Chapter 220： Harry the Creepy

Chapter 220: The Creepy Harry

Hermione’s words made sense, and Ginny immediately stared at Hermione in admiration.

When it was finally time to say goodbye, only George could easily read the book on the Hogwarts train.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, they reluctantly said goodbye.

They are all clamoring to make more contact during the summer vacation, and you can make more calls, and to ensure that you will not lose contact like last time.

For the first time in his life, Harry did not resist going home. He finally didn't have to go back to Uncle Vernon's house, he didn't have to go back to the cold and terrible prison, and he was grateful to George wholeheartedly when he thought of this.

Although he still lives in Privet Road, he has his own house. He pledged his work life after graduation to George's house in exchange, at least he thought so.

He guessed that George didn't really care whether he worked for him after graduation. But he has decided that if he graduates, he will definitely feel more at ease following George to work. If you have a smart and friendly friend, why should you ask for help from others?

Hermione also seemed excited. When she was in the college, you couldn't think of her now. But as soon as I got on the train, I thought I would meet my parents soon. Hermione was as happy as a child, although she was indeed a child.

"I guess my mom and dad have been studying, w♀ww.c±fwx.n︽et is waiting for me at the station." Hermione was a little proud and a little embarrassed. "I I told them several times that I don’t have to wait for me in advance. I can even go home by myself. But they can’t help it. They miss me too much, and I miss them too.”

Once she left Hogwarts, Hermione was no longer a genius, nor a good witch. She became Miss Granger, a chirping, lively and happy little girl.

Ginny was as lively and happy as Hermione, she also missed her parents, she was only in the first grade, and she left home for the first time. This year was definitely not easy for her. After one year away from home, she also endured the torment from Riddle for six months.

Even if these were completely resolved in the end, she also had close friends. She, Harry, and Hermione became good friends. But the fear lurking in my heart, a trace of indelible anxiety, maybe only Mrs. Weasley can really relieve her.

Ron was the simplest among all the people, he thought the least, just simply happy with everyone. In comparison, he can be regarded as a person who takes care of the situation, he has always been a supporting role in school, and he has never been eye-catching at home.

Ron is the youngest boy in Weasley's family, but there is no preference for the younger son at all. The most loved one in the family is Ginny, she is the only girl in Weasley for generations.

Most of the time before Ron, before meeting George, before finding a lucrative job in a mutual aid agency. His clothes, robe, books, and magic wand are all old things that his brothers used.

If you have five brothers, you will never need new things. Not only are you new, you will never get the attention of your parents, especially if you have a lovely sister.

But none of this affects Ron. He can always entertain himself by himself. One plays chess with oneself, one talks with oneself, one is in a daze with oneself, and one interrupts with oneself.

He can make friends with anyone, whether it is Harry Potter, the savior, Hermione Granger, the genius, or the best student ever at Hogwarts, George Soros.

Ron may not have too much personality and not many highlights. But he is him, inconspicuous, but always there Ron Weasley.

The Hogwarts train finally slowed down and stopped at Kings Cross Station. Harry said goodbye to everyone for the last time, and really happily accepted everyone's blessings, "Happy home, happy summer!"

Under George's training and changes in nutritional meals, Harry is now much taller and stronger than last year. The heavy box no longer bothered him, and the taxi driver did not recognize that he was a child.

It's a pity that I didn't meet the uncle driver who was kind and talkative last time. If he meets this time, Harry may be able to invite him to his home as a guest. He now has his own home.

No. 18, Privet Road, half a street away from Uncle Vernon’s home, near a lively street.

Last year, Harry only stayed in his new home for a few days, and was invited by Ron to the Burrow. Only then did he have the opportunity to know his home again.

Elegant and exquisite single-family villa, the small garden seems to be manicured and looks neat and tidy.

"Maybe Aunt Barbara?" Harry muttered silently.

Barbara Brook, a kind housewife living in Privet Road, was hired by George to take care of Harry's daily life. She will take care of Harry throughout the summer to avoid the trouble that Harry cannot stay at home alone because he is a minor.

Harry took out the key, unscrewed the door gently, and immediately took a breath of air, and a figure he never expected appeared before his eyes.

He didn't wait for him to take out his wand, before he dropped the box, before he was ready to resist.

"Boom, pop." A middle-aged woman had already gnawed twice on Harry's face.

Har used his sleeve to wipe the dirt on his face desperately, as if he had seen a devil, and shouted hysterically, "Why are you here."

"Why am I not here?" The middle-aged woman looked at Harry with an idiot-like expression as if showing sympathy for Harry's IQ. But she immediately changed the discrimination and squeezed some kind smiles, which embarrassed her.

She said softly, "Harry, we are an inseparable family. We are relatives whose blood is thicker than water. We are the closest and most connected family in the world. No matter what happens, no matter what happens, we We are all one family. We will always be together, always one family."

"No!" Harry screamed in horror, with a dying look on his face.

Another big fat middle-aged man squeezed over, and he dragged Harry into the room and closed the door. He blinked mischievously, whispered softly, and said kindly.

"Stupid boy, what nonsense, we are a family of blood thicker than water, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons. Even if there is any misunderstanding, it will be passed by the blink of an eye lightly. We know we are wrong, we still love you ."

Harry just felt terrified, looking at the two familiar and unfamiliar people before him. At this time, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, as if they had been enchanted, completely became another person.

(To be continued.)