up, just slowly. Offered a hand to Harry.
　　 Harry lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the plump pink palm that Dudley had stretched out, and tentatively stretched out his hand too surely, and finally the two shook hands.
Dudley raised his face, his gaze was a bit dull but sincere, he opened his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and tried to organize the language. After opening his mouth for a long time, he finally said something with great effort. , "I don't think you are a waste of space."-Then Dudley's lips were pursed lightly, as if he wanted to pull a smile.
　　 Harry seemed to have lost his ability to express for a while, "Thank you," he said dryly.
Then time seemed to stagnate for a few seconds, until Harry and Dali bowed their heads to their hands shaking hands, and finally realized that Harry would not change his mind because of his words. Dali almost smiled sadly, and then still Then he turned around and started walking towards his father Vernon with heavy steps.
　　 The impatient expressions of the people in the Order of the Phoenix have also calmed down a lot, and they have no intention of urging. Tonks in stealth looked at the cousins ​​approvingly, Sirius's expression was very sad-he thought of Regulus.
Harry now vaguely understood that the cup of black tea he kicked before might not be a prank at all. Although he was a little touched, seeing Dudley’s ability to express feelings seemed to be exhausted~EbookFREE.me~he Still feel relieved.
It’s just that when Dudley, the big Muggle guy walked past, he still didn’t choose to go around. He stepped on the sofa again, only half of his feet stepped up. Before going over, Dudley turned back hesitantly to look at Harry, and finally he lifted it up. Raising his arm, he snapped his fingers like good luck to his group of friends.
Harry looked relieved with a smile on his face. He watched his cousin step across the sofa completely, his eyes condensed slightly, as if to restrain his tears, he watched the big cousin and uncle leave the door From his back, his tightly pressed mouth opened, and he said hoarsely in a voice that didn't know whether he was speaking to the other party or himself: "Goodbye, Brother D (Big　D, what Dali Hupengoyou calls him)."
Hearing the sound of Vernon and his son leaving the door, Aunt Petunia, who had been checking the clasp of her handbag, looked up-she didn't seem to expect that she would stay in the same room with Harry again because she was behind, so she hurriedly moved The buckle closed, and she said dryly, "Okay...bye." Then she strode towards the door without looking at Harry.
　　 "Goodbye," Harry said.
　　 Aunt Petunia stopped and turned around.
For a moment, Harry had a particularly strange feeling, as if Aunt Petunia wanted to say something to him: she looked at him with a weird and timid look, as if hesitating to speak, but then she shook her head and rushed out. The door, chasing her husband and son. (Author's note: JK Rowling personally said in a later interview that what Aunt Petunia wanted to say was: "I hope you will be safe (　　safe).")