Vol 2 Chapter 1219:

For a moment, there was a brief silence in the room, and the distant sound of Hagrid smashing the wooden door seemed to echo through time and space again.
That was probably the happiest time for Harry, escaping from this home and embarking on a new journey.
Most importantly, he didn't have to think so much at the time, even Voldemort was extremely friendly.
Anyway, with his current vision, Harry didn't even need to make a move, and Fanlin could easily solve it with a simple spell.
Aunt Petunia looked at Uncle Vernon, and Dudley looked at Harry.
In the end, Uncle Vernon blurted out: "What about my job? What about Dudley's school? I don't think these things have any meaning for a group of lazy wizards, but for us, this is the foundation of our existence. "
"So, don't you understand until now?" Harry cried helplessly, "If you don't leave here, you will never have the most basic life. You know, they will torture you, Kill you, just like I did to my parents!"
"Dad," Dudley said trembling loudly, "Daddy, I want to go with those from the Order of the Phoenix."
"Dali," Harry said with a sigh, "you finally said something useful in your life."
He knew he had won, and if Dudley accepted help from the Order of the Phoenix out of fear, his parents would accompany him. There is no doubt that they will evacuate their old antique house.
Harry glanced at the travel clock on the fireplace.
"They will be there in about 5 minutes" Harry said without hesitation, and he left the room without waiting for the Dursleys to speak.
In fact, Harry once thought he would be separated from his aunt, uncle and cousin forever, but now there is a smell of embarrassment and embarrassment in the air.
What will you say to each other when the seventeen years of looking at each other's life is about to end?
Each is well, or, I hope you are still alive?
Inexplicably, Harry's heart was a little messy, and an inexplicable emotion came out in an instant.
Back in the bedroom, Harry flipped through his backpack aimlessly, then digging out two boxes of owl nuts in Hedwig's cage. She ignored the two boxes of food that fell to the floor with a bang.
"We're going to leave soon," Harry said to her, "and then you can fly again, maybe you can play with Fox and Piggy..."
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Harry hesitated, walked out of the room, and went downstairs.
He couldn't expect Hestia Jones and Dedalo Dego to get along with Dursley alone.
"Harry Potter!" Harry screamed as soon as he opened the door, and the short man in the fuchsia top hat bowed deeply at him, "It is an honor to see you as always. !"
"Thank you, Dedalor," Harry said, and he smiled a little embarrassedly at the black-haired Hestia. "It's great that you can come and help... They are there, my aunt, uncle, and Cousin..."
"Hello, Harry Potter relatives!" Dedalo walked into the living room and said happily. But the Dursleys didn't seem to be happy about it. Half of Harry's heart was expecting them to change their minds again. Dali shrank behind his mother as soon as he saw the wizard.
"It looks like you are all ready, great! As Harry told you, this is a very simple plan," Dedalo said, taking a big pocket watch from his vest pocket and looking at it. Look, "We left earlier than Harry, but if we use magic in your house, it will be dangerous... Harry is still underage, and if you use magic here, the Ministry of Magic will have an excuse to arrest him... so I thought We need to drive away, for example, about ten miles, we will apparate to a safe place arranged for you. I think, do you know how to drive?"
Dedalo asked Uncle Vernon politely.
"Know how...? Of course I know how to drive!" Uncle Vernon said angrily.
"You are very smart, sir, very smart. Personally, those buttons confuse me." Dedalo said politely. Obviously he wanted to please Uncle Vernon, but Uncle Vernon was obviously because of Germany. These words of Dallow lost confidence in the plan.
"So, you don't even know how to drive," he muttered, his beard trembling angrily. Fortunately, neither Dedaluo nor Hesijia heard what he said.
"You, Harry," Dedallo continued, "I have to wait here for your guards to arrive. There has been a slight change in the arrangement..."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked immediately, "I thought it was a crazy-eyed guy who came to pick me up from Floo."
"It can't be like that now," Dedalor said succinctly. "Your friend will explain to you, a person you know very well. In fact, I never understood why Dumbledore let him take over. He still So young."
"What do you mean?" Harry was a little confused, "Take what? Not crazy-eyed..."
"You'll know in a moment." Dedalo said mysteriously.
The Dursleys listened to these conversations with a confused look.
"Hurry up!" The Dursleys were taken aback by the scream that came out of nowhere, and Harry looked around and realized that the sound was from Dedalo's old pocket watch.
"Yes, our schedule is very tight," Dedallo nodded at the old pocket watch and put it back in his vest pocket. "We tried our best to pinpoint the time for you to leave here and Apparate your family, Harry, all The spell will disappear the moment they are all safe."
He turned to Dursley and said, "So, are everyone ready to go?" No one answered him. Uncle Vernon still stared at the protruding part of Dedallo's vest pocket in horror.
"Maybe we should go to the hall outside and wait a minute, Dedalor." Hesga whispered. She obviously felt it was unwise to stay in the house at this time, and Harry might have to say goodbye to the Dursleys in tears.
"No," Harry murmured decisively, but Uncle Vernon exaggeratedly expressed the same meaning out loud: "Then, goodbye, kid."
He stretched his right arm close to Harry's hand, but seemed to wince at the last moment, then closed his fist and swung back and forth twice, like a metronome.
"Are you ready, Dada?" Aunt Petunia asked, and she suddenly checked the button of her handbag without reason, as if to avoid seeing Harry. Dudley didn't answer, but stood there with his mouth slightly opened, which reminded Harry of the giant Glop.
"Then, let's go." Uncle Vernon walked to the door of the living room when Dudley said, "I don't understand."
"What don't you understand? Baby?" Petunia asked, looking at her son. Dudley raised his ham-like hand and pointed at Harry: "Why doesn't he walk with us?"
Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia froze in place. They stared at Dudley as if Dudley had said he wanted a ballerina.
"What did you say?" Uncle Vernon said loudly.
"Why didn't he go together?" Dudley asked hesitantly.
"Um... he... doesn't want to go," Uncle Vernon finished, turning his face to Harry, and added, "You don't want to go, do you?"
"Not at all." Harry said suddenly sadly.
"You understand," Uncle Vernon said to Dudley. "Well, let's go now."
He walked out of the room and opened the front door, but Dudley still didn't move. Aunt Petunia took two steps hesitantly and stopped.
"What's wrong now?" Uncle Vernon growled and appeared at the door again. Dudley seemed to be struggling to translate his thoughts into words. After a few seconds of painful inner struggle, he finally spoke: "But where is he going?"
Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon glanced at each other, and it was obvious that Dudley frightened them. Hai Sijia broke the silence: "But...you must know where your nephew is going?" She asked in confusion.
"Of course we know," Uncle Vernon said. "He's going to be with someone like yours, isn't he? Okay, Dudley, let's get in the car. You heard what the man said. Time is tight. come."
Uncle Vernon walked to the front door again, but Dudley still did not move.
"Go with people like us?" Heathga looked insulted.
Harry had already seen wizards shocked by the Dursleys, and they were surprised that these people were so indifferent to the famous Harry Potter.
"It's okay," Harry assured her. "To be honest, I don't mind."
"Do you mind?" Hesijia raised her voice and repeated. "Aren't these people aware of what you are going to do? Don't they know how much danger you are facing? Don't they know how important you are in the battle against Voldemort?"
"Uh... yes, they don't know," Harry said truthfully. "They think I'm rubbish, in fact, I used to be..."
"I don't think you are rubbish." If Harry didn't see Dudley's lips moving, he absolutely didn't believe that he said it. He looked at Dudley for a few seconds before accepting that those words were from him. The fact that the cousin's mouth is, and Dudley's blushes.
Harry was embarrassed and surprised: "Um... uh... thank you, Dudley."
Dudley once again struggled with his own thoughts, and wanted to express his thoughts, he muttered: "You saved my life."
"Not exactly," Harry said. "The Dementor wants your soul..."
He looked at his cousin with some curiosity. In fact, neither last summer nor this summer, they didn't say much, because Harry returned to Privet Drive for a short time, and he kept himself in the room for a long time. Harry gradually realized that the cup of iced tea he stepped on might not be a prank.
Although he was very moved, Harry was relieved to see Dudley exhausted from expressing his feelings and could no longer speak.
Dudley tried to open his mouth once or twice, still blushing and quieted down.
Aunt Petunia was already crying. After seeing Aunt Petunia running over to hug Dudley instead of Harry, Heathga's originally satisfied expression turned into anger.
"Really... it's so sweet, Dada..." she cried and pounced on his solid chest, "so... such a cute man... boy... said... thank you..."
"But he didn't say thank you at all!" Hesky said angrily. "He just said he didn't think Harry was rubbish!"
"Yes, but Dudley's words like that are equivalent to saying'I love you'," Harry said truthfully, watching dumbfoundedly as Aunt Petunia was still holding onto Dali tightly, as if he had just Harry was rescued from the burning house.
"Are we going or not?" Uncle Vernon roared, and appeared at the door of the living room again, "I thought we were tight on time!"
"Yes...yes, we are really short on time," Dedalo Digo said. He had been looking at these changes in confusion just now, and now he finally recovered.
"We are really going to leave right away, Harry..." Soon he walked over to Harry, clasping Harry's hand with both hands, "...Good luck, I hope we can see you again. It's up to you to save the wizarding world. "
"Oh," Harry said, "Okay, thank you."
"Very good, Harry," Hesky said, also holding his hand. "Our hearts are with you."
"I hope everything goes well for you," Harry said, looking at Aunt Petunia and Dudley.
"Oh, I think we will be good buddies," Digo said, waving his hat lightly and walking out of the room. Hesijia also left. Dudley gently broke free from his mother's hand, walked to the person who had threatened him with magic, and then he stretched out his big pink hand.
"Oh, Dudley," Harry said in Aunt Petunia's sobbing. "Did the Dementors make you a different person?"
"Hey, who knows," Dudley murmured, "Then, goodbye, Harry."
"Hmm..." Harry said, shaking Dudley's hand, "Maybe I can see you again, be careful, brother d."
For a moment, Dudley almost laughed. They walked out of the house together. Harry heard the heavy footsteps crossing the gravel road, and then the car door closed.
Aunt Petunia’s face had been buried in the handkerchief, and she raised her head when she heard the sound~EbookFREE.me~ found that she was alone with Harry. She quickly put her handkerchief in her pocket and said, "Then, goodbye."
Then without looking at Harry again, he walked out the door. "Goodbye," Harry said. She stopped suddenly and turned her head. For a moment, Harry had a strange feeling, as if Petunia had something to say to him; she looked at Harry with a strange and shocking look, as if She was about to say it soon, but she just turned around abruptly to follow her husband and son, and left the room.
Suddenly, Harry's heart was empty, watching Aunt Petunia leave.
She had something to say, and the farewell that Harry almost blurted out stopped in an instant.
The door closed as soon as the door touched. Now the Dursley family is the only one. This is almost his dream when he was a child, eating some delicious food, even playing with Brother D’s computer, and now...
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