Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

On the sofa in the living room, Mr. Ellison looked at Vernon Dursley with a gentle smile.

"I didn't expect that Vernon, your nephew and my son are still friends."

"Ha, ho ho..." Mr. Dursley laughed awkwardly, "I didn't expect that either, Mr. Ellison."

As he spoke, Mr. Dursley glanced at Soul and Harry sitting in the other corner.

A ridiculous idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Harry was so excited. He never expected that when he went out with the Dursleys, he would actually meet his friends from Hogwarts Castle.

"Why are you here?" he asked quietly.

"Is it weird?" Suer blinked, "I have always lived here, this is my home."

Just as Soul and Harry were mumbling, a box was stretched out in front of Soul.

"Hello, my name is Dudley Dursley." The chubby Dudley stood in front of Suir with a smile on his face, "This is a meeting gift for you."

"Thank you." Soul was stunned, but he still took the box Dudley handed him, "Do you mind if I open it and take a look?"

"Of course, my mother and I picked it for a long time. I hope you will like it." Dudley said.

It's a pen, well... a normal gift.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Suer nodded reservedly and placed the gift box on the coffee table aside.

It seemed that Soul's face was really kind. Dudley mustered up the courage to ask the question that he had been curious about since just now.

"You know this freak?"

"Freak?" Suer frowned without any trace.

"Oh, you don't know, this freak is..." Dudley paused and said in an extremely low voice, "A wizard can play tricks with a stick... You'd better stay away from him... .”

Harry glanced at Dudley in shock, then a weird smile appeared on his face.

"If the freak you are talking about refers to a wizard..." Suer also had a smile on his face, "Ha, unfortunately, so do I."

"Also, the trick you mentioned actually has a name - magic."

Soul's words made Dudley fall into a daze for a moment, and then a look of panic filled his already small eyes.

"Are you a wizard too?!" Dudley screamed.

He seemed to remember some unbearable history, and then with a frightened face, he moved back step by step, and then ran to Mrs. Dursley's side in a hurry.

"What's up with him?"

"I don't know either." Harry suppressed a smile and spread his hands.

Mr. Dursley heard Dudley's exclamation, and the smile froze on his face.

"Mr. Ellison, your son, he——" Dursley swallowed, "He is a wizard?"

"You mean Soul? Oh, yes, he is indeed a wizard." Mr. Ellison was puzzled by Mr. Dursley's reaction, "Isn't your nephew... also a wizard?"

"It's amazing. My wife and I were so surprised when we found out about it."

"Uh...hehe." Mr. Dursley didn't know how to react, so he laughed awkwardly.

Angel saves Mr. Dursley from embarrassment, and Mrs. Ellison prepares the dinner.

"Come on, Vernon, have a taste of the fine wine I have collected. I remember you are quite knowledgeable about wine."

"Ho ho... okay."

During the entire dinner, Mr. Dursley was in a daze. The rich man's son in front of him was a wizard just like his nephew who had made a mess in the family!

Mrs. Dursley, who had heard the shocking news from Dudley, was also dizzy. She looked at Soul with a horrified look from time to time, and could not respond in time to Mrs. Ellison's greetings.

How can I put it, it's just terrible...

"Try this, Harry." When a friend came to his house, of course Soul wanted to show his kindness as a landlord. He put a big chicken drumstick on Harry's plate.

"Oh, thank you." Harry thanked him with a smile on his face.

"By the way." Suer suddenly remembered something Hermione said to him before, "Didn't you receive a letter from Hermione at home? She sent you many letters."

"Ah?" Harry was obviously a little shocked, "I didn't receive it. I thought you had forgotten me."

"Oh, it's possible that the letter was sent to the wrong place. It's okay. You can follow me to Hermione's house after dinner. Well... her house is right next door to mine."

Soul nodded thoughtfully. Just now, a memory suddenly popped into his head, a memory about the house elf Dobby.

Harry is here, which means that the elf named Dobby is most likely also here. In other words, that line of sight in the grass...

"Hermione's family is here too?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Ah, yes, didn't I tell you?"

"No." Harry shook his head, "But it's not too late to know now. This is great. You didn't know...I was at the Dursley's..."

Before Harry could finish speaking, Mr. Dursley, who had been paying attention to Sule, suddenly coughed a few times and loudly praised how delicious Mrs. Ellison's cooking was...

"Bang... clatter..." There was a sudden movement in the kitchen.

Everyone in the restaurant stopped moving, and Soul was also stunned. He suddenly remembered the house elf named Dobby.

Fuck it, don't you?

"I'll go take a look." Soul immediately trotted towards the kitchen. Harry was stunned and followed Soul's pace.

The kitchen was in such disarray that it looked like it had been caught in a whirlwind.

The white porcelain plate that was originally on the shelf was broken into pieces and lying on the floor. The cutting board and knives for cutting vegetables were lying on the operating table in a mess.

Su Er frowned tightly.

"What happened?" Harry followed and saw the mess in the kitchen, his eyes widened.

Soul didn't answer Harry's question. He avoided the broken plates and rushed towards the cupboard.

There is nothing in the cupboard, it is clean.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Ellison and Mrs. Dursley's screams came from the direction of the restaurant.

Suer immediately turned around and rushed towards the restaurant.

The dining room, like the kitchen, was in a mess as if it had been swept by a whirlwind.

Dudley sat blankly on the chair, his head and body covered with gravy. The table was in a mess, and the unfinished roast chicken rolled on the floor.

Mr. Ellison frowned tightly, and Angel looked frightened in Mrs. Ellison's arms.

"Dobby!" Soul gritted his teeth and spit out a name.

"Dobby? Who is Dobby and what is going on?" Harry was surprised, and then met Mr. Dursley's angry gaze.

The next moment, the sound of flapping wings came through the open window.

"Click." An owl flew in, dropped two letters, then circled in the living room and flew out the window.

One of the letters happened to fall in front of Mr. Dursley.

He opened the letter, and then his expression quickly darkened, and his little eyes looked at Harry, as if they were about to burst into flames at the next moment.

The original plan to discuss ordering machinery with Mr. Ellison after dinner was cancelled, and the Dursleys left in a hurry.

With their embarrassed son and a confused Harry.