v2 Chapter 1616： Hatred that began 18 years ago (1/2)

Dedalo said that it was quiet, no one answered, and Uncle Vernon still stared at the bulging bag in the pocket of Dedalo vest, dazed, dazed...

Harry didn't talk, he was thinking about plans that suddenly changed.

Without the use of apparition, how do people in the Order of the Phoenix prepare to pick him up? !

”Maybe we should wait in the outside hall, Dedalo.” Haisijia whispered. She thought more, and felt that Harry and the Dursleys had to be warm and tender, and they might have to say goodbye to each other with tears. It is not appropriate for them to stay in the house.

”No need.” Harry muttered.

Without Harry's explanation, Vernon's next words made more explanation unnecessary, he said aloud, ”Yes, this is goodbye, kid.”

He stretched his right arm forward and wanted to shake hands with Harry, but at the last moment he couldn't seem to face it. He put his hand into a fist and swung back and forth like a metronome.

”Ready, Dada?” Aunt Petunia asked, checking the clasp of the handbag while looking for nothing, in order not to look at Harry at all.

Dudley didn't answer, he stood there, his mouth was slightly open, which made Harry vaguely think of the giant Glopp, they are very similar in a certain sense.

”Okay, just like this, let's go,” said Uncle Vernon.

He had already walked to the door of the living room, and he heard Dudley muttering. ”I don't understand.”

”I don't understand anything, baby?” Aunt Petunia looked up and asked her son.

Dudley lifted a ham-like finger to Harry and said, ”I don't understand why he didn't go with us?”

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were in the same place, staring at Dudley, as if Dudley had just expressed his desire to be a ballerina.

”What?” Uncle Vernon asked aloud.

”Why didn't he go together?” Dudley asked.

”Hey, he, he doesn't want to go!” Uncle Vernon said, turning his face and asking Harry, ”You don't want to go, right?”

”Yes, don't want it at all,” said Harry.

”This is going down, this kid is going to stay here, he is willing.” Uncle Vernon said to Dudley, ”Well, leave him alone, let's go.”

Uncle Vernon strode out of the living room, and the people in the room heard the sound of the front door opening, but Dudley did not move.

Aunt Petunia walked a few steps and stopped, looking at Dudley.

”What's the matter?” Uncle Vernon appeared again at the door, snarling and asking.

Dudley seems to be trying to deal with some thoughts that are difficult to express in words. After a moment of seemingly painful inner struggle, he said, ”Where can he go?”

Aunt Petunia and Vernon's uncle face each other and don't know what to say.

Obviously, Dudley frightened them.

At this time, Silka Jones broke the silence.

”Sorry to interrupt you, but... of course you know where your nephew is going, don't you?” she asked confusedly.

”Of course we know!” Vernon Dursley said. ”He will of course go with a few of your class, isn't it? His godfather, that kill... well, Dudley, let's get on the bus, You heard that person said it, time is tight.”

Vernon Dursley once again strode to the front door, but Dudley did not keep up, and Dursley had to stop again.