Chapter 291: Invitation From Hogwarts

Chapter 731 Invitation to Hogwarts

The June sun, like molten gold, burned the earth. Under the blue sky and scorching sun, even the wind was sultry, and the ground was shining, as if sparking.

In such hot weather, Privet Drive was shrouded in a drowsy silence. No pedestrians could be seen on the road, and they all hid in the cool houses.

Vernon Dursley sat on the sofa in his living room, his clothes pressed against his chest, covering his body like a wet wool blanket. He couldn't help complaining:

"This damn weather, it's not even July yet, it's so hot! Didn't the weather forecast last night say it would rain today? I think it's not as accurate as my coin toss!"

"Penny, help me get a glass of ice milk with some honey. It's just right to drink on a hot day."

Penny didn't move. She stared at the TV intently, but Vernon found that his wife seemed to be looking at it, but she was actually absent-minded.

"Petunia!" Vernon called again, and she came back to her senses and asked in a panic, "What's wrong?"

"What are you thinking about?" Vernon asked.

"No...nothing." Petunia said nervously.

Vernon looked at his wife suspiciously, and suddenly remembered something, and said in a low and hoarse voice:

"Yes, summer vacation is coming soon, and that kid is coming back from that monster shelter, so you are upset, right?"

Petunia was speechless for a moment, she didn't know whether she should boldly tell her husband about the letter she received that day.

Vernon saw that his wife didn't say anything, and thought she acquiesced, so he followed her thoughts and said:

"I heard from that kid last year that he had a shitty godfather. Why didn't he live in his godfather's house during the summer vacation?"

"Vernon, hush!" Aunt Petunia said, "The window is open!"

"Oh - yes - sorry, dear."

The Dursleys were silent. They listened to a short advertising song about fruit bran nutritious breakfast and looked at the street nervously.

Mrs. Figg was walking slowly over there at this time. She lived on Wisteria Road not far from here. She was an old lady with a strange temper and many cats.

At this time, there was a sudden thumping sound on the stairs. A moment later, a fat boy of fifteen or sixteen ran down:

He had a big pink face, a short neck, a pair of watery blue eyes, and thick blond hair flat on his thick and fat head.

The boy went straight to the refrigerator as soon as he came downstairs. After he opened the door, he shouted: "Where is the ice cream? Why is it gone?"

"Dad, the nurse at the hospital of Smelting Middle School wrote to say that you need to lose weight." Vernon sighed heavily, blowing his shaggy beard to shake.

"There's no school uniform in the school uniform store that you can wear."

Dudley glared at him angrily and said, "I'm not fat at all."

"Yes, dear, of course you're not fat." Petunia quickly comforted him, "Dad's bones are just a little bigger than the average person."

"I want to eat a colorful sundae!" Dudley said, "Go buy it now."

Penny said lovingly, "There's a grapefruit in the refrigerator."

"No, I want to eat a colorful sundae!" Dudley's face was gloomy and he looked angry.

The Dursleys looked at each other and didn't say anything, which made Dudley even angrier. He slammed the refrigerator door shut and shouted, "I want a colorful sundae!"

He closed the door with great force, and the whole refrigerator shook. The letter hidden on the top of the refrigerator was shaken off and fell to the ground.

Penny was so scared that her face turned pale. She jumped up from the sofa like a spring, ran to Dudley in a few steps, and quickly took the letter away before he opened it.

"I saw it!" Dudley shouted, "It's exactly the same as the envelope Harry received when he was eleven years old. This letter is from Hogg..."

"Shut up," Vernon yelled at Dudley, "Go to the next room. Now!"

Dudley was frightened by his father, so he had to go into the next room reluctantly, but after closing the door, he immediately eavesdropped on the door.

"What is that?" Vernon asked, staring at his wife, his face had turned purple at this time.

"Vernon, I received this letter a few days ago." Petunia hesitated and explained, "The letter is from that monster school."

"Oh, could it be that the boy did something bad and was expelled from the school?" Vernon guessed maliciously.

"No..." Petunia shook her head and said, "The letter said that Harry participated in the Triwizard Tournament and invited us to meet as family members."

"Triwizard Tournament," Vernon muttered silently, "What kind of shit is that?"

"I don't know either." Petunia said timidly. "Are we going?"

"No!" Vernon refused, "Of course not. We are a decent family. How can we possibly go to those weirdos..."

Before he finished speaking, Dudley, who was eavesdropping in the room, rushed out and shouted, "I want to go... I want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament!"

Vernon's big purple face twitched slightly, and his beard stood up. It was obvious that his nerves could not stand the word "Triwizard Tournament" echoing in his living room.

"Shut up... Shut up!"

Dudley burst into tears. He didn't really cry, but he was crying and howling.

Penny had no choice but to compromise, "I'll buy you a colorful sundae right away. I'll buy it for you now. Don't cry!"

Dudley stopped crying for a moment and showed a victorious smile.

But at this moment, another owl flew in from the window, dropped a letter again, and flew away again.

Vernon stared at the owl, shaking with rage and glancing nervously toward the window, as if he was afraid his neighbors might see it.

He quickly closed the curtains, and when he turned around, he saw that his wife had opened the letter. He asked, "What did you write this time?!"

But Petunia didn't speak, and her eyes became very strange, as did Dudley standing aside.

Vernon walked quickly to the two of them, and he saw a piece of parchment. There was no writing on the paper, it was completely blank.

He frowned at first, then his eyes wandered for a moment, then he looked at the blank paper seriously for a while, and said in a deep voice:

"Oh...of course we're going to the game."

"Yeah, let's go now," Penny said. "Don't let them take too long."

After a few minutes, the trio left the house and got into a car.

Standing on the opposite side of the road, Mrs. Figg, who had just returned from the supermarket with a jingling mesh bag hanging from her wrist, screamed:

"Mrs. Dursley, are your family going out?"

"Yes." Penny sat in the passenger seat and explained, "My nephew is participating in a competition at school and he invited our family to watch."

After the car drove away, Figg couldn't help but frown, Petunia's nephew?

Isn't that - Harry Potter? !

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Sacrifice a book: "Hogwarts: The Departed"

As soon as Lykos traveled to Hogwarts, he found that he had become an undercover agent planted by Death Eaters in Hogwarts.

After gaining Voldemort's trust, he discovered that he was still the secret agent planted by Grindelwald's Wiccan Party around Voldemort.

Lykos: "...are you playing Infernal Affairs here?"

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