Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Holiday time always flies by. After spending Christmas at Hermione's house, Harry thought for a long time and decided to go to No. 4 Privet Drive.

That is, the Dursleys.

It was an established fact that the Dursleys provided him with food to eat and books to read. If he was like an invisible person even after the Christmas holiday, without even showing his face, he would look down on himself.

The moment Penny opened the door, her face was as cold as ice hanging from the eaves.

They stared at each other for a long time.

"Honey, who's out there?" Vernon's voice came from the living room, along with the warm air to the door.

"Harry." Petunia responded coldly, then turned around: "Come in, that nose is really sensitive."

Heavy footsteps sounded, and Dudley's fat face appeared on the second floor. As soon as he saw Harry, his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and then he reluctantly walked downstairs.

Harry finally understood what Aunt Petunia meant. There was a sumptuous dinner on the table, and he was an outsider.

Vernon also looked very unhappy, but everyone was silent and didn't speak. He reluctantly added a chair to the table, then let Harry get the dishes.

"I thought you came back wearing a tattered robe and a dirty pointed hat." Petunia said meanly as she picked up a piece of bacon for Dudley.

"We have a cleaning and repairing spell and rarely wear dirty clothes." Harry said as gently as possible.

Yet just such a simple statement had an incredible impact on the rest of the family. Dudley gasped, choked, and flushed.

Aunt Petunia screamed, as if she had heard some bad news. Uncle Vernon jumped up, the veins on his temples exposed, his fat face pressed in front of Harry, pointed his finger at his nose and yelled.

"No! In our house! Say those words!!"

Vernon's spittle stopped in front of Harry's face. He stared at the big face without giving up, then put down his fork and raised his hand to remove Vernon's finger on his nose.

"Okay, I respect the rules of this family." He said calmly.

However, this performance made Petunia almost suffocated. Vernon sat down and stared at Harry like a short-breathing rhinoceros.

Harry's bland performance just now made him feel strange and troublesome. When Se Li's angry roars and roars were useless, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

The entire dinner table was silent for a long time, until Dudley shouted that he wanted to watch TV while eating. Vernon, on the other hand, started cursing the stupid people he met at work.

After dinner, Harry returned to his room, a small, dusty room.

He opened the window and did not dare to use the wand. Instead, he waved his fingers and whispered a curse: "Clean up--"

The next moment, an unprovoked wind appeared and swept the entire room clean.

Then he spotted Dudley outside the door with a stiff face. Harry glanced at him, nodded, and closed the door.

However, not long after, Dudley knocked on his door. He stuck his head out and asked cautiously: "Want to play the game console?"

Harry thought for a while and didn't refuse.

There were a lot of food in Dudley's room, and Harry also took out some magical candies. Looking at the jumping frog, he marveled.

He was curious about magic.

It should be said that no one is not curious and yearning.

But because of his parents, he never dared to talk about these things at home.

The two chatted for a long time, and Harry also told him some things that happened at school...

When it got a little late at night and Harry was leaving, Dudley stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Harry turned around.

Under his gaze, Dudley's face gradually turned red, as if he couldn't breathe. He was hesitating and his body was as stiff as a big-bellied iron bucket holding materials.

"I'm sorry."

His voice was fast and soft, no different from breathing heavily.

Harry was stunned. He looked at Dudley's face. To be honest, the last time he took a serious look at this fat face was a year and a half ago in the alley of St. George's Primary School. At that time, his magic rioted and smashed Dudley on the ground. on the wall.

They never spoke again after that. The two brothers did not exist in each other's world.

It seems that after this year, Dudley has changed? !

Was it when you got to middle school and was educated by the senior students that you realized that you were not the best in the world?

Well, Harry didn't want to think about these things anymore. He just nodded: "No one lives in the past forever."

In the next few days, the entire Dursley family quickly returned to its previous state. Harry and Dudley's relationship did change after that night, but Vernon and Petunia remained the same.

Especially Petunia, when she saw Harry coming back from school, she would always think of the past unconsciously.

At that time, every time Lily came back from that damn magic school, her pockets would be filled with toad eggs and her teacups would turn into mice.

And the parents only have long and short lilies all day long, and they are happy to have a witch in the family. Only she knows that he is a complete monster.

And now, it's the same as before.

Whenever she saw Harry, the resentment in her heart would rush to her mind.

Fortunately, the Christmas break at Hogwarts wasn't that long, and she didn't get to see those eyes every day.

At the end of the holiday, Chris's car stopped at Privet Drive and took Harry to the station in the city. They still chose to take the Hogwarts Express to school.

Time passed very quickly, and it wasn't until early one morning when Harry looked at the sunlight shining through the Black Lake into the lounge that he suddenly realized that the Easter holiday had actually arrived.

When he walked out of the underground, he couldn't help but admire that this was the first time in several months that he had encountered such good weather. The sky was clear and blue, like the color of forget-me-not flowers, and there was a smell of approaching summer in the air.

After the morning potions lesson, he and Hermione walked towards Hagrid's hut. Since the weather had cooled down, they had been going less often to Hagrid's, since it was indeed cold.

What they didn't expect was that as they got closer to the house, they felt more and more strange. The doors and windows of the entire hut were tightly closed, and the curtains were drawn tightly, not letting in any light.

They knocked on the door one after another. Hagrid first called out "Who is it?" vigilantly, then opened the door, quickly brought them in, and then turned around and closed the door.

The heat in the cabin was suffocating. Even though it was such a warm sunny day, there was still a roaring fire burning in the fireplace. If it weren't for Hagrid's hut not moving, he would have suspected that there was a fire demon here too.

Then, his eyes noticed a dark oval thing in the middle of the fire, with the kettle holding it down.

Hagrid brought out a plate of ferret sandwiches. He immediately noticed Harry observing the fire and quickly asked them to sit down. When Harry looked away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He said with some embarrassment: "Oh, why did you come suddenly? I didn't make any preparations."

Harry took a sip of hot tea, looked at Hagrid's expression, and said simply: "Hagrid, you know it's illegal to raise a dragon privately, right?"