v2 Chapter 1611： Still a child (2/2)

In short, she was touched and suddenly wanted to get married!

As Mrs. Weasley said, in today's precarious era, many people are privately appointed. If the two sides are in love, what are they waiting for?

Yeah, what are you waiting for?

Amount, this question, Ai Wen feels that at least I have to wait until I am an adult...

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Harry was bleeding in the dark.

He squeezed his right hand with his left hand, groaning in his mouth, pushing the door of the bedroom with his shoulders, and suddenly the cracking of the porcelain was heard at the foot: a cup of herbal tea was placed on the floor outside his bedroom door, and he stepped on it. .

”how……”

Harry looked around and there was no one above the landing on No. 4 Nuwa Road.

This cup of tea is probably Dudley's own cleverness, and I want to make him a prank.

Harry held the bleeding hand high, picked up the pieces of the tea cup with his other hand, and threw it into the trash can that was already full in the bedroom door. Then he walked through the room into the bathroom and rinsed his fingers under the tap.

There are still four days in which you can't use magic. It's stupid, unreasonable, and irritating... Ivan is not an adult, why can he use magic outside the school, and he can't, how did Sirius explain last time... ... Harry had to admit that this deep wound on his fingers certainly made him unable to handle it.

He never learned how to repair the wound. Now think about it, especially thinking about his next step, which seems to be a serious flaw in his magic education.

He secretly decided to ask this question to Ai Wen or Hermione next time, while taking a large group of paper to wipe off the tea stains on the floor.

Then he went back to the bedroom and closed the door heavily.

Just now, Harry completely emptied the box he used to go to school, this is the first time since he was boxed six years ago.

Every time I started school, he replaced and updated three-quarters of the contents of the box. The bottom of the box kept a mess of messy things, old feather pens, dead beetle eyes, and long-wearing pairs. Socks.

A few minutes ago, Harry reached into this layer of debris, and the ring finger of his right hand suddenly burst into pain, and he took it out and saw it.

Now his movements are more cautious. He squats next to the box, carefully groping at the bottom of the box, picking up a worn-out badge, then he pulls out a dilapidated speculum and empty scorpion, and finally finds a scratch. The blade of his fingers.

He immediately recognized it, the fragment of the mirror that Sirius gave him, two inches long.

This stuff can be linked to Sirius, just like the Muggle phone, but Harry has never used it before it breaks into pieces.

In addition to handing him to the Dursleys during his vacation, Sirius has not appeared again this summer, but this is enough for the Desley family. Harry knows that Sirius is very busy, in Deng. After Blydo left, the entire Order of the Phoenix was in a bad state. He could not ask for anything like a child.

The only thing he can do now is to stay quietly in this house, as he has done in the past 16 years, a person silently stranded and quiet.

Protecting yourself from adding chaos is that Harry can give the Phoenix the best help. Think about it.