A sharp Hogwarts

"Name."

"Dalia, you-"

"That's my name! I'm asking you now."

"Oh. Harry Potter."

"age?"

"Ten years old...tomorrow, um, after twelve o'clock tomorrow, I will be 11 years old."

"tomorrow?"

Dalia repeated softly and glanced at the electronic watch in her hand.

July NO.30, 23:[-] pm.

If the original plot is followed, a few hours later, the hotel front desk will receive hundreds of letters from the magic school to Harry again.

Bombarded by letters from Hogwarts, Mr. Dursley would eventually choose to lead his family to a rock hut during a rainstorm.

then……

Rubeus Hagrid will fall from the sky during heavy rain and open up the magical world for Harry.

Therefore, her time to enter the plot is already very tight.

On the other hand...

"The original world? That's great, but it seems like Daniel and you really don't look alike..."

Dalia retracted her thoughts, looked up and down at the thin black-haired boy in front of her, and muttered something inexplicably.

pat.

In Harry's disbelieving eyes, Dahlia gently placed the piece of bacon on the fork, which exuded a tantalizing aroma, on the lid of the can in front of Harry.

"This is yours. It would be too bad to go to bed without eating something hot at night——"

Different from the actor's appearance in the movie, this Harry looks significantly thinner, and it can be seen at a glance that he is malnourished.

Of course, Dudley looks similar to the actor in the movie.

The three of them were obviously the same age, but Harry looked like a little brother who was two or three years older than her and Dudley.

This Harry has a thin, pale face, dark and disheveled hair, and knees with protruding kneecaps...

Of course, behind that pair of old round glasses held together with lots of Scotch tape were a pair of bright emerald green eyes.

Obviously, she most likely traveled to the magical world created by J.K. Rowling—not the movie world, let alone Warner's movie crew.

Although...well...it's a little off...

For example, in this world, the Dursley family has a girl named Dalia Dursley.

But overall, most events and settings remain unchanged.

Poor Harry has been bullied since he was a child, but the "bad guy" has changed from one to two.

For another example, when they went to the zoo together last week, an accident occurred in which a Brazilian python escaped from prison.

There is also Harry's hair that will grow back no matter how much it is cut, or it will mysteriously disappear from sight when Dudley chases him...

There were too many weird things, descriptions that might have only been described in a few words in the original novel, little by little, they emerged in Dalia's mind.

Magic?It’s really enviable——

Dalia shook her head, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart, looked at Harry again, and her tone became serious.

"Harry, you know, my parents are very against 'abnormal'. The conversation tonight is just a bedtime story, between you and me only."

"Well, it's confidential, absolutely confidential. I know."

"Besides—"

Dahlia held up her finger and stared quietly into Harry's eyes.

"No questions, I will answer your questions, and what I don't answer is what you shouldn't know."

"Eh? But if I didn't ask, how could you-"

Harry was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"Huh?" Dahlia snorted slightly, raising her eyebrows and staring at Harry.

Under Dalia's gaze, Harry's voice quickly became quieter.

I don’t know why, but although Dalia is easy to talk to today, she seems scarier than before.

"After I have answered all your questions, I will return your letter to you - only after you have read it can you take the initiative to ask questions."

As Dalia spoke, she took out the light yellow parchment envelope from her chest and placed it on her knees.

Under the lights of passing cars outside the window, the shield-shaped wax seal reflected a dull luster from time to time.

"No grabbing, no yelling, no interruption or asking about irrelevant content..."

"Otherwise, I'll throw it off the window sill, do you understand?"

"understand!"

Harry nodded seriously and sat upright with his legs crossed.

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously wandered to Dalia's knees, showing a look of anticipation.

If a few days ago, he would still be envious of Dahlia's toys and Dudley's big room, then now there is only one thing he wants:

that letter.

To this day, no one has ever written to him.

Some kind of premonition, that letter might completely change his current life.

With all the weird things happening these days and the Dursleys' reactions, Harry became more and more certain of this.

"Well, first of all... let me answer your doubts about why my parents don't like you. And the secret of your life experience."

As if she heard his thoughts, Dalia suddenly spoke in a calm tone.

"You are a wizard, Harry.".

The room was quiet except for the whir of cars outside the window.

"Am I...what?" Harry was a little confused.

The next moment, he immediately covered his mouth nervously.

He was afraid that Dalia would drop the letter from her lap if she got upset.

"A wizard, Harry. You are a wizard."

Dalia repeated again, not paying attention to Harry's expression, and turned over the beans in the can.

The beans made a muffled sound from time to time in the can, and the aroma of roasted beans gradually lingered around. Dalia took a breath in intoxication before continuing.

"In the UK, every minor wizard receives an acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at the age of 11."

"The start date of Hogwarts is September 31st, but if a young wizard is interested in attending Hogwarts, he must reply before July [-]st."

Dalia lowered her head, gently touched the uneven wax seal of the Hogwarts school emblem on the envelope with her fingers, and sighed softly.

Therefore, if I don’t receive a letter by July 11st when I am 31 years old… there will be no future.

Obviously, what she got this time was a Muggle script.

But Dalia quickly adjusted her mentality. Muggles will be Muggles.

Anyway, she had been through this in her "last life", and now she was at least a little more hopeful than before.

After all, there is magic in this world, and her cousin still has the "protagonist halo" of Harry Potter.

If everything remains unchanged, her character can at least live safely until Voldemort exits, and there is still a long time to look forward to in the future.

"Hogwarts?" At this moment, Harry repeated in confusion.

"Well, a magic school. All the letters these days are from Hogwarts."

Dalia glanced at Harry, who interrupted again, and tapped her fingers on the wax seal on the seal of the envelope.

"Aunt Lily and Uncle James are also students of this school - yes, Harry, your parents are both wizards."

"If I remember correctly, Petunia...well, I mean, my mother kept telling you that your parents died in a car accident?"

Dalia paused, looked at Harry who nodded blankly, and said softly.

"Mom lied. The car accident couldn't have hurt the wizard. She knew exactly how they died."

"Your parents - Lily Potter, James Potter - they... were murdered by someone - another wizard!"

Snapped!

The fireworks of the kerosene lamp exploded slightly.

The mottled firelight cast a devil-like shadow behind Dalia.