I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 75 The Dursleys
The house of the Dursleys is really not small, which is very suitable for Vernon's status as a director of a company. In this day and age, the British middle class who have not experienced certain iron lady economics still have a little money.

The houses of the neighbors were very similar to the Dursleys' house, lined up neatly one by one, standing on the side of Privet Drive.

There were two heavy iron bars on the second-floor windows of the Dursleys' house, and Louis knew right away that Dobby was done.

Maybe the timeline is a bit different, today just happens to be Harry's birthday...

Since Diana didn't know where the glove on her right hand fell, she planned to stay in the car to find the glove, and asked Louis to knock on the door first.

Louis knocked on the door very politely, and after a while, the door opened, and a tall and burly man appeared in front of him, so fat that he almost didn't even have a neck.He has thick dark hair on his head, a big red face, and a beard under his nose that can even be compared with a loving father.

It should be Harry's uncle, Vernon Dursley.

Mr. Dursley rolled his small eyes, then looked down at Louis.

Will it be Dudley's classmate?Why does he look familiar... Mr. Dursley pondered in his heart, the young boy in front of him was obviously not accessible to his class in terms of his clothes and temperament.

"Hello, is this Vernon Dursley's home?" Louis bowed politely: "I'm sorry to disturb you at this time."

"Oh, oh, it's okay, it's okay." Mr. Dursley shook his fat hand, the decent language and elegant demeanor of the young man in front of him made him feel very comfortable communicating with this young man.

"Are you looking for Dudley, the little gentleman?" he asked.

"Well, sorry, please allow me to introduce myself, I am a classmate of Harry Potter."

Louis was just about to announce himself, but Mr. Dursley's flushed face suddenly turned purple when he heard that he was "Harry Potter's classmate".

He waved his thick arms and looked out of breath.

Dazed by anger, he has completely forgotten the judgment he just made on Louis.

"Ha... You are actually a classmate of that freak. It seems that you are also the kind of freak who performs acrobatic tricks, right?" Mr. Dursley's words were extremely mean, and he squinted his mung bean eyes, looking angry Like a hippopotamus that has its ass bitten by a crocodile: "I will not allow any little freak to enter this house and have any communication with that little brute! Never!"

"Even if you let that freaky old lunatic headmaster come over in person, I won't let that little bastard step out of this room! Let alone you! I will never let you see him! Never!"

"Get out of here, if you're sensible, or I'll call the police!" Mr. Dursley slammed the door shut after finishing his threatening words.

Inside the room, Aunt Petunia asked, "What's the matter Vernon, who is outside?"

"The little beast's freak classmate!" panted Mr. Dursley, like an angry bull.

"Dad, I just said it was a problem for him to stay at home. You see, freaks are always attracted to each other." Dudley also added embellishment.

"That little bastard, ruined my important order! Mrs. Mason was insulted like this, how could her husband still take care of my business! It's all his fault! Damn it..." Mr. Dursley was still angry: "No matter what kind of jokes this weird little classmate of his says, he will never see that little bastard! I said it!"

The knock on the door sounded again.

"Leave him alone!" Mr. Dursley waved his hand and continued to eat the grapefruit that Aunt Petunia had cut.

"Let me go and have a look." Aunt Petunia was worried, she knew that little wizards were not allowed to cast magic outside, but what if the other party took a risk?

She stood up, went to the door and opened it.

What appeared in front of her was not the "little freak" that Mr. Dursley had just mentioned, but a tall, graceful and elegant woman.

She recognized the other party's identity almost instantly——

How could you not know him?Watch it on TV every day.

"Hall Hall Hall Hall ... His Royal Highness, why are you here?" Aunt Penny asked stutteringly. This is really impactful. Who can think of the big characters who are high in the upper week, there will be In front of their house?

Today’s Daiying is indeed a society with a constitutional monarchy, but even if you don’t have that layer of identity, think about it, if Michael Jackson or Messi Ronaldo suddenly appeared in front of your house one day, how would you react?
What's more, these three ranks are still a bit worse than Concubine Dai... especially for those who bring Englishmen.

"Hello, Ms. Dursley." Diana held out her hand: "Let me introduce myself, I'm Diana Spencer, I'm sorry, my brother is not polite and angered your husband, I hope you don't blame him. "

Aunt Petunia was trembling with excitement, she wiped her hands on the apron in front of her inappropriately, and then took the hand that Diana extended: "How could it be, Your Highness, it is our honor to have you come to our house .”

At this moment, Mr. Dursley also came out of the kitchen, yelling, "Penny! Petunia! What happened? Did that little freak do his juggling tricks? Damn, they should have let that He was kicked out of juggling school!"

While shouting, he looked up and saw Penny looking at him in embarrassment and horror, and looking to the side, he saw Diana's soft face.

He hiccupped, and almost suffocated himself without breathing.

"His Royal Highness..." He really deserves to be a family, as the saying goes, it doesn't mean that a family does not enter a house, and even his stutters are of the same style as Petunia.

"This is Mr. Dursley." Diana's smile was still soft, but her words were sharp: "I hope the little freak you are talking about is not my baby brother."

"Ha...you misunderstood...you misunderstood..." Mr. Dursley wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve: "Please come in, please come in, I was talking about my wife's useless nephew..."

At this time, Louis also appeared in front of Mr. Dursley.

"You seemed a little anxious just now, Mr. Dursley." Louis bowed gracefully: "I haven't finished introducing myself just now...I am Louis Mountbatten, Harry's classmate."

Mr. Dursley's heart skipped a beat.

This name can be said to be known to everyone from Ireland to Khitan... and the owner of this name passed his name on to his favorite grandson.

It must be that grandpa, right?
Mr. Dursley really hates his quick talk just now. If possible, he would like to travel back to just shoot himself and forget it.

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I can't see it on the Q reading side, so let's post it here.

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