Vol 2 Chapter 843: Greet Harry

No matter which one is the answer, this is not a good thing, which means Voldemort has done it for him!
Harry had no other way but to stay in the Dursley family pitifully and pray that the Ministry of Magic would not expel him.
This sense of powerlessness made him very annoyed. The only thing that was more annoying than him was Uncle Vernon.
Not surprisingly, after Vernon's uncle finally figured out that the man who killed Harry's parents had returned, and the dementor who had just attacked his baby son was to hunt down Harry, he immediately decided to drive Harry out. , drive out of the house.
Uncle Vernon's reaction was in Harry's expectation, but what really surprised him was that they soon received another letter from the owl, a screaming letter, and the letter was sent to Aunt Petunia.
After a long delay and not taken apart, the red envelope burst into flames, a terrible sound came from the burning letter that fell on the table, filled the kitchen and echoed in a limited space. There is only one sentence.
"Remember my last, Penny!"
Harry didn't understand what it meant, remember what the last thing?
Also, why does Aunt Petunia have a connection with a wizard she doesn't know?
Before Harry talked about Voldemort, she was the first to understand the meaning of the name, and also knew Azkaban and the dementors.
For the first time in his life, Harry was fully aware that Aunt Petunia was his mother's sister.
He couldn't tell why he felt this strongly at this moment. He only knew that in this house, he was not only vaguely aware of what Voldemort's comeback meant...
What surprised Harry was the reaction of Aunt Petunia. After hearing that sentence, she quickly recovered the kind and rigorous arrogance of the weekdays, and persuaded some of Vernon’s uncles to agree. Let Harry stay here.
She ordered Harry to go back to sleep, and since last night, Harry has been lying down to the present.
Aunt Petunia stuffed the food into his room three times a day through the small trapdoor, which was also adopted by Uncle Vernon in the summer three years ago.
Every time Harry heard Aunt Petunia's footsteps approaching, she wanted to ask her what the letter was.
But these questions are not as good as asking her, it is better to ask the door handle.
In addition to the meal, the Dursley family never approached his bedroom.
Harry also felt that it was not very interesting to stay with them. If there was no big noise, there would be no gains. It would only make you angry, and couldn’t help but use the magic in violation of the law.
Harry wrote a letter to Sirius, Avon, Ron, and Hermione, wondering what was going on, and when he was leaving, he sent Hedwig out, but it’s been No reply, as deep as before.
Harry sighed again and fell heavily on the bed, ready to sleep to make himself paralyzed.
This situation lasted for three days, and sometimes Harry was restless and couldn't calm down to do anything.
He just squatted in the bedroom and made him angry for all of them.
Sometimes he was completely listless, lying in bed all hours, or sitting on a chair, staring at the air in disappointment, fearing that he would go to the Ministry of Magic for trial.
What if their judgment is not good for him?
What if he is really fired and his wand is broken into two?
What will he do, where will he go?
He can't live with the Dursley family all day long, because he now knows another world, a world that truly belongs to him. So, can he move to Sirius?
Moving over to live with his godfather, Sirius has mentioned such advice more than once.
But every time he goes to the summer vacation, he will have a lot of things to do, and accompany Ai Wen to take risks around the world.
Harry also wanted to follow, but they didn't take him at all.
This made Harry very dissatisfied with Evan and Sirius, even angry, but there is no other way.
Ivan had explained to him that his mother had left a magic when he died. As long as he stayed with the Dursley family for a while each year, the magic will continue to work and protect him before he reaches adulthood. Not hurt by Voldemort.
This is why Harry can hold back, not to tie the suitcase to the broomstick and fly directly to find Sirius.
At the same time, Harry was also angry with Dumbledore.
Dumbledore refused to tell him that his attitude was obviously cold. In the last part of the last semester, he wanted to find Dumbledore’s conversation and was rejected. He clearly did a lot of things to prove that he was trustworthy, even if there was no Evan. So strong, but it is much better than Ron, Hermione and others.
On the fourth night after Hedwig’s departure, Harry was in a state of sluggishness.
He was lying on the bed with his eyes on the ceiling, and the tired brain was almost blank.
At this time, Uncle Vernon walked into his bedroom.
Harry slowly turned his face to look at him, and Uncle Vernon wore his best suit, a smug look.
"We are going out, kid!" he said.
"Sorry, what are you talking about?"
"We, that is, your aunt, Dudley and I are going out."
"Okay," said Harry dryly, his eyes looking back at the ceiling.
"When we are not there, you are not allowed to leave your room."
"Ok."
"Don't touch TV, touch the sound, touch anything of us."
"Row."
"And, don't sneak out of the fridge."
"No problem." Harry said sloppily, Uncle Vernon looked at him suspiciously.
"I want to lock your door."
"Yes, you lock it."
Uncle Vernon squinted at Harry, apparently suspecting that Harry was so obedient.
Then he walked out of the room in a heavy footstep and turned his back to close the door.
Harry heard the key turning in the keyhole and heard the footsteps of Uncle Vernon's footsteps. A few minutes later, he heard the door closing heavily, the engine rumbling, and the exact sound of the car driving out of the driveway.
Harry didn't feel anything special about the departure of the Dursleys. There was only one person left in the house.
For him, they didn't make much difference when they were not at home. He couldn't even afford to get out of bed and turn the lights on the bedroom.
The room was getting darker, he lay there and listening to the sounds around him.
The empty house creaked and the water in the pipe ran.
Harry was lying on the bed, as if he was in a numb state, he didn't want anything in his head, and his heart was restless.
He forced himself to sleep, and he spent the past few days.
Then he heard footsteps coming from outside the hallway and someone came in.
The Dursleys couldn't come back so soon, and he didn't hear the sound of their cars coming back.
Harry sat up and grabbed the wand on the bedside table. Is it a thief or a devil of Voldemort? !
The next second, the lock rang, the door of the bedroom was slammed open, and Harry jumped up in shock.
In the dark, he saw a familiar figure coming in, it was Ai Wen!