v7 Chapter 34： Are you in a relationship with the Queen's granddaughter?

Slughorn has moved sixteen times in just three months since the war began.

This old slug is slippery and cunning.

So it's better to find him sooner rather than later, otherwise he'll just run away if there is a little trouble.

But before looking for Slughorn, William had to make a trip to Harry's house.

With William's attraction, it was enough to tempt the old professor to go to the sea again and serve as a teacher of both virtue and art at Hogwarts.

However, inviting Slughorn is not a problem, the follow-up memory "small video" is the most troublesome.

That little video, starring young Tom, had no horses and recorded the number of Horcruxes.

But Slughorn cared only about his own collection and did not want others to see it.

This requires someone to deceive the small video.

Today, when the war is becoming increasingly fierce, neither William nor Hermione has time to do such long-term work.

If William wanted to participate in the war, he had to return to Ilvermorny to deal with Tom on a daily basis.

Hermione also had orders from the Order of the Phoenix, she was also a trainee assistant to Minister Burns, and had a lot of work to do.

None of them were mere students, and they didn't have time to deal with Slughorn.

Dumbledore thought that this kind of chores could be left to Harry to attack Slughorn.

Therefore, it is very necessary to bring it to get familiar with it.

Of course, William is not optimistic about this... After all, Harry is not a psychological teacher.

He couldn't even catch Autumn, let alone deal with an old slick like Slughorn.

But this did not prevent William from following Dumbledore's orders and taking him to see Slughorn.

After the summer holidays, Harry has been living at his aunt's house in Whinging, in the county of Surrey.

This is William's first time here.

Across an exceptionally manicured lawn, he rang the doorbell.

The door was quickly opened, and a big fat man came out.

He has a beard and looks like an Afghan hound covered in only 502 glue.

Dursley narrowed his eyes and looked at William warily.

Outstanding appearance, excellent temperament... And the decent clothes are very expensive at first glance.

Not too old, like a student.

This kind of existence should be someone in his son Dudley's circle of friends, right?

In Dursley's view, Dudley was at school every day, and it was this wonderful friend that he met, not a buddy.

As for Harry... this kind of bastard, his friends must be trash!

(Ron: You can directly report my ID number)

Dursley laughed and said, "Excuse me, are you okay? Are you looking for my son Dudley?"

"Good evening, Mr. Dursley." William smiled:

"My name is William Stark, and I'm here to find Harry Potter."

The smile on Dursley's face vanished, even hearing Harry's name, as if he had been treated with electric shocks by the Thunder Mage.

He first looked around to avoid being heard by the neighbors, and then the blue veins on his temples were exposed, his face changed at the speed of light, and he glared at William and said:

"There's no such person here, you're in the wrong place, boy!"

He was about to slam the door shut, but found that the door was stuck and could not be pushed.

"I thought Harry told you, but it seems he didn't." William said softly:

"However, for tonight's visit, I have indeed written a letter to him in advance."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Dursley narrowed his eyes.

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it." William said calmly: "I will take Harry away from here in the next summer vacation and will not come back.

How about it? "

This proposal seemed to make Dursley very tempted. He stared at William and suddenly widened his eyes and said:

"Are you William Stark?"

William said inexplicably: "Yeah, I just said..."

"I know you!" Dursley was a little excited.

"Last year in the news, I saw your report that you rescued a boatload of people in Vienna.

And the London earthquake some time ago, you saved the Prime Minister. "

William nodded.

These are indeed the things he has done. It seems that he is famous not only in the magical world, but also in the Muggle world.

But William became stunned within three seconds of being complacent.

Just listen to Dursley continue:

"And a few days ago, to thank you for saving the Queen at Buckingham Palace, she invited you to her family reunion..."

"I read the news that the Queen's favourite granddaughter, Zara Phillips, is after you.

He also said in front of reporters that he fell in love with you at first sight, is that true? "

"..."

Zara Phillips...a year younger than William, is the Queen's granddaughter and tenth in line to the throne.

The problem isn't here, it's... William, why didn't he know about it?

fuck (a pose)

Babuling, this dead woman, has actually put his face in his face recently and has done such a thing?

William thought that at most, she would chase after schoolgirls and tease female Aurors... that's all.

Unexpectedly, she played a lot of tricks!

"So, do you really know the Queen?" Dursley resumed his previous politeness.

"It's just a friendship." William babbled blankly.

"I really like the black tea Elizabeth brews, it's unforgettable."

Vernon Dursley was instantly awestruck, and it seemed that William was a great man too.

To be able to chat and laugh with the queen is really amazing.

He immediately roared into the house:

"Harry, get out of here, Mr. Stark is here to see you.

Brat, how dare you make people wait, you think you are the Prime Minister!

What an apology! ! "

Harry was called down with a bewildered look on his face, and after being scolded by Dursley, he came to the living room.

After entering the living room, he was stunned.

I saw William sitting on the sofa, and his aunt, who always hated wizards, was making him tea respectfully.

What I took out was the tea leaves that I usually reluctant to use.

Uncle Vernon also leaned to one side, looking ingratiatingly, standing like a scumbag.

"Ah, good evening, Harry." William sipped his tea.

"William, what about you, Professor Dumbledore?" Harry said in surprise.

"The principal is very busy. I'll pick you up tonight. Have you packed your things?" William glanced at his watch.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I'm only half-packed, I'll go right now, ten minutes." Harry hurried back upstairs.

Dumbledore had written to Harry during the day, and he was still packing up.

That little curse of procrastination... should be sold to students like Harry.

While Harry was packing, Dursley asked again if he wanted to stay for dinner.

He also asked his son Dudley to take William to visit the room.

Dudley's big yellow-haired head poked out of the neckline of his striped pajamas, as if it wasn't on his body.

He looks like three hundred pounds, and his body is as exaggerated as Bobo tea.

Dudley also opened his mouth wide in surprise and fear, looking a bit like trisomy 21.

That is, one more chromosome 21 than normal people.

It was normal for Dudley to be surprised, and he had never seen such a parent.

But the boy in front of him is really handsome, the type he hated since he was a child.

It has seriously threatened his appearance!

It took ten minutes before Harry packed up.

William finished his tea and said with a smile:

"Ma'am, you make tea as well as Elizabeth."

When Harry saw his aunt, he was so excited that he was about to cry, and he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

William can even handle it easily with his own aunt.

sharp!

With the Dursleys' farewell, William took Harry away from the community.

Harry couldn't wait to gossip:

"William, are you really in a relationship with the Queen's grandson? Muggle newspapers say so William has a black line and warns: "Harry, see Hermione later, please don't Nonsense, don't mention it. "

After returning, William was going to drive Babelin away, not just for fun... I've never seen such a trick to a teammate.

"Okay..." Harry glanced at William, feeling that the world was unfair.

William is so caring.

Harry also listened to Ron, often jealously talking about the Veela named Fleur, who seemed to be William's good friend too...

And Harry himself, so single, just likes Autumn, but can't catch up.

Really "Les Miserables".

When I go back, I will write to Qiu, lick it again, be humble... Maybe Qiu will be moved.

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