The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Rolf stood outside the door, waiting for the person inside to answer the door, while looking at Privet Drive.

Privet Drive, it seemed, was exactly what a respectable suburban street should look like on a Sunday.

The curtains on both sides of the street were drawn tightly. When Rolf looked over, he couldn't see a living thing, not even a shadow of a kitten.

"Hello sir, I am Baron Guernsey, a peer knighted by the Queen herself. Nice to meet you."

After learning the lesson from the last time, Rolf did not reveal his identity as Harry's classmate. Therefore, when he saw that Uncle Vernon opened the door, he immediately revealed his aristocratic identity, hoping that it would have some effect. .

"Oh, hello, Lord Baron, I wonder what the purpose of your sudden visit is?" Rolf's self-introduction really worked. When Vernon's fat body heard that he was facing a noble, he said Unconsciously bowed.

"Don't you want to invite me in for a cup of coffee?" Rolf looked into the room behind Vernon, but his fat body blocked the entire door frame.

"I'm rude, please come in, sir." Vernon showed an embarrassed look and said politely to Rolf.

After Rolf sat on the sofa, Vernon shouted in the direction of the dining room: "Petunia, could you please bring two cups of tea? Send the child back to his room by the way!"

Listening to Uncle Vernon's meaningful words, Aunt Petunia answered with a "Hello" understandingly, and then looked at Harry very coldly.

"Listen Harry, now, go back upstairs quietly at once, and don't make any weird noises, or hit anyone with the cake again.

Of course, we don’t have cake in our house now, but I allow what happened before to happen again, otherwise I guess you won’t even get to eat the grapefruit. "

Listening to Aunt Petunia's threat, Harry shrugged indifferently, then pretended to want to eat the small and touching piece of grapefruit, and stuffed it into his mouth before it was stolen by Dally.

Although he also wanted to go upstairs and eat a few small cakes to calm down his shock, he still had to pretend.

But before Harry could enter the room, he heard Aunt Petunia's roar coming from downstairs. Harry was very curious and wanted to poke his head into the living room to see what was going on.

When he cautiously walked towards the living room to find out, he saw the person he wanted to see the most.

"You little brat! I remember you. You came to our house the year before last and took Harry away. I didn't expect you to dare to come here? How brave you are!"

"Wait a minute Petunia, this is Baron Guernsey, have you seen him?" Uncle Vernon looked at his wife awkwardly, as if he didn't understand why she was suddenly so irritable.

"What is Baron Guernsey? I am... what? Baron?" Half of Petunia's words seemed to be blocked by something, like a tape stuck on a disc. She couldn't speak for a long time.

"That's right, madam, it's a pleasure to see you again. I am Baron Guernsey, knighted by the Queen herself. My name is Rolf Scamander." Rolf stood up in a very gentlemanly manner and faced Pei. Ni cast a wizard's ritual.

As for why it’s not a hand kiss?Of course Rolf didn't want to. This understanding was a strange ritual that he had never been able to adapt to. Fortunately, he still had wizard rituals to choose from.

"But, didn't you say he was Harry's classmate?" Petunia's mind hadn't turned around yet. Although the boy in front of her had changed a lot compared to two years ago, she still recognized him at a glance. She firmly believed I didn't recognize the wrong person.

"Yes, madam, I am classmate Khalid. This is not a contradiction, is it? Even in the British royal family, there are many seniors and seniors of ours. Didn't Harry mention it to you?"

Rolf asked pretending not to know, and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon opened their mouths in surprise.

"Rolfe!" Just when the air suddenly became quiet, Harry walked down the stairs and happened to see his good friend, Rolf, sitting in the living room.

"Hey Harry, how was your vacation?" After Rolf saw Harry, he greeted him very cordially and gave him a warm hug.

"It's not bad, but I received the new glasses you gave me, and I haven't seen you for a long time!" Harry said a little unhappy.

"Mr. Baron, I wonder why you came to our house?" Just as the two were chatting, Uncle Vernon seemed to have just come to his senses and interrupted their conversation.

"That's it, I miss you..." At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

Could it be that because of him, there were visitors to their house so early today?How rude.

Just when Rolf forgot that he seemed to be on the list of impolite people, Uncle Vernon smiled at Rolf and then went to open the door to see who it was.

I saw a postman stuffing a purple heart into his hand, and then quickly rushed towards the next place where the letter needed to be delivered.

Uncle Vernon looked at the stamps on the envelope, and with some doubts, he closed the door and walked into the house.

Just listen to Da talk about it as he walks:

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Dursley:

We've never met, but I'm sure you've heard a lot about my son Ron from Harry.

Perhaps Harry has told you that the Quidditch World Cup will be held on Monday night, and my husband Arthur, through his connections in the Department of Magical Games and Sports, has managed to get some of the best tickets.

I really hope you will allow Harry to go to the game, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; Britain has been without the trophy for 30 years and tickets are hard to come by.Of course, we would be happy to let Harry stay until the end of the summer and send him back to school safely on the train.

It's best to let Harry deliver your reply to us as soon as possible through normal means, because the Muggle postman has never delivered a letter to our home, and he probably has no idea where our home is.

Hope to see Harry soon.

Yours faithfully

molly weasley

I hope we put enough stamps on it.And again.

After speaking, he looked at Rolf and Harry again and handed over the envelope.

The two of them tried their best to hold back their laughter, and saw stamps all over the envelope.

Only a small one-inch square space was left on the front, and Mrs. Weasley filled in the Dursleys' address densely in tiny characters.

"She's got enough stamps," Harry said, trying to sound nonchalant, as if Mrs. Weasley had just made a common mistake.

"This is why I came here this time, sir. It seems that you have already understood in advance that I am here to pick up Harry and go to the Weasley family. They are afraid that this letter will not be completed properly, so they asked me to pass it on. Take it away."

Uncle Vernon was glaring at Harry fiercely, and Harry tried his best to put on a silly expression, as if as long as he didn't do stupid things or say stupid things, he might be able to participate in a major event that only happened once in a century.

He waited for Uncle Vernon to say something, but his uncle just stared at him so hard that Harry decided to break the silence.

"So, can I go?" he asked cautiously.

Uncle Vernon's big purple face twitched slightly, and his beard stood up straight. "Who is this woman?" He stared at the signature with disgust and asked unceremoniously.

ps: Thank you Shen Ming Ruoxi for your monthly ticket~