Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"That's not."

"elder sister."

"Ok?"

"I just wanted to call you."

"Oh."

"sister…"

Mori Yuesha suddenly remembered something, rolled over like a rabbit, and lifted the pillow with her butt sticking out.

There was a letter under the pillow.

"I almost forgot! A few days ago, a turkey was delivered--"

"Master, it's a snowy owl. A large owl."

"Yes, it was sent by a large cat-headed chicken." Mori Yuesa handed the letter to Harley.

The envelope read:

Surrey,

15 Little Whinging,

The third bedroom on the right hand side of the second floor.

To Miss Harry Potter.

Chapter 115 Decision and Opinion

Hallie couldn't remember any friends she needed to write to. No one had ever written to her in her life: no relatives, no friends from out of town.

She didn't have a library card, so it wouldn't be a notice urging the return of books.

So this letter...

Why is the address accurate to the floor?

Noticing that Mori Yuesa was looking at her eagerly, Harry smiled and spread the letter on the carpet.

—The envelope was of thick parchment, and the address was written in emerald ink.

No stamps.

She turned the letter over and saw that the seal consisted of a shield with a capital 'H' - surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

open.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

"Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore"

(President of the International Federation of Wizards, First Class of the Order of Merlin, Archmage, and Chief Magician of the Wizengamot)

"Dear Miss Potter:"

"We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and items."

"The semester begins on September 1st. We will wait for your reply by owl by July 31st."

"Vice Principal"

"Minerva McGonagall"

Oops…

Today is July 31st!

God!

Harry didn't know what to say. She saw Nagini reach out and pull the letter away - there was another letter underneath the stack of notices.

An even smaller letter and three tickets even smaller than the letter.

"Dear Mori Tsukisa, Ms. Porter:"

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. How are you? Just like before, on the ship sailing out of Cairo Harbor, right?"

"No need to reply, just buy all the supplies as required."

"On the first day of term, please go to Platform 9 3/4 with Harry Potter. There will be a train leaving promptly at 11 o'clock."

"The kind that emits smoke."

"I will arrange a very interesting position for you."

"Little Harry, your sister will accompany you."

"Missed you, Albus Dumbledore."

":)"

Nagini read the letter and handed it back to Harley.

"Looks like there's no need to reply."

"That snow chicken didn't care about my reply and just flew away. This school is really careless..." Mori Yuesha pouted and tried to shift the blame: "Harley, it was Nagini who let it run away."

Nagini: ...

You insisted on chopping off someone's claws to make ornaments.

"I remember there was a method for making a voodoo pendant in Caroline's little magic book - it was using a bird's claw."

"What do you want that for?"

"I just like things that look useless but cool."

"If you catch it, the snowy owl will have no feet, master."

Mori Yuesha was stunned when she heard what Nagini said.

She suddenly lowered her eyes and recited in a heavy and sad tone: "There is a kind of bird in the world that has no feet... It can only fly all the time, flying over the sea and mountains; when it is tired, it sleeps in the wind."

Mori Yuesha's eyes were red: "They can only fall once in their lifetime."

"That time, when I died—"

Nagini replied calmly, "That was the time when an unscrupulous girl caught the owl and chopped off its claws to make a pendant. The rest of the time the owl was fine."

Harley: ...

“You like these things, don’t you?”

"Thank you for 'playing to his liking', Master. Don't do it next time." Nagini's face, which had been tense for a long time, finally collapsed in the face of Harry's giggle. The two of them covered their mouths and laughed.

"What did I say again..."

Covering her lips, Harry smiled and shook the letter in her hand.

"Magic school, it's amazing..."

"If there is a magic world, there must be a magic school." Mori Yuesha felt that the uncle in the past understood her very well. She was curious about this school that trained wizards and what fun things he had prepared for her.

"Master, we have to go to Diagon Alley again." Nagini unfolded the paper attached to the letter: there were not many things needed in it, and Harry already had the wand.

"Let me see…"

…………

……

Harry Potter is going back home today - her former home.

She was going to Hogwarts to study, so she had to inform her uncle and aunt.

It's been less than a month, but when I opened the door, it felt like a lifetime ago.

She felt like she hadn't been back for a long time, and hadn't smelled the stale and sour air of the Dursleys' house for a long time.

My uncle was lying on the soft brown leather sofa with a bloated belly, watching TV, and Dudley was holding a large bucket of fried chicken beside him; my aunt opened the door for her - she was wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand.

"You're not going to eat at home, are you? We didn't make you one."

These were her first words to Harley.

Petunia Dursley rolled her eyes. She looked very healthy recently, with her hair curly and shiny. "You have developed quite a lot of abilities. You have people to provide you with food and drink wherever you go. Now, when are you going to leave for good? After all these years, we have to ask that girl to pay us some child support."

Harry pursed his lips and walked into the house without saying a word.

She waited for a while, waiting for Aunt Petunia to finish making lunch, waiting for the three of them to finish their delicious meal, and waiting for everything to be cleaned up.

This gave her some free time to speak.

“I…I have a place to go to school,” she said. “A special school. They sent me a letter of acceptance.”

Vernon picked his yellow teeth and said disdainfully, "Which school is blind?"

"Hogwarts."

The air in the living room suddenly became quiet.

Apparently, except for Dudley Dursley, they both knew something.

"Shut up! You can't go to school there!" Vernon Dursley turned pale and yelled at Harry in panic, "You can't! I won't let you go!"

Harley leaned back and rubbed the corners of her eyes - she was still a little uncomfortable with contact lenses. However, her sister said that she looked very beautiful without black-framed glasses, and if she really liked, she could wear them without lenses.

Of course, these two wouldn't care why Harry Potter suddenly wasn't wearing glasses.

"We won't let you go."

Petunia Dursley also spoke up.

The woman was calm, but Harry could sense the hysteria beneath her calm.

She just stared at Harry Potter, her hands clenched white on her thighs: "When we adopted you, we swore to stop this kind of nonsense and to make you cut off from those magic tricks. Harry, you have to listen to us."

Harry thought for a moment: "So, my uncle and aunt knew everything. They knew that my mother..."

"So what?" Penny's expression remained unchanged, but her voice became increasingly shrill, and she spoke faster and faster: "She met that Potter at school, got married after graduation, and had you. So what? You are as weird as they are - weird! Just as abnormal! They died, so we had to adopt you!"

The woman chattered on and on, pouring out all her dissatisfaction over the years.

"I've known for a long time that you're a cheap weirdo! Just like her!"

"Isn't that what she did? She received a letter, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

"That school, any school, I doubt it... Every holiday, she would bring back a bag of toads or spiders and show them off in front of me proudly! Showing off her broken branch, called a magic wand, right?"

"Turning the goblet into a cat, I see through her!"

"She's a complete monster! But so what?" Petunia Dursley's expression gradually became gloomy when she said this.

Harley finally saw what she was hiding.

Jealousy, hatred, and unwillingness.

"I can cook and take good care of people - guess what? Our parents are completely blind! They are like blind people, always saying lily long and lily short, a dirty witch holding a toad! And they spoil her so happily!"

Chapter 116 Growth

"Spoiling her all day long? And then what?"

Then both died.

Petunia Dursley breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes filled with sarcasm - she was beginning to gloat over someone else's misfortune.

"I would never let you go to that school, Harry Potter."

"I won't let you become a weirdo like my sister, okay?"

"Just stay at home until September, until you can no longer go to any magic school - I'll let Vernon find you a secondary school. Girl, what do you want to learn? I don't ask your useless stupid brain to help Dudley in the future..."