“…I know that you must be very wrong in the near future, but as long as you are safe, everything will be fine. Be careful not to do anything sloppy.”

At least, Sirius seems to understand Harry’s feelings.

That’s right, Harry sent a letter to Sirius.

It must be admitted that his letter, like the letters of Ron and Hermione, did not reveal to Harry what he wanted to know, but Sirius’s letter wrote some words of admonishment and relief, rather than half-deprecating, making him nervous.

But then again, Harry basically did it according to Sirius’s shackles. He resisted the temptation at least, and simply did not tie the box to the broomstick and flew directly to The Burrow.

In fact, Harry thought his performance was always very good.

To know that he was trapped in Nuwa Road for so long, in order to hear a little words that revealed Voldemort’s actions, he had to hide in the flower bed, which made him feel frustrated and angry.

However, it was Sirius who told him not to act recklessly. This is really boring.

He has an unclear connection with Voldemort. From the beginning of the confusion to trying to face it now, he has also experienced many messy events.

Probably every one of the wizards will see him as the “boy who is not dead” when he sees him! Now he seems to have a sense of responsibility in his heart… No, exactly, it is the feeling of being a “primary party.”

He can’t understand why this time it seems like everyone is avoiding him. Is something happening?

Harry thought so, passing through the Magnolia Crescent Street, turning into the Magnolia Road, habitually moving towards the darkened playground.

Only after taking a step, he stopped again.

“Do you still want to follow me?”

Harry found that he couldn’t say anything to this seemingly shrinking woman. He could only refuse to follow each other in a relatively euphemistic tone.

Even if he was suspected from the beginning, this woman is actually a wild beast that has not yet revealed a tooth decay.

“But me… there is nowhere else to go…”

The woman seems to have stepped back a little after confirming the distance. She has always been sensitive to other people’s emotions, and she has vaguely noticed Harry’s rejection of her.

“And…” she groaned. “You just said… Wait until school…”

“I didn’t say I must take you there!” Harry gasped.

Maybe Harry was very depressed because of his recent mood, and the woman in front of him was very inexplicable. When he said this, the volume increased unconsciously.

The woman squinted clearly, and then she felt a sense of dissatisfaction with her age. Facing Harry, a boy who was nearly ten years younger than her, she actually took the lead.

“Ah… um… yes, sorry…” The woman retired a few more steps. She looked at Harry with all her disappointment and then turned and ran away.

Harry looked at the direction she was leaving, subconsciously reaching out to the back, but then depressed the half-stretched hand behind her back.

“What is it with! Who is she?”

Harry couldn’t help but feel that his irritability index seems to have risen a whole level!

The door of the playground was locked, and Harry jumped over and walked on the dry grass. It was as usual, and it was empty with the surrounding streets.

When I came to the place where the swing was, I found a Dudley and his swings that had not been able to destroy it. He sat on one arm and looked at the ground with a gloomy look.

Found today by Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, he can no longer hide in the flower bed. Tomorrow, he must come up with another way to eavesdrop on the news.

For the same reason, he has nothing to count on today, and it will be a chaotic night in front of him.

By the way, the scar on his forehead has started to sting again these days, which really makes him very uncomfortable.

Although he also discovered that “Occlumency” can stop the pain, but it can only stop the pain, can not prevent, he can not always close the brain – he can not do.

But he knows that Ron, Hermione and Sirius are probably not interested in this matter. Marx may be able to tell him anything, but he can’t contact him unilaterally. What does it do?

“No, just blame anyone who can’t blame Marx…”

But the people gave him the note about Occlumency early in the morning. If there is no such thing, he will probably only be more painful now – he can’t be so unconscionable.

However, should he wait so? This is too boring… The inner grievances are constantly accumulating, so that he can’t help but want to scream out loud.

He is the champion of the Triwizard Tournament! Although this champion seems to be hydrated, he can understand it. After all, to say that he won Marx, this is even his own unbelief.

Can say again, he is also the champion! He is also very hard!

In order to pass through those bizarre and thrilling levels, he not only spent twelve minutes to prepare, but also in the underground tower.

And what is the reward he got? It was trapped in the Xiaohuijin District for four weeks, almost completely lost contact with magic World, and had to go to the smoky squabble in order to hear the news of the budgie skiing!

Just one after another, another time to participate in the audio-visual meeting, or a strange violent sister, took him to the scene after stunned him!

These resentful thoughts kept tumbling in Harry’s mind, stirring his mind into a mess.

At this time, the night has come, and a hot and soft night has arrived. There was a hot hay in the air, and only the low-pitched vehicles from the road outside the playground railings could be heard.

He didn’t know how long he had been sitting on the swing, and later the voice of others interrupted his contemplation. He looked up and the streetlights on the surrounding streets cast a glimpse of light.

He could see a group of silhouettes walking through the playground, one of them shouting a vulgar song and the others laughed heartily. There was also a slight Ding Ding sound, which was the sound of several expensive cars that they pushed.

Harry knew who those were – the one who started was undoubtedly his cousin Dudley Dursley, who was walking towards the house with his gang of scoundrels.

Dudley is also tall and strong as before, but with strict control over the food for a year, coupled with the new development of a talent, his physique has changed a lot.

Uncle Vernon is happy to say that Dudley has recently become the champion of the Southeastern Junior Heavyweight Inter-school Boxing Competition. The “noble sport” that Uncle Vernon calls makes Dudley even more daunting.

When Harry was in elementary school, he was the first sandbag to practice boxing by Dudley, and he felt that Dudley was powerful enough.

Although he is not afraid of his cousin now, he believes that Dudley is getting more and more sturdy and more accurate, and it is not something to celebrate.

The children of the neighbors are afraid of Dudley – even more than afraid of the “Potter kid.” The adults have warned them that Potter is a hooligan who is not taught and is being disciplined at St Brutus’s Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys School.

Of course, Harry guessed with a semi-circular part, which was supposed to be spread by his “good” coward and “good” aunt.

Harry looked at the dark silhouettes across the grass, wondering if they had beaten the stop tonight.

“Come on! Go back to my cousin, I am sitting here alone! Come over and try it!” he thought bored.

If Dudley’s violent friends saw him sitting here, they would definitely rush straight toward him, so what would Dudley do?

He certainly didn’t want to lose face in front of his friends, but he didn’t dare to provoke Harry. Looking at Dudley’s embarrassment, ridiculing him and admiring his unbearable discomfort, it must be fun.

If anyone else dares to play Harry, he is also prepared – he has wand in his hand! Come and try it! He is eager to vent his disappointment on these men and women who have made his life like hell!

But all of this is just thinking about it. Harry can’t do that, and they didn’t look back. They didn’t see him. They were already going to the railing.

Harry resisted the urge to call them back. It was not a wise move to find someone to fight. He could never use magic, or he was in danger of being expelled from school.

Dudley’s voice was gradually lost, and they went further and further along the Magnolia Road and disappeared from sight.

“You can rest assured, Sirius,” Harry thought sullenly. “Don’t be reckless. Keep yourself safe. It’s the opposite of what you did that year.”

He stood down on the swing from the swing and regained his body.

Petunia Aunt and Uncle Vernon seem to think that Dudley will show up at any time. This time is the time to go home, as long as it is too late after this time.

Uncle Vernon once threatened to put him in the shed if Harry went home after Dudley.

So, Harry resisted yawning and sullenly headed for the playground door.

Like the Nuwa Road, Mulan Road is full of square houses, and the grass is perfectly trimmed. Their owners are all square and straight, driving a spotless car like Uncle Vernon.

Harry prefers the Little Huijin area at night, a window with curtains that reveals each and everyone’s jewel-like patches in the dark.

During the day, whenever he passes by the heads of households, he will always hear the dissatisfaction of his “juvenile offender”, but now there is no such danger.

He walked very fast, and half of the Magnolia Road, he saw Dudley’s guys again. they……

“What are they doing?”

Harry walked into the shadow of a large lilac tree, sticking one’s head around to look for the ground and looking over it, and then showed a blank expression.


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