Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

He knew the game was over, and since Dudley was so frightened that he would accept the Order's help, his parents would be with him: how could they leave their little baby Dada?Harry looked at the traveling clock on the mantelpiece.

"What day is today? Yes, it is today. According to the last agreement, they will come in about one minute." He said, "Get ready."

No one in the Dursleys answered, and he left the living room.

Thinking of him being separated from his aunt, uncle, and cousin, and maybe never seeing each other again, he was not without joy, but the atmosphere was still a little awkward.

What else is there to say to each other after 16 years of extreme dislike?

Reason told Harry that he should be grateful to his uncle and aunt, they took him in and protected him, but if he could do it all over again, Harry would rather he had never been here.

Complicated emotions condensed in Harry's heart. He wanted to say goodbye to the Dursleys pretending to be relaxed, but at this moment, the word was so, so difficult to say.

Perhaps it is best to just separate like this!

Back in the bedroom, Harry fiddled with his backpack aimlessly, and stuffed some owl food into Hedwig's cage.

They plopped to the bottom of the cage, and Hedwig ignored them.

"We're leaving soon, really soon!" Harry told it, "and then you'll be flying again, and never have to come back here, ever..."

Hedwig stared at Harry quietly with her big amber eyes.

Strange, why is it a little sad, shouldn't it be joyful?

Harry tried not to think about the future of the Dursleys, but instead thought about the scene where Alvin, Hermione and their parents parted.

He knew that it must be very difficult, very difficult, much more difficult than here.

……

The parting scene was as difficult as Harry had expected.

Ivan and Hermione discussed that they were going to revise the memories of both parents.His parents went to China, and they never had a son; and Hermione's parents' greatest wish in life was to emigrate to Australia, and they were about to make it happen.

The Order of the Phoenix escorted them to the plane, and wizards from abroad would help.

They would all change their names so that Voldemort would not be able to find them easily.

After the war is over, if Aiwen and Hermione are still alive, they will naturally look for them; if they can't go back, the magic left on them will ensure that they will be safe and happy for a lifetime, but they will not have children... They will never forget Ivan and Hermione, and will never recall this painful memory.

When Ivan and Hermione talked about this decision, Hermione couldn't help but tears filled her eyes, and Ivan knew it was too cruel to her.

He wanted Hermione to go with the Grangers, or go to a magic school in China according to his original idea, but whenever Ivan mentioned this suggestion, Hermione was very angry and turned him into a black cat. Teach me a lesson.

Ivan knew that it was impossible for Hermione to leave him.

As early as a few months ago, when he said his plan, no, it should have been a few years ago, when Hermione decided to be with Ivan, she had already made a decision.

Will not be separated, even if we have to embark on a dangerous journey together, even if the end of this journey is death.

She was willing too, and Ivan knew he couldn't refuse.

He finally offered to go and cast the spell on the Grangers for her, but Hermione refused, and she wanted to do it herself...

Maybe it was a feeling, although no one said it, but that afternoon, when Ivan and Hermione walked down the stairs, their parents were sitting in the living room.

They knew it was time to say goodbye!

When Hermione couldn't help crying and threw herself into Mrs. Granger's arms, Ivan let go of his wand, and under the watchful eyes of his parents, he explained the ins and outs of the whole thing, and The decisions and arrangements he and Hermione had decided on.

The atmosphere was calm and sad, not much shock.

At the beginning of this summer vacation, Lupine had already talked about the matter before sending them here, and they were already mentally prepared.

I just didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

Chapter 1545 The Sacred Ritual

Yes, no one thought that this day would come so soon.

Happy summer vacation, those happy memories, as if it was yesterday.

How wonderful it would be if time could be frozen!

"Hermione and I are leaving, we..." Before Ivan finished speaking, his mother stood up and hugged him in her arms.

She was crying, because she had said it many times before, so this time she didn't say anything except parting words.

But the tears of parting are indeed inevitable.

Even if you already know everything, even a strong person will shed tears at this moment.

They are about to part, and may never see each other again, forever...

Ai Wen sniffled, he told himself to be strong, but being hugged by his mother, his tears gushed out uncontrollably, soaking his eyes.

He hastily lowered his head and bent down to hug his mother, hugging her hard.

When no one was looking, he wiped away tears with the back of his hand.

On this occasion, he should be the strongest.

Ivan knew that after today, he would be Hermione's only reliance.

They were going on that dangerous journey, and his weakness would only increase Hermione's pressure.

"Take care of yourself out there, I..." Mrs. Mason choked out.

"I will, Mom, take care of yourself too." Ivan whispered in her ear, "It won't be long, Hermione and I will go find you."

"Take care, son, we are waiting for you to come to China to find us."

Mr. Mason also came over and patted Ivan on the shoulder.

"Yeah!" Ivan nodded solemnly.

Then Mr. Granger came to say goodbye, and finally Mrs. Granger was holding Hermione's hand. She slowly put Hermione's little hand into Ivan's.This scene is like the mother handing her daughter's hand to the groom's hand in a church wedding...

Simple actions seem to have become some kind of ritual at this moment.

Sacred, solemn, and of extraordinary significance.

Everyone watched, blessed, and silently witnessed.

Hermione's eyes were red, and she stopped crying. Mrs. Granger handed her hand to Ivan obediently, and then let Ivan hold her. She also held tightly, feeling the warmth of each other's palms , this seems to be the only temperature at this moment, the temperature of the palm represents the temperature of the soul, and the two are leaning together.

"Ivan, promise me, take care of Hermione!" Mrs. Granger said.

"Don't worry, I will." Ivan said, he knew that his words were a promise, a promise to the Grangers and Hermione, and a promise to himself.

From now on, he will use his whole life to fulfill this promise.

In a sad atmosphere, Ivan and Hermione looked at their parents, then took out their wands and pointed them at them, chanting spells at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding, and a burst of blue light flashed in the room...

Goodbye, hope to meet again that day!

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Under the influence of inexplicable emotions, Harry felt like crying for some reason.

He felt so strangely real that he should be glad to be away from the Dursleys for good.

This meant that he no longer had to endure their torture.

From now on, he can live with Sirius and Ginny, and he can do what he likes without any scruples, just like a wizard should be.

God knows how much Harry has missed this day for the past 16 years.

Just then, the downstairs doorbell rang.

Harry hesitated, left the room, and came downstairs.He told himself that he was not going to say goodbye to the Dursleys, but came down to avoid any other troubles. It might be unrealistic to expect Hestia and Dedalore to deal with the Dursleys alone.

"Harry Potter!"

As soon as Harry opened the door there was a scream of excitement, and a small man in a lavender top hat bowed deeply to him.

"Honored!"

"Thanks, Dedalore," said Harry, smiling awkwardly at the dark-haired Hestia, "that's very kind of you, well, well, here they are, my aunt, uncle and cousin... ..."

"Hello, Harry Potter's relatives!" Dedalus said cheerfully as he strode into the living room.

The Dursleys didn't seem at all happy to be called that, and Harry was vaguely worried that they might change their minds again.

When Dudley saw the two wizards and wizards, he shrank back from his mother again in horror.

Not surprisingly, he must have thought of the memory of growing a pig's tail again.

"You guys packed up and got ready. Great! The plan is very simple, just like what Harry told you." Dedalus said, taking out a huge pocket watch from his vest and looking at it, "We Go first, Harry later."

"It's dangerous to use magic in your house. Harry is underage, which would give the Ministry an excuse to arrest him. Let's get the car out, let's say, ten miles or so, then Apparate, to our Go to the safe place chosen for you." He asked Uncle Vernon very politely, "I suppose you can drive?"

"I can drive... Of course I can fucking drive!" Uncle Vernon said anxiously.

"You are so smart, sir, so smart, I was completely confused when I saw so many buttons and knobs." De Dalo said, "I knew from the look of you that you must be an old driver. It's amazing... ..."

He obviously thought he was flattering Vernon Dursley, and Dursley's confidence in the plan was evidently slipping away with every word Dedalore said.

Old driver, what the hell is this funny guy talking about.

"You can't even drive a car..." He muttered in a low voice, shaking his beard with anger, but luckily Dedalus and Heska didn't seem to hear.

"You, Harry!" continued Dedallo, "the guards waiting for you here, there is a slight change in the arrangement..."

"What did you say?" Harry said immediately, "I remember Sirius saying that he and Mad-Eye were coming to reveal my entourage?"

"No!" said Heska stiffly. "They'll explain."

The Dursleys listened to these conversations with puzzled faces, when suddenly a voice screamed, "Hurry up!"

They were taken aback.Looking around the living room, Harry realized that the sound was coming from Dedalus' pocket watch.

"Yes, we are short on time!" De Dalo nodded to his pocket watch, and stuffed it into the vest again, "Simply put, we have changed our plan, Harry, not waiting until you come of age, but immediately , we intend for you to leave the house at the same time your family disapparates. That way, when the spell breaks, you all run to safety. Well, Mr. Dursley, are your bags packed? We're ready to let's go?"

Chapter 1546 The hatred that started 18 years ago

After Dedalus finished speaking, there was a moment of silence, and no one answered. Uncle Vernon was still staring at the bulge in Dedalus' vest pocket in fear, in a daze, in a daze...

Harry didn't speak either, he was thinking of a sudden change of plan.

How would the Order of the Phoenix plan to take him without using Apparation? !

"Perhaps we should wait in the outer hall, Dedalus," whispered Hestia.She thought more about it, and felt that it was inappropriate for Harry and the Dursleys to stay in the house with tenderness and perhaps tearful goodbyes to each other.

"No need," Harry muttered.

Without Harry bothering to explain, Uncle Vernon's next words made further explanation unnecessary, saying loudly, "Well, that's farewell, boy."

He stretched his right arm forward to shake Harry's hand, but at the last moment, unable to face it, he clenched his hand into a fist and moved it back and forth like a metronome.

"Ready, Dada?" asked Aunt Petunia, checking the clasp of her handbag nonchalantly so as not to look at Harry at all.

Dudley didn't answer, standing there with his mouth slightly open reminded Harry vaguely of Grop the Giant, they were alike in a way.

"Well, that's it, let's go," said Uncle Vernon.

He had already reached the living room door when Dudley muttered, "I don't understand."

"What don't you understand, honey?" Aunt Petunia asked, looking up at her son.

Dudley pointed a fat ham-like finger at Harry and said, "I don't understand, why doesn't he come with us?"

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia froze, staring at Dudley as though Dudley had just said he wanted to be a ballet dancer.

"What?" asked Uncle Vernon aloud.

"Why doesn't he come along?" Dudley asked.

"Oh, he, he doesn't want to go!" Uncle Vernon said, turning to stare at Harry and asked, "You don't want to go, do you?"

"Yeah, not at all," said Harry.

"That's all right, the kid wants to stay here, he wants to." Uncle Vernon said to Dudley, "Okay, leave him alone, let's go."

Uncle Vernon strode out of the living room. Everyone in the room heard the front door open, but Dudley didn't move.

Aunt Petunia staggered a few steps, then stopped, looking at Dudley.

"What's the matter?" Uncle Vernon reappeared at the door, growling.

Dudley seemed to be struggling with some inarticulate thoughts, and after a moment of seemingly painful inner struggle, he said, "But where is he going?"

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon looked at each other, not knowing what to say.