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If it was other wizards, they probably wouldn't want to deal with the savior's family, because they were all Muggles, but before she became a wizard, Scaleven was an ordinary little information dealer surnamed Sherlock Holmes.Of course, all this aside, as an ordinary citizen, if you want to discuss the matter of an eight-year-old boy, it is best to talk to his parents.

But it seems that Skalevin is the only one who thinks this way.

"Hello, Mrs. Dursley."

Penny stretched out her hand in great doubt, and shook hands with Scarlett. She didn't quite understand what this well-dressed girl wanted to do. Although she was brought back by her son, Petunia felt that this girl was nothing like She is someone who has something to do with her son—whether it's her demeanor or her tone of voice, this girl doesn't look like a little girl at all, but like an adult.

"May I ask what's the matter?" Petunia asked cautiously.

"This is my new friend, mother." Dali felt that his mother's attitude was a bit too blunt.

"No, I do have something to talk to you about." Scarlett took out an ID from his pocket (snitched from Mycroft) and showed it to Petunia before putting it back in his pocket. It's my brother's ID. He is a staff member of the Ministry of National Defense Secretariat. He was supposed to come to talk to you about this matter, but for some reason, he entrusted this matter to me. My name is Skalevin. Holmes, Mrs Dursley."

"Oh, okay, you can talk now." Petunia was still very confused.

"It's about... your nephew, Harry Potter..."

"What! Harry? What did he do? Harry, what did you do! (Harry: I didn't...), don't argue with me. Miss, I think there is something wrong with you, Harry does sometimes ...He didn't do anything weird? (Harry: I didn't!)" Petunia suddenly became very nervous at the mention of Harry.

"Mrs. Dursley, Mrs. Dursley." Scarlett had to call Petunia's name several times to calm her down.

Petunia stopped talking, took a deep breath, and said that she had calmed down, and then Scaleven said: "It has nothing to do with what he did, Mrs. Dursley, it has to do with his identity."

Petunia's eyes widened, and she snapped at Harry and Dudley and said loudly, "What are you still doing here? Dudley, take Harry upstairs."

"What? Mom..."

"Do as I say!"

"Okay... hey, let's go."

Dudley mumbled and dragged Harry up to the second floor.Petunia then turned her head and said to Scarlett: "I don't understand what you are talking about, Miss Holmes, Harry is just an ordinary little boy, and his identity is my dead sister's son, my nephew, He has no identity other than that."

Scarlevin changed the subject, "Why do you think a government official would let his sister do this talk?"

"What?" Petunia didn't respond.

Skalevin raised the palm of her right hand upwards slightly, and all the furniture in the living room was two centimeters off the ground at the same time, and then fell down at the same time, making a loud "bang" sound.

Petunia's face was pale, and immediately turned livid, "You..."

"Now you understand why I can talk to you on behalf of the British government?" Scarlett preemptively reminded Petunia not to say anything that she shouldn't say. She could see that Petunia didn't like wizards...or Say disgusted.

"..." Petunia opened her mouth, panted heavily like a fish being caught, and then forced herself to calm down, "I don't understand what you mean." She said stubbornly.

Scarlett didn't respond, and Petunia felt that her eyes seemed to see through her, which was not a good feeling.

"From what I've seen, your family situation doesn't allow you to raise two boys." Skalevin's words were too modest. In fact, for a middle-class family, not to mention raising two children, Even raising eight or ten is not a problem, after all, the state bears a large part of the raising costs.So Petunia blushed when she heard this... angry.

"So on behalf of the Sherlock Holmes family, I hope to adopt this boy, Harry Potter." Scarlett didn't want to beat around the bush, but unexpectedly, Petunia didn't think too much about it, and refused immediately: "No!"

Scarlevin noticed that Penny's expression and eyes were very tangled and complicated, and this matter was probably similar to what she thought.

"Really? I think someone asked you to do that, right? Harry Potter must live and grow up in your house." Seeing Petunia's eyes, Scarlett knew she had guessed right, "My brother didn't tell me this. I guess there is a special reason, but I hope you can elaborate so I can relay it."

Scarlett was worthy of her old profession, and Petunia, who was fooling around in a few words, told everything about that year, and took out the letter next to the baby Harry and asked Scarlett to take a picture with her mobile phone. Mutually.

"Well, it seems that this is the case. You have nothing to add, right?" Skalevin also collected the information she wanted. Although it was not much, it was enough for now.

Petunia shook her head. After the chat (conversation) just now, she relaxed a lot, and it was also because Skalevin showed from various aspects that she stood in the position of ordinary people.

Scarlevin nodded, took out the remaining two bottles of palliatives and put them on the table, "Mr. Potter's magic power is very strong. I don't think anyone taught him. I guess he can't control himself." Ni's strong approval, in order to conceal Harry's difference, she was almost physically and mentally exhausted.Scarlett can also see that this is probably the biggest reason why Harry is not seen. No one would like a strange weirdo in their family.

"It's a palliative, a potion. You may not like it, but it's very effective. If Mr. Potter creates a tornado at home, give him a bottle." Scaleven is very cunning He didn't elaborate on the specific use of the potion, "but it's a temporary solution, not the root cause. If you want him to control his magic power, it's best for him to learn to control his emotions."

"Controlling your emotions? Oh my gosh, Harry has a bad temper."

"Maybe that's why he got into trouble before, Mrs. Dursley. If you don't want to be like this all the time, you'd better teach him consciously. So let's do it today. I hope I didn't bother you too much, Mrs. Dursley. "

"Oh, no, not at all, on the contrary, you have helped me a lot, Miss Holmes, uh... what if the two bottles of... potions run out?"

Scarlett raised her eyebrows, "I'm going to school today, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you in the short term, and I think Mr. Dumbledore probably doesn't want his students to have too much contact with Mr. Potter, at least Not before Mr. Potter enters school. So the best way is to let him learn to control his temper, but I also suggest that he keep a bottle with him, just in case." How kind of me, Scarlett thought .

Petunia's expression showed that she was disappointed, and Scarlett wasn't sure if she understood her hint.

"By the way, Mrs. Dursley." Before leaving the Dursleys, Scarlett decided to fool her one last time, "For a respectable and kind lady like you, I think even if I reveal a little bit to you What gossip, you must be able to keep it a secret, right?"

"Of course." Petunia's eyes lit up as soon as she heard the gossip.

"Maybe you have heard, or haven't heard, that in the wizarding world, some wizards advocate pure blood, that is, both parents are wizards... Uh, you can understand? So we... I have a deduction, If ordinary people like us have a wizard child, there is a high possibility of wizards in relatives and descendants (logic?). I remember Harry's mother is your sister? Then your descendants, of course I am not Talk about your son, but in the next few generations, there may also be a wizard child. Of course, this is just my inference, and you don't need to take it seriously."

At first, Petunia didn't understand what Scarlevan meant, but soon expressions of shock, surprise, nostalgia, and bewilderment flashed across her face.

Take it easy, let me go first.Scarlevin threw down a big thunder and disappeared.

After coming out of Dursley's house, Scarlett looked at the time on her mobile phone. This time, the guy who killed Matt didn't come out. She guessed that someone had tampered with Harry so that the wizard could not perceive what was happening around Harry. Magical events, and the most suspected person is Dumbledore who left a letter in Harry's cradle.

Scarlevin squinted her eyes, put her palm on her forehead and looked at the sky.

Dumbledore... seems to have some stories to tell with Gellert~

Because of the relationship between Nick and Gellert, Scarlevin did a little research on Dumbledore.Whatever the reason, to defeat Gellert in public and keep his promise to stay in a ruined tower, this Dumbledore was a man of scheming and artifice.

Scarlevin briefly analyzed Dumbledore, but she didn't let him imprint too much in her consciousness.Scarlevin knew that she was no match for Mycroft and Sherlock in terms of reasoning, so if she was not sure, it was best not to have a preconceived impression of someone she hadn't met before, lest her judgment be inaccurate... Especially important figures like Dumbledore who cannot be avoided.

Scarleven didn't go home right away, she took out the last bottle of palliative from her pocket, and decided to use it for her own potion work, yes, it's just so convenient, it's convenient for others, it's convenient for yourself~

Scaleven blew the whistle to call the parrot Juan Juan, put the previously wrapped glass bottle into a small bag, and wrote a letter to Juan Juan before taking it out: "Send it to Professor Snape."

"What! You have to fly so far to find that dark guy again? Can't you ask an owl to deliver it! I'm a pet, not a postman!" Jujuan cried out in shock.

Scarleven: "..." Why do you have a grudge against everyone?

Sometimes it's not good for a pet to be too smart, and Skalevin is a little annoyed.

"Do you mean you want me to get an owl instead?" Scareven asked as she tied the bag.

"Of course not, Her Lady Queen, everything you say is right, Her Lady Queen, execute it immediately!"

"Don't call me Your Lady Queen!!!"

"Okay, Lady Queen!"

Scarleven: ...It's really unbearable to have a pet that needs to take medicine every day.

Everyone's real name has magic power. This is the most natural soul magic. There are only a handful of people who know this in the entire human history. Of course, Skalevin is not included, but she knows "postmen" After training, the recipient can be located through the name and address on the envelope, natural GPS, as far as Sherlock is concerned, this is a kind of animal intuition at work.

Juanjuan closed his eyes for two seconds, and then suddenly opened his eyes and shouted happily, "Wow, it's nearby this time~" It flapped its wings and flew into the air like a bullet.

What?nearby?Could it be that Professor Snape is nearby?With a thought in her mind, Scarlevin jumped up and followed behind Juanjuan.