The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 91 Maggie
But if you tame me, then we'll need each other.You are unique to me and I am unique to you.
--(little Prince)
Harry was fast asleep.

She was very tired last night.

It shouldn't be said that, it should be these days, she feels so tired, she doesn't know if she is sick or if there is any change in her body.

It would be great if Melda was here at this time, she must know what happened to her.

Maybe it's time to write to Melda and ask her what's wrong?
Or Snape?

It's been only six or seven days since she's been home, but Harry is already looking forward to the start of school.

It was a wonderful return to sleep, but it didn't last long, because Uncle Vernon came back soon, and Aunt Maggie's voice was sharp and harsh, and she started yelling as soon as she got out of the car.

Harry was naturally woken up.

"Harry!" At this moment, Aunt Petunia shouted to her upstairs.

"Bang bang bang."

Hasty footsteps came from the stairs.

Before Harry could think about anything, he was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.

"coming."

"Comb your hair!" After opening the door, Aunt Petunia paused obviously, then regained her composure and said forcefully.

"Oh!"

Harry just got up from the bed, with long red hair all over his face, looking very sloppy.

"Come on, you should go downstairs to meet the guests now, don't look uneducated."

After speaking, Aunt Petunia turned around and went downstairs.

"Oh! Where's my lovely Dudley?" cried Maggie from downstairs. "Where is he?"

Harry, on the other hand, returned to his room silently, groping around on his bed for a long time before finding his wand from the edge on the inside.

Then pointed his wand at his head, and slowly uttered a simple incantation.

It was the magic that Melda taught her to change her hairstyle as she wished.

With the help of magic power, her long and intricate hair began to be braided slowly, and after a while, a delicate single ponytail appeared behind her head.

Then Harry came to the living room unsteadily.

She saw Maggie immediately.

She looked a lot like Uncle Vernon, very strong, with a purple face and even a beard around her mouth, though not as bushy as Uncle Vernon's.

At her feet was a large suitcase, and beside it stood a fierce old shepherd.

She doesn't want to live here for a few days, does she?
Harry wondered worriedly.

"Who is this? Is it Dudley's girlfriend?" It was obvious that Maggie, who didn't come to Vernon's house often, couldn't recognize Harry now.

"Harry Potter," Dudley said loudly, with hair that looked like ointment.

His fat chin seemed to have been buried in the fat of his neck.

"Harry Potter's sister." Vernon quickly explained.

"A child from the Potter family again?" Maggie's eyes turned aside for a moment, she looked at Vernon reproachfully and said, "You are really a kind person, adopting one is not enough? Do you want another one?"

"Let me tell you, motherless wild kids like these should just go straight to church, make a good confession to God, and give them those two useless parents."

"Ahem, do you want tea?" Vernon quickly said with a smile on his face, "Anything is fine."

It was his idea to have Harry dress up as Harry's sister.

"You still have a conscience, and you know your family." Maggie snorted coldly, and then sat down on the chair in the living room.

Harry looked at that annoying figure coldly, then silently picked up the suitcase and moved it into the empty room upstairs, where she left it.Not going down.

Now that she could be given a reason not to blow Maggie's head off, the only thing left was out of sight.

About half an hour later, Harry returned to the restaurant again.

Is fruit cake for breakfast?

Harry saw Maggie and Dudley eating fruitcake around the dining table.

However, she still had some self-knowledge, walked briskly into the dining room, and Harry casually took two slices of bread from the edge of the table that had been there for an unknown amount of time.

"If the child becomes like this, it's not your fault, Vernon." Harry had just walked out of the stairs when he heard Maggie saying something weird.

"If something is rotten from the inside, no one can save her."

"It's the way it is with everything," she said. "It's genetics."

"If the bitch itself has problems, so will the offspring."

"enough!"

boom!Suddenly the teacup in Maggie's hand exploded, and the glass shards flew in all directions.

"Maggie? Maggie? Are you okay!" Vernon screamed.

"Oh! It's okay, maybe I used it too much." Perhaps to divert attention, Maggie locked her eyes on Harry again.

"What are you doing there? You can't be stealing something." Maggie said sarcastically, "Just like your brother, Harry Potter. That's his name."

"Right." Vernon replied repeatedly.Then he turned his head to Harry and said, "Go back upstairs."

"Wait, Vernon, your education is not enough. You have to torture her, just like training a dog."

"Stop it!" Aunt Petunia said suddenly, terrified.

She stared fixedly at Harry.

At this moment, Harry's whole body exuded a dazzling light blue light.Dark green pupils, cold and dead silent, for a moment it seemed that Harry's pupils turned into vertical pupils.

"You..." Suddenly, Maggie seemed to be interrupted roughly by someone.

Her neck was firmly locked by something invisible.To be precise, it was like being strangled by someone and lifted up.

Her feet struggled wildly, and she kicked the table, chair, and even the old wolfhound to the base of the wall.

"Maggie!" Vernon yelled loudly.

He grabbed Maggie's feet vigorously, as if trying to drag her down.

But this seemed to deepen Maggie's sense of suffocation, and she kicked Vernon down.

Then the figure got higher and higher, and her face became whiter and whiter. White disgusting mucus had already appeared in her mouth, and her eyes couldn't help rolling upwards.

"She's going to die! Stop it, Harry!" Aunt Petunia screamed loudly.

As if finally realizing that he was killing someone, the magic power around Harry suddenly shook, and then he released the control on Maggie.

"You murderer, don't tell me your school trains executioners?" Vernon rushed towards Harley, grabbing her by the collar and trying to beat her up.

Having recovered, Harry instinctively drew out her wand and pointed it at Vernon.

"She deserves it," said Harley, her breath coming very rapidly. "I didn't mean to kill her, I just taught her a lesson."

"you"

Vernon stared, unable to say a word, he looked at the wand in Harry's hand, and the indifference on her just now really frightened him.

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

Vernon let go of Harry sheepishly, and went to check Maggie's status by himself.Aunt Petunia felt a little at a loss, she instinctively protected Dudley behind her, and then looked at Harry warily.

Finally realizing that Harry had no intention of attacking, she had put her wand away again.

"This is?"

(End of this chapter)