Chapter 820: Maggie

Without stopping.

An owl broke into the tower again.

Such owls were not very special on this night.

Sean organized the gift boxes.

The Magic Hand Mirror lit up naturally.

The busy badger stopped baking its dessert and revealed a face instead.

"Sean..."

It was Jia Siting's voice, his eyes a bit red.

"Good evening."

Sean said.

"Happy birthday."

Jia Siting said.

Before his next sentence, Luo En, who had two chicken legs stuffed in his mouth, disappeared and turned into an excited red-haired wizard.

"Sean, I have to say... ah, everyone is here... Sean, it's really great to hear this news, happy birthday!"

Luo En's face was about to squeeze out of the screen.

"Just right, twelve-oh-two, will I be the first..."

Immediately after was Harry; seeing everyone there, he was startled at first, then excitedly chatted with everyone.

This was destined to be a wonderful night.

Sean watched as Nawei and Hemin also joined the chat, and he ate a cherry.

Hmm, it was sweet.

……

This was Sean's first time attending a party.

Although wizards were very willing to invite him to almost all parties, Sean had never attended any of them.

Most of the time, the status of magic in his heart was always unshakable.

But today was different; Professor McGonagall wouldn't allow him to step out of the villa.

Fred and George snatched a waiter's job from other wizards, and they held homemade charts in their hands, helping to point guests to the right seats.

Under a tree not far from them, a group of waiters in white robes and a band in golden-yellow jackets were sitting, incidentally distributing party gifts to the passing crowd.

In the center of the garden was a huge round table.

The food placed on it was as sumptuous as the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Sean could see huge pumpkins filled with steaming, fragrant pumpkin juice.

In the garden, bees and butterflies danced lazily on the grass and hedges.

On this day, the crowd faded from clear images in Sean's eyes, and the world was more like some shadowy gentleness.

So blurriness became a certainty, and time flowed in places Sean didn't know.

July 31st.

Sean, holding "Dream Stories," put down the book.

He cast his gaze to a distant place; on Privet Drive in London, his magical creations had discovered some special wizards.

"Will."

Sean said.

"At your service."

A short goblin popped out from somewhere.

"Go to London."

Sean said.

Will placed his hand on Sean's arm, and both disappeared from the spot at the same time.

When they appeared again, the stone floor of Hogwarts Castle had turned into an asphalt road.

The brass plate at No. 4 Privet Drive shone in the sun.

Sean cast his gaze into the villa.

There, there was a boy with a scar on his forehead.

"Remember? Potter. Maggie knows nothing about those strange things of yours, and I don't want any—any strange things to happen while she is here.

You at least behave yourself for now, understand?"

Uncle Vernon said with tense nerves.

"Okay."

Harry agreed without hesitation.

Although Aunt Maggie's arrival was the worst birthday gift he had received, he still agreed.

He had to go to Hogsmeade, go with his friends—they had made a deal.

He imagined Aunt Maggie's appearance, and at the same time imagined whether she might have changed as well.

Aunt Maggie, she was Uncle Vernon's sister.

Although she had no blood relationship with Harry, Harry had always been forced to call her "Aunt."

She lived in a house in the countryside with a large garden and kept many bulldogs.

She didn't often live on Privet Drive because she couldn't bear to leave her precious dogs, but every visit left Harry with a terrifying impression that was still fresh in his memory.

At Dudley's fifth birthday party, Aunt Maggie hit Harry's calf hard with her cane to prevent him from winning over Dudley in a musical statue game.

A few years later, she appeared at Christmas, bringing Dudley a computer-controlled robot, while giving Harry a box of dog biscuits.

The last time was the year before Harry went to Hogwarts, when Harry accidentally stepped on the paw of her precious dog, Li Pi.

Harry was chased by the dog to the garden outside and climbed a tree; Aunt Maggie didn't call the dog back until after midnight.

To this day, Dudley still laughed until tears came out whenever he thought of this.

She was a thoroughly heartless, bad thing.

Even Jia Siting evaluated her this way.

In the blink of an eye, the crunching sound of gravel being crushed came from outside, Uncle Vernon's car slowly turned into the driveway, then the car doors slammed shut, and footsteps walked along the garden path.

"Let's go."

Aunt Petunia said to Harry in a low voice. ===== CHAPTER 821 =====