Professor, please pay the debt

"Professor, I can go back by myself, you don't have to accompany me."

"No, Harry, I've come here because I have business to do, and I want to announce something, something about you, in the presence of your guardian. So, come, boy, let's go into the drawing room and talk."

Dumbledore walked in first, Vernon pointed his gun at Dumbledore's chest, hesitating to stop him, Petunia was obviously more sensible, she pinched him with her thin fingers while giving him a wink.

The atmosphere became very weird, Dumbledore walked forward firmly, Harry followed him casually, the Dursleys wavered between resistance and submission, standing and retreating.

Finally, when they finally entered the living room through the narrow hallway, Dumbledore looked around, selected the sofa in the middle of the living room, and beckoned Harry to sit next to him.

But the owner of this house stood in the corner of the living room, looking at him with defensive and disgusted eyes.

"Sit down, please," said Dumbledore.

However, the two men did not move, and Vernon kept pointing his gun at Dumbledore.

"I wish to treat each other with courtesy..."

Dumbledore's expression seemed a little helpless, but his actions were not polite at all. He waved his wand, and another sofa hit the Dursleys from behind, and they both fell back on the sofa and rolled around. Then the couch sprinted back with them, Petunia screaming, and Vernon rummaging through the couch cushions to find his own.Harry sneered in his heart, this is the protection of Muggles that Dumbledore preached.

"Who are you, get out of my house!"

That's when Harry's cousin Dudley came rushing down the stairs, and Harry noticed that he was still as fat as a whale, but had grown taller.

He clenched his fists angrily, and made a posture ready to attack Dumbledore, ignoring Harry who was sitting next to him.

After Petunia, Harry forgave Dudley again, and wanted to encourage him for his courage.

Petunia screamed, "Dally!" and rushed to hug her son. Vernon was no slower than her. He spread his stubby arms to protect the mother and child behind him, and shouted at Dumbledore, "Damn it, what are you doing here, you are not welcome here!"

Harry has decided to give the family Christmas presents.

"I'm just here to announce one thing, if you can calm down and listen to me, it won't take much time..."

This shows how thick-skinned Dumbledore is, and this mess was entirely caused by him.

Petunia's big terrified eyes and Vernon's small round eyes looked at each other, silently exchanging emotions, and their son spoke first, "What do you say? Harry..."

Harry was a little surprised, and then remembered Dali's age. He was also 16 years old. Although he was a bit stupid, he also had the ability to think independently, so Harry gave the correct opinion, "Do as he tells you."

Vernon seemed to object, but both his wife and son stopped him.Finally, everyone finally sat down.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He hoped that Dumbledore would finish his work as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible. The two had been together for several hours, and it was exhausting to deal with every minute and every second carefully.

But Dumbledore came up with a new trick.

"I thought you would buy me a drink, Petunia, I thought it was a common etiquette for Muggles and wizards, but unfortunately I was wrong, so let me treat you, this is the Christmas gift I received this year, Rosmerta The honey liqueur brewed by the lady herself is stored in oak barrels for two years before opening, it tastes sweet and mellow, you will definitely like it."

Following his words, 5 crystal cups floated in the room, each cup was filled with golden liquor. Dumbledore took a cup by himself, then motioned Harry to take a cup too, Harry did so, and the two People sipping fine wine together.

The Dursleys were not so relaxed. They were so frightened by the eerie floating glass that they dared not reach out to touch it.

But the wine glass flew towards them persistently, as if they were determined to drink it down. Vernon stared at the wine glass in disgust like an annoying fly, then raised his fat palm and slapped it. The wine glass dodged it nimbly, and then rushed towards Vernon's fat face more persistently, hitting his bald forehead, half of the wine spilled on Vernon's pajamas, Vernon let out a short cry, and immediately Hold your head with your hands, and shrink your whole body into the sofa.The other two didn't look much better, and the wine glass seemed to be playing tricks on them.

Dali seemed to have identified Harry. He didn't look at Dumbledore, but asked Harry, "What about this?"

Harry didn't mind showing his kindness, he raised the wine glass in his hand at Dali, "Like me."

Dali didn't dare to stretch out his hand, as if he was worried that the wine glass would bite him, but when he grabbed the wine glass, the glass immediately behaved like an ordinary wine glass without any movement, and his parents immediately followed suit, so the living room At last it was quiet.

Dumbledore finally got down to business...