Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"At a time like this... maybe we should have something to drink."

Dumbledore looked at Harry next to him, and then at the three trembling people opposite him. With a flick of his wand, a wine flask and five wine glasses appeared on the coffee table.

The wine flask automatically filled the glasses to seventy percent full, and then floated towards everyone in the living room.

"Ms. Rosmerta's best mead, it tastes very good. You can try it." Dumbledore took the first step to pick up the cup in front of him and took a sip, with an intoxicated look on his face.The Dursleys hid behind in panic, but the cup obviously wouldn't let them go, and even knocked it into their hands.

This scene made Harry laugh uncontrollably. The thought of laughing out loud still felt a little bad, so he could only hold up the cup as a cover-up. It had absolutely nothing to do with his desire to drink the mead.

"Okay, now we can talk." Dumbledore put down the glass, and the flask filled it automatically.He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked directly at the huddled Dursleys.

"You...what do you want to talk about?" Vernon mustered up his courage, but his voice was still trembling.

"You should also realize that Harry will be an adult next year..."

"No!"

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, Aunt Petunia said: "He's not an adult yet! He's one year younger than Dudley, and Dudley won't be an adult until the year after tomorrow!"

"In fact, in the wizarding world, one becomes an adult after turning 17." Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "It's different from yours."

"This is really ridiculous." Uncle Vernon also shook his head, but his hand was firmly holding Aunt Petunia beside her. Her current state was something Harry had never seen before, and it was very wrong.Only Dudley still had a confused look on his face, still dodging the cup that jumped into his hand.

Dumbledore glanced at Aunt Petunia thoughtfully, and then said: "You should also know that now, the wizard named Voldemort has returned to this country, and the wizarding world is in a state of open war."

"Ever since he came back, he has tried to kill Harry multiple times."

"It can be said that Harry is in a more dangerous situation now than when I put him on the steps of your house more than ten years ago."

"At that time, I left you a letter, hoping that you could take care of him as your own child and raise him to grow up."

"But... you obviously didn't do this."

Dumbledore looked at the Dursleys calmly, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"You never regarded Harry as your own son. You often ignored him and abused him."

The Dursleys pressed closer together, and Uncle Vernon wanted to retort, but the words never came out.But Aunt Petunia said: "But he has grown so big under our protection, you can't..."

"I'm not denying this." Dumbledore raised his hand and interrupted Aunt Petunia, "Fifteen years ago, when I sent Harry here, I cast a spell. When he gets married, he will have the greatest protection. Evil from the wizarding world, especially Voldemort, who has returned now, cannot really kill him."

"Coupled with the magic that Harry's mother Lily cast on him before she died, it is enough to ensure his safety."

"However, for some reasons, Lily's magic failed, and Voldemort was able to touch Harry. This means that the magic I applied is the only guarantee for Harry until he reaches adulthood."

"In other words, when Harry turns 17 and becomes a man, this last guarantee will disappear."

"And my only request for you is: before Harry's 17th birthday, you must allow him to come back here again, and ensure that the protective power I exert continues until that time."

After saying that, Dumbledore kept staring at the expressions of the Dursleys, waiting for their feedback.But none of the Dursleys said a word.Dudley frowned, still struggling with the cup.Uncle Vernon frowned, his expression unnatural.Aunt Petunia opened her mouth as if to say something, but Uncle Vernon pulled her back and closed it again.

"Okay..." Dumbledore understood and waved his wand to put away the flask and cups, which made Dudley breathe a sigh of relief.

"We should go, Harry, where is your luggage?"

"Still upstairs, I've already packed it up."

Dumbledore nodded, and with a wave of his wand, Harry's luggage floated down the stairs.He adjusted his cloak, waved to the Dursleys, and said, "Goodbye, then." After that, he quickly left the living room.

"Goodbye." Harry also waved, hurriedly said goodbye to the Dursleys, and hurriedly chased after Dumbledore.

They walked out of the room, surrounded by Harry's pile of luggage and Hedwig's cage on top, which flapped its wings at them.

"When we have to do something later and it's not convenient to take them with us, I'll send them to the Burrow." Dumbledore looked at Hedwig, who was still fluttering, and took out his wand, "But you can bring yours with you. Invisibility cloak, we might use it..."

Hearing this, Harry struggled to find the invisibility cloak from the box and stuffed it into his pocket.Seeing this, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the messy suitcase and Hedwig disappeared immediately.

"Okay, this time we can really set off." Dumbledore said, walking forward first, followed closely by Harry.But he didn't get very far before Dumbledore stopped, causing Harry to nearly hit him.

"What's the matter, Professor?" Harry asked.

"Get your wand ready, Harry," Dumbledore said.

"Wand? But I can't use magic outside of school, Professor." Despite this, Harry still took out his wand with a confused look on his face.

"I allow you to use any magic and spells you can think of if we encounter an attack. You also know what the current situation is like." Dumbledore said and shrugged, "However, I think you will I probably won’t need it anymore, just in case.”

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Because you are with me, Harry, I will protect you." Dumbledore said, his tone was very calm, "However, we must also avoid certain things that are extremely low probability but may happen..."

He turned his head, looked into Harry's confused eyes, and said softly: "For example, it would be terrible if we met Voldemort and your former classmates."

"So, we need to pick up one more person before heading to our final destination tonight."

"Who?"

"Miss Granger."