Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 132 A Crucial Day

Today is a crucial day.

Although I don't know how others are, today is a crucial day for Harry's Dursley family.

Although this importance has nothing to do with Harry, to the Dursleys, if Harry can completely have nothing to do with today's events, that is the most important thing.

"You! Boy!"

A tall, burly, fat, neckless middle-aged man with a big beard spoke in a vicious voice. In front of him sat a dry, frail boy with a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

"Today is a very important day! Do you understand?"

"I know."

Harry muttered something under his breath, with sliced ​​ham, sausages and toast on his plate, after Sirius had a warm and gracious talk with Uncle Vernon (outside station 9.75) Well, at least the Dursleys didn't dare to skimp on food. Of course, Sirius paid a lot for Harry's food, which also played a big role.

But for other things, such as anything related to the wizarding world, they are still strictly guarded and absolutely not allowed to appear.

Of course, the tone of speech has not changed much, and the habits formed in the past ten years cannot be changed in a short while.

"Today, I am likely to make the biggest deal of my life."

"so--"

"Petunia, you should."

"In the drawing room," replied Aunt Petunia, thin and thin, "waiting for a cordial welcome to Mr. and Mrs. Mason."

"Very good, how about you Dali?"

"I'm waiting to open the door for them." Harry's chubby cousin Dudley put on a fat smile. "May I carry your clothes for you, Mr. and Mrs. Mason?"

It seemed to Harry, though, that Dudley might look better if he hung himself over the sides of the chair and tucked his bum into his trousers.

Aunt Petunia let out a cry of incomprehensible delight: "They'll love Dudley!"

People don't like fat pigs, even if the pigs grow into people, Harry thought so from the beginning to the end.

"Wonderful Dudley!"

Uncle Vernon patted his son on the shoulder and made waves for him.

"how about you?"

Three pairs of eyes were fixed on Harry at the same time, which made him even a little disgusted to eat breakfast.

"I'd just stay in my bedroom, not make a sound, pretend I wasn't there at all."

Although Harry doesn't want to go back to this home at all, he wants to be with Sirius, or Ron, the Burrow is also very good!Even Professor Snape is fine, at least he can do his homework freely, and even learn to brew new potions.

But he had to come back, and Harry couldn't figure out why.

He returned to the room listlessly. Harry planned to lock himself in the room all day today and not go there. Anyway, the Dursleys wanted Harry to be like this.

But after lying on his own bed, Harry was still a little sad and depressed. Today was his birthday, and the last day of July was his birthday.

But it seems that everyone has forgotten him.

For a whole month, he didn't receive any letter or greeting, whether it was from Sirius, or from Ron, Hermione, Hagrid, or Neville.

Harry even wondered if Ron had forgotten the agreement to visit his house in August and then go to Diagon Alley to see their store that was about to officially open
"Brother, he won't!"

Harry rolled over on the bed, then covered his head with the pillow and let out a muffled sigh.

Although Harry also sensed that something was wrong here, he couldn't communicate with the outside world, so he could only wait for Ron to come to him in August, and go to the Burrow to play together as agreed, so that he would have the opportunity to talk to others. Mention what is wrong now.

The boring and difficult day was spent in Harry's daze for a long time, and even at lunch, Harry, who seemed like a walking dead, gave the Dursleys a big jump.

They don't want to be with that rich, handsome man named Sirius again, but with a terrifying aura who can kill them with gold.

Even Aunt Petunia gave Harry a box of ice cream in the afternoon as a cold dessert to relieve the heat.

But at eight o'clock, before the Masons arrived, they forgot about Harry in an instant, and they even thought that Harry, who was downcast and unable to figure out those weird things, was actually quite good.

Still listless, Harry took two bites of dinner in a hurry. He heard Uncle Vernon's stern order again, and then he put his feet on his feet, walked over the creaking steps, and walked quietly towards his bedroom. go.

He wanted to throw himself on the bed like before.

But the problem is, there is already a 'person' sitting on the bed.

Harry knew this little monster with big bat-like ears, protruding green eyes the size of a tennis ball, and wearing a pillowcase-turned-clothes.

There were more than 200 at Hogwarts, and more than 60 employed by the Knights of the Sun. This was a house-elf, but definitely not any of them that Harry knew.

After all, the elves he saw didn't have the habit of wearing pillowcases.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Harry wanted to touch his wand, but in order to prevent the Dursleys from blowing their hair too many times, he put the wand in the bedside table and didn't take it with him, which made Harry feel a little regretful suddenly.

"Harry Potter!"

shrieked the elf, and bowed deeply to Harry.

"Dobby has been wanting to meet you, sir, it's a great honor"

"So...thank you?"

Harry frowned slightly, he couldn't guess what the elf was going to do, but so far, he didn't seem to have any malice towards him.

"Although I don't want to be rude, it's not appropriate to receive an elf in my bedroom right now. If you want to see me, we can change the time. Not today."

Harry had already heard voices coming from the living room, exaggerated laughter and loud hello, today was not the right time.

"But I have something very important to tell you, Mr. Harry Potter!"

The little elf Dobby didn't give up on the conversation tonight, he spoke firmly, for today, he had already worked up his courage.

"Alright then." Harry pulled a chair and sat across from Dobby, "but please keep your voice down." Harry pointed to the living room diagonally below, "Is that okay?"

"Of course! Of course sir!" Dobby bowed again, looking much happier.

"Then please sit down." Harry said politely, pointing to his own bed.

Harry was taken aback by the elf who cried out with a "wow".

"Sit down!" Dobby whimpered, "Never...never"

"If I offended you, then I apologize, but now, please keep your voice down, do you want to watch me get killed?"

"Hung up, then whipped, and finally disembowelled, and the intestines spilled all over the place?"

This is a coup that Harry learned from Ron, especially when dealing with elves, this trick is quite effective. There are more than 60 elves in the Sun Knights, and the elves with "eccentricities" because of the former owner But there are quite a few, Ron has trained them to be quite peaceful one by one. This kind of description of his own miserable image will make the elf remember what you ordered and not make the previous stinky mistakes.

"Of course not!" Dobby quickly covered his mouth, "I will never let Harry Potter die!"

"You are a great man, and Dobby heard about your victory over the devil who can't even be named."

"That was done by my father and mother, they are the heroes, not me."

Harry shook his head, but he was in a slightly better mood now, and Dobby wasn't making too many noises, which made Harry a lot happier too.

"You are very humble, you are too humble." Dobby said with some admiration: "So Dobby must tell Harry Potter!"

"Dobby wants to protect Harry Potter!"

"After Dobby heard about that. Dobby shut his ears in the oven door. But Dobby wanted to say, and had to say—"

"Harry Potter can't go back to Hogwarts."

The room became extremely quiet, only the clanging of knives and forks from downstairs.

"Why?" A trace of displeasure appeared in Harry's heart.

He thought of the loneliness of this month, he thought of the helplessness of being trapped here.

"No, I have to go back to Hogwarts, you don't know what I'm living here, it's a little better than before, but I don't belong here, I'm a wizard, my friends are still waiting at school I."

"A friend who wouldn't even write a letter to you?"

Dobby spoke, but the words also reminded Harry that this stupid idea made Harry stand up very angrily.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Seeing Harry's angry look, Dobby wanted to bang his head against the wall several times, but thought that making a loud noise would kill Harry Potter, Dobby hesitated.

"Harry Potter please don't be mad at Dobby - Dobby is here to save Harry Potter"

"The letter is here with Dobby, sir." The elf nimbly jumped onto the cabinet out of Harry's reach. He took out a stack of thick letters from the pillowcase he was wearing, and Harry recognized the notes on it. There was Sirius, there was Ron, there was Hermione, there was Hagrid, and there was even a strange invitation-like letter.

Dobby blinked anxiously as he dropped to the ground and looked up at Harry.

"Don't be angry, Harry Potter. Dobby had hoped that if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him. Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir."

"It was a conspiracy! A conspiracy against Harry Potter! Dobby must not let Harry Potter die, absolutely not."

"Give me the letter! Dobby!"

"Do not."

Dobby stepped aside quickly, "Unless Harry Potter promises Dobby not to go to school anymore!"

"Hogwarts is the safest place in the whole of England! There is Professor Dumbledore there, and my friend Ron is there!"

Seemingly hearing some name that shouldn't be heard, Dobby shivered violently, he was so frightened that he let go of his hand, and those envelopes were scattered all over the floor.

"Please don't mention that person's name, the little master said he is a devil! No! It's a guy scarier than a devil. Harry Potter had better not be friends with that person!"

"What are you talking about? Ron is my big brother!"

Harry picked up the letter that fell on the ground. Dobby thought Harry was going to catch him, but the elf opened the door and ran out of the house in an instant. Harry saw him running downstairs.

It made Harry's mouth dry, and his insides seemed to be twisted together. What does this faulty elf mean?

He's already caused himself a lot of trouble!Why did you do this to him, what did he do wrong?
In a hurry, Harry hurriedly grabbed the envelope and went downstairs as silently as possible. He jumped down the last six flights of stairs and landed quietly on the carpet. He caught a glimpse of a figure in the dining room, and then I saw Aunt Petunia's elaborate cake flying up
"Bang bang bang~"

There was an anxious knock on the door.

"I'm very sorry, I have urgent business with Harry Potter!"

Ron's highly recognizable voice rumbled outside the door.

"I'll fix it, but for now, sorry!"

"boom!"

A big foot directly kicked the wooden door flying, and the muscles that were about to explode were stuffed into an extremely well-tailored, extremely expensive gown that was made by a famous artist at a glance.

This was prepared by Mrs. LeMay for Ron. She invited some of the most famous fashion designers in Paris to tailor the clothes for Ron to wear for the awards.

The designers avoided the elegance that Ron couldn't have at all. This dress suppressed Ron's lingering wildness a little bit, and transformed it into a fascinating wild charm.

The beauty of pure power brought to people by pure power is like poison.

But it didn't affect Ron kicking the door at all, it only made him look handsome.

This huge movement scared the Dursleys and Masons who were chatting awkwardly in the living room and jumped up from the sofa, and Dobby, the elf who directed the cake to float, uttered a strange cry!

"Crack~"

Ron waved the wand in his hand, and then the cake shot out in an instant, sending the elf flying into the kitchen. There was only a ping-pong noise, and Dobby teleported away with a popping sound. , but it will definitely not feel good.

"who are you!"

The furious Uncle Vernon even temporarily forgot Ron's flicking of his wand, but after he let out this roar, he remembered it belatedly.

Ron's body is hard to forget, but today's clothes really made him completely different.

"Sorry to bother you."

"I have something important to do with Harry Potter. Today is the award ceremony, but Hermione and I have an appointment."

Ron felt a kick in his shin.

"We forgot the time when we went out to play, and we also misremembered the house number, which led to a waste of time. It's a bit late now, and I have to take him there."

Ron walked up to the silly Harry and said apologetically, "I really didn't mean it, Harry, I should have taken you there before six o'clock, but when the two of you are alone, the time is always I can't escape too fast."

Ron rolled his eyes back, and Hermione put on the royal blue dress she bought while shopping today.

"We missed the dinner but the awards ceremony starts around nine and we have a little time"

There was the sound of an owl flapping its wings, and the little guy broke into the house like a whirlwind, then threw a letter on Mrs. Mason's head, and then flew away like a whirlwind.

Mrs. Mason, who was frightened by the bird and screamed, hurried out of the living room. Mr. Mason questioned Mr. Dursley. His wife was most afraid of birds. He suspected that this was a joke he deliberately arranged, and then he Nodding to Ron, he said goodbye politely.

After all, he recognized the value of the clothes. This muscular man was definitely not a super rich second generation he could afford.

"Wow~ Looks like I know the exact time now."

Ron opened the letter and smacked his lips helplessly.

Dear Mr. Weasley:

We have received reports that you used a hovering charm at 55 Privet Drive, Surrey - Little Whinging - tonight at 4:[-].

We are here to remind you solemnly: you have missed the dinner of the Knights of Merlin, the Medal of Merlin Award Ceremony, and in 5 minutes, you will also miss the official investiture ceremony.

Minister Fudge is going crazy!We can't reach you, so please stop playing and come on!Your teacher, Mr. Nicole Flamel, arrived at the honoring site 10 minutes ago.

We've sent Auror: Kingsley Shacklebolt's team to meet you and take care of everything that follows.

In addition, your position is another person who needs to go to the award ceremony to accept the medal: the residence of Harry Potter. I hope you can remind him about the award ceremony, but he was not present.

Mafalda Hopkirk
Ministry of Magic - Prohibition of Misuse of Magic Division
"Change your clothes, Harry, I think you need something neater."

"what happened?"

"You need to collect the first-class Merlin badge for your parents."

Ron saw the thick envelope in Harry's hand, which contained an unopened invitation.

"Although you only know now, don't tell me you plan to pass like this?"

Harry rushed up to the second floor in an instant, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find suitable clothes.

There was a burst of "pop" sound one after another, and the Aurors wearing the uniforms of the Ministry of Magic appeared outside the door in an instant. They began to cast the cover-up spell in a very methodical manner, and eliminated the Muggles who accidentally saw this scene. memory.

"Please come with me quickly, there is not much time."

A tall, bald, dark-skinned wizard walked towards Ron. He spoke in a low voice, with a little anxiety in his tone.

"Today is a really, really big, big day, both for you and for the Minister."

"Have you seen Harry Potter? Today is also a very important day for him."

"I'm coming!"

Harry rushed down, flew down the stairs on the second floor in three steps, and landed firmly.

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