Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 446: Euphemistic Retention

Ginny had confided to Ron what was going on in her mind after that little conflict with him in the corridor on the fourth floor.

His aunt and uncle would reject her just as they had rejected his father.

At the time, Harry just thought it was nonsense.

Moreover, he himself was not liked and excluded by the Dursleys.

But, until I returned to this home.

Harry realized that deep down, he also longed for the blessing.

Even if not, he doesn't want it to be exclusionary.

So, even though it was already June 6th, the day he was supposed to return to Sirius.

He still said nothing.

They just knew that he would go to his godfather's house until school started, just like last year.

Harry changed his clothes mechanically, opened the door and walked downstairs.

The sizzling sound and the aroma of grease made Harry realize that Dudley was up.

Dudley is in charge of breakfast these days.

If Aunt Petunia and the others hadn't forcibly refused, all three meals would probably have fallen into Dudley's hands.

Harry looked towards the living room and saw his Uncle Dursley, whose face had changed from round to angular, reading the newspaper - the Daily Mail delivered that morning.

Perhaps because of exercise, his face no longer had an unhealthy purple hue.

Uncle Vernon heard Harry's footsteps, as evidenced by the way he gave a sudden, awkward shift of his hips towards the TV.

Also identify who the owner of the footsteps is.

Harry couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. He finally realized from Uncle Vernon's tiny action that Uncle Vernon disliked him.

uh-huh!

The sound of a throat clearing came from behind Harry.

Harry quickly moved aside.

It's Aunt Petunia.

Perhaps it was because of the intimacy with his mother that came from his heart, or even deep in his heart, that he didn't even notice Aunt Petunia.

Harry actually guessed that the unconscious change in Dudley and Aunt Petunia's attitude might be related to the magic of love that Harry had truly mastered.

As for Uncle Vernon, who is not actually related to Harry by blood?
He just listens to his wife and loves his sons unconditionally, so it is understandable that he changes himself for them.

Ignored by Uncle Vernon and with Aunt Petunia's stiff smile, Harry stepped over Aunt Petunia's favorite Persian carpet and sat on the sofa on the left.

But Harry thought of one thing, that is, after developing the habit of fitness, Uncle Vernon, who had not eaten in the morning, had a slower reaction speed than usual.

Half an Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia was much easier to deal with than a whole Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.

Dudley was here too.

This might be a good opportunity - to tell them that he was engaged.

Sirius would pick him up before lunch today.

No matter how violently Aunt Petunia reacted, he would be gone in a moment.

So, in the silence of the three of them, Harry clasped his hands together and racked his brains to prepare his speech, "I'm getting engaged to Ginny, you know, the red-haired daughter of Mr. Weasley."

"No, shouldn't we introduce Ginny first?"

"And." Harry cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

However, Dudley came in waving his wand, with plates of fried eggs, bacon, and sandwiches revolving around him like the earth around the sun.

"My little Dudley!"

"You must be tired." Aunt Petunia's eyes were filled with tears, and she didn't know where to put her hands. "Yes, very manly!"

"The Dursley man!"

"I heard you joined Quidditch, right? And you're the ace of the team!"

"Gold will always shine wherever it shines!" Uncle Vernon looked Dudley up and down.

He managed to find masculinity in Dudley, who looked like a good wife and mother.

You know, Uncle Vernon has always believed that housework and cooking should be done by women.

So even if he listened to Aunt Petunia, he never helped in this regard.

"Well, hello Harry." Dudley waved his wand again, and the plate slowly landed on the chestnut table in front of the sofa.

And greeted Harry.

"Boy, do you know what Quidditch is?"

"Haha."

“Just like football, it’s a sport that only students who are good enough can join.”

"Why don't you let Dudley teach you?" Uncle Vernon raised his eyebrows and said to Harry with a smile.

"Dad, Harry is the captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, and they are the winners of the Quidditch Cup." Dudley leaned close to Uncle Vernon and whispered.

Uncle Vernon coughed and began to eat the fried eggs on the plate in front of him.

He ate with great concentration, as if he had never eaten anything so delicious before.

"Our Dudley is so popular in school that his classmates used their connections to get a Floo network opened for our family." Aunt Petunia pointed to a place that was supposed to be sealed off, where there should have been a fake coal-burning electric stove.

But now there was a hole there, and the black ashes showed that it had actually been used when the weather was still cold.

It's unbelievable that Aunt Petunia, who has a mysophobia, would install a fireplace in front of her beloved Persian carpet.

As Harry was amazed.

Aunt Petunia, who misunderstood Harry's expression, showed her long horse teeth proudly.

Apparently, she thought this gave Dudley a win over Harry.

Harry could also guess that during the time he was at home, Uncle Vernon and the others would probably never mention Quidditch again.

Harry finally understood why Dudley had looked so hateful before.

He should have thought of this a long time ago.

Faced with parents who gave him flattering compliments and never said a word to point out Dudley's shortcomings, it is understandable that Dudley was so annoying.

"Don't you know who will come to our house after you leave?"

"Cedric Diggory, Duliqui - ahem, Cedric's ancestor was the Minister of Magic, who is the more powerful British Prime Minister, like the Queen of England." Faced with Harry's silence, Aunt Petunia continued with a smile on her face.

Dudley, sitting on the sofa opposite, gave Harry an apologetic look.

So, Harry decided not to mention that his friend Draco's family once controlled a Minister of Magic, and Ron's father was the Minister of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the powerful department of the Ministry of Magic.

As Uncle Vernon grew more and more proud, Aunt Petunia continued to talk about all the influential classmates Dudley knew.

They will also come here to play (via the Floo Network) during the summer vacation.

Just when Harry was about to forget what he was going to say in the beginning.

He suddenly remembered Ginny's analysis of Aunt Petunia.

Only then did he realize that Aunt Petunia didn't reveal much pride in her eyes when she spoke.

Instead, she was watching Harry.

And Harry finally understood the real meaning of those words - many Hogwarts students will come to our house, do you want to stay?

(End of this chapter)