some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 946 Are you dating the Queen's granddaughter?
In the short three months since the war began, Slughorn had moved sixteen times.

The old slug is slippery and cunning.

So if you want to find him, it's better sooner rather than later, otherwise if there's any trouble, he'll just run away.

But before looking for Slughorn, William had to go to Harry's house.

With William's attractiveness, it was enough to tempt the old professor to go into the sea again and serve as a teacher with both virtue and skill at Hogwarts.

But, it's not a problem to invite Slughorn, but the most troublesome thing is to get the "small video" of the memory later.

That little video, starring young Tom, has no horses throughout, and records the number of Horcruxes.

But Slughorn only cared about his own collection, and he didn't want others to watch it.

This requires someone to deceive the small video.

Today, with the increasingly fierce war, neither William nor Hermione has time for this kind of long-term work.

If William wants to participate in the war, he has to go back to Ilvermorny to deal with Tom every day.

Hermione also has a mission for the Order of the Phoenix, and she is also a trainee assistant to Minister Burns, so she has a lot of work to do.

They were no longer mere students, and had no time to deal with Slughorn.

Dumbledore thought that this kind of chores could be handed over to Harry, so that he could attack Slughorn.

Therefore, it is necessary to take it to make a familiar face.

Of course, William is not optimistic about this... After all, Harry is not a psychological teacher.

He couldn't even catch up with Autumn, let alone deal with such an old slippery Slughorn.

But this did not affect William's obedience to Dumbledore's request and took him to see Slughorn.

Since the summer holidays, Harry has been living with his aunt in Whinging, Surrey.

This is William's first time here.

Crossing an exceptionally neat lawn, he rang the doorbell.

The door was quickly opened, and a big fat man came out.

He has a beard and looks like an Afghan hound covered in 502 glue.

Dursley narrowed his small eyes, eyeing William warily.

Outstanding appearance, excellent temperament...and the well-fitting clothes, which are very expensive at first glance.

Not very old, like a student.

This kind of existence should be someone in his son Dudley's circle of friends, right?
From Dursley's point of view, Dudley met such wonderful friends at school every day, not just friends.

As for Harry... this kind of little bastard, his friends must be trash!
(Ron: You can directly report my ID number)
Dursley smiled and said, "Excuse me, what do you do? Are you looking for my son Dudley?"

"Good evening, Mr. Dursley." William said with a smile:

"My name is William Stark, and I'm looking for Harry Potter."

The smile on Dursley's face disappeared, even hearing Harry's name, it was as if he had been healed by a thunder mage.

He first looked around to prevent being heard by the neighbors, and then the veins on his temples were exposed, his face changed at the speed of light, and he glared at William and said:
"There is no such person here, you are in the wrong place, boy!"

He was about to close the door with all his strength, but found that the door was stuck and he couldn't push it no matter what.

"I thought Harry had told you, but it seems he hasn't." William said softly:

"But for tonight's visit, I have indeed written to him in advance."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Dursley narrowed his small eyes.

"Don't rush to deny it." William said calmly: "I will take Harry away from here in the next summer vacation, and I won't come back.

how about it? "

This proposal seemed to make Dursley very tempted. He stared at William, suddenly widened his eyes and said:

"You are William Stark?"

William said inexplicably, "Yeah, I just said that..."

"I know you!" Dursley was a little excited.

"I saw your report on the news last year, saying that you saved a boatload of people in Vienna.

And the London earthquake some time ago, you saved the prime minister. "

William nodded.

These are indeed things he has done. It seems that he is famous not only in the wizarding world, but also in the Muggle world.

But William was complacent for less than three seconds before turning into astonishment.

Just listen to Dursley continue:
"A few days ago, in order to thank you for saving the Queen at Buckingham Palace, she invited you to her family gathering..."

"I read on the news that Zara Phillips, the queen's favorite granddaughter, is chasing you.

He also said in front of the reporter, I fell in love with you at first sight, is it true? "

"..."

Zara Phillips... a year younger than William, is the queen's granddaughter and tenth in line to the throne.

The problem is not here, but... how could William not know about it?

Wow (a pose)
Babu Ling, a dead woman, has recently done such a thing in his face?

William thought she would chase after female students at most, flirt with female Aurors... that's all.

Unexpectedly, she played a lot of tricks!

"So, you really know the queen?" Dursley resumed his politeness.

"It's just a year-end friendship." William chattered blankly.

"I really like the black tea made by Elizabeth, it has endless aftertaste."

Vernon Dursley was instantly awed, as if William was also a great man.

Being able to chat and laugh with the queen is really powerful.

He immediately yelled into the house:

"Harry, get out of here quickly, Mr Stark is here to see you.

Brat, you dare to make people wait, you think you are the Prime Minister!
What a faux pas! ! "

Harry was called down with a dazed expression, and came to the living room only after receiving Dursley's scolding.

After entering the living room, he was stunned.

William was sitting on the sofa, and his aunt, who always hated wizards, was making tea for him respectfully.

What I took out was the tea that I was usually reluctant to use.

Uncle Vernon was also on the side, with a fawning expression on his face, standing like a minion.

"Ah, good evening, Harry." William sipped his black tea.

"William, what about you, Professor Dumbledore?" Harry said in surprise.

"The principal is very busy. I will pick you up tonight. Have you packed your things?" William glanced at his watch.

"Oh...sorry, I'm only half packed, I'll go right away, 10 minutes." Harry hurried back upstairs.

Dumbledore had written to Harry during the day, and he still had to pack it up.

That little curse of procrastination...should be sold to a student like Harry.

While Harry was packing his things, Dursley asked again if he wanted to stay for dinner.

He also asked his son Dudley to take William to visit the room.

Dudley's large head of blond hair stuck out of the collar of his striped pajamas, looking as though it hadn't grown on his body.

He looked like he weighed three hundred catties, and his body was as exaggerated as Bobocha.

Dudley also opened his mouth wide in surprise and fear, which looked a bit like trisomy 21.

That is, one more chromosome 21 than normal.

It was normal for Dudley to be surprised, he had never seen such parents.

But this kid in front of him is really handsome, the type he hated since he was a child.

It has seriously threatened his appearance!

It was 10 minutes before Harry packed up his things.

William finished his tea and said with a smile:
"Ma'am, your tea is as good as Elizabeth's."

When Harry saw his aunt, he was so excited that he was about to cry, and he also admired him from the bottom of his heart.

William can even handle his aunt with ease.

Great!

After being sent off by the Dursleys, William took Harry and left the community.

Harry couldn't wait to gossip:

"William, are you really in love with the Queen's grandson? That's what the Muggle newspapers say."

With a black thread on his hair, William warned: "Harry, when you see Hermione, don't talk nonsense, don't mention this matter."

After returning, William will drive Babling away, not just for fun... I have never seen such a cheating teammate.

"Okay..." Harry glanced at William, feeling that the world was unfair.

William is so caring.

Harry still listened to Ron, who often talked jealously about the Veela named Fleur, who seemed to be William's good friend...

And Harry himself, so single, just likes Qiu, but can't catch up with him.

It's "Les Miserables".

Write a letter to Qiu when I get back, lick it again, humble myself... maybe Qiu will be moved.

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(End of this chapter)