Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

As usual, the Hogwarts Express drove towards London, carrying a car full of laughing and cheerful little wizards.

Inside the carriage, the little wizards were enthusiastically discussing their summer vacation plans.

Some students want to take advantage of this holiday to preview the lessons for the new school year;

Some want to catch up with the third part of "Wandering with Werewolves";

Some said that there were several new electronic games released this year, and they must take advantage of this summer vacation to play them.

The scenery outside the window passed by quickly, gradually changing from the lush green natural scenery to the bustling urban scene.

When the Hogwarts Express pulled into Platform 9 and three quarters, the platform was already packed with wizarding families coming to pick up their children.

In order to avoid a large number of young wizards pouring into King's Cross Station at the same time and attracting the attention of Muggles, the staff carefully guided them off the platform in batches.

After saying goodbye to Ron and Hermione, Harry stood outside King's Cross Station and took a deep breath.

There was a bustling crowd in front of him, but he felt extremely lonely in his heart.

Thinking about the Muggle life he would have to face in the next month, he felt an indescribable irritation in his heart.

He scratched his hair helplessly, making his already messy black hair even more messy.

Hey......

Why do I have to stay at my aunt and uncle's house for a month?

Why not just go to Swann Manor? That's where he really wants to be.

Bald!

As soon as he left King's Cross Station, he saw his Uncle Vernon.

He was wearing a well-tailored dark blue suit with an exquisite tie on his chest, looking particularly smart.

His hair seemed to have been carefully groomed, not a single strand out of place, and he had a businesslike smile on his face, as if he was going to an important business meeting.

"Harry, you're back. How was your year?" There was a hint of deliberate enthusiasm in Vernon's voice.

Harry was slightly shocked; his uncle's change caught him off guard.

Is this still the Vernon Dursley he knew?

In the past, my uncle always had a stern face and looked disgusted when he saw me.

Now he is so polite to me? !

Could it be that after not seeing each other for a year, I hate myself less?

Or is it because your uncle got a promotion and a raise, so he is in a good mood?

"I'm fine," Harry said in surprise, "Uncle, did you change the car?"

"Yes, I was promoted to department manager last year." Uncle Vernon pointed to the brand new black car next to him and smiled.

"Did you come back alone?" Uncle Vernon's eyes kept scanning behind Harry, as if he was looking for some important person.

Vernon's question left Harry confused again.

What do you mean?

If you don't come back alone, will you bring your friends with you?

I don't have the courage to do that.

Could it be... Uncle means whether Sebastian sent me back?

After all, it was he who took him away from the Dursleys last year.

Harry's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out what his uncle was thinking. He scratched his head and replied, "I'm alone."

Seeing that Harry had no one else to go with him, Vernon finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Come on, let's go home."

Soon, Harry returned to the Dursleys.

"Harry, you're finally back." Aunt Petunia forced a smile.

Dudley looked up at Harry and continued playing the latest handheld game console in his hand with his usual arrogance and impatience on his face.

"Well, I'm back." Harry smiled, then called to Dudley on the sofa, "Dudley, I have a gift for you."

This sentence stunned the Dursleys, especially Dudley, who widened his eyes in surprise and didn't even care about the game in his hands.

Harry took the initiative to give gifts, which had never happened before.

Is he sincere?

Or do you want to play a trick on yourself?

"What gift?" Dudley asked suspiciously, his face full of curiosity and distrust.

Harry smiled and pulled out an assortment of magical candies from his suitcase.

"These are candies from the wizarding world," Harry explained. "There are Buzz Bee Candy, Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans, Puff Super Bubble Gum, and Chocolate Frogs. Come and try some."

"This fizzy bee candy can make you fly into the air."

“This chocolate frog can jump around like a real frog.”

......

As he listened to Harry's introduction, Dudley's expression gradually changed from initial surprise to disbelief. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wider.

Dudley carefully tasted a fizzy bee candy, and immediately an expression of joy and surprise appeared in his eyes.

This taste is something he has never tasted before!

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon stood by with a hint of worry on their faces. They wanted to stop Dudley from eating the mess.

Seeing Dudley slowly flying into the air, Aunt Petunia couldn't help but scream.

Uncle Vernon was completely stunned. His brows were furrowed, his lips were pressed into a straight line, and he muttered softly.

"Wizard's things are not safe. Dudley can't eat these things anymore!"

Fortunately, Dudley landed safely soon, which put Petunia and Vernon at ease.

"Harry, these sweets are so delicious!" said Dudley excitedly, his eyes sparkling.

"Dudley," Harry said with a smile, "If you like, I'll send you more candy from the wizarding world in the future!"

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It's time for dinner.

Harry waved his hand and said, "It's my treat tonight, let's go to the restaurant and eat."

Aunt Petunia and Dudley looked at Harry in surprise, while Uncle Vernon was completely stunned.

Aunt Petunia's eyes widened and she asked hesitantly, "Harry, where did you get the money?"

Harry smiled and said nonchalantly, "Sebastian gave it to me."

When Uncle Vernon heard the name, his expression immediately became extremely complicated, and beads of sweat soon oozed out of his forehead.

Sebastian...

This person controls his own professional destiny.

I notified myself two weeks in advance to come and pick Harry up.

If he knew that Harry was treated badly in his home, his job would be in jeopardy.

Thinking of this, Uncle Vernon quickly waved his hand and said, "Oh, Harry, no, no, I'll treat you. After all, we are the elders."

He forced a smile, his voice trembling, trying to appear generous.

Aunt Petunia glanced at Vernon and seemed to understand something, then turned to Harry and said, "Yes, Harry, you don't have to spend any money, we'll treat you."

Dudley's face was full of resentment and jealousy. He frowned and wondered why Harry could go to the restaurant to eat during his holidays.

I haven’t had a meal in such a long vacation!

Who is the biological child after all?