Chapter 821: Hogwarts Study Panel Chapter 354

She walked to the door first, and Harry followed behind her.

To be honest, this was a strange angle.

When Harry unconsciously hid himself behind Aunt Petunia's body, he actually felt a trace of peace of mind.

The door opened, and Aunt Maggie stood at the door.

She looked very much like Uncle Vernon, tall and big, with a sturdy build, a purplish face, and even a small mustache.

She carried a huge box in one hand and hugged a bad-tempered old bulldog in the other.

"Where is my Duda?"

Aunt Maggie asked in a loud, rough voice,

"Where is my darling nephew?"

Dudley waddled into the hall, his golden hair plastered flat on his fat head, and a butterfly-shaped bow tie almost hidden by his many chins.

Aunt Maggie shoved the box aside. Then she stretched out an arm to hug Dudley tightly and kissed him hard on the cheek.

The bad-tempered old bulldog stared at Harry, and Harry felt a bit creepy being stared at by it; he shrank his head.

This trick really worked; his view was blocked by Aunt Petunia's legs, and he couldn't see the fierce dog, so Harry's fear was reduced by more than half.

Soon they started drinking, and although Aunt Maggie kept pretending not to see Harry, this seemed to be because someone had made some requests to her.

But whenever it came to talking, she liked to compare Harry with Dudley, and her greatest pleasure was buying expensive gifts for Dudley while glaring fiercely at Harry, as if she were watching to see if he dared to ask why there was no share for him.

She also often hinted sarcastically why Harry had become such a useless person.

"Vernon, don't you ever blame yourself for this child becoming like this."

She said with a flushed face,

"If the things in the bones are bad, no one can do anything about it."

Harry tried hard to focus on eating, but he couldn't help his hands trembling, and anger burned on his face.

Don't forget the permission form, he told himself, think about Hogsmeade.

Don't say anything. Don't get up...

"This is a basic law of heredity,"

She said,

"It can often be seen in dogs. If the mother dog has problems, the puppies definitely won't be any better—"

Harry's face was already completely burning hot, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

He couldn't stop trembling.

Think about Hogsmeade—

"Maggie..."

"Maggie!"

Two voices sounded here at the same time.

But these voices were not as loud as the deafening sound coming from the door.

The door was opened somehow, and Aunt Maggie expanded like a balloon.

Her big, red face spread out, a pair of small eyes bulged out, and her lips stretched to both sides, pulled tight and unable to speak.

Then, a few buttons on her clothes popped off, hitting the wall with a bang—she kept expanding like a huge balloon, her belly snapped the belt of her clothes, and every finger was like it had been blown up, swollen like Italian garlic sausage...

"Maggie!"

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia shouted in unison.

Aunt Maggie's body rose from the chair and floated toward the ceiling.

"You can't do this! It is forbidden for young wizards outside of school to use magic!"

Uncle Vernon shouted in terror.

"My wand is my grandfather's."

This voice pulled Harry back to reality from his anger and confusion; he looked toward the door, and Sean was smiling slightly. ===== CHAPTER 822 =====