Chapter 1420

Persuading the Dursleys to move over wasn't actually very easy.

Even if they said it was good, the Dursleys all felt they were being lied to.

For the past two days, the Dursleys sometimes put their luggage in the car, and sometimes angrily took it back out.

When Harry went downstairs, he saw Uncle Vernon venting his temper.

When he saw Harry, his face revealed a difficult expression.

"Are you really not joking? You really don't want my house?"

"How is that possible? My assets are enough to buy several houses here, how could I possibly want your house?"

Harry said irritably.

Vernon awkwardly wanted to indicate that having money didn't necessarily mean he wouldn't want their house.

But it was clear that he had already determined that Harry shouldn't want his house.

But he still said with difficulty: "Then, what about Darren? Why doesn't he come to explain it to us?

If he said it, I would believe it, I won't believe you... forget it, just tell me, when is he coming?"

Harry was speechless.

"I remember I told you, he went to find a house for you..."

"Yes, but isn't the house already found now?"

"But he still has to arrange for others to go first, because they have already agreed to move, unlike you all..."

Harry said speechlessly.

Vernon was a bit unhappy.

Muttering about how his attitude toward moving was bad and so on.

"Anyway, I don't care, only when Darren comes to tell me will I move!"

"He will be here soon, he wrote to me, it's these two days."

Harry said wearily.

Bickering with the Dursleys was really physically draining.

He rubbed his head, wanting to return to his room.

But the doorbell rang.

Harry thought, who could it be?

Then he opened the room door.

Outside the door were Darren, Hestia, and Dedalus.

Harry was pleasantly surprised.

"Are you here to take me away?"

Harry said excitedly.

Darren nodded.

Harry was just about to say something.

He saw Uncle Vernon had already rushed to Darren's front.

Darren seemed to have a headache facing him as well.

But Darren immediately politely greeted Uncle Vernon.

Then he took several documents out of his bosom.

He handed those to Uncle Vernon.

"Uncle, this is the property and a small company I prepared for you over there.

I know your dream is to open a company of your own...

The equipment for this company has just been bought, employees haven't been recruited yet, the boss is you, I think, you should be able to make it very good, right?"

Uncle Vernon looked at those documents, his breathing became rapid.

Darren then looked at Aunt Petunia.

He gave her a few cards.

"Here is your pocket money, and local membership courses.

And your favorite club... you can chat with a bunch of ladies, show off your assets."

Aunt Petunia's eyes were almost red with excitement.

Finally, Darren looked at Dudley.

"Cousin, here is the local sports school, I noticed, you seem to like these very much.

Also, I've already moved your best friend Piers' family over.

But I must tell you, it's fine for their family to come in and out of the small town, you cannot go out with them.

You must wait until my brother and I are victorious before you can come out.

If we die, you will stay in that small town for a lifetime...

Of course, if we die, you probably wouldn't want to leave that small town either. Voldemort hates Muggles the most, he wants to clean up all Muggles.

At that time, it won't just be you not going out, perhaps many people will run there."

Darren said with a smile.

The Dursleys didn't say anything for a while.

Finally, at the end.

Darren moved all their luggage from the house to the car, he said softly: "Go, thank you for raising my brother!"

Uncle Vernon made a hmph sound from his nose.

He opened his mouth.

Finally he said: "If you are willing, if, after the war ends, you can live in my house... of course, Harry Potter can too!"

"Thank you."

Harry was a bit flattered.

Then Uncle Vernon walked out of the house.

When he sat in the car, he discovered that Dudley and Petunia hadn't moved.

"You, what are you doing? Why aren't you going?"

Dudley suddenly asked.

"We are going to deal with Voldemort..."

"But you are also children!"

Dudley's chubby face was somewhat puzzled.

Dedalus revealed an expression of worship.

He said: "Darren and Harry are our main figures, of course they have to fight with us..."

"Fight!"

Aunt Petunia shrieked.

Hestia said as a matter of course: "Of course, they have already fought many times."

"But they are still children!"