Chapter 243 Harry has the right to know everything
After dinner, the twins quietly gave Vincent a wink.
The three of them came to the sixth floor in a tacit understanding.
Ron was a little unhappy, "Obviously your room should be bigger."
"You can't hear what mom and dad are talking about anymore." Fred held a flesh-colored string in his hand.
George put one end into his left ear, "And if we make too much noise, Percy will hear us."
"Are you sure this works?" Vincent was very doubtful about this new invention.
Scaling is quite easy to achieve, but to make it as clear as if it were around you, there are a lot of things that need to be adjusted.
Everything in nature makes noise, the only difference is whether it can be heard or not.
Muggle microphones, for example, use many methods to reduce noise so that clear sounds can be transmitted.
"Are you here to listen?" George took off the string.
Vincent rolled his eyes, "Just tell me what you heard."
Fred carefully walked downstairs with the other end and stretched it a little into the door.
"Arthur, you--haven't told--"
George waved his hand towards Fred who came back, "It's not clear enough yet, you have to go deeper."
"How dare they treat Harry like this!" Molly in the room on the fifth floor was very angry. "Arthur, you must teach them a lesson tomorrow."
"I think so too." Arthur shook his head helplessly, "The ministry will organize a series of raids recently, and Minister Fudge named me to be the person in charge."
My son has been awarded the Order of Merlin. As a father, I will definitely be reused.
Molly sighed quietly, "Lily's magic must be maintained, and we must protect their children."
Arthur also sighed, "I actually had the same idea as Eric many years ago. Maybe the magic that blocked that person will remain until adulthood."
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"He's unfortunate enough, Arthur."
"I know, so if possible, we have to try to invite him to our home."
Vincent upstairs frowned.
Harry's magic that can turn Voldemort into gray is actually time-limited.
And it seems that he needs to stay at the Dursley's for a period of time every year for the magic cast by his mother to take effect.
"Are we still taking action?" He looked at Fred and George, "If Harry knows the truth, he will stay at the Dursleys no matter how reluctant he is."
"Of course!" Ron clenched his fists, "As long as he maintains this, that person may not appear again until he reaches adulthood."
The other three people all smiled bitterly.
Voldemort really appeared, albeit in Quirrell's body.
If he can't get the magic stone, he will definitely try his best to revive him.
"The choice should be given to Harry." Vincent recalled Dumbledore's calculation.
If he follows his preset path, Harry will definitely grow into a true savior.
This road may be smooth, or it may be difficult.
"Any attempt to cross the line and interfere with your life in the name of 'for your own good' is wrong."
Fred and George both stared at Vincent who said this.
Even Ron, who didn't understand much, felt a strong sense of guilt.
"If we made the choice for him, we would be no different than the Dursleys."
"Then how are we going to get there?" Ron said sadly, "We can't ride a broomstick, right?"
Fred and George both looked out the window thoughtfully.
"Brother, are you thinking the same as me now?"
"Of course, we are twins!"
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It was four o'clock in the morning, but Harry couldn't sleep.
There were also many letters coming in today, but it was a pity that all of them were burned by Vernon who didn't even read them.
In such a big cage, he no longer had any hope.
"Ding ding -" the sound of knocking on the iron fence sounded.
Harry didn't turn on the light this time, so he forced a smile and walked to the window.
"Good evening~" Vincent half-crouched on top of the fence, "There are some things we must tell you.
Don't get excited, this is about your parents and this family."
Things about Snape, the prophecy from twelve years ago, the magic exerted by Lily, the Dursleys.
He could see Harry's fists clenching tighter and tighter, but he still said everything.
"You already knew this?"
"Only Snape and the prophecy, I only know the rest today."
Harry's breathing gradually became heavier, "If I want to maintain my mother's magic, do I have to stay in this home?"
"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley said it would expire when you reach adulthood, but you know it's that person who is pulling the strings behind Quirrell."
Vincent's tone tried not to contain any emotion, "We are friends. No matter what decision you make, they and I will fully support you."
Harry loosened his fist slightly and looked blankly into the blue eyes.
He originally thought that from the moment he stepped into Hogwarts, his life would change drastically.
However, this is not the case, and it even gets worse.
"I - I want to leave here -" Harry relaxed completely, "leave this home for a while."
"As you wish." Vincent stood up.
Two large lights shined on his back, "Where is your luggage?"
"In the storage room downstairs."
As soon as the car roared, Harry saw him step back and jump out.
"Vincent, are you okay?"
A light blue Ford Anglia rose slowly.
He was standing on the front hood of the car, holding a silver-white suitcase in his hand.