curse the world at hogwarts

Ever since that morning ten years ago, when he picked up Harry Potter at his doorstep, Vernon Dursley had made up his mind to make a clean break with that strange and evil world.

After all, Lily and James, the only two people in the family who were related to magic, were gone. He felt that he deserved the peaceful life that a comfortable Muggle should have.

But now, he found that he was thinking too much.

"That boy...the one named James..." he said breathlessly, "...has no brother!"

Not to mention him, even Harry on the side was dumbfounded.

Because the Dursleys had blocked information from him, he had never known anything about his parents except for their death in a car accident.

Could it be that the man in front of him is really his uncle?

"Uncle is not just a brother," Rhine explained with a smile, "he can also be a friend, or..."

He stared into Dursley's eyes and spoke word by word the answer Vernon least wanted to hear.

"...a junior in the school."

Vernon barely managed to catch his breath and fell over, causing irreparable damage to the ground on Privet Drive.

In what he considered to be an ordinary but healthy life, he had only had one similar experience.

That's what happened when he learned that his wife's sister and brother-in-law were wizards. He accepted this setting with an open mind, but encountered a meeting that was completely incompatible with James Potter's ideals.

From then on, the two families had no contact with each other until the news of the murder of the Potters arrived with little Harry.

If you don't count the abuse he later gave Harry, Vernon's mentality is understandable.

After all, James Potter himself carries an aura that unconsciously crushes more ordinary or low-key people.

Moreover, he didn't know how to restrain himself at that time.

"What do you want to do?" Vernon stared at Rhine's hand in his pocket. He knew that there was that terrible little stick.

Rhine still said with a smile on his face: "I just met the son of an old friend by chance, so I became interested in visiting him."

"Then are you done with your visit?" Vernon said in a tone that told him he was far away.

Rhine shook his head: "Not yet."

"..." Vernon hated himself for saying what he just said in a questioning tone.

Against the background of Rhine's stubborn attitude and the fact that two neighbors seemed to be interested in them, Vernon made a compromise.

He endured the strong discomfort and waved to Rhine: "Then come home to visit!"

Vernon was afraid that the wizard would appear in front of him, but the wizard had already appeared in front of him.

Right now, what Vernon was most afraid of was that his neighbors would become curious about wizards, thus ruining his family's image.

As soon as he entered the Dursley's house, the house at No. 4 Privet Drive, Rhine expressed his sincere admiration.

"Oh, my friend, you have a lovely home!"

Believe me, this is an authentic London sound.

Vernon, with a dark face, signaled his wife Petunia, who was walking downstairs out of curiosity, to come up quickly, and then brought over a plate of cookies that had been there for who knows how long, and a cup of black tea that exuded a strange smell.

"Please settle your visit before dinner!"

He expressed to Rhine his firm determination that he would never allow the other party to take advantage of him.

Rhine smiled and nodded, sitting on the sofa and chatting with Harry.

Suddenly encountering such a big surprise, little Harry seemed to have discovered some treasure and began to ask questions about his parents.

Out of fear...ahem...respect for Dumbledore, Rhine did not talk about anything about the wizarding world, but vaguely talked about some of the Potters he had seen as a junior.

With Harry's current worldview, of course he wouldn't think of going up to the wizard. For a moment, it was just a matter of fun for the host and the guest...

Everyone is happy except the real owner of the house.

However, although Rhine seemed to be reminiscing with Harry, he was actually communicating with Maleficent in his heart.

"Are you sure this is a curse?" He was full of doubts.

"Of course, no one knows curses better than me!" Maleficent is also an old master.

"Logically speaking, even if Lily left magic here, it should be for protection..."

Rhine couldn't remember the details of Harry's mother and son, but he knew that Lily Potter protected Harry in a way called love before being killed by Voldemort.

Maleficent spread her hands and said, "You are talking about Harry, but I am talking about Dursley."

For the Dursleys, who clearly knew but were unwilling to have anything to do with it, wasn't Lily's protective magic a curse that lasted for more than ten years?

To put it more seriously, even the constant protection of love that Lily gave Harry was actually a curse because it was attached to family ties.

Rhine only regards curses as a negative magic, which is actually part of his narrow-mindedness.

Since there is a curse, there is Maleficent's soul food.

Although Rhine did not allow her to absorb Harry's own protective magic, the Dursleys' malice toward Harry 24 hours a day, seven days a week, spread inside and outside No. 4 Privet Drive, making Maleficent ecstasy. A bunch of wool.

It wasn't until she stopped with satisfaction and told Rhine that she had finished collecting that Rhine ended her visit to her "nephew."

Seeing Rhine getting up to leave, the Dursleys who were hiding on the stairs to observe looked happy, but Harry shuddered unexpectedly.

It is no exaggeration to say that this was probably the happiest afternoon he had ever had.

Not only did he know some of his parents' past events, but he also had an uncle...brother who took the trouble to tell them to him.

"Will you come again?" Harry looked at Rhine with some reluctance.

Rhine stared at Harry's puppy-like eyes and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"Hmm..." Harry thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "We will celebrate Dudley's birthday in a while, and we will go out to the zoo to play!"

go to the zoo?

Wouldn't that definitely cause trouble?

Will causing trouble inspire Dursley's unbridled malice?

Is there another wave of cursed wool that can be harvested if someone is born with malice?

Rhine glanced at Vernon, who was trembling with anger and refusing with his eyes, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Of course your cousin is also my junior, and celebrating his birthday is what I should do."

"Hey~!"

Dudley, who had collapsed due to the three emergency spells on the stairs, rolled his eyes and passed away.

Although he didn't know what his parents were afraid of, as a good boy, he knew that the man in front of him was definitely terrifying.

Even his role model in life, his own father Vernon, is so terrifying!

The world of the originally peaceful Dursley family changed slightly from this moment.

They no longer need to wait for Hagrid to appear before they can experience the torment of "having a wizard by their side".

The savior suddenly felt that he had met the savior.

Neither Harry, who was full of joy, nor Rhine, who was satisfied, noticed that there was a tabby cat outside the window with a human and serious expression.