"Dong Dong Dong!"

Zhou Yi opens the door.

Outside stood a tall, thin woman, Petunia Dursley.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?" Zhou Yi asked knowingly.

"Well," penny said with a smile, "I'm the hostess of No.4 Privet Drive, Penny Dursley. I just noticed the movement here... Do you plan to settle here in the future?"

"It's Mrs. Dursley. Yes, that's right. Apart from working hours, I should live here. It seems that we will be neighbors in the future," Zhou Yi said with a smile. "I'm sorry to disturb you by carrying furniture. I'm Zhou Yi. Just call me Zhou Yi. Er... Please come in?"

"No, no, you're not disturbing me!" Penny repeatedly denied that her action seemed exaggerated. It took a few seconds for her to return to normal. "It's not necessary to go in and sit down. You must have just moved here, and a lot of things need time to be sorted out... Well, since we are all neighbors in the future, my family is going to have a party, so I'd like to invite you. Are you free after two o'clock the day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow?" Zhou Yi pretended to think for a while, and then replied, "I'm so lucky that my schedule the day after tomorrow is just free. I can attend this party when I have time."

"Great! That's a deal! " Penny said happily, "Mr. Zhou, our family is looking forward to your coming!"

"I'm not very honored by your invitation, Mrs. Dursley. I'll be on time at two o'clock the day after tomorrow."

After seeing Mrs. Dursley off, Zhou Yi closed the door and his face returned to calm.

The so-called everyone has a mask. Zhou Yi also has many masks, but just put on the most suitable one.

……

Harry was a little flustered.

I don't know why. Just now, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon called him in front of him. Just when he thought that he was going to be taught a lesson because of some trivial things or Dudley's damage, and he lost today's dinner (though it was not worth looking forward to), But I saw a smile on Penny's and Vernon's face... Although it was very reluctantly, it could be regarded as true.

Wait, smile?

Harry can't help but get nervous. To tell the truth, he doesn't expect penny and Vernon to change their attitude towards him. There's only one possibility in this situation - they have any intention to themselves, but it's hard to achieve the goal by taunting and scolding.

"We're going to invite a big man to our house tomorrow," Vernon said with a smile on his red face, which was so fat that he had no neck. "I need you to be honest in your cupboard and never make any noise. Do you understand?"

"If, I mean if," Petunia said, looking at Harry with a trace of disgust that she could not hide and never wanted to hide, "if you agree, I can promise you a cake... Of course, that's on the premise that you have to keep quiet and not let that big man notice you!"

"But... But..." Harry asked weakly, "if I want to go to the bathroom..."

"I'm not talking to you! Son of a bitch Feinong, who could not bear it for a long time, yelled in a low voice. His face turned red. He looked like an Afghan hound with a beard and a super strong tax payment. "If it wasn't for those... If it wasn't for not being able to drive you away, I would have swept you out of the house long ago. In a word, if you made any mistakes at that time, I would let you know what regret is! Do you understand? "

"... I see..." Harry was startled and winced.

"Get yourself some biscuits or something and go back to your cupboard!" Vernon ordered, "penny, give him another jar, the one with the lid!"

At last, Vernon gave a vicious warning: "at that time, if you dare to make any noise and disturb my business, I can guarantee that you will not be better!"

"It's not going to be easy." Harry said something in his heart, turned his head silently, went straight to the place where the biscuits were stored, and then took away all the cans impolitely. Anyway, he was scolded. I'm sorry if I didn't take more?

……

Late at night.

Little Huijin, Privet Drive.

The street lamps went out one by one with the tall and thin figure.

The figure came to the front of No. 4 privet Road, stopped for a while, seemed to be observing something, after a while, and slowly forward, finally came to the front of No. 5 privet road.

The figure came to the door and was about to knock, but they turned on the lights automatically, as if they were welcoming the visitors.

The shadow pauses and walks in. The light dispels the darkness. The appearance of the person who shines out - flowing silver white hair and beard, long hooked nose, half moon shaped glasses... Is Dumbledore.

"Welcome to my new house, principal Dumbledore." In the living room, Zhou Yi put down his coffee cup and said, "would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Thank you, but I still don't need it," Dumbledore came in, and the door of the room automatically closed behind him. "When you get old, it's even harder to fall asleep with coffee."

"Then have some chocolate and candy." Zhou Yi shrugged and a tray filled with chocolates and sweets automatically appeared on the table.

"Is this Muggle food?" Dumbledore sat down on the sofa opposite Zhou Yi, picked up a gold coin shaped chocolate and asked curiously.

"Yes, and much better than the wizarding world." Zhou Yi blinked, "if you like, I have a lot more here."

"Well, I like sweets, but it's not good to eat too much..." Dumbledore peeled off the gold foil and threw the chocolate into his mouth. He nodded with satisfaction. The bright blue under the half moon glasses became sharper and brighter. "So... Mr. Zhou, you should already know why I'm here?"

"Of course, headmaster, it's not hard to guess," Zhou Yi nodded, and then went straight to the point. "I want to sell my wand, so I plan to start with Mr. porter. After all, you know Mr. Porter's influence."

"... Oh," Dumbledore was obviously stunned for a moment, "I didn't expect you to be so direct."

"Because I have a clear conscience, and what I want to do will not do any harm to Mr. Porter," Zhou Yi said. "I just need to borrow Mr. Porter's influence to play an advertising role..."

"Advertising? Is it a Muggle word? " Dumbledore didn't quite understand.

"Yes, it's basically... It's similar to that if you suddenly say that the wand of a certain company works very well, then other people will think that the wand of that company works very well, which is equivalent to that you advertised this wand." Zhou Yi explained, "I'm a staff maker. Naturally, my dream is to carry forward my wand."

"But... The Ministry doesn't allow witches to influence Muggle life..." Dumbledore frowned. "And Mr. Porter can't leave there..."

"It's very simple. All I use are Muggle methods, and I have a legal Muggle identity," Zhou Yi said with a smile. "Although Mr. Porter can't leave that place, at least I can make his life a little more comfortable.

In the Muggle world, a lawyer's identity is like the Auror of the wizard world. I just need to find out what happened to Mr. Porter "inadvertently". Then, as a "lawyer", my just character will make me angry at this situation and threaten the Dursleys. They are afraid of witches, but they are confident. I am different, As long as I keep a Muggle identity in front of them, that's enough. "

"I think I know what you mean, Mr. Zhou. Ideally, it's a plan with the best of both worlds, that is, if you could tell me in advance... But," said Dumbledore with a smile as his blue eyes gazed at Zhou Yi, "I'm curious about your wand."

"It's easy to do," Zhou Yi took out a magic wand and handed it to Dumbledore. "This is a magic wand that I tried to make yesterday."

"... it's hard to believe that the flawless craftsmanship came from such a young staff maker." Dumbledore took the wand, observed it for a long time, and looked at Zhou Yi. "Can I have a try?"

"Of course... But it's better to input less magic." Zhou Yi warned.

"All right." Dumbledore nods and shakes his wand slightly. A burst flame is released from the wand and goes to the ceiling!

Dumbledore eyebrows pick, and is a shake wand, in a moment, a white light from the wand, after the first, the flame completely eliminated in mid air, did not hurt the ceiling!

"Amazing skill!" Zhou Yi clapped his hands, his face was full of praise, "unimaginable!"

"Just a few tricks," Dumbledore waved modestly. "Mr. Zhou, this wand you made..."

"Well, I've always been curious about what magic is and what role the wand plays in it." Zhou Yi explained, "in the end, my conclusion is that magic, the medium that allows a wizard to release magic, is a kind of energy that exists in nature. Some people can absorb it, while others can't. In this way, it forms the difference between a wizard and a Muggle.

The magic wand, among them, plays the role of guiding magic and concentrating magic. The magic in the body can be released from the magic wand by the wizard. In this way, the efficiency and accuracy of the wizard's releasing magic are improved a lot, and different materials are different according to different people's constitutions. This is what Mr. Olivander often said, Everyone has a wand that belongs to him. "

"So... You made a change." Dumbledore rubbed the wand in his hand.

"Of course, a small change, most of the wands can only guide and integrate the magic input by the wizard, and the wand I made... Has the ability to automatically absorb magic from the nature. You have just experienced that the power of the released magic has increased, haven't you?"

"Yes, this wand doesn't fit me, but it's half as good as when I used my original wand." Dumbledore suddenly realized.

"That's why I praise you. Headmaster Dumbledore, your control over magic is superb, and your reaction is absolutely top-notch. Only in this way can you react quickly and use magic of the same strength to counteract the flame..." Zhou Yi sighed, "if I were you, I would not be better."

There was a smell of Versailles in the air, which came from both of them at the same time, but both of them were indifferent.

"I'm old. The future belongs to you young people." Dumbledore said with a smile, making Zhou Yi cold.

"It's just a bonus. I'm not just able to make this kind of change," Zhou Yi quickly changed the topic. "I think the wand also needs to have the ability of physical strike."

"Physical strike?" Dumbledore doubts again. He always feels that every word he hears from Zhou Yi knows what it means, but when it's combined, it's encircled.

"Don't know headmaster, have you ever heard of a magic wand..." Zhou Yi smiles mysteriously, "about eight feet long?"

Dumbledore:! "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. By eight feet, is that what I mean by... Eight feet in length?" Dumbledore said that he doubted whether he was old, so he misunderstood and so on.

"No, no, it's about this length." Zhou Yi didn't know where to take out a stick, eight feet... That's more than 240 centimeters long.

Dumbledore fell into silence.

"Of course, this is the length that can only be used in the later stage. If it's a beginner, stick... Oh no, stick is as long as eyebrows." Zhou Yi smiles.

You just said stick, absolutely??!

Dumbledore was speechless for a while. Finally, he analyzed the function of such a long wand from a rational point of view. After a few seconds, he directly asked, "so, Mr. Zhou, since you intend to make the wand so long, there must be a corresponding reason?"

"Of course Zhou Yixing is full of vitality. A lot of knowledge about "wand" in his mind finally has a place to use. "Wand, tongcudgel, benevolent people in the army... In short, when the little wizard doesn't have enough magic power, he still uses fighting to solve problems. At this time, a long, thick and hard wand can provide a lot of advantages... Of course, My envisioned design is that these wands can be reduced and enlarged, which is easy to achieve. Just add some special magic and then add materials... "

In the living room late at night, under Zhou Yi's explanation, Dumbledore's eyes changed from bewilderment to a little understanding, then to complete clarity, and finally eager to try.

The butterfly flapped its wings and a huge storm was brewing.

PS: ah! What a panic! I'm going to reply soon. Wuwu