v2 Chapter 1300： Talk and abuse

"Well, can we assume that you have invited me into the living room of your home?" Dumbledore said.

Did not get an answer, but he is obviously very good at dealing with the current situation, he has gone to the living room.

Harry hurried off the last few stairs and followed Dumbledore into the living room.

In the living room, Dumbledore sat down on the armchair closest to the fireplace.

He looked at everything in the room with a good interest and looked completely uncoordinated with the surrounding environment.

"Are we going now, sir?" Harry asked anxiously.

"Go, of course, go, but there is one thing I need to discuss with your coward's aunt first," said Dumbledore.

"What?" Uncle Vernon also entered the living room, and Penny stood beside him. "What do you want to tell us?"

"Well, I think Harry, the godfather of Sirius Black, must have told you when he visited more than a month ago..."

"Don't mention that murderer with me!" said Uncle Vernon.

"He is not, he has not killed anyone!" Harry screamed.

"Shut up, boy, I only believe in our own newspaper, not from you to tell me..."

"Sorry, I think if everyone is talking in the living room, you should not use such a high tone." Dumbledore said gently, he suddenly pulled out his wand, and Harry didn't even see it. "And, we are the most Sit down and talk."

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stepped back and looked at the wand in his hand in horror.

It didn't seem to notice their expression, Dumbledore's wand waved, and the sofa slammed over and slammed into the sleigh of the Dursleys.

They didn't stand at all, they all fell on the sofa and rolled into a ball.

The wand was waved again, and the sofa returned to the original place.

"We can also be more comfortable." Dumbledore said happily that his wand had not been put down.

"Mr?"

"Well, Harry, you can sit down too!" said Dumbledore.

Harry sat down in the other armchair and tried not to look at the aunt's aunt. They seemed to be scared to say nothing. They thought that Dumbledore was a real wizard, and there was no such anger. Look like.

"I thought you would let me drink something." Dumbledore said to Uncle Vernon, "It seems that this expectation is optimistic to a ridiculous degree."

For the third time, the wand waved a dirty bottle and five glasses in the air.

The bottle automatically came over and filled each cup with a honey-colored liquid, and the cups flew to everyone in the room.

Another cup disappeared, and Harry guessed it was for Dudley.

Sure enough, in the next second, Dudley screamed and ran downstairs, licking his ass.

After seeing Dumbledore, he screamed in horror and forced to hide behind his parents.

The yellow-haired head poked out of the neckline of the striped pajamas, and it didn't look like it was growing on his body.

"This must be your son Dudley?" said Dumbledore.

"Oh, Dada baby, how are you doing, is there any uncomfortable place..." Aunt Petty put Dudley in her arms.

"What did you do to him, what did you do to him?" Vernon asked.

"Don't be excited, I didn't do anything, just want to ask him to have a drink." Dumbledore said, "This is Madame Rosetta's best eucalyptus mead, but it seems that you don't seem to like it. ""

Dumbledore said that he raised a toast at Harry, and Harry grabbed a cup of his own drink and took a sip.

He has never tasted this kind of thing before, but he likes it very much.

When they saw them drinking, the Dursleys quickly panicked and became more nervous. They were desperately trying to avoid their cups. It was not easy because the cups kept hitting their heads. Remind them that Harry couldn't help but wonder if Dumbledore was deliberately doing mischief.

“Don't you really want to try it? This drink tastes good,” said Dumbledore.

"Enough, what do you want to tell us in the end!" Vernon Coward once again braved the courage, fiddling with his hands and letting the cup be farther away from himself. "Like the wizard who visited the last time, Hurry up and say, take the kid and leave the house."

"You seem to have a deep misunderstanding about the wizard, but this does not blame you, some people really did not play any good role." Dumbledore said, "still serious things, you will undoubtedly realize, Harry. Adulthood in another year..."

"No!" said Aunt Petunia, this was the first time she spoke after Dumbledore arrived.

"Sorry, what are you talking about?" Dumbledore asked politely.

"No, he is not yet an adult. He is a month younger than Dudley. Dudley will not be 18 years old until the following year."

"Ah, Muggle's algorithm." Dumbledore said eagerly. "But in the wizarding world, at the age of seventeen, he is an adult."

Uncle Vernon muttered a "ridiculous", but Dumbledore ignored him.

"You already know that today, the wizard named Voldemort has returned to this country. He and his followers are spreading fears and launching various attacks around the world. The wizarding world is currently in a state of open engagement. ""

For Dumbledore's statement, the Dursleys did not react.

In their view, the war between the wizards is undoubtedly far from them, and they have not heard any clues.

Although this year's various natural disasters seem to be too much, it has nothing to do with the war.

As long as Harry can get out of here, they are safe, and this is probably the idea that Vernon has made since last year.

"Well, you know, Voldemort has tried to kill Harry many times. Now Harry's situation is more dangerous than when I put him on your steps fifteen years ago. I left a letter explaining him. My parents have been killed and I hope that you will take care of him like your own children."

Dumbledore stopped, and although his voice was so relaxed and calm, his face did not show the slightest anger, but Harry felt a chill in his body, and the Dursleys suddenly trembled.

"You didn't do what I said. You never regard Harry as your own son. He is in your hands, only getting neglect and frequent abuse. Fortunately, he has at least escaped from sitting on you. The terrible injury caused by the unlucky boy among you."

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon turned their instincts instinctively, as if they thought they would see that they were sitting in between them instead of Dudley, but someone else.

"We abused Dudley? What are you..." Uncle Vernon said angrily.

But Dumbledore raised one hand to signal silence, and the room immediately calmed down, as if he had turned Vernon's uncle into a dumb.