Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Sisley sat casually on the dining table as if he hadn't noticed the frozen Dursleys. After thinking for a while, he went to the cupboard to get a new set of cutlery. He smiled and handed the plate to Harry for feeding. .

Harry looked at Sisley like this and smiled helplessly. Not only did he give Sisley all the food in the frying pan, he also picked up an egg and generously gave Sisley a meal.

Sisley took the time to say while enjoying his meal: "Really Harry, you didn't tell me that you had this skill for so long."

Although Harry didn't know what Sisley was up to, he still cooperated.

It didn't take long for Harry to get himself a small plate of food and sit down to eat.

Sisley pretended to be surprised and said, "Isn't that right? Is this your appetite?"

Harry said awkwardly: "I can only eat so much at home."

Not far away, the stiff Dursleys were sweating. This guy was applying eye drops here.

Sisley raised his eyebrows and sat over and asked curiously: "This is your housework, I won't go into details, but you can really bear it. In school, you bullied men, bullied women, set fires, and robbed. You just raped and robbed." Why are you so quiet in your house like a quail?"

Sisley said and winked at Harry.

Although Harry was not interested in the persona imposed on him, he still pretended to say, "It's not a rule that the little wizard can't do magic outside of school."

"Huh? The rules are broken like a sieve now. You are really scared." Sisley said pretending to be surprised.

"Not everyone is like you. Dumbledore is your teacher." Harry scratched his hair and said in distress.

"That's not what you mean. I just took my wand out after oiling it and left it at home. I'm using Hermione's wand. It's okay." Sisley waved his hand, and his wand It flew into Sisley's hands.

Harry looked at Sisley's white wand with complicated patterns and suppressed a smile and said, "What about Hermione?"

Sisley smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll teach you later."

Soon, five owls lined up to deliver five pieces of parchment to Sisley.

"Look at this first piece of parchment. He asked me why I cast spells for no reason outside the school. Let's just give him a reason."

As he spoke, Sislai took up his pen and wrote "Can't open the door" on it, and signed Hermione's name. The next moment, the entire parchment glowed white and disappeared.

"Is it that simple?" Harry said in surprise.

"Of course, it's that simple." Sisley waved his hand and said.

【It's that simple! ! ! ] The stiff Dursleys couldn't help shouting in their hearts as they watched Sisley simply use someone else's wand and someone else's name to solve a Ministry of Magic summons.

"How's it going? Have you learned anything?" Sisley said with a wink.

"Got it." Harry couldn't help but give Sisley a thumbs up and said.

It didn't take long for Sisley to finally finish today's breakfast...at the Dursley's.

"By the way, why are you here today?" Harry asked again, pretending to suddenly realize.

"I'm worried about you. I've written you several letters in the past few days, but you haven't replied once. I'm a little worried about you." Sisley leaned back in his chair and said.

The Dursleys behind them began to sweat profusely again. After all, they wouldn't let Hedwig fly away.

"I...it's okay, mainly because I didn't know it before." Harry said with some embarrassment.

The corners of Sisley's mouth twitched, but he still said: "Then you know now, I'm leaving, bye." After saying that, Sisley ran away in a flash.

Harry looked at the three people who were frozen in place. After fighting in his heart for a long time, Harry took out his wand from the stairwell and went upstairs with determination.

Sisley, who had already left the Dursleys' house, put the tip of his wand to his mouth and said softly: "I forged all the summonses from the Ministry of Magic just now. Don't get involved!" Then he flicked his wand, and this The words were compressed into a thin thread and flew into Harry's ears.

.........

Time passed again, and that day Ron wrote and said that his father would pick up the three Sisleys in the Flying Car and go to the Burrow for a whole week.

Hermione was rummaging through boxes and sorting clothes. She looked at Sisley who was sitting on the bed doing nothing and asked, "Don't you need to bring luggage?"

"It's all in the ring." Sisley raised his hand and said.

"Okay." Hermione lowered her head and said quietly.

"Hurry up, they will be here soon." Sisley said helplessly as he lay down on Hermione's bed.

Downstairs, the clinic has no business due to the weekend, the Grangers.

"That's what he did! He went to Hermione's room! Even when I went in, I had to knock on the door to get permission, and I would be asked out in less than a minute!"

"And he... just went in without even knocking on the door. Hermione didn't say anything. The two of them were still laughing and playing up there!!! Absolutely!!! Absolutely!!!" Mr. Granger The fists were clenched.

Mrs. Granger looked at this scene and rolled her eyes helplessly and said, "Okay, we all have this day. Do you remember that you always ran to my house when you were in middle school? My dad is exactly the same as you now."

"Can this be the same? If...I mean if, twelve-year-old me and twelve-year-old Sisley were placed in front of you...who do you think is better?" Mr. Granger asked seriously .

"Oh my God, do you want to hear the truth?" Mrs. Granger said, holding her forehead.

"Of course." Mr. Granger nodded.

Mrs. Granger was silent for a while, apparently wanting to consider her words. Finally, she seemed to have given up and said directly: "There is no comparison. Look at the twelve-year-old Sisley. Think about the twelve-year-old Sisley." You, at that time, you were still having fun with me with snot in your nose."

The silence... was deafening! ! !

"Dad! Mom! Ron and the others are here to pick us up. Let's go first. Bye!"

"Goodbye, Uncle Granger, Aunt Granger!" There was a strange sound of an engine from upstairs, and the sound of Sisley and Hermione saying goodbye was heard.

"Hey... you go see them off, I want to be quiet." Mr. Granger lowered his head and said with obvious disappointment.

"How old are you to be jealous of Sisley?" Mrs. Granger rolled her eyes and walked upstairs, leaving Mr. Granger alone on the sofa.

"Forget it, at least Sisley is good enough and knows the basics. It's better than those who suddenly jump out." Mr. Granger just sat helplessly on the sofa, constantly hypnotizing himself.