From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Privet Road, Little Huijin District, Surrey.

On the eve of Easter, a middle-aged man with a slightly strange dress came into this peaceful neighborhood.

"Penny!"

Vernon screamed, "Come and see here!"

Vernon has spent more and more time observing his neighbors since the kid in the family and another resident left.

"The **** is mysterious and sneaky. He doesn't look like a good person. Maybe he is a thief!"

He muttered, "A well-educated gentleman should be working hard or relieving the pressure of work at this time, instead of wandering on the street like him!"

"He knocked on the 6th door next door—"

"I knew it!"

Petunia Dursley said without surprise-like Vernon, she also likes to monitor her neighbors, especially the number 7-of course, the number 6 is not unreasonable.

"Look at the friends she has made and you will see that it's weird!"

When the two commented on their neighbors at No. 6 Priveng Road, the voice from downstairs drifted over through the bushes.

"..."

"...Ah, is it the latest model, you have great taste..."

"...I occasionally pursue some trendy..."

"..."

"It's the little boy who came to strike up a conversation, right?"

As if he had heard some big news, Vernon was happy as if he had picked up money.

"This evaluation may be too sloppy..." Petunia retorted, but her ear was directly against the screen window.

"God! It's impossible. We live well, how can we sell our house?"

The voices of the neighbors on the opposite side suddenly increased a lot, frightening the two who were eavesdropping.

But even more explosive news came from the air.

"Double the price? We are not joking, sir, you should know that this house is not a bargain."

The two curiously squatted down and looked through the mesh curtains—the sneaky middle-aged man took out the checkbook from his pocket, signed a cheque book, and handed it over.

"Oh... this shouldn't be an impulsive choice... but our neighbors are actually very strange, the kids in the next house are really..."

‘It’s strange for your child, what a healthy and normal child Dudley is! ’

"...The child is weird,...is it noisy?"

"Well, it's not too much... Besides, the two children won't come back several times a year. They are already in their teens. You don't have to worry about this..."

The neighbor's words are much clearer than the words of the gentleman who wants to buy a house, but the information they have obtained is enough for them to make up all the conversation.

"Damn it!"

Vernon muttered—"Why didn't you buy ours? At twice the price, we can move to a bigger house, and we might even get rid of the bad species—"

"At least let him stay until he reaches adulthood, you promised me..."

"Yes, dear, but after he reaches adulthood, he must get out."

Speaking of this, Vernon even forgot that the family next door changed hands to earn a house-that weird kid must get out of his life when he grows up!

But on the next day, he began to regret again.

The neighbor next door left early in the morning with two large suitcases. Their family was beaming. They didn’t even hire the moving company. All the furniture and everything were left behind. It didn’t look like they had sold the house at all, but like It's the same as traveling.

"The new neighbor must be a sloppy person—he even wants such shabby furniture!"

Looking at the moving box next door, Vernon snorted and went back to enjoy his breakfast.