In the end, Harry didn't find much clue about this dream, so he wrote a letter to tell Sirius about the dream. Then after hesitating for a while, he wrote another letter with similar content to Dumbledore. "You can always trust Professor Dumbledore, because he is the person Voldemort truly fears and cannot defeat."
Harry still remembered what Rolf once said to him, telling him to put aside his childish shame and excessive respect for Professor Dumbledore. Once he encounters a problem or danger, he must notify Dumbledore as soon as possible.
Bullido.
Although Harry was somewhat reluctant and understanding, he finally listened to Rolf's advice and wrote a letter to Dumbledore and Sirius respectively. Of course, this was something Rolf did not expect because he completely forgot about it.
He didn't notice this matter, or he didn't pay special attention to such a thing.
To a certain extent, this is also a kind of confidence in his own strength. But on the other hand, it is not a kind of conceitedness. Maybe one day, he will pay some price for it.
After writing the letter, Harry's scar gradually stopped hurting, and he decisively chose to lie back on the bed and take a nap. As for breakfast, wait until he wakes up.
By the time Harry came to the dining room after having slept and washed up, the Dursleys had already finished breakfast and started doing their own things. The portion for Harry was still there, but it had already been
It’s cold.
"It's interesting. Even if you don't dare to target me out of fear, you still want to be careful?"
Harry was muttering to himself as he took out his wand and heated up breakfast for himself. In fact, for him, this breakfast was not a delicious recipe at all.
Of course, he didn't mean that there was something wrong with the Dursley's maid's skills. The maid named Elisa was actually very close to Harry. In fact, she saw that the Dursley's attitude towards Harry was very strange.
So she has been trying to be nicer to Harry as much as possible.
Harry was very grateful for this, and rarely caused her any trouble. To a certain extent, her relationship with him was much better than that of so-called relatives.
"Master Harry, are you up? Do you need me to help you heat up the food? I was going to help you put it away, but the master asked me to put it here..."
"It's okay, I've already heated it up myself. Speaking of which, most of the work you are doing now was what I was doing before."
"Really? How could it be."
"It is said that he is the nephew of the Dursley family, but in fact he is more like a valet."
Just when Harry and Elisa were talking about their experiences at the Dursleys' house, the owl that Rolf gave to Ron suddenly flew in through the window.
"Master Harry, be careful!"
Then it flew out at a faster speed under the maid's exclamation and Harry's gaze. It was hit by the broom the maid was cleaning and flew out of the window.
"Actually... that is my friend's pet and messenger. It came to deliver a message to me."
"Is it the same as Hedwig? Sorry, Master Harry, I'll go get it back..."
"No, it's back. But you may have to go further out of the window, otherwise..."
After Harry's prompting, Elisa noticed that the owl was back again. But this time it didn't barge in directly. Instead, it squatted on the window sill and looked aggrieved through the transparent window.
looked at Harry.
"Okay, come in quickly, she won't hurt you anymore."
After listening to Harry's words, 'Little Piggy' looked at Harry, then at Elisa who was smiling at it, and then all its feathers trembled.
In the end, its insistence on duty defeated its fear of the maid, and it flew in through the window again and landed in Harry's arms. Harry picked up the poor owl, combed its messy feathers, and then
took down the letter Ron wrote to him.
Harry - Dad got the tickets - Ireland v Bulgaria. Monday night. Mum is writing to the Muggles, inviting you to come and stay with us. They must have received the letter, I don't know how fast the Muggles deliver it.
How fast. I think no matter what, I will send Piggy to deliver this letter to you.
The Dursleys had indeed received the letter from Mrs. Weasley, but they did not tell Harry about it, and certainly did not express any objection to it. Therefore, Harry took it as their acquiescence and ignored them anyway.
Agree or not, he is going back to Weasley's house.
"It looks like I'm going to be away for a while, so I'll leave my room to you, Eliza."
"Okay, Master Harry, I will tidy up your room for you."
The reason why Harry feels comfortable leaving the tidying up of the room to Eliza is because he takes everything related to magic with him every time he leaves.
And there is a special disguise magic that Rolf taught him, which will make Muggles regard the magic items they see as ordinary Muggle items to avoid exposure.
Harry has always felt that this magic should be promoted, but Mr. Weasley felt that this would make it difficult to recycle magic items after they flow into the Muggle world.
Because when Muggles regard a magic item as an ordinary item, it will be difficult for the Ministry of Magic to discover its existence and its flow in the Muggle world. Because compared to the magical world, the Muggle world is too small.
Too huge.
So in the end, this kind of magic was only used by Harry to hide his magic items from being discovered by his Muggle relatives and maids, but it was not promoted on a large scale.
Of course, Rove has no intention of promoting it. To him, this kind of magic is just a random trick. Of course, Harry doesn't think so, but he respects Rove's choice.
"Okay, the reply is written. You can take it back to Ron."
The reply he wrote to Ron was also very simple, with only one line:
Ron, everything is fine. The Muggles said I can come. See you at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I can't wait.
Harry
He folded the letter and tied it to the owl's feet, and then let it fly. Almost in the blink of an eye, the owl disappeared into the sky, as if it wanted to leave this dangerous place quickly.
Looking at the 'Little Piggy' leaving, Harry thought that he should probably also write a letter to Sirius, telling him that he was going to the Quidditch World Cup.
And before he came down, he happened to see Hedwig returning from delivering the first round of letters and was resting and eating in her cage. So Harry returned to his room, picked up a piece of parchment from the table and