Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 2 This world is really interesting

Just when Harley made up her mind, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the stairs behind her:

"Harry! What are you doing...who are you? Why did you break into my house!"

A thin, blond, middle-aged woman was standing at the top of the stairs. She seemed to subconsciously think that the girl at the door was still the familiar Harry.

But she felt that there was something wrong with her eyes. Why was there a girl standing at the door?

And she looks so beautiful, full of charm, with traces of the original Lily, but even more beautiful than Lily.

Especially those green eyes, which immediately reminded Penny of her enviable, jealous and annoying sister.

"Aunt Petunia?" Harry's red lips parted slightly, then she looked at the time on the wall and realized it was already past six o'clock.

Only then did Harley remember a problem that she couldn't ignore.

Although he wanted to slowly play with and repay the Dursleys, he could not hide the fact that he had become a witch.

So they are sure to notice the change in themselves right away, after all they are not blind.

Although Harley has completely accepted the fact that she is a witch and changed her name.

But those ordinary people don’t know! At least Aunt Petunia and the Dursleys in front of them are ordinary people, and there is a high probability that they will not accept this fact, so there will definitely be a violent reaction.

Click!

Harley lightly snapped her fingers, and a dark, deep flame suddenly appeared in mid-air and swayed continuously.

As Harley blew a gentle breath, the flames hovering in front of her instantly flew to the top of Aunt Petunia's head.

At the same time, Harry gently raised a finger in front of her mouth to signal Aunt Petunia to be quiet.

But she ignored the psychological endurance of an ordinary woman. Aunt Petunia screamed in terror and sat down on the stairs.

"What's going on? Petunia! Petunia!" In the Dursleys' bedroom, Uncle Vernon heard Aunt Petunia's scream and rushed out immediately.

But after seeing the black flames flying around Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon also screamed: "Monster!"

Then, his eyes moved to the bottom of the stairs with hatred. Before he could see clearly who was standing under the stairs, he picked up his slippers and smashed them over.

At the same time, Uncle Vernon was shouting: "Monster, get out of my house!"

Harley frowned slightly, and another black flame appeared out of thin air and shot out like a bullet, turning the slippers into ashes in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Vernon finally discovered that the target downstairs had the ability to kill him easily, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

But his wife is beside him, and his son is also in the room behind him.

So Uncle Vernon barely managed not to fall, but instead pulled hard on the door handle of Dudley's room door behind him, and said loudly to his son who was awakened by the scream:

"Baby, don't come out! There are monsters outside and people will die!"

However, Dudley seemed unwilling to listen to his father's words. Instead, he tried hard to pull the door handle in the room, trying to open the door to see what the monster looked like.

Harry frowned slightly and snapped his fingers. The black flames from Aunt Petunia's head fell directly on the door of Dudley's room, instantly burning the door to ashes.

Dudley took a few steps back instantly and fell heavily to the ground. Uncle Vernon, on the other hand, hit the railing and his face turned the color of pig liver.

Harry waved, and while controlling the black flame to return to Aunt Petunia's head, she sighed at the usefulness of this cursed black flame.

As long as the designated target is marked, the black flames will never spread and will only burn the target to ashes.

At this time, Dudley reluctantly stood up and rushed out of the room, wanting to see what kind of monster it was that dared to destroy his own door!

But when he saw the black flames swirling around Aunt Petunia's head, he let out a scream, and was immediately covered by Uncle Vernon.

At this time, Uncle Vernon also saw clearly the appearance of the "monster" below, and then he covered his mouth in surprise.

The "monster" downstairs has beautiful long black hair, emerald green eyes, and a delicate face. She was simply charming.

But why is she so similar to her nephew Harry?

"You...are you...?" Uncle Vernon asked stutteringly.

"Introduce yourself, my name is Harry Potter." Miss Harley held up her skirt, bent her knees slightly, and bowed gracefully.

"I'm so sorry. Your dear nephew Harry has permanently turned into a witch, so you have to accept this reality."

Seeing the Dursleys' mouths wide open with disbelief on their faces, Miss Harley raised her fingers:

"I think we need to sit down and have a good chat. I believe I can make you accept this fact."

……

Surrounded by black flames, the Dursleys were finally willing to sit down at the dinner table and have a chat.

Harley looked at them like quails, and felt happy in her heart. Sure enough, people in essence will bow to a more powerful force!

"How did you learn magic?" Before Harry could ask, Aunt Petunia couldn't help but speak.

"You haven't even gone to that school yet, how could you possibly have learned magic and changed your gender!"

Harry couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, sighing that Aunt Petunia had forgotten the black flames so quickly and dared to ask herself questions.

And what does it mean to go to that school? There's something in Aunt Petunia's words.

As for becoming a witch, Harley was not prepared to answer. After all, if I hadn't turned into a witch, I might have died.

As for switching back to the Red Priest path, how could she have considered it so much when she was being hunted by the Witch Sect?

Moreover, the immortal witch's life-saving ability is so strong, of course he would not consider switching to the War Bishop.

Anyway, Harley was used to being a girl, although she still felt disgusted with the man wanting to have something with her.

"It's not important. Next, I will ask and you will answer." A black flame appeared on Harley's white and slender fingers, and then swirled around Harley's hand.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Petunia decisively chose to shut up.

"How dare you threaten your aunt?" Uncle Vernon seemed to have the courage again, slamming the table and shouting angrily,

"If we hadn't adopted you in the first place, you would have starved to death!"

"Yes, yes!" Harley blew into the flame and easily blew the flame forward.

"Thank you for your upbringing, so you can continue talking to me here instead of...forget it, it's okay. Anyway, I just ask you and answer."

As he spoke, a cup on the table turned into ashes. Uncle Vernon shrank back again and shut his mouth obediently.

Harry took out the letter, started asking about the school Hogwarts mentioned in the letter, and raised new questions based on the answers given by the Dursleys, mainly Aunt Petunia.

Two hours passed quickly, and when it was almost nine o'clock, Harry had basically figured out all the problems.

"This world is so interesting! Only qualified people are qualified to learn extraordinary powers. It is such an unfair world."

After hearing Aunt Petunia's story, Harley suddenly understood why she didn't like herself.

After all, no matter who it is, seeing with their own eyes that their biological sister can enter the magical world, but they are far away from this world, they will become more or less darkened.

It is understandable that love can lead to hatred. After all, there are many such perverts among extraordinary people. Of course, understanding is understanding. If you don’t forgive, let’s talk about it differently.