Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 81 Communication

For the time being, Vernon invited Jemini into the house, and it was obvious that he had struggled for a long time.

In the living room of the Dursleys' house, Jamie was sitting gracefully across from the Dursley family of three. Little fat Dudley looked at Jamie with anxiety.

"I'm very sorry to bother you in such a fine weather. I guess you guys really don't want to associate with people like me." Jemini nodded politely.

The faces of the Dursleys and his wife were stiff, as if to say: as long as you know.

But maybe Jemini's temperament is too outstanding, they still didn't say anything after all.

"In fact, I came here this time mainly at the request of Professor Dumbledore to handle two things." Jemini said gently: "The first thing is to pick up Mr. Harry Potter to his friend Go home to stay for a while—”

"No!" Before Jemini finished speaking, Vernon interrupted him with a rough voice: "I will never let him go to that kind of mess again! Never! He just ruined one of my Big business! It's because of dealing with people like you... people like you!"

Jamie smiled knowingly.

"Yeah...it's inevitable. Interesting souls will always make a little trouble, but I still want to explain to Mr. Potter. According to my investigation, it was because of a passing elf that made trouble the other day. Mr. Te wanted to stop him, but his ability was really limited and he was played by the elves, so he was locked up by you."

"This is also the second thing I want to say." Jemini nodded gently: "According to the information I know so far, it seems that Mr. Potter's life here is not satisfactory."

As Jemini said, he took out a letter from his pocket and shook it: "The second thing I came here for was also entrusted by Professor Dumbledore to improve Mr. Potter's living conditions, such as this For the first time restricting his personal freedom, Professor Dumbledore said that he hoped that I could get rid of you beautifully, so as to prevent this kind of thing from happening again."

"Impossible!" Madam Dursley yelled suddenly, with her head raised high on her long neck, like an angry goose: "Dumbledore wouldn't make such a request!"

"Yeah, he wants me to settle this matter beautifully."

Jemini spread his hands gracefully: "But there is a saying that is good, the prejudice in people's mind is a big mountain, no matter how hard you try, you can't move it. For example, Mr. Porter's situation, although sometimes he will make some uncontrollable things. However, it is undeniable that the two have always abused Mr. Porter out of fear or other complex emotions—”

"No one has ever abused him—we raised him so big, he should know how to be grateful!" Vernon yelled loudly when he heard this.

"Cultivation and captivity are two completely different concepts, Mr. Dursley, if the information I have is correct, Mr. Potter seems to have been living in the utility room under the stairs of your house before he was 11 years old? And even now, it is common for you not to feed him, you know, even in the orphanage, at least the children can still have enough to eat."

"With all due respect, Mr. Potter's living conditions are not as good as those of my servants. Perhaps the two took in Mr. Potter out of some out of kindness, but...in essence, it is no different from keeping a slave in captivity. "

Jemini raised his eyebrows: "Of course, I also know that the two of you have not changed your attitude...or it is impossible to change your attitude towards him, which means that I have no way to solve this problem."

"So since I can't solve the problem, then I have to solve the person who caused the problem." Jamie looked at the Dursleys honestly.

Vernon's face turned red: "Don't try to scare me! I know! You can't cast spells during your holidays! Stop bluffing me here, you idiot boy!"

"It's like the privileged class in Muggle society. Some things are actually not uncommon in the wizarding world. People with power and power always get preferential treatment, don't they?"

Jemini chuckled: "And it might be a bit harsh to say this, but if you still use magic to deal with your Excellency, it would be an insult to me."

Vernon shrunk his neck, panting and pulling his wife and son behind him.

"Of course, you don't need to be so panic." Jamie smiled. "Actually, when I said to solve the two, I didn't mean to kill people. I just used formal means to protect the rights and interests of Mr. Potter."

"Regular means? Where did people like you come from with formal means?" Vernon roared loudly, as if to give himself momentum.

"I can assure you that my method is absolutely normal for you." Jemini pressed his hands falsely, signaling Vernon not to be too irritable.

"Actually, you may not know that when Mr. Potter was just born, he blocked a death curse and killed a demon, so he can be said to be the savior of the entire British wizarding world, and even the Muggle society. Because that monster has a dangerous idea of ​​killing Muggles."

"So regarding what the two did to Mr. Potter, if it gets out, some radicals in the magic world may want to harm the two. The best result I can think of is to send them to Azkaban..."

When Mrs. Dursley heard the words, she couldn't help shivering, her face turned pale.

"Ha... It seems that Ms. Dursley knows what kind of place Azkaban is. Yes, it is a wizard prison."

Jemini said gently: "However, I don't agree with this approach. In the final analysis, the two are just ordinary people without magic. They may not live there for a day, so I plan to follow the process of Muggle society."

"Actually, before I came, I had entrusted my Muggle friends to hire a lawyer, and I will sue the two for abuse of minors and illegal detention." Jamie met the pale face of the Dursleys. , smiled gently: "If you calculate the time, they should be almost here."

"Don't try to scare me!" Vernon roared, panting, "People like you can't even use the phone!"

The voice fell, and the doorbell rang.

"It looks like they've arrived." Jemini spread his hands gently, "I suggest that you better open the door, otherwise the police may be the ones waiting."

Gritting his teeth, Vernon stood up and went to open the door.

Sure enough, there were two men in suits standing at the door, one was sturdy, the other was wearing glasses, with a leather bag under his arm, looking refined.

At this time, there was a row of cars parked outside the garden of the Dursleys' house. Through the car windows, they could be vaguely seen. There were people sitting in these cars, and they didn't look like any kind people.

"Is that Mr. Dursley?" The man with glasses looked at Vernon solemnly: "I'm Kane Johnson, a lawyer who provides legal aid for Mr. Fox. I think Mr. Fox should have arrived?"

Vernon's face instantly turned pale.

(End of this chapter)