Hogwarts: I am the power of purification

At the same time, Vernon also heard the voice clearly. Knowing that Harry Potter was about to lose his magical ability, he suddenly felt confident.

All the troubles seemed to be closely related to Harry Potter. At this moment, his determination to drive Harry Potter away became more and more firm. He secretly vowed to drive this troublemaker out of the house!

Petunia stood quietly by the side, remaining silent. Ever since she knew that Voldemort had returned from the dead, she had been growing an irrepressible fear in her heart.

Perhaps kicking Harry Potter out at this moment would be a great way to escape potential danger. Thinking of this, her originally hesitant heart became even more determined.

On the other hand, Harry was becoming more and more panicked at this moment: "I must not let the Ministry of Magic destroy my wand so easily. I must quickly escape from this terrible place. As long as I can escape successfully, those people from the Ministry of Magic will never find me again!

Whether returning to Hogwarts or going somewhere else, I don't want to stay in this damn place any longer!" Harry Potter made up his mind secretly, and he turned around and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened - owls flew into the room one after another! These owls brought urgent letters from Mr. Arthur Weasley and Mr. Sirius Black.

Arthur Weasley wrote in the letter: "Harry, Dumbledore has just arrived at the Ministry of Magic. He is doing his best to deal with the difficult incident at hand. So don't leave the Dursleys' house without permission! Be sure to wait patiently for follow-up news."

Sirius Black said the same thing in another letter: "Harry, Arthur has told us everything that happened. Listen, kid, don't leave the house at all costs! Wait for us to figure out a solution."

For Harry, who had not received any news for more than a month, these two sudden letters full of concern and advice were like a timely rain, which quickly extinguished the raging flame of anxiety in his heart and calmed his originally restless heart in an instant.

At the same time, I gave up the idea of ​​leaving!

Just as Harry was racking his brains to try to ease the extremely tense and almost suffocating atmosphere, suddenly, the fourth letter rushed in like an arrow.

Harry looked closely and found that the envelope was printed with the Ministry of Magic's unique and eye-catching emblem. He quickly opened the envelope and the letter inside jumped out before his eyes. It read:

"Mr. Harry Potter, after careful consideration, and with the advice of Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, you are permitted to keep your wand for now.

However, please be advised that you must be present in person at the hearing on August 8th, at which the Ministry of Magic will make a final ruling and decision on your case."

Just as Harry was still immersed in the news brought by the letter and had not yet come to his senses, the fifth letter arrived.

This time, the delivery owl did not fly towards Harry Potter as usual, but flew straight towards Petunia.

After it arrived in front of Petunia, it dropped the letter neatly and flew away without looking back. Harry looked at the mysterious letter with suspicion, and saw a few big words written on the surface of the envelope - "Sent to Petunia, no signature".

Harry couldn't help but be confused and puzzled. Who on earth would send a letter to his aunt who was a Muggle from the magical world? This question kept circling in his mind, leaving him puzzled.

At this moment, Penny had a thoughtful look on her face. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly reached out her hand to pick up the letter and carefully tore open the envelope.

The moment she unfolded the letter, the envelope floated up. This was a rare roaring letter! A deep voice resounded throughout the room: "Remember the last one, Penny!" As these eight short words were spoken, the letter suddenly caught fire without any fire, and turned into a pile of ashes in the blink of an eye.

After hearing this voice, Penny felt as if she had been hit hard, and her body began to tremble involuntarily. Then, she seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the sofa.

After a long while, she came back to her senses as if awakened from a dream, and then shouted: "Vernon, Harry Potter must not leave here, he must stay no matter what!"

Only Petunia could understand the voice in the letter. Even Harry Potter couldn't tell the difference, only a vague sense of familiarity!

This is a voice from the distant past, the voice of Dumbledore when he was young, exactly the same as what Petunia heard when she was 11 years old many years ago! And the words "Remember the last..." are like a key, opening the door deep in Petunia's memory, bringing her back to that sunny but gloomy day two years ago.

After Harry Potter ran away from home, a mysterious letter arrived, with Dumbledore's name printed on it. The words in the letter were like a spell that was imprinted in Petunia's mind: "Voldemort will be resurrected and will eventually be destroyed by Harry Potter, but by then, he will also pay the price with his life...Petunia, please accept Harry again."

To Penny, who was stubborn by nature and knew nothing about the magical world, such a prophecy was simply nonsense. What resurrection from the dead? What magical power could control life and death? In her opinion, these were just foolish dreams!

She had never really known that Dumbledore held such an important position in the wizarding world, and had always thought that his remarks about magic and fate were nonsense.

Time flies. When Harry Potter said that Voldemort had been resurrected, the defenses in Petunia's heart collapsed instantly. Fear surged into her heart like a tide, drowning all her reason and judgment. At the same time, the letter appeared in front of her again, and Dumbledore's warning was like a long alarm bell, constantly echoing in her ears.

Especially when she thought that Harry Potter's death would become a reality, Penny couldn't help but think of her sister, Lily.

They had been close and had spent countless happy times together. But now, her sister had left her. If even her nephew Harry met with misfortune, she would really have no relatives in this world...