Chapter 1038 (2/2)

”You come...”

”We think it's better to talk to your aunts and uncles before they take you home.”

”I don't think it's a good idea.” Harry said immediately.

”Well, I think so.” Moody complained. He came closer and asked, ”are they them, Potter?” He pointed back with his thumb, and his eye was clearly able to peer through the back of his head and his hat.

Harry moved to the left and looked at Moody's point. Yes, it was the Dursleys, who were looking at Harry's welcome group in horror.

”Ah, Harry,” exclaimed Mr. Weasley, who had just warmly said hello to Hermione's parents, who was now embracing Hermione and van Lin, who was always in an unexpected embarrassment in front of the Grangers, even in Mr. al

Well, the object of tension should change.

”So, should we do that?”

”Yes, Arthur.” Moody's said. The two of them were the first to walk towards the Dursleys, who were obviously stunned. Hermione came running from her mother, too.

”Good afternoon,” said Mr. Weasley, standing in front of Uncle Vernon's right, ”you must remember me. My name is Arthur Weasley.”

Two years ago, when Mr. Weasley destroyed the Dursleys' living room alone, Harry thought that Uncle Vernon would forget him, which was astonishing.

Sure enough, Uncle Vernon's face turned dark brown, and he glared at Mr. Weasley, but said nothing, perhaps because there were more people than the Dursleys. Aunt Petunia had a frightened look, and she kept looking around for fear of being found out of her situation. Dali, on the other hand, seems to think that he is too small to be ignored. Of course, this is impossible.

”We want to talk to you about Harry.” Mr. Weasley said, still smiling.

”Yes,” murdi growled, ”about how Harry was treated in your house.”

Uncle Vernon's moustache seemed to be full of anger, and perhaps the bowler hat gave him the feeling that moody was a good man to deal with, and he called out to him, ”I don't know what's going on in my family that's going to matter to you.”

”I think there are several books you don't know, desley.” Moody roared.

”That's not the point,” broke in Tonks, who seemed to annoy Aunt Petunia more than anyone else because she closed her eyes and didn't look at her. ”The point is, if we find out you're abusing Harry -”

”please don't make such a mistake, we'll know.” Lu Ping said happily.

”Yes,” Mr. Weasley said, ”if you don't allow Harry to use the phone...”

”Telephone. ”Hermione whispered.

”Yes, if we get any clues that you are treating Harry unfairly, you will have to explain.” Moody's said.

Uncle Vernon was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his anger seemed to be far greater than the fright from these strange people.

”Are you threatening me, sir?” He exclaimed, causing passers-by to turn their heads to look at him.

”Yes, I am,” replied the devil's eye rudely, looking pleased at Uncle Vernon's quick understanding.

”And do I look like a person who can be intimidated?” Uncle Vernon growled.

”Well,” said moody, taking his bowler hat down to reveal his terrible, spinning eye. Uncle Vernon jumped up in horror and ran into a luggage cart. ”I have to say that you are such a man, Dursley.”He turned to look at Harry. ”Potter, call us if you need to. If we don't hear from you for three days, we'll send someone over. ”

Aunt Petunia gave a pitiful sob. She was obviously wondering what the neighbors would say if they saw such a group of people walking along the path of his garden.

”So goodbye, Potter.” Moody said, grabbing Harry's shoulder with a rough hand.

”Be careful, Harry,” lupin said quietly, ”keep in touch.”

”As soon as possible,” said Weasley, taking you out of there again, Mrs. Weasley. ”We'll see you soon.” Ron said eagerly, shaking Harry's hand.

”Soon, Harry,” Hermione said sincerely, ”we promise.”

”Remember to contact me, count the days, trust me, it won't be slow.” Van Lin winked at Harry.

Harry nodded. He couldn't express to them how he felt when he saw them all standing beside him. He laughed and waved goodbye, then turned and walked out of the station into the Sunny Street, followed by Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley.

”Can the Dursleys learn to be smart?” Hermione said worried.

”I think so.” Fanlin nodded. He knew the temperament of the Dursleys, ”but before that, we should...”

”Mom said to take us back.” Hermione whispered, ”Mr. al asked them. He couldn't get away from the company...”

”Er All right! Go to your house first, and then we're going to Sirius... ”