This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Arthur whispered a few words to his two sons and left.

Bill and Charlie took a deep breath, as if trying to digest the facts.

"Our car is parked over there." Vincent pointed across the street.

The two followed him with heavy hearts.

The gifts from the Wayne family were not actually that big, because they were all placed in gift boxes with a traceless extension spell.

Vincent held his own, and Bill and Charlie each held the Waynes.

Eric had returned to the house, and he should have gone to find Yin Fulin who came to the kitchen to help.

The three of them returned to Harry's room with the gifts, and their expressions looked quite natural.

It was just that when they were arranging, they always subconsciously looked at places like the bottom of the bed and the closet.

Wizards have many kinds of hidden magic.

The invisibility cloak is simple and practical, the disillusionment spell is convenient and fast, and the Animagus is safer and more reliable.

If the Wayne family had not been fully equipped that day, it is estimated that Rita would not have been discovered until now.

And Sirius is one of the heirs of the ancient Black family, and the goblin who never leaks customer information is very greedy.

Bill, who works at Gringotts, knows this very well, and so does Charlie, who has a certain amount of social experience.

Not to mention Vincent.

Since the goal is not to escape, there is no need to hide.

Get some gold galleons to buy a wand or an invisibility cloak, and get to the Dursleys before the Ministry of Magic finds out...

When Arthur came back, the room had been decorated.

Harry was unpacking the Wayne family's gifts.

Eric gave a complete set of fitness equipment.

Barbells and dumbbells are just the basics, and treadmills, rowing machines, Smith racks, multi-functional supine boards and other equipment are the highlights.

Yin Fulin gave a body fat scale that was just launched last year.

Made by Bailida, a leading Japanese weight scale company, it uses the bIA bioelectrical impedance measurement method to measure body fat.

Vincent gave a pair of round-frame glasses.

Made of memory alloy, it can automatically repair scratches and deformations.

The lens can adjust the sensitivity by touching the temples, which is equivalent to ordinary night vision goggles.

All three gifts were far beyond Harry's imagination.

Magic can indeed cure many terminal diseases of Muggles, but long-term changes in the basic physiological structure of the human body will have an impact on the spirit.

Myopia is innate, but physical fitness can be improved through exercise.

Harry took off the second-hand glasses that Petunia bought for him five years ago and put on new ones.

It was a little blurry at first, but the lenses quickly adjusted the refraction angle of the light automatically.

The world became clearer than ever before, and the weight of the glasses was almost unnoticeable.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it very much!"

Seeing the smile from the heart on his face, Vincent smiled the same smile as if he was infected.

Bill and Charlie were not as heavy as before.

The Ministry of Magic will take action, they just need to enjoy the party at ease.

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In the office of the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom,

Fudge received the news reported by the Auror sent to the Dursleys.

Although it cannot be confirmed that it is Sirius, it is certain that there is a suspicious person.

Large-scale actions are not advisable, and small-scale secret searches are unlikely to be effective.

When Scrimgeour came in, he saw him rubbing his eyebrows vigorously.

"Do you know the situation?"

"Generally speaking."

Fudge lowered his hands, "My hunch is right, this bastard is coming for Harry."

"Mr. Minister, Blake is a Death Eater with no moral bottom line, it's not surprising that he does something terrible."

"Damn Death Eater!" He took a deep breath, "Will the detection results of the endoscope be wrong?"

"It's possible." Scrimgeour took out a small glass bead from his pocket,

"Even if our office is using dark magic detectors now, there are several spells that can interfere with the operation."

Fudge rubbed his eyebrows again, "Rufus, are you trying to say that Blake has obtained a wand?"

"If the suspicious person is him, otherwise I can't think of anyone who dares to play such a joke on Harry."

Using magic to interfere with the endoscope, of course it's not just a joke.

Did the Dursleys dare to have criminal intent?

Is it the Wayne family?

Or the Westley family?

"Two people in a group, disguised as Muggles, thoroughly search Little Whinging."

"Yes." Scrimgeour's expression suddenly became strange, "Where's Tonks?"

"Let her continue to guard Diagon Alley, we can't take any risks."

As evening approached, Aurors and Magical Law Enforcement Team disguised as Muggle residents arrived at the scene in batches.

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In order not to alert the enemy, they are as low-key as possible.

The Dursleys' party is held as usual.

Although the cake had been cut once last night, Harry obviously liked this one a few circles bigger.

Vernon and Petunia were forcing a smile.

The Wayne family is fine, but there are nine people in the Wesley family.

It's a lot of money, I hope it can pass the "inspection" smoothly.

"Merlin, this cake is too delicious!" George smiled evilly and walked towards Vincent who had his back to him.

But he was too close, and was spotted as soon as he raised his hand.

"You want to throw this in my face?"

George quickly swallowed the cake in his hand, "Of course not~"

Vincent rolled his eyes, "Percy probably hasn't noticed that you took his badge."

"Ahem, cough, cough - my good buddy, you will keep this a secret for me and Fred, right?"

"Maybe."

George, who jumped away, decided to change his target.

The good eldest brother just finished playing tricks before, now it's the turn of the good second brother.

Learning from his previous experience, he quietly took another piece of cake this time and approached as quietly as possible.

Victory is at hand!

However, just when the cake was infinitely close to the back of Charlie's head, the other party suddenly bent down for some reason.

George was confused.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh... accidentally slipped your foot?"

Charlie shook his head doubtfully, "Stop making such jokes, today's protagonist is Harry."

"I know~"

He said this, but George turned his attention to Dudley, who was eating cake in small bites.

This little chubby guy always bullied Harry, so it was time to get angry.

Summing up the previous two failed experiences, he quickly threw the cake in his hand as soon as he got close to the back.

Hit in the back of the head, 10 points!

Dudley touched his neck and his eyes seemed to light up when he discovered it was cream.

Quit sweets?

Impossible!

George was stunned.

Even if the little fat guy didn't cry, he actually stuck out his tongue and licked the cream off his hands.

There is no joy of success at all, only severe physical and psychological discomfort.

After losing his mischievous mood, he came and sat down next to Fred, who was eating cake.

"Failed?"

"It worked, but not completely."

The twins who came to Wes's house were a pair of treasures.

It was just a minor setback, but they quickly cheered up.

Each of the three mothers received a small stick before they went into the kitchen to bring in the sumptuous meal.

Pull the small knot at the bottom, and countless colorful fireworks shoot up and down the Dursleys' living room.

There are no random variations of swooshing fireworks, just ordinary fireworks.

Vernon and Petunia were smiling, but they were actually crying inside.

Renovation costs are not cheap these days.

Arthur knew the couple were forcing a smile.

As the fireworks dimmed, he pulled out his wand and cast the Restoration Charm.

The small black marks on the wall were gone, and all the dust on the floor was gone.

The Dursleys wiped away their previous depression.

The magic helped them save a fortune on decoration costs.

No, why should we be grateful?

This money shouldn't have been paid in the first place, and if he had to pay it, it would have been paid by Arthur who allowed his children to do whatever they wanted!

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