HP Polar Night

When Agares knocked on the door of 4 Privet Drive, it was not Harry who opened the door, but his sarcastic aunt.Petunia Dursley obviously still remembered the wizard who had threatened them. The moment she saw Agares, she let out a scream comparable to a mandrake.

"Good day, ma'am." Agares smiled. If the wand in his hand wasn't pointing at him, he would really look like a polite boy.

Petunia Dursley's scream disappeared from her throat in an instant, her eyes were wide open, and her bamboo pole-like body was constantly shaking. "It's you! You... what are you doing here?!"

Agares lowered his wand, motioning for him to enter the house. "Don't be nervous, ma'am, I'm just here to visit. It's a bit abrupt, I hope you don't take it offence." He pulled out a bouquet of flowers from his pocket, but it obviously didn't match the size of the pocket, and even the bouquet with fresh dewdrops made people afraid of magic. The lady was even more frightened, and she looked like she wanted to slam the door and shut the person in front of her.

Just then, another grown-up voice came from inside the room: "Petunia, who's out there?" It was Harry's uncle, Vernon Dursley, a man as fat as a pig.

When he came out of the living room and saw the young man standing at the door holding flowers in his hands, his flushed face looked as if he was going to scream or roar like his wife in a second.But when Agares revealed the wand in his hand, the man was also very sensible and swallowed all the words back into his mouth.

Vernon Dursley moved his fat body and walked quickly to the door. "You! How dare you appear here again!" He lowered his voice, and at the same time, looked around at the neighbors around him.The Dursleys nervously let him in when they saw a curious person looking this way - apparently, in their opinion, maintaining the family's reputation was even more important than shutting out fear-hating wizards. to be important.

This was the first time Agares came to Harry's house, but judging by everything he saw - the walls were covered with pictures of the family of three, toys that were rudely broken or damaged, teacups, bowls Dishes are almost always for three people—Harry's sense of presence in this family is extremely weak. If outsiders who don't know the details come in, they will probably only think that this is a happy family of three, and they will never know that there are still people living here. A little wizard, a famous savior boy in the wizarding world.

Combined with the childhood that Harry once talked to him, Agares can almost piece together a complete Harry Potter child abuse story.

Harry, who grew up in such an environment, could still maintain his innocence and kindness, which he had to marvel at.

The wizard boy who had threatened them stood in the middle of the living room, looking around with a very strange look, which made the Dursleys terrified.Vernon's face was purple, his cheeks and jaw were twitching uncontrollably, and he asked, "What are you doing here?" Maybe he wanted to say get out of his house.

Agares shrugged: "Don't be nervous, you two, I'm just here to see Harry, treat it like an ordinary classmate." If the wand in his hand could be tucked back into his sleeve, how much would this sentence mean? A little credibility.

Petunia shook her body nervously: "He, he's on the second floor." It was obvious that she also wanted Agares to leave her house, but compared to her husband, she was more interested in wizards. Those Petunia Evans Dursleys who knew knew the horrors of those spells.

Even after Harry returned from Hogwarts last year, they allowed him to live alone in a small room on the second floor, and canceled the daily taunting and scolding at him.They once thought that Harry could use magic outside the school, until Agares came and accidentally said "the Ministry of Magic allows the use of magic outside the school".

Harry didn't have that, so he certainly wasn't allowed to use magic outside of school.This allowed him to enjoy the "House Elf Harry" treatment that he didn't get last summer when he returned to the Dursleys' house this summer.But about this, Harry didn't tell Agares, and it wasn't Agares' fault.

Petunia and Vernon remembered what Agares had done in front of them last year. This bastard was a wizard with a "Ministry of Magic order". God knew what bad things he would do to them.

Agares went upstairs smoothly, if he ignored the scorching hot enough to kill people's angry eyes from behind.Oh, of course, he wouldn't tell them that the policy was only valid for last summer vacation, there was no summer camp this year, and he certainly didn't have permission to use magic outside of school.

"Harry, are you here?"

The smallest room in the corridor on the second floor, Agares pushed the one at the end, obviously his intuition was right.

The boy lying on the bed quickly hid something under the pillow, and jumped out of the bed at a speed not inferior to the reaction of a Seeker on the Quidditch pitch: "Auntie, I'll get down right away!" But when he did After finishing this series of subconscious actions, he only saw a familiar person standing at the door of his bedroom, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"I can't believe it, you're starting to call me aunt?" Agares laughed.

But the boy he made fun of was still standing there, staring at a pair of green eyes, with messy black hair on his head, and the worn-out round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose looked extraordinarily funny.

"Agares?" Harry made a dreamy voice.He seemed to think he was still dreaming, until Agares walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind him.The sound of the door lock woke Harry up, and he was taken aback: "God, I'm not dazzled, Agares, is it really you?!"

"You reminded me, how about I plan to give you a bottle of vision potion for your birthday this year? Wearing a pair of old glasses every day really doesn't fit the personality of the Boy Who Lived." Agares said naturally He sat down next to the other party's bed, and Harry was obviously more accepting of this Gryffindor-style familiarity, given that there were no extra chairs in the room.

"Agares, why are you here? I mean, my aunt and the others are at home today, how did you come up?" Harry was so excited that he wanted to jump up and down on the spot a few times, but when he thought of his uncle and aunt's family, he became worried. prevailed.

"Don't be nervous, your aunt asked me to come up, this is just an ordinary classmate visit." Agares smiled and comforted the other party.

Harry is not a person who seeks out the truth. He easily believed what Agares said. Although he still wondered why the Dursleys were so talkative, he was still quite pleasantly surprised by the joy of his friend's visit. "I thought I'd have to wait until after school started to see you all at Hogwarts! That's great, Agares!"

Agares noticed that the boy said "you", and he thought of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, who were usually inseparable from Harry at Hogwarts.

"So, didn't you go out with Hermione and the others this summer?"

"Aunt, they won't agree to send me to London." Harry said dejectedly.Ever since Uncle Vernon answered Ron's call, the Dursleys have tightened his grip on him. For some reason, he hasn't heard any news from his friends for two weeks.

But Harry soon cheered up, after all, when he thought this summer vacation was going to be so difficult, he met Agares at the Dursleys, the day before his birthday, which was great !

"I was planning to come over when I received your owl letter last time, but unfortunately I got caught up in some trifles. I hope you don't think it's too late." Agares patted the seat beside him and motioned the boy to sit down. Come down and talk.

Of course Harry didn't think it was too late, in fact, he was simply too moved. "Agares, you don't know how surprised I am." Hearing what the boy said, Agares nodded with a smile.Of course he knew this. Ron Weasley, who won the Daily Prophet's Annual Grand Prix, traveled to Egypt with his family, and Hermione Granger, who went to France with his parents on vacation, would definitely miss Harry's birthday this year.What could surprise and move the boy more than a friend who appeared in front of him after a long-awaited loss.

"Hermione called to tell me that she and the Grangers went on a trip to France, and Weasley, I guess he's on a family trip to Egypt right now, and the Daily Prophet reported that Mr. Weasley had won the lottery. They decided The whole family went to Egypt to visit the eldest son who worked there."

Agares downplayed where Harry's other two friends had gone, and the boy didn't feel jealous or anything about it, he seemed so genuinely blessed for his friends' joy. "This is really nice, it must be a very, very good trip!"

Agares smiled from the bottom of his heart, and swallowed back all the words he wanted to say.

"Harry, my house has been renovated, do you want to come with me to London?"

This invitation was so tempting to Harry that he nodded and agreed almost without thinking.In fact, from the very first day of summer vacation, he had been looking forward to Agares being able to show up at the Dursleys' house again, and then take him away like last time.

However, Harry's summer vacation plan was doomed to fail. Just when he packed his luggage and was ready to leave with Agares at any time, an owl flew in from the window, dropped a letter and then flew away. up.The letter landed on Agares' lap, with the envelope facing them, and Harry could clearly see that it read: "Agares, the smallest bedroom on the second floor, 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey To Mr Rhys Black, inscribed by Rufus Scrimgeour, Auror Command, Ministry of Magic Law Enforcement."

Seeing Agares frowned, Harry couldn't help becoming nervous: "Is something wrong? Agares."

Agares smiled at him, reassuringly.

Harry stepped back a little so that his friend could read the letter more comfortably.

The letter was not long, and Agares read it all at once, but that didn't mean the information in it was easy to resolve.In fact, if it weren't for the fact that it was still in Harry's bedroom, Agares would not have been able to resist tearing up the letter.

Sirius Black, his biological father, who was sentenced to Azkaban for life because of major crimes, successfully escaped from Azkaban and disappeared without a trace.For this reason, the Ministry of Magic dispatched the manpower of the entire Auror Division to search for Black all over the world.As the last heir of the well-known Black family, the biological son of Sirius Black, Agares received a summons from the Ministry of Magic, asking him to go to the Auror Command for investigation.

Although the letter messed up all his summer plans and might even cause him more trouble - after all, there is a prisoner father and a fugitive father, and the two have different meanings on any level. The latter would make it easier for him to be watched or ostracized - but Agares showed nothing.

He folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope. "Harry, I'm sorry I'm afraid I can't take you back to London together. There are some emergencies that need to be dealt with right away."

Harry looked quite disappointed, and his black hair couldn't help drooping, but he was still a good and understanding boy, so despite the disappointment, he still smiled and said: "It's okay, you can come and see me, I'll I'm already very happy. If you have urgent matters, you can deal with them, and we can meet at Hogwarts."

Agares took out the gift he had prepared in advance from another pocket, which was a silver-white crystal ball. "It was supposed to be delivered tomorrow, but now it seems that I can only give it to you in advance. The prophecy ball, you can use it for the divination class you take next semester."

"Thank you, Agares." Harry took the crystal ball, and the white cotton or cloud-like substance slowly rotated in the crystal ball, looking beautiful and full of mystery.

What he didn't know was that this deceptively simple crystal ball was one once used by the prophet Cassandra Trelawney, and that it had been kept in the home of Heinrich Erbach for nearly 300 years. After Agares became interested in divination, Heinrich gave it to him.It's a pity that Agares no longer plans to take divination as an elective in the fourth grade, so he plans to give it to Harry.Hopefully Trelawney won't get overly excited after seeing this crystal ball.

The author has something to say:

I, I, I... want to write a story about Harry's other Muggle aunt... The story is red:

Lily Evans has a twin sister who was separated when she was very young...

When Harry was in the third grade, that is, at the age of 3, it was the year that the dog godfather escaped from prison.Professor McGonagall went to the Muggle world to lead the new students, only to find that the new students' mother looked exactly like Lily.Ever since, Harry had an extra aunt—the aunt is also a Muggle, but she has a kind and sunny personality—and she also brought her own cousin, who has a bad personality but a soft heart. The kind who look down on mortals everywhere...

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