Chapter 1,220

Harry ran upstairs to his room, just in time to see the Dursleys' car slowly drive out of the garage onto the road through the window.

Dedalus' top hat was visible in the back seat between Aunt Petunia's and Dudley's heads. The car drove to the right at the end of Privet Drive. For a moment, the car windows reflected scarlet light under the setting sun, and soon the car disappeared from Harry's sight.

Harry picked up Deweg's cage and Firebolt, put on his backpack, took one last look at his bedroom, which had never been so tidy, and staggered downstairs to pile his things into the corner of the stairs. The light suddenly dimmed, and the rays of the setting sun filled the living room with light and shadow.

It felt strange now that he was standing here preparing to leave the house for the last time. He still remembered that long ago when the Dursleys had gone out to have fun and left him alone in the house. That loneliness was a rare treat. Whenever this happened, he would always put down the delicious food he secretly dug out of the refrigerator, rush into Dudley's room to play computer games, or turn on the TV to watch the program he had been dreaming about.

Thinking back on those times left him feeling strange and empty, like missing a brother he had long dead.

"Don't you want to take one last look?" Harry asked Hedwig with some feeling, still burying her head in the wings, "We will never come back. Don't you want to recall the good times in the past? My I mean, have you seen this doormat? What a wonderful memory... When I rescued Dudley from the Dementor, he was crying on it... He was still very grateful to me after all. ...Would you believe it? ...Last summer, Dumbledore walked in through that door, and when he was in third grade, Fanlin came here to see me and Hermione, and we played tricks on Dudley together..."

Harry was lost in memories, and Hedwig didn't want to wake him up, so she still buried her head in her wings. Harry turned his back to the front door and said, "Here, Hedwig." Harry opened a small door under the stairs. "This is where I used to sleep! You hadn't seen me then, eh." , so small, I even forgot..."

Harry looked at the various shoes and umbrellas, and remembered how he woke up every morning and stared at the "roof" where one or two spiders hung from time to time. The only pleasure was the nest. Playing with old soldiers in his small room.

However, that was before he knew his true identity, knew that his parents were murdered, and knew why so many strange things happened around him.

But Harry still remembered the dreams that stuck with him. Even during that time, the dreams were full of flashing green lights. Once, Uncle Vernon heard Harry say that he dreamed of a motorcycle flying in the sky. , almost smashed the car to pieces... Suddenly, there was a deafening roar from somewhere. Harry was startled, straightened up, and knocked his head on the low door frame, which reminded Harry of Uncle Vernon again. Once scolded him, he staggered back to the kitchen, stuck his head out the window and looked toward the backyard.

There seemed to be ripples in the darkness, and the air seemed to tremble slightly. Then, one after another, people apparated into his sight in a hurry. The most conspicuous one is Hagrid, who wears a helmet and a pair of goggles, and rides a huge motorcycle with a black sidecar. Others climbed down from their broomsticks... and two slowly climbed down from the black-winged Thestrals.

Harry almost couldn't wait to push the door open and rushed towards them. Hermione hugged him warmly, Ron patted Harry on the back, and Fan Lin was having a fierce fight with Sirius and Mad-Eye Moody from behind. Discussing something.

Hagrid said, "Okay, Harry. Are you ready?"

"Of course," Harry said cheerfully, "but I didn't expect you all to come!"

"The plan has changed," Mad-Eye said impatiently as he came up, holding two bulging sacks in his hands, and his magical eyes quickly scanned from the dim sky to the house and then to the garden, "Wait a minute. I’ll tell you slowly when I get to a safe place.”

"Let's go in first!" Fan Lin said loudly, which surprised Harry. The people around him nodded in agreement, and then went in obediently.

Harry led them into the kitchen, where they sat on chairs, on Aunt Petunia's shiny chopping board, and on her spotless utensils, talking and laughing.

Ron was still tall and thin; Hermione tied her messy hair into a braid and snuggled next to Fanlin; Sirius smiled gently at him. As a godfather, Sirius was really not very qualified; Fred and George showed exactly the same smile; Bill's face was covered with scars and his hair had grown longer; Mr. Weasley was still as kind as before, with a bald head and crooked glasses; Mad-Eye was wearing a battle suit, Limping, the magic eye kept turning in the eye hole; Tonks' short hair has become her favorite bright pink; Lupin's hair is whiter and has more wrinkles; Fleur has a smooth head His silver hair is more slender and beautiful than before; Kingsley is still bald and has broad shoulders; Hagrid's messy hair and beard are still the same, and he has to bend down slightly in order not to hit the ceiling; Mongleton is still so thin , Weisuo, with a pair of beady eyes like a hound.

Seeing them all warmed Harry's heart. He found that he had never liked them so much, not even Mongletons, the person he had almost strangled to death last time.

"Kingsley, aren't you taking care of the Muggle Prime Minister?" Harry asked suddenly.

"He can't leave me alone now," Kingsley said helplessly, "but you are much more important than him."

"Harry, guess what?" Tonks said happily, sitting on the washing machine, shaking her left hand proudly at Harry, a ring shining on her ring finger.

"So, you are married?" Harry asked loudly, looking from her to Lupin. "It's a pity you couldn't come, Harry, but our wedding was not too ostentatious."

"That's great, it's congratulatory..."

"Okay, okay, there's no time for small talk now," Moody shouted, and the kitchen immediately became quiet.

Then, Mad-Eye Moody put the bag at his feet, and everyone looked at Vanlin.

"Like Dedalus told you, we have to abandon the plan. Biusticness changed his mind, which has given us a big problem. Now no action is allowed in this house connected to the Floo Network, whether it is using a portkey or Apparition in and out. The reason is to prevent Voldemort from getting close to you. But it really doesn't work, Harry. In my opinion, it's all nonsense. Your mother's magic is good enough. What he did is to prevent you from leaving here safely." Fanlin said quickly.

(To be continued)