Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"Harry Potter, you must not go to Hogwarts this year, someone is trying to hurt you!"

Looking at Dobby, a strange house-elf, Harry Potter was instantly alert, and the wand in his hand was immediately pulled out, and his eyes looked at each other fiercely.

Ignoring the other person's words that they said as dangerous as soon as they came up.

Harry's gaze was fierce.

Why are house-elves here, according to the rules of the Ministry of Magic, you don't have the right to move freely, say!

A unique cold and evil aura emanating from Parseltongue's body caused Dobi's body to tremble.

Covered with scars, and at the same time wearing tattered bodies, he retreated one after another.

Panicked explaining something.

However, Harry heard what the other person was saying.

"Someone wants to target Parseltongue", "S" six seven three, "Letterlin's Chamber of Secrets" and "Hogwarts is in danger" and the like, are completely insignificant words, especially in the feeling of the other party, no less than at all.

It was even a lot stronger than his own magic fluctuations.

When you think about it, the Dursleys' attitude towards themselves has changed dramatically during the holidays.

Harry, who had truly regarded this place as his own home, no longer had any hesitation.

A spell bloomed with the light and was sent towards Dobby, who saw this, screamed, and instantly fled from the direction of the window.

"What the hell is that? House-elves? That's the kind of Hogwarts stuff?"

Dudley nervously hid behind a cabinet, and although he held his wand in his hand, he was also full of nervousness and worry about Dobby's sudden appearance.

Harry shook his head slightly.

Although Dobby had fled, when he thought of the other party's mouth, Hogwarts was about to be in danger, and what happened next was most likely related to their Parseltongue.

Harry couldn't help it for the first time, and he had a huge suspicion of Draco Malfoy, who was also a parseltongue.

There is no doubt that the Malfoy Family Jedi can afford to use house-elves, and this number is not less.

Harry took a deep breath, but even so, how could it be possible to get him not to go to Hogwarts?

Not to mention that Hogwarts has an existence like Professor Romon, powerful enough to be called a god of magic, even if it is dangerous, do you really have to give up the opportunity to study at Hogwarts and give up your dream of resurrecting your parents?

The answer, naturally, is no.

And because of Dobby's affairs, the rest of the time before the start of school.

Harry was very vigilant every day, afraid that the other party would do something moth before he started school.

However, things eventually became truly uncontrollable as the day of school approached.

King's Cross Station, London.

Arriving at the familiar platform nine and three-quarters, Harry looked at the little wizards who pushed the small cart one after another and rushed into it in front of the Muggles in the station under the effect of the confusion charm.

Slightly relieved.

"Fortunately, although I got up a little late in the morning, I was lucky to catch up..."

However, just as Harry muttered and watched his cousin Dudley and Aunt Petunia say goodbye, he followed his instructions and pushed the small cart without hesitation and rushed towards the wall on the platform.

Subsequently.

"Bang!" after lying on the ground in pain.

The whole person's face couldn't help but change wildly, and in the exclamation of the Dursleys, it seemed to perceive something, his eyes were like electricity, and he instantly looked in one direction.

But he saw a familiar figure, beckoned to himself, and then disappeared in an instant.

It was the house-elf who called himself Dobby.

"Damn it!"

Harry cursed lowly, ignoring the strange gazes of the Dursleys, and pulled up his painful cousin Dudley, and was the first to rush towards the platform again.

"Bang!"

This time, even he was not able to enter it, and the next moment, after hearing the station bell ringing, Harry's face finally became completely gloomy.

Wow, my God, my stomach, I feel like my ribs are broken..."

Dudley looked puzzled, and Harry pondered for a long time before gritting his teeth and sighing.

"We were plotted by a guy who didn't want us to go to Hogwarts... Now that the Hogwarts train has departed, if we don't arrive at school on time... We will be fired.0"

"Walter?!"

After hearing Harry's explanation, Aunt Petunia, who was originally happy and thought that her son was about to fulfill her unfulfilled wizarding dream, suddenly couldn't sit still anxiously.

Ignoring his grinning son Dudley, his eyes looked anxiously at Harry. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

How about you write a letter to Professor Romon now, I don't think I will blame you for this situation, can I fire you for this?"

Harry also nodded, if it was an enlightened person like Professor Romon, he should not embarrass them in this matter.

However, before that, they need to find a way to go to Hogwarts, after all, Hogwarts will not come again because of their two little wizards.

Suddenly, Uncle Vernon on the side hesitated and asked.

"So, do you know how to drive to your school?"

Harry, don't be taller, I, I can't stand it!"

Vernon Dursley clutched the steering wheel with both hands, but her face was still pale, and in his passenger seat, Aunt Petunia had closed her eyes in horror.

I was afraid that Yu Guang would not hold back fainting after seeing the clouds below them outside the car window.

However, hearing his own Uncle Vernon's words, Harry was equally unwell.

At this moment, he also had to continue to concentrate on releasing the 3.7 [Floating Spell].

"Uncle Vernon, Go, I can't hold out for long, we have to catch up with the Hogwarts train as soon as possible..."

The Dursleys' car, flying in the sky, under Harry's full control, finally flew into the clouds before the time of the confusion spell cast on the body was over.

Avoid the risk of being seen by the Muggles below.

The whistling wind whistled through the gap in the window, and Vernon Dursley trembled, but at this moment he had to start the car according to Harry's instructions.

Harry's face gradually turned pale, and the tip of the wand in his hand flashed.

Dudley on the side looked at Harry, who looked increasingly difficult, and gritted his teeth when he thought of what the other party taught him during the holiday.

Stretch out your wand....