Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"What did you do to him, what did you do to him?" demanded Uncle Vernon.

"Don't get excited, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to buy him a drink." Dumbledore said, "This is Lady Rosmerta's best oak-aged mead, but you don't seem to like it .”

Dumbledore raised his glass to Harry as he spoke, and Harry took a sip from his own glass.

He had never tasted anything like this before, but liked it very much.

Seeing them drink it, the Dursleys looked at each other quickly in panic, becoming even more tense as they tried to avoid their cups, which was not easy as they kept banging lightly on their heads Reminding them, Harry couldn't help but wonder if Dumbledore was up to no good.

"Aren't you really going to try it? The drink tastes good," said Dumbledore.

"That's enough, what on earth do you want to tell us!" Uncle Vernon mustered up his courage again, fiddling with his hands to keep the cup away from him, "Like the wizard who came to visit last time, Say it quickly, and then take this kid and leave the house quickly."

"You seem to have a deep misunderstanding of wizards, but it's not your fault. Some people really don't have any good effects." Dumbledore said, "Let's talk about business, you are no doubt aware of it, Harry I'll be an adult in a year..."

"No!" said Aunt Petunia, speaking for the first time since Dumbledore's arrival.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Dumbledore asked politely.

"No, he's not yet of age, he's a month younger than Dudley, and Dudley won't be until the next year."

"Ah, Muggle's algorithm." Dumbledore said kindly, "But in the wizarding world, one becomes an adult at the age of seventeen."

Uncle Vernon muttered "ridiculous", but Dumbledore ignored him.

"As you already know, the wizard named Voldemort has returned to this country. He and his followers are spreading fear and launching various attacks all over the world. The wizarding world is currently in a state of open warfare. .”

The Dursleys had no reaction to Dumbledore's statement.

In their view, the war between wizards is undoubtedly far away from them, and they have not heard any clues.

Although there seem to be too many various natural disasters this year, they have nothing to do with war at all.

As long as Harry could get out of here, they were safe, which was probably what Uncle Vernon had been thinking since last year.

"Well, as you know, Voldemort has tried to kill Harry many times, and Harry is in a much more dangerous position now than when I put him on your steps 15 years ago. I left a letter explaining that his Parents have been killed and hope you will take care of him like your own child."

Dumbledore stopped, and although his voice was still so relaxed and calm, and his face showed no trace of anger, Harry felt a chill emanating from him, and the Dursleys suddenly shivered.

"You didn't do what I said, you never thought of Harry as your own son. He got nothing but neglect and constant abuse in your hands. Luckily, at least he escaped your criticism of sitting That horrific injury done by that hapless boy among you."

Both Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon instinctively averted their eyes, as if expecting to see someone other than Dudley huddled between them.

"We abused Dudley? What are you..." said Uncle Vernon angrily.

But Dumbledore held up a hand for silence, and the room fell silent, as if he had made Uncle Vernon dumb all at once.

Chapter 1231 Departure

Harry nodded in agreement, Dudley was raised as a pig, he should be glad he didn't get the same treatment...

For Dumbledore's words, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were very annoyed, obviously not aware of this problem.

Their baby Dudley was now just like a pig except for a tail.

Or be aware of it, but not escalate it to the level of abuse.

If that's not abuse, there's nothing worse!

"I'm very disappointed in your treatment of Harry..." said Dumbledore, as the cold permeated and froze in the surrounding air, "just like Sirius told you when he visited before."

Uncle Vernon's mouth opened wide, but nothing came out until the end.

"The past, I don't want to talk too much about it, but that spell I cast 15 years ago meant that while Harry could still call this place home, he would have strong protection. No matter how miserable he was here , how unwelcome, how mistreated, you at least reluctantly gave him a place to stay." Dumbledore continued, "When Harry turns 17, that is to say, when he becomes a When he is a man, the magic will be broken and he will be out of here. So, I just ask that you allow Harry to come back to this home again before his 17th birthday, which will ensure that protective power continues until then. "

None of the Dursleys said anything, they were silently thinking about Dumbledore's words.

Dudley frowned slightly, as if he was still wondering what mistreatment he had received.

Uncle Vernon looked like he had something stuck in his throat, but Aunt Petunia blushed for no apparent reason.

Harry had heard his uncle and aunt whisper that if Sirius was willing to pay a large sum of gold every year for his expenses here, they would still love him back during the summer vacation...

But he doesn't want to stay here anymore, as long as he persists for a year next year, he can completely get rid of this home.

As if thinking he had made it clear, Dumbledore stood up from the sofa.

"Well, Harry, it's time we set off," he said at last. "Have you packed your things?"

"It's packed!" said Harry hastily.

He rushed back upstairs immediately, and moved down the boxes that had been packed four days ago, together with Hedwig's cage.

Dumbledore was waiting for him in the hall, where he was enjoying the potted plants.

The Dursleys huddled in the living room doorway, the air thicker than frozen custard.

"Well, then we'll take our leave, see you next time!" Dumbledore said to the Dursleys, putting on his hat.

Uncle Vernon snorted, and from their looks they hoped never to see each other again.

"goodbye!"

Harry said a hasty goodbye to the Dursleys and came to Dumbledore's side.

"Professor, where are we going now?"

"Go pick up Ivan and Hermione." Dumbledore said, watching Harry's salute and Hedwig, and pulled out his wand, "Now you can't take them to get in the way, I'll send them there first, let them be there Wait for us. But I want you to wear the Invisibility Cloak, Harry, you know, just in case."

It took some effort for Harry to get the Invisibility Cloak out of the box. He had put the Cloak at the bottom of the box, because of the things Sirius gave him before the summer vacation, he saluted a lot more this year than usual, little Sirius bought him a lot of food, magic props, and many things that a normal boy should have and shouldn't have. Harry didn't want Dumbledore to see the mess in his box.

When he had slipped the Cloak into the inside pocket of his jacket, Dumbledore had flicked his wand, and the box, cage, and Hedwig all vanished in one go.

Then, with another wave of his wand, the door opened into the cold, misty night.

The street was dark except for faint starlight.

"Okay, Harry, let's go into the night and chase that flirtatious and seductive temptress, take the risk."

Dumbledore's statement made Harry very excited, and he could finally go out on an adventure with the headmaster.

In the past days, whenever he was awake, he had been eagerly hoping that Dumbledore would actually come to fetch him.

However, when the two set off together and walked on Privet Drive, he felt very awkward.

He had hardly had a serious conversation with the Headmaster outside of Hogwarts before.

Usually, there is a table between them.

Ivan has gone on adventures with Dumbledore in other places like this. Last year, even Hermione and Elaine joined in, but Harry never did it once. Every time, Dumbledore refused him to go with him. Please, keep him out of the adventure.

Harry had dreamed countless times that he could come out with the headmaster, and now he finally had the chance!

But he wasn't sure what to do, and Dumbledore seemed very accommodating.

"Get your wand ready, Harry," he said briskly.

"But, I don't seem to be able to use magic outside of school, sir?"

"If you are attacked," said Dumbledore, "I allow you to use any magic and spell you can think of to fight back, but I don't think you need worry about being attacked tonight."

"why?"

"Because you're with me," said Dumbledore simply, "it's all right, Harry."

His tone was full of undoubted confidence, and he stopped suddenly at the intersection of Privet Drive.

"By the way, you're sure you haven't passed your Apparition exam yet?" he asked.

"No, normally it seems that you have to be 17 years old. I checked the information." Harry replied, remembering that Ivan can already Apparate, he added, "Well, under normal circumstances..."

"Yes, normally," said Dumbledore, "then you need to take my arm."

Harry grabbed Dumbledore's outstretched forearm, noticing a ring on his hand.

He'd never seen him wear it before, and there was an intricate dark green rune on the back of his hand.

One end of the decoration is connected to the ring, and the other end extends to the upper arm...

"What's the pattern on the back of your hand?"

"An accident." Dumbledore said simply, covering the back of his hand with his sleeve, "Let's go, it's getting late, don't keep Ivan and Hermione waiting."

The next second, Harry felt that Dumbledore's arm was about to break free from his grasp, so he quickly grasped it even tighter, and then he found that the surroundings had become pitch black.

He was squeezed strongly from all directions, and he couldn't breathe at all.

His chest seemed to be tightly strangled by several iron hoops, his eyeballs were squeezed back into his head, his eardrums were pressed deep into his skull, and then...

He sucked in the cold night air and opened his tearful eyes.

Harry felt that he seemed to be squeezed out of a very narrow rubber tube just now. It took a few seconds for him to regain his senses, and found that Privet Drive had disappeared, and when he arrived in front of Ivan's house, Hermione was facing him run over here.

1232 Slughorn

Dumbledore came to pick up Ivan and Hermione at about 11:30, it was too late!

Moreover, it is easy to make people cranky.

Aiwen had to explain to his mother repeatedly that the principal was very busy and had a lot of things to do, so he could only pick up the two of them at night, and comforted her not to think about it, and he and Hermione would have nothing to do, so there was no need to come out the two of them.

But the Masons were still very worried. From 10:30, they guarded the door with Ivan and Hermione.

Occasionally, neighbors who came home late passed by and asked them what they were doing in the yard without sleeping at night.

Mrs. Mason said that she was looking up at the night sky, and enthusiastically introduced Ivan and Hermione to them.

Since every neighbor and everyone familiar with the Masons knew that their son was studying in a middle school abroad, this was the first time I saw Ivan appear. As for Hermione's identity, Mrs. Mason explained that her son brought her home girlfriend.

Generally, after saying this, no one cares why they don't sleep and stand in the yard at night, but start to look at Ivan and Hermione, and then whisper together with the Masons, and let out a chuckle from time to time...

Hermione leaned closer to Ivan with some embarrassment. The wind at night was very cold, but the stars were also beautiful.

In fact, Ivan knew very well that the reason why Dumbledore scheduled the time so late was for Horace Slughorn.

If you want to find Slughorn, this cunning old wizard, you have to set out at night to have a chance.

During the day, he is very good at hiding, once he perceives danger, he will immediately move away, and it is difficult to see him face to face.

At this late hour, Slughorn's vigilance would be lowered, and he would not leave so quickly.

After all, he wasn't young any more!

Dumbledore wants to invite Professor Slughorn to return to Hogwarts to teach again. Given the current situation, there are many benefits to doing so. It can protect his old friend and improve the morale of the school. You know, Slughorn Horn is a well-known old professor.

In addition, Dumbledore must have thought it necessary to learn more about Voldemort's past.

Slughorn is Voldemort's, or Tom Riddle's teacher, head of Slytherin House.

He had a great influence on Voldemort in his youth and gave a lot of help to Voldemort in his growth.

In the end, inviting Slughorn to return to Hogwarts to teach, Dumbledore probably couldn't find suitable candidates for the teaching staff.

Aiwen originally suggested that Sirius should continue to serve as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but he didn't know if Voldemort's curse was in effect. He would be sent abroad to represent the Order of the Phoenix to contact foreign wizards to resist Voldemort and dark wizards.

This work became all the more important when Voldemort's influence spread beyond this country.

Among the members of the Order of the Phoenix, only Sirius is competent.

So, he was sent out, to France and Italy to investigate Raven's Claw, and other tasks after that.

Dumbledore didn't seem to want Sirius to stay at Hogwarts and fight with Snape. The fight between the two of them during the exams last year had already surprised and amazed the old wizards of the Wizarding Examinations Administration. Chaos at school.

In this case, the return of Professor Slughorn is inevitable.

Just when Ivan thought so, Dumbledore and Harry appeared at the gate of the yard and jumped his parents.

He and Hermione hurried up to meet Harry, who was suffering from the effects of Apparating.

During this summer vacation, Harry became taller again, and still looked like he was chronically malnourished, very thin, with messy black hair, panting in ripped jeans and a T-shirt, and not much color on his face, Looks a bit like a ghost.

"How are you, Harry? You don't look well?" Hermione asked.

"Not very well," Harry muttered, rubbing his ears vigorously, "Because of Apparating."

He felt that his ears had left Privet Drive reluctantly.

"You have to get used to this feeling. You need something to drink now. Come on, my mother has prepared refreshments." Ivan pulled Harry into the house, "You are already familiar with her, you are welcome. Just like this is your own home.”

Harry hurriedly greeted Ivan's parents, and Mrs. Mason asked about Harry's situation in the past year with concern.

Also, do you like the Christmas present she gave you?

Mr. Mason invited Dumbledore to be a guest in the house. Ivan found that the two of them were chatting awkwardly about the plants in the garden. It could be seen that his father was still not used to communicating with a wizard, but he did not want to neglect Dumbledore. profitable.