DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Who?! Knock on the door so late! Will you die tomorrow?!"

When Harry came back from the holiday, Petunia was in a bad mood, and immediately yelled out impatiently.

The people outside the door ignored her and still rang the doorbell rhythmically. Petunia gritted her teeth and akimbo her hips, her high heels clattering on the floor.

She opened the door very angrily, wanting to see which guy with no sense of time came to trouble her so late.

But the moment she opened the door, she and the stranger were stunned for an instant.

What kind of eyes should it be?

The shining ones are like a pair of black crystal chess pieces, and they are like crystal pearls slipping in a jade plate. The long eyelashes hang down, as if every slight jitter is slightly, like the flapping wings of a butterfly...

The slightly curled blond shawl was covered by a dazzling platinum crown, with a faint smile on his delicate face.

"Good evening, Mrs. Dursley. Please allow me to introduce myself, I am Clara, Clara Prince...

From today onwards, we are neighbors..."

"You...Hello..." Petunia took a deep breath and touched her face. Suddenly she felt unreal. These eyes inexplicably gave her a feeling of deja vu, which made her feel a little bit familiar. It's ridiculous, obviously this face is so strange...

"Excuse me, what can you do at this late hour?"

"It's nothing..." Lily smiled casually, but cast her gaze into the room without leaving a trace. "As a meeting ceremony for the new neighbor, I baked some apple pie. I think you should like it..."

"Thank you, trouble..." Petunia hurriedly took the hot apple pie in Clara's hand and put it on the side table.

"M~... Clara!"

There was another cry of exclamation, and Harry ran over quickly with an extremely excited expression on his face.

"You know? You are a wizard?!"

Petunia suddenly became vigilant. She suddenly thought of a crucial point. How could Harry have such friends in Muggle society? He must have come from there!

"No...no..." Harry shook his head no different from a rattle when he heard Penny's words. "I met Clara on the way to the station a year ago!"

"Wizard? What kind of wizard?" Lily covered her face, her eyes widened and looked a little surprised.

Petunia nodded suspiciously, and then retracted her gaze.

"Penny~...what happened down there, why is it so noisy?"

After a year, Vernon looked fatter, and he walked down with difficulty step by step, holding the handrail of the corridor.

"Presumably this is Mr. Dursley? This is Clara Prince. I just moved here today and live next door..."

A complex color flashed in Lily's eyes, then smiled and stretched out her hand.

...

She had known about Harry's life in recent years either through Snape or Karl.

When she and James were brutally killed by Voldemort, Dumbledore did fulfill his promise and put Harry in place.

She originally cast the magic by herself, and no one knew the limitations better than her. She understood that Dumbledore was more than 90% likely to send Harry to her sister for her to raise.

But the two of them are already people in two worlds after all.

Back then, because of my marriage, I finally got my sister who hated wizards to agree to bring her husband to the wedding. But who would have thought that the two men fell out as soon as they met-ending with Vernon angrily leaving.

Since then, Harry hasn't seen him again until Voldemort's final madness, she had already made her final plans when she learned the magic:

If they really had an accident, then the Potter family's treasury would be entrusted to Dumbledore, who would take out gold coins to pay for Harry's maintenance until he entered the magic world at the age of eleven and then inherited the vault.

I want to see that under the mutual relationship of money and remaining family affection, Lily does not expect Penny to treat it as if it has been out, but it can always give Harry a safe and happy childhood...

But... her math is not as good as Dumbledore's math!

The old man actually played flowers with him directly, not only did he not pay for the alimony, but the content of the letter that Carl mentioned is also worthy of scrutiny!

...

"Miss Prince?"

"Huh? Sorry, I'm distracted..."

Lily stroked her hair and held out her hand again.

Vernon stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Lily, forcing himself to calm down. He had only seen such a shocking face on TV.

"It's getting late, I wish you a good dream! See you tomorrow!"

Lily smiled and gently pulled her palm back, then turned and left. She just moved here today, and there are still many things to do.

such as……

She returned to her home, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and walked to the oven, the time was just right.

It's another deliciously baked apple pie. The temperature of the freshly baked apple pie is amazingly hot. But Lily took it and walked out of the room again without feeling at all.

In addition to Dursley's house, she has a neighbor to visit.

"Boom boom boom..."

Not long after, Lily took the apple pie and knocked on the door of another house. Not long after, with a light click from the door lock, Arabella Feige walked away with a black cat. come out.

Mrs. Feige looked very old. She was wearing a fluffy hair net and a pair of thick plaid slippers on her feet. In her arms, the cat was licking its own fur and making gurgling noises.

"Good evening, Mrs. Feige. It's so late, I take the liberty to disturb you...

This is Clara~www.readwn.com~ Clara Prince, and I just moved here today. I baked some apple pie, just out of the oven, you must try it! "

Lily's smile seemed so contagious, and Mrs. Figg thanked her excitedly and invited her to sit in the house.

Lily smiled and agreed to her invitation and walked into the house. It was an old three-bedroom room with a knit cover on an unsuitable chair, and the air had a pungent cat smell.

Several cats with different coat colors are running around in a small room.

"Sorry, they seem a bit too lively today! Need something to drink?

Hey! Cher, Mr. Paw, you can't pull the sofa anymore! "

Mrs. Feige looked a little embarrassed, and she kept waving her hands trying to stop the cats who were chasing each other.

"Black tea is fine..." Lily looked at the room quietly, and when Mrs. Feige turned around, a bright red and blue rose appeared in her hands instantly...