I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Dudley had lost a lot of weight.

At least the tonnage of the juvenile whale before has become muscle.

On the contrary, because of this, Dudley also became a little more handsome.

I heard that I also met a girlfriend in school.

John can only say that these people have no concept of puppy love at all.

It was the first time that Dudley visited Wick's house on his own initiative.

The last time I came here was because Dudley ate tongue taffy, and John helped him solve the problem of suffocation.

When Mrs. Wick let people in, Dudley was very reserved, and he didn't look like a school bully at all.

This is also the case in Wick's family. In school, Dudley relied on his boxing skills, but he was a school bully.

Seeing John coming out, Dudley stood up subconsciously.

It's like seeing a leader.

John asked him to sit down, wondering: "Are you looking for me?"

Dudley faltered, but finally made up his mind and asked, "My mother said that the murderer came out?"

"murderer?"

"V, Voldemort." Dudley thought for a moment before remembering the name.

It seems that he also heard some information from Harry's group.

John motioned for him to continue, and Dudley said, "That man would kill a man like me, wouldn't he?"

"Harry's parents were killed by him."

Dudley was very scared: "They will not show mercy to us."

"Mum didn't say, but she's scared," Dudley said hesitantly, gritting his teeth. "May I ask you to protect us?"

Seeing John pondering, he quickly said: "It's okay to ask for money, we should be able to afford it."

He tries to impress John with money.

Dudley didn't think Harry could protect them, and though he'd softened, it wasn't much better.

Those dangerous guys can turn people into pig tails. The only thing Dudley can trust is the neighbor Wick family.

As for the others, he didn't like them at all.

John thought for a while and said, "I need to go to school, and I can't protect you all the time."

Dudley looked disappointed.

"However, I have another way."

Turning around, John went to the basement and took out three things.

A puppy sculpture, a Watson's wizard chess soldier, and a wooden shield.

"Put these three things at home, and if someone invades, they will protect you."

John handed things to Dudley.

These three things are not ordinary. The puppy sculpture and soldiers have been cast with transfiguration and enlargement spells, which are more than enough to deal with ordinary wizards.

The wooden shield is added with the Iron Armor Charm and the Exorcism Charm, which can instantly expand the barrier to repel outsiders.

Those who are not invited to enter will be regarded as outsiders by default.

Originally a new product for the home to deter intruders and repel unwanted guests.

John hasn't released it yet, but it can be used by the Dursleys first.

Dudley was overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

"Dudley," before Dudley left, John stopped him and said seriously, "You have grown up and learned to protect your family."

Dudley was taken aback, a little dazed by the sudden recognition.

Walking back to the Dursleys' house, he was still dazed.

Petunia Dursley finds her son out of his mind and thinks he's being bullied at school.

She came up and asked concerned: "Dada, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Mom." Dudley glanced at the family portrait on the table.

This is a photo of him winning the boxing championship this year, and the family of three smiled brightly.

Especially Vernon Dursley, who was very proud to shout that day from the audience, that's my son.

"Mom." He asked suddenly, "Do you think I'm a good boy?"

"Of course," Petunia smiled kindly, "You will always be my good son."

Dudley suddenly felt that he should be sensible instead of hanging out with the gangsters at school.

He went upstairs and glanced at the room at the end.

That's Harry's room.

And Harry was like an ant on a hot pan, waiting for something at the window.

Perhaps Dudley became mature suddenly, and even Vernon, who was reading the newspaper in the living room, noticed something was wrong.

"What's wrong with him?" Turning his eyes to the things on the table, Vernon asked puzzled, "Has he joined the drama club?"

Picking up the wooden shield, Vernon was interested.

...

Wait until evening.

After dinner, the Dursleys watched Harry hurry upstairs.

They have basically regarded Harry as a transparent person now, after all, they have been here for so many years.

"Son, did you do this?"

Vernon picked up a puppy sculpture, just thinking about Quadli's ingenuity.

"I got it from Wick's," said Dudley, swallowing the chicken breast. "It's something to protect us."

"What?" Vernon said with his hands shaking, eyes wide open, "You mean that kid Wick gave you this thing?"

Petunia also put down the cleaning bowls and came over, and the three of them were studying it.

Time passed minute by minute.

Harry upstairs had been looking forward to it.

Dumbledore had written to him three days ago, and he would pick him up at eleven tonight at the Burrow.

Harry had been sitting by the bedroom window since seven o'clock, with a clear view of the two intersections of Privet Drive.

He glanced at it every few minutes, and he even memorized the letter by heart.

Despite what happened to the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore still chose to believe in the prophecy.

And that prophecy, Harry also knew the full version from Dumbledore.

"The one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord draws near, born in the family that has resisted him three times, born at the end of July.

The Dark Lord will mark him as his great enemy, but he will have powers that the Dark Lord does not know.

One of them must die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live, but only one survives.

The one with the power to defeat the Dark Lord will be born at the end of July. "

Dumbledore told him that there were two boys born at the end of July, one of them was Neville Longbottom.

But the point is not who, but who Voldemort chose.

Voldemort chose Harry Potter, then Harry would be the savior.

Dumbledore was not sure about the Horcrux either.

John claimed that he was stronger than everyone else in matters of the soul, but Dumbledore had always been synonymous with invincibility in Harry's mind.

Waiting made Harry feel a little worried about gains and losses. He began to fear that his owl did not give the reply to Dumbledore, or that it was a prank, and Dumbledore might be delayed by other things...

The time passed minute by minute until the minute hand on the alarm clock pointed to 12.

Almost at the same time, the street lights outside the window suddenly went out.

The sudden darkness woke Harry up like an alarm clock.

He pressed his nose against the window and squinted down at the sidewalk below.

A tall figure in a long cloak was walking along the garden path.

When passing by a house, the figure paused.

Harry jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, and even the chair was accidentally knocked over.

He stuffed all the luggage he could use into the suitcase.

However, his movements were still slow, and the doorbell rang from below.

Uncle Vernon's voice sounded puzzled, "Damn it, who is calling the door so late?"

Harry froze, completely forgetting to tell the Dursleys that Dumbledore was coming.

He hurried over from the suitcase, opened the bedroom door and ran down.

The door just opened.

A deep voice sounded, "Good evening, you must be Mr. Dursley? I believe Harry must have told you that I would come to pick him up, right?"

Vernon stared stiffly at the people outside.

His silver-white hair and beard fell to his waist, and he wore half-moon glasses on his hooked nose.

A black traveling cloak with a peaked hat.

Needless to say, Vernon's surprised expression also let Dumbledore know that Harry hadn't said it.

"Judging from your surprised and disbelieving expression, Harry didn't tell you I was coming."

Dumbledore said kindly and easily, "However, let us assume that you have warmly invited me into your house. It is not wise to linger at the door for too long in these turbulent times."

With that said, Dumbledore was about to step over the threshold.

At this moment, the wooden shield that had been put into the house during the day erupted with a blinding light.

Bad guys come.

expel!

...

John just came back today and went to invite the Weasley twins, so he had time to go up to his attic.

Basil flapped his wings and flew to its exclusive wardrobe, and John saw letters being stuffed into the window gap.

Opening the window, he brought in all the letters.

Just as he was about to close the window, he saw the Dursleys' house glow with white light.

"?" He was lost in thought.

The things were taken in the afternoon, and then triggered at night?

Could it be that Harry suddenly wanted to kill the Dursleys?

...