Everyday players at Hogwarts

Unconsciously, the sky became dark.

The breeze stirred the neat hedges that lined Privet Drive, and the street was silent and spotless under the dark sky.

The street lamps lit up one by one, illuminating the bronze number 4 on the door of the Dursley's house again.

Just when Uncle Vernon was about to explode, the minute hand of the alarm clock pointed to twelve. Almost at the same time, the street light outside the window suddenly went out.

This sudden darkness woke everyone up from the weird atmosphere like lightning. Uncle Vernon noticed something and quickly pretended that nothing happened and put the pie in his hand on the dining table.

At this moment, a tall figure wearing a long cloak was walking along the Dursley's garden path, and then the doorbell rang.

"Ah, I know that. Ringing the doorbell uses electricity, right? I'll open the door!" Mr. Weasley said happily.

A deep voice said, "Good evening, Arthur."

"D-Dumbledore!"

"professor!"

"headmaster!"

"It's the wizard again!"

Everyone was stunned on the spot. Standing at the door was a tall and thin man with silver-white hair and beard hanging down to his waist. He wore a pair of half-moon glasses on his aquiline nose, a black traveling cloak, and a pointed hat.

"Sirius, I don't think you have forgotten what I said. Where are Petunia and Dudley?" Dumbledore said in a friendly and easy-going tone.

"They went to my sister's house. Is there any problem?" Dumbledore's tone seemed to give Uncle Vernon some courage, and he said with a stiff neck.

"Dursley—"

"You Muggle!" Sirius and Mr. Malfoy scolded one after another.

"Sirius! Lucius!" Dumbledore's reminder made them both shut up what they were about to say.

"Fortunately, otherwise those words would have been very unpleasant to hear." Harry thought happily for some reason.

"Hey! There are still some polite people among you wizards. This is my home." Uncle Vernon breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to continue saying something, but something about Dumbledore seemed to make him breathless for a moment.

Maybe it was Dumbledore's striking wizarding aura, or maybe it was just that even Uncle Vernon could sense that it was difficult for him to show off in front of this man.

"Professor, what did you say to Sirius?" Harry said.

Harry suddenly thought that all this strangeness might be related to what Dumbledore had said to Sirius before.

"I'd be happy to share it with you. However, I don't think it's wise to linger at the door for too long." He quickly crossed the threshold and closed the door behind him.

"It's been a long time since I last came here." Dumbledore looked at Uncle Vernon from his hooked nose. "I must admit, your agapanthus is blooming very luxuriantly."

Vernon Dursley didn't say a word, but judging from his small eyes, he was probably using his fat head to recall when Dumbledore had been here.

"Aha! You are that guy from Abforth, you put this little bastard Harry in our house," said Uncle Vernon.

"I think so." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and used gestures to stop Sirius from getting angry.

"How lively, Arthur, Lucius, I don't know why you are fooling around with Sirius, but letting Harry leave his relatives is obviously an unwise choice." Dumbledore said.

"Dumbledore, I-"

"We are-" Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley both looked anxious to explain.

This made Ron and Draco, who originally wanted to interrupt, decide to wait and see.

"You are their leader, right? I want to report to you that this guy named Sirius said a lot of nasty things to us and threatened us with his magic tricks." Uncle Vernon said with his little fat finger As Sirius said this, Sirius didn't care at all. He just wanted to explain all this, but due to privacy reasons - he wanted to discuss among themselves the relatively niche issue of Harry and the other three's sexual orientation.

"Dursley, although I'm glad that Harry didn't suffer the same abuse as Dudley at your place," Dumbledore said.

"We - abused Dudley? Are you -?" Uncle Vernon said angrily, but Dumbledore raised a hand to signal silence, and the room immediately fell silent, as if he had suddenly turned Uncle Vernon into a Became mute.

"I dropped Harry on your steps ten years ago, leaving a letter explaining that his parents had been murdered and hoping that you would care for him as your own child. But you didn't press my button. Do as you say. You never considered Harry your own son. All he got in your hands was neglect and constant abuse."

"To be honest, I can understand what Sirius did. He should have told you that he is Harry's godfather."

"I really want to say something, but no matter how pitiful, unwelcome, and abused Harry is here, you at least reluctantly gave him a place. Even because of him, you Attacked by a wizard."

"In this way, Harry's protective power based on his mother's bloodline will always be in effect." Dumbledore sighed deeply.

"Wait, wizard's attack? When?" Uncle Vernon asked doubtfully.

"That was a very cunning wizard. He cleaned up the traces of the attack, but Dudley undoubtedly retained that wizard's magic power in his body." Dumbledore said.

This was also the reason why he had always tolerated Dursley's rudeness.

"Wait, Uncle Vernon and the others were attacked because of me?" Harry looked in disbelief and simply held Ron's hand. This made Mr. Weasley next to him who didn't know much about everything couldn't help but sigh.

"That's more like it," Sirius muttered.

"I understand now that Dudley became such a toy-guy like you, it's all because of you, I understand." Uncle Vernon said, looking from Dumbledore's face to Harry, and then pulled his pants down Pulled up.

His whole body seemed to be swelling, and his big purple-red face stretched before Harry's eyes.

"Okay, now it's all solved," he took in enough breath, and the front of his shirt became tight, "you can get out of this home, kid! You can't stay here, we are willing to adopt you The premise is that you can’t threaten my wife and son, and you can’t cause us any trouble. If you want to bring us threats - I’ve had enough! Get out!”

"I don't think so. Harry staying with you is also to protect you. The most dangerous time is when he leaves you - his mother's protective power will disappear from you." Dumbledore said patiently.

"Okay, I don't care, I'll leave the living room to you freaks!" Uncle Vernon stared at Harry for a few times, then angrily went upstairs.