"Oh, unfortunately, I'm not." Petunia put on a fake smile on her face, "A wizard... not everyone can become a wizard, even the children of wizards."

Harry looked expressionless and nodded: "Then please tell me what you know about Hogwarts and the wizards."

Penny stammered as she introduced.

Fenon finally regained some strength. He looked around and sadly discovered that his double-barreled shotgun was placed in the bedroom, not the kitchen.

More than half an hour later.

Harry listened to Petunia's lengthy narrative.

A very wonderful and novel world - the wizard here actually needs a small wooden stick as a medium for casting spells. Without the medium, he loses his ability to cast spells.

Although warlocks in the world of witchers also require different casting media to release some spells, they also have spells that can be released without a casting medium.

and…

It's not very powerful.

"I'm a human, a normal human being, but my frame is a little bigger."

Is it a demihuman race? A race like halflings or elves? Or is it a troll or a giant?

"Hello, sir." Harry took a deep breath and put his hands on his waist, ready to release the seal at any time - ordinary witchers, even if they were as powerful as White Wolf and Leisuo, Alder's seal could not deal with big monsters.

How much impact does the body size have on organisms?

He subconsciously touched his shoulder, but it was empty - it was too bad, not a single sword, let alone a silver sword, it would have been nice to have a steel sword.

Harry nodded, took out the Hogwarts demand list from his pocket, and placed it on the table: "How should I prepare these things for school?"

"But I am one of the people Principal Dumbledore trusts most, and he gave me this job."

Even a giant cannot resist the Alder Seal he released.

Harry nodded and smiled slightly: "Well, my dear Aunt Petunia, do you have an owl? I'm afraid I have to borrow it."

Just like... every horse of White Wolf is named Carrot, and every girlfriend of White Wolf that he knows is a sorceress.

Although I don’t know the principle of owl sending letters.

This fat uncle is afraid of the power of magic.

Humanity?

Petunia doesn't seem to be a person who likes wizards very much, but she has to admit that she is indeed a qualified housewife.

Can freely change the shape of external objects, and can even turn a piece of wood into an animal.

"Is Hogwarts a school that would accept non-human races?"

"I'm not a professor at Hogwarts, I'm the keykeeper of Hogwarts." Hagrid said cheerfully, "It's not easy to get this job with Principal Dumbledore. Others

The professors all want to pick you up."

"Hogwarts is a good school. There are no weird werewolves, giants and other creatures."

"Are you a professor at Hogwarts?"

Penny immediately pulled her head back.

"Although I hate to say this, there is no money, and my uncle's family is probably not willing to pay for it."

"In my situation, will Hogwarts prepare these for me?"

Fenon shook his head in horror: "We are a normal family, how could there be such a thing!"

The letter was sent away.

"That's what I understand...the kind of owl that can coo."

Can magic still do this?

Yeah?

"It's the latter." Penny replied with a complicated expression.

Harry's words were very effective. Hagrid snorted heavily and turned his head back: "Oh, no, Harry, you don't have to use their money. Muggle money doesn't work in our wizarding world."

From Petunia's description, it was only limited to the extent that cleaning was very convenient. Of course, this may just be her view of wizards from the perspective of a housewife.

There will never be much difference in the characteristics of living things.

In our own world, are wizards, like demon hunters, regarded as "alien" by humans?

"Then it seems I have to think of a solution myself." He stood up, opened the door, and walked out.

"Actually, your parents—you should know about your parents?"

Hagrid's hair was fried, literally fried, his hair was fluffy and exploded, and his face was a little red from holding back: "Oh, inhuman race, my poor little Harry, how could you have such an idea."

Hogwarts responded faster than Harry thought. In the afternoon, there was a banging on the door. Fenon went to open the door, and there was a giant outside the door.

Harry woke up suddenly, wondering how he had forgotten such an important thing.

The owl cooed twice and jumped onto Harry's arm.

"Oh, okay, another weirdo." Fenon muttered, "Come in."

"How dare you say that about wizards." Hagrid's fists tightened, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

Harry's current body is considered extremely thin among humans.

"If it's black tea, half a spoonful of milk would be better."

But, it's amazing.

Harry felt doubtful in his heart.

It doesn't seem like it would be difficult for humans to grow such a huge body - the bones just don't support it.

Under Alder's seal, the table was shattered, but his mouth remained intact.

He held his neck high and was very proud.

"The letter said that I would use an owl to reply to them." Harry lowered his head and looked at the content of the letter. "What is an owl? The wizard's nickname for the postman?"

"It seems that you are my postman." Harry smiled softly and stretched out his hand, "Can you please come in and sit down? I am tired from the journey and need a better place to rest. I can write a reply by the way. Okay.

?"

In the kitchen.

Harry raised an eyebrow.

He is an exception.

Fanon said loudly: "I will not pay for him to go to a crazy asylum and learn a bunch of tricks that make people crazy!"

"Sir, will you take me there to buy it?"

Normal people…

"Thank you." Harry nodded and took half a step back.

A huge body always gives people a sense of oppression.

"Hello, I'm from Hogwarts, um... the employee sent here to pick up Harry, Rubeus Hagrid." The giant said, a little restrained, but his figure, his appearance, and his grin almost made him

Scared Fennon out of his heart attack.

The owl food she made was loved by this fat Scottish round-faced chicken.

Yes!

heritage?

When he walked out of the door, he saw an owl squatting on the fence at the door. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and stared at Harry intently.

But his mouth is not afraid.

Harry waved his hand: "Calm down."

"You look a lot like your dad. Oh, your eyes are also similar. He also has golden brown eyes."

"They left you a considerable legacy."

Hagrid squeezed into the room with difficulty and saw Harry standing in the living room. His nose twitched and he cried a little: "Oh, Harry, last time I saw you, you were still a little baby."

Harry hesitated for a moment, nodded, and sat down on the other sofa.

Hagrid looked at Harry who was standing again: "Sit down quickly, let's have a good chat."

Not to mention…

Hagrid took a deep breath, put the words "half-blood giant" behind him, stuffed his bloated body into the sofa, sat down, and said to the Fenong family hiding in the kitchen: "Hello, can you come?

A pot of tea?”

He turned his head suddenly and looked at Aunt Petunia who was coming out of the kitchen with a teapot: "Aunt Petunia, where is the inheritance my parents left me? How much do you have in your hands?"

Without waiting for Aunt Petunia to speak.

Hagrid explained first: "No, no, no, the inheritance is not in the hands of these Muggles, and Mr. Dumbledore will not trust those things to them."

"Mr. Dumbledore will keep it for you."
Chapter completed!