Harry Potter: Super Magic God

　　 Chapter 62 A Bad Life

　　 After Harry came back from the station that day, when he knocked on the door, Dudley opened the door as if he had seen a ghost. In the house, he yelled crazy, smashed doors, knocked on the floor, slammed things, cried and made a lot of noise, and even brought his uncle and aunt together.

　　 In the end, Uncle Vernon grabbed his suitcase and locked it in the small black cabinet under the stairs. Then, like a monster, he let Harry in.

　　 Then they made a lot of regulations, not allowing Harry to mention anything about Hogwarts in front of them, and they even forbid Harry to mention the word magic.

　　 They didn't allow Harry to go out, or Harry to make appointments with friends. Poor Hedwig was locked in a cage as soon as he walked in. Harry could only secretly let him go out for a while at night.

　　 But every time he was spotted by his uncle's family like a night owl, it caused a flutter, and then the whole family went into battle to scare Harry.

　　God knows, they don’t sleep at night? All of Harry's luggage was locked in the cabinet under the stairs, and the only training he could do now was meditation. And he did spend most of his time on it, and I don't know if he spent enough time, or the meditation that George chose really suits him, or both.

　　 He has initially felt the benefits of meditation, at least it has made him very energetic. He has chosen to let Hedwig go out late at night every day, so that he will be discovered by his uncle's family every time. Harry even suspected that the whole family was watching him.

　　 Thinking of what happened in the morning, Harry was still a little angry, of course he was mainly angry with himself, "I was so stupid that they would remember my birthday, which is really ridiculous."

"George should remember that he is always so organized. I don't know if Hermione and Ron will remember that they had gone crazy during the summer vacation and didn't send me a letter." Harry was bored and cramped. In the attic.

　　Uncle Vernon is going to invite important guests to dinner today. Harry must stay in the house and pretend he doesn't exist.

　　 They have been talking about it for two weeks. The rich builder and his wife will attend a dinner at Uncle Vernon’s house tonight. They may order a batch of drilling rigs from Uncle Vernon's company. If successful, this huge transaction will give Uncle Vernon a lot of money.

　　 They even made the attribution of this income in advance, and they plan to buy a villa in Macjoka.

　　 Harry had heard the door opening downstairs, he dared not make a noise. Because he knows that if he speaks out, Uncle Vernon's family will jump around again, and they will definitely blame the business failure on him, which is not good for him.

"Maybe I should move out." Harry hugged his head and thought. "The five thousand pounds sent by George is enough for me to use it for a long time. If I only leave school during the summer vacation, maybe I can use it. To graduation."

This sudden thought made Harry very excited. He began to calculate his daily expenses, "I can’t eat much at Uncle Vernon’s house. Based on the six summer vacations, it’s only a year at most. Thousand pounds is enough for me to graduate."

But then, Harry grabbed his hair again and fell dejected. "I'm only twelve years old. No landlord will rent me the house. They see me alone, they will call the police immediately and let Vernon and the others come and pick it up. I."

　　 Britain is a developed modern country. Even in 1992, the protection and care of minors has been very strict. If someone else sees that a 12-year-old child lives alone, someone will call the police immediately.

　　 The guardian will get into lawsuits, and Harry will be sent to the orphanage. This is not what he hopes, although the orphanage is not worse than Uncle Vernon's.

　　 It is for this reason that Uncle Vernon’s family has not allowed Harry to interact with other people since he was a child. They hated Harry, but as legal guardians, they didn't have the guts to send Harry to the orphanage. They had to pretend to take care of Harry.

　　 If they plan to be good citizens and decent people, they must pretend that they have noble qualities and that they are willing to take care of the children of their deceased relatives.

　　 This is what a gentleman, a decent family, a family who wants to climb up must do. While they hated Harry, they had to take care of Harry at the same time, and they were even more afraid of being seen through this idea, afraid of being seen that they were not a decent person. Fear of being seen by others, their vicious hearts had no noble qualities, which made them hate Harry even more.

　　 Harry listened boredly to the sounds downstairs, while dreaming about what Hermione and Ron were doing. He missed them so much, even though they did not write to him, and forgot his birthday. He still wanted to open Hedwig’s cage immediately and let it send letters to Ron and Hermione, telling them how much he missed them now~www.readwn.com~ The summer vacation has been a few weeks, Ron and Hermione There has been no news, and Harry feels like he has lost contact with the magic world. He can't even play tricks on Dudley.

　　 If it weren't for a letter from George around him, he sometimes thought that the Hogwarts experience was just a dream. Now all his luggage, wands, brooms, spell books, and all his connections with the magic world are locked in a secret cabinet under the stairs.

　　 It makes him very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. He is eager to get the attention of friends more than ever.

　　 Things are not as bad as the previous eleven years, but he has gained friendship and happiness. He can no longer live like himself before, accepting all terrible things. He has vitality and vitality. He needs to live a normal life, he needs to live happily.

　　 He has seen the light, he can't go back to that cold and dark cabinet that makes people crazy.

　　 Suddenly, Harry almost yelled, and a monster appeared on the bed. An ugly and terrible little monster with two big ears like bats, and a pair of protruding green eyes occupying two-thirds of the face.

　　 "It's ugly." Harry suddenly thought that these were the eyes that peeped at him in the garden in the morning.

　　 "What do you want to do?" The training he had received caused Harry to react quickly. He quickly backed up and assumed a defensive posture. Seeing that the monster was not attacking, he grabbed the chair again.

　　 The monster jumped out of the bed carefully and bowed humbly, almost touching the carpet with his slender nose. Harry noticed that it was wearing an old pillowcase with a few openings on it~www.readwn.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at~www.mtlnovel. com~ mobile phone users please go to read.