The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

Full of desire to survive, the pair of little witty ghosts instantly came up with a solution.

"Mom, this is Hermione. She is also the classmate who was invited by Ron. She is No. 1 in the freshman grade." In order not to be criticized in public, George quickly used Hermione as a shield.

"He is such a beautiful and intelligent boy. You must come to the Burrow as a guest during the summer vacation." Mrs. Weasley liked Hermione more and more, and she glanced at Ron without any trace of her words, thinking that this child would grow up. Dim Sum, it would be nice to marry the girl home.

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley, but the professor has assigned me new homework, so I can only bother you again next year when I have time." Although Hermione was very curious about the life of a wizarding family, the girl politely rejected Wes Mrs. Lay's invitation.

She remembered that Aini specifically said that Lulu does not have the ability to find people with owls, it can only locate the location.

Therefore, before receiving the manuscript of the whole book, the girl did not intend to go to other places, even if she accompanied her parents to Barcelona to watch the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games.

"That's such a pity, and so is your professor, how could you put so much burden on the students during the summer vacation." Mrs. Weasley was a little disappointed, and muttered unhappily.

"My parents are here, let's say goodbye first." Hermione felt a little unhappy when she heard Ron's mother arrange Ernie, and ran towards her parents after saying hello to everyone.

At this time, Uncle Vernon, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, also came over, and he swore that if Harry hadn't been so bored, as a decent person, he would never have been so close to these weirdos.

Vernon stroked his beard and glared at Harry angrily, but what he saw was a bright smiling face made by force.

Although the boy tried his best to smile, his eyes were very complicated. There was a bit of fear mixed with various emotions, and how much was there, how much admiration?

Seeming to be flashed with admiration that he had never seen from Harry's eyes, Vernon subconsciously slowed down when he snarled, which also turned the aggressive reprimand into ordinary words.

"Hurry up, Harry, your aunt is going to be waiting at home." Even Vernon froze for a moment after he finished speaking, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had spoken to Harry in a soft voice.

"Okay, Uncle. I'll be right there." After saying goodbye to everyone, Harry hurriedly chased Vernon to the car on the side of the road.

The original twins and Ron looked at each other, Harry's uncle didn't seem to be as grumpy as he said.

"Boy, put your bird away when you get home, or I'll throw it outside." As if he was a little puzzled by his attitude just now, after Harry got into the car, Vernon deliberately yelled at him. One sentence.

I thought the boy would be as stubborn as before, but the answer he got was very obedient.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I will be careful. I was wrong before and always made you angry, and I will correct it in the future." After all, after thinking about some things, my mood is different, even if Vernon's attitude is not good, Harry Still smiled gently.

"Squeak!" Puzzled by Harry's attitude, Vernon slammed on the brakes.

Fortunately, the car has just started, otherwise there might be an accident, but even so, the people and objects in the car also swayed forward, and even Hedwig flapped his wings dissatisfied in the cage.

"It's okay, good boy." Harry hurriedly coaxed his bird, and his uncle would be angry again if he made a fuss again.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Vernon turned around, looked at Harry and said word by word: "Boy, what the hell are you doing? Don't think about making any demands, I won't accept such a thing."

"I didn't ask for it, really, what I just said was the truth." Harry explained while taking out an envelope from his pocket.

"I'm sorry that I always didn't listen to you before. At that time, I was always dissatisfied with how I was treated. A professor woke me up when I was in school." Harry handed over the letter in his hand.

"Thank you and my aunt for your kindness in nurturing me. My parents left me tuition fees in the wizarding world. This was exchanged for the professors at the school. Every year I will save some money and exchange it into pounds to subsidize my family. A force."

Vernon's mouth was wide open, and it took a while before he swallowed a dirty word or something.

"Harry... wait a minute, wait a moment, let me take it easy." Vernon took the envelope and opened it to take a look. There were 35 large-value sterling sheets inside, folded into a stack (da) .

He kept the envelope aside, feeling a bunch of words buzzing in his mind, but unfortunately he seemed to have suddenly forgotten what English was, and he couldn't seem to recognize any of them.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, Harry, stay in the car and don't move, I'm going to call Petunia."

"what!"

Vernon was about to get out of the car in a daze, but bumped his head against the door frame.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked with concern. Vernon was hit hard just now, and the whole car shook.

"I have something to do... No, of course I'm fine, don't worry about it, boy, you just need to sit quietly in the car and don't go anywhere until I come back, understand?"

Although Vernon's tone was still vicious, Harry always felt that something was different from before.

After getting Harry's affirmation, Vernon walked towards the public phone booth beside him with his big belly dangling.

Harry hugged Hedway's cage on the back seat, put his fingers into it and stroked the snowy owl's smooth feathers, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.

At present, it seems that things are progressing fairly smoothly. It can be seen from Uncle Vernon's realization that his words have still greatly touched him.

Even the tone of voice was just pretending to be fierce, not the instinctive viciousness like before.

Thinking of the conversation with Ernie that day, Harry suddenly felt that even if the attitude of the Dursleys towards him had not changed, he should give them something in return.

Not every sister and brother-in-law can take great risks and financial burdens to adopt the only orphan left after their sister's family is attacked by a mysterious force they don't understand at all.

Even if they still refuse to accept that there is magic in the world, they regard themselves as taboo and alien.

At least, in the days before adulthood, Harry will also do something for them, in order to repay the kindness of his uncle and aunt for their upbringing.

After the big deal, stop contacting them, just give some help secretly.

In Harry's mind, almost half an hour passed before Uncle Vernon came back with a big belly shaking.

This time he didn't hit the door frame, but it took several ignitions to start the car.

London was big, but with the right direction, the distances kept getting shorter and closer, and they were getting closer and closer to their home on Privet Drive.

And during this journey, the two people in the car were tacitly silent, and even Hedwig stopped cooing and urging Harry to play with it.

"Boy, I think we should talk, you, your aunt, and me, just tonight, how about it?" The phone call just now seems to have consumed too much of Vernon's experience, and now he speaks clearly There was an unconcealable sense of exhaustion.

"I'd love to." Harry replied cheerfully.

He has already seen the sign of Privet Drive ahead, and he is almost home.