Chapter 145
There is no wind on Sunday morning.
Vernon ·Dursley looks very depressed in the morning. Even from the telescope, he can see the dark circles on his face very clearly. One can imagine how bad he is now. .
"Today is Sunday. There is no postman. It is estimated that Mr. Dursley may be able to relax and rest."
Joanne stood behind the telescope, watching the tired Mr. Dursley sitting Go to the chair for breakfast, and suddenly curl one's lip.
"Speaking of which, I feel a little strange. Mrs. Dursley was originally a family member of the wizard, why is she so resistant to the magic world."
"How can she resist?"
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Jon, who knew the reason for this, chuckled and explained: "Mrs. Dursley used to secretly use Lily's owl to write to Dumbledore. She actually wants to be a witch more than Lily. It’s a pity that Destiny always likes to tease people so much. She is just psychologically unbalanced, but she is not a bad person."
"Where is there a natural bad person? The so-called bad person is actually someone shaped by the acquired environment. That’s it."
"So? Do you think that the masters of the world are inherently kind?"
"Perhaps, not just human beings, in this world living lives that follow the rules, no Are they all born kind? Since they didn’t know anything when they were born, they just kept the biological instincts, and there is nothing wrong."
Joanne’s fingers on the telescope are light. Touch lightly: "Philosophically believes that any conscious lifeform will have a certain impact on the world. If life is good, then the world will change for the better. If the world is bad, then the world will go to destruction. The creatures have existed in this world for so many years, and the world still exists, so at least it can be proved that half of the people are good."
"What you said... makes sense, but this Who can explain this kind of thing? But...you just want to be happy."
The two ended their brief conversation and began to observe the breakfast opposite.
Accidents are always sudden. Joanne just saw Mr. Dursley from the telescope accidentally smearing jam on the newspaper, and then saw something swishly falling from the kitchen chimney, fiercely. It hit the back of Dursley's head.
Next, thirty or forty letters were shot out of the fireplace like bullets.
"I knew how the notifications from Hogwarts could be stopped. As long as Harry doesn't open the envelope for a day, these letters will continue to be sent, and there will be more and more."
"But where did these letters come from? I didn't see the owl either."
"Summoning Technique." There was no unexpected expression on Jon's face: "Isn't there a few left around How about a wizard? Before they evacuated, they must make use of it more, but how many wizards are left here?"
"Two, when I went in the morning, I only lived in Two houses a little farther away still have a wizard, and Mrs. Feige said that afterwards, the wizards here will be evacuated, and she is the only one who is staring here. By the way, Mrs. Feige should I saw it. I guess Dumbledore should know the news about you here now."
"Oh, if you know it."
Jon didn't change his expression and started thinking about it. Crazy looking for who Mrs. Feige is, and then after thinking for a while, I remembered that it was Dumbledore who secretly took care of Harry Potter's old lady Squib, and had several cats.
Anyway, Dumbledore will know what's going on here sooner or later. He didn't intend to hide it here. As long as Dumbledore asks, someone will tell him about his affairs. I only know now. I guess it didn't take it seriously.
"Professor Dumbledore should just think that I suddenly have a thought and boring. As long as Harry Potter doesn't have any trouble, Dumbledore won't care where and what I do."
"Okay Come on."
Joanne looked at the house opposite Mr. Dursley holding Harry’s waist and threw the man out of the kitchen. The family hugged their heads and fled into the corridor, and soon appeared in the living room. middle.
The pen in her hand quickly drew out two section lengths of English, and asked:
"Then what do you let me pack for?"
"The Dursley family will definitely want to change places. Of course, we are follow. My things are already packed. You can simply bring two clothes. It won't be too long on the road."
Jon looked at the Dursley's house in his field of vision, and Mr. Dursley had already pulled off the beard on his face. The whole person looked human yet not human, ghost yet not a ghost.
Joanne had already gone upstairs to Pack something. Jon called Anthony a few days ago and it finally worked. The reserved car and boat are already in place. I heard that it is also included. I have a new attendant, I heard that it is a newcomer to the company.
Aren't all the newcomers in the American companies? Where can people use it for themselves?
Jon suddenly remembered that he hadn’t contacted Anthony for nearly two months. Mr. Smith was on vacation and had enough time to help Jon with work. After all, there was no job to deal with. Jon’s job Managers do not eat plain rice.
The newcomer of the company looks very young, he should be a youngster who just came out of a university campus, and he is Asian.
"What's your name?"
"Young Master, Mr. Smith said to let me be your housekeeper, you just call me Rank."
"Butler?"
Jon passed the backpack in his hand, and then carried the small bag in Joanne's hand into the car. He didn't know that Joanne's bag could fit in a bigger bag. What?
"I don’t know what my dad told you when he sent you over, but don’t call me Young Master. I don’t like this title. You can call me Boss, Anthony they all call me that , And..." Jon turned his head and glanced at Joanne with a smile: "Trouble this sister, can you stop looking at me with such money-looking eyes? Are there flowers on my face?"
"No, my sister suddenly thinks you are mature and stable, especially attractive."
Jon don't go too far and get into the car.
"Boss, where are we going? Go directly to the pier?" Rank seemed to be reporting to work: "We have found the place you mentioned before. The boss who chartered the boat said, we the past A few days can go by at any time."
"Don’t worry, we still have things."
Jon glanced at Joanne, the latter returned him, "All are ready "'S eyes.
He pinched his watch, then watched a car drive out of Dursley's house.
"Okay, keep up with that car."