[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

"Hello, Harry, can we go in and talk?" The witch with a serious expression nodded slightly to Harry, and then naturally expressed her willingness to have a long talk with Harry.Harry twitched the corner of his mouth, could he say no...it seems like he can't, but he didn't want to face Professor McGonagall so simply, the former dean personally invited him, he was really worried that he would Can't bear to refuse.So he pretended to be cautious and looked at Professor McGonagall hesitantly for a while, and then lowered his head embarrassedly as if he had noticed that his overly straightforward gaze had been noticed, but he did not move to let Professor McGonagall come in. He turned around and yelled upstairs: "Aunt Petunia, a guest has arrived!"

Thanks to Dali, Harry also learned this kind of human body audio amplification method under his influence, although he doesn't use it very much at ordinary times... He vaguely heard Aunt Petunia answering in the room, and after a while, he became thin and thin. The little blond woman came down the stairs. "You are..." Aunt Petunia vaguely sensed something was wrong just by glancing at Professor McGonagall's clothes, she almost subconsciously showed a very aggressive look: "Who are you, come to my house do what?!"

"Hi, Mrs. Dursley, I'm the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall, I'm here today to..." Professor McGonagall's self-introduction was suddenly interrupted, and Aunt Petunia When she heard the word Hogwarts, her face changed, and she didn't mean to let her continue. "Enough, stop talking nonsense here, there is no Hogwarts, there is no magic, Harry is just an ordinary kid, he will not go to your madhouse-like school, don't even try to take him away!" The blond woman waved her arms emotionally, almost touching Professor McGonagall's face. The witch in the emerald green robe frowned even more. She pulled out her wand from her sleeve and waved it lightly in mid-air.

Aunt Petunia's movements were suddenly frozen there, she still kept waving her arms in mid-air, she couldn't say a word, only her eyes were full of resentment and fear, fierce like flames staring at Professor McGonagall. "I don't want to treat you so rudely, ma'am. So I hope you can keep calm when I lift the spell, otherwise I really have to let you stand here for a while." Professor McGonagall's tone was still Calm, after waiting for a while to see that Penny Dursley's eyes were much calmer, she did not break her promise, and released her with a light wave of her wand.

Aunt Petunia's eyes almost flashed, but thinking about the bad magical experience just now, she forced herself to calm down, her voice was dry and full of strong reluctance: "Okay, you can come in." Haha Li originally wanted to invite his former dean to come in politely, but he hesitated when he saw this, then turned around silently and followed Aunt Petunia in.He didn't dare to say that Professor McGonagall's actions were wrong, but after all, Aunt Petunia treated him very well this time, so he still felt... this seemed a little too much?

The three sat on the sofa, Harry and Aunt Petunia sat on one side, and Professor McGonagall sat on the other side, facing each other across a coffee table, the atmosphere was terribly cold. "First of all, Harry, I have brought you a new admission letter, and I hope you can sit here and read it carefully." Professor McGonagall took out the emerald green envelope that Harry looked so familiar with, with a serious expression A little gentler, but the body movements are undeniably firm.Harry hesitated for a moment. He carefully turned his head to look at Aunt Petunia. Seeing the blond woman pursing her lips tightly, she didn't dare to stop her, so he had no choice but to take the envelope from Professor McGonagall with both hands.

Harry quickly opened the letter, quickly scanned it from front to back, and then raised his head to look at the former dean: "I have already read this letter, Professor McGonagall." "That's good, ha Leigh, I'm here to tell you that this admission letter is not a prank, magic does exist, and you are just a little wizard." Professor McGonagall smiled in relief, and continued: "Then, if You have no other arrangements today, I will take you to buy things for the new semester, Mr. Potter."

"No," Harry subconsciously refused: "I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall. I don't want to go to any magic school... I've already signed up for Smelting Secondary School, so, so don't bother." He felt a little guilty He avoided the gaze of his own dean, but in Professor McGonagall's view, his performance was a child's normal shyness and anxiety. "I don't think you fully understand what I mean, Harry, you are a little wizard, you should go to a wizarding school, not a Muggle school." Of course, Professor McGonagall would not just give up, and patiently told Harry explained.

"No, no, no..." Harry shook his head, his face was at a loss, as if he wanted to explain something but didn't know where to start, he looked at Aunt Petunia for help: "I don't want to go. "His voice was not loud, but extremely firm.Penny Dursley suddenly felt her nose sore, her eyes turned red unconsciously, she looked at Harry, stared closely at Harry's eyes, and seemed to be looking at someone else through Harry, at that moment , She suddenly burst out with great courage.

"Did you hear what Harry said, he doesn't want to go to that school, and you have no right to take him away by force, now, leave this house immediately!" Aunt Petunia seemed to be ready at this moment. The female soldier who rushed to the front moved a little toward Harry intentionally or unintentionally, and made a gesture of protection: "I hope you can understand, ma'am, this is my only nephew, and his mother left unexpectedly. In this world, I will not let him be in danger again, if he insists on leaving with you, maybe I will not stop him, but if he does not want to leave, no one can take him away from me, no one."

Harry froze, he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say for a while, but he felt something heavy and oppressive in his chest, mixed with strong emotions surged in his chest.He never thought that Aunt Petunia would really have such strong affection and care for him, or rather, he thought Aunt Petunia didn't like his mother that much, but he understood now.Whether you like it or not, blood is thicker than water, so you are different from others. "Aunt Petunia..." Harry lowered his head slightly, and just called softly without saying anything. He suddenly felt that he was wrong, and Aunt Petunia should never have been involved in today's incident. You know, the Dursleys are full of disgust and fear of magic, and his own affairs should be resolved by himself.

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall." Harry stood up suddenly, stood in front of Aunt Petunia, and bowed deeply to Professor McGonagall: "But I really don't want to go to Hogwarts, no matter Am I a wizard?" He looked seriously at the opposite witch, his eyes were clear and determined.If Voldemort was still waiting for an opportunity in the Albanian forest at this moment, maybe he would still hesitate, at least not as determined as now, but Voldemort has been completely tied to him, so Harry believes Voldemort He will not and will not dare to do anything too extreme, otherwise he will die with Voldemort, he is not afraid of this, Voldemort is different.

Voldemort has been paying attention to the changes here, and the development of the matter is beyond his expectation. Originally, he thought that when the Dursleys knew that Harry was a little wizard, their attitude would change, even if they were completely The favorability of ten is probably only one or two points left, but this is not the case.Then, his previous plan may have to be changed. Without the pressure of responsibility, and without the impetus of Dursley's disgust, Voldemort suddenly felt that it was difficult for him to calculate anything. Harry had an illusion in his consciousness. The tall man's eyes became colder, and he hated this feeling of powerlessness.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, and she looked at Harry seriously: "I'm not forcing, but in theory every little wizard should go to a magic school, because only in this way can you learn how to control the things that are born in your body. It has the power. Harry, you are still young, and the magic riot will not have too serious consequences, but no one can guarantee that similar situations will not happen to you in the future. If you cannot control your own power, The consequences may be fatal." This explanation calmed Aunt Petunia a little, and then her face turned from red to white, the kind of paleness that seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, she looked at Harry, her lips moved , as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Harry's expression was a little stiff, he really didn't think about it, he knew that he could control his magic power well, but others didn't know it, and on the premise of not revealing his rebirth experience, this is still It's really hard to explain.His silence was interpreted by Professor McGonagall as stubborn persistence. Although she didn't understand why Harry rejected Hogwarts so much, she still didn't insist on it, and stood up with a slight sigh: "Okay, then you Think it over again, and I'll go first." Seeing that Harry still didn't intend to nod in agreement, she spun around in place, and then Apparated away from the Dursleys' house.

Professor McGonagall is leaving, but Harry has no intention of relaxing at all. He knows that this matter will not end so easily, because his reply letter refused, and some things have changed, so it is Professor McGonagall who came this time instead. It's not Hagrid, so after rejecting Professor McGonagall again, how much will he see Dumbledore in advance?

Forget it, don't think so much, Harry sighed deeply and threw himself into the sofa. He doesn't have the heart to see Mr. Flotton now, and his mind is full of what will happen tomorrow. All kinds of situations frantically swiped the screen, what to do... Harry felt that he had never been so confused.