Hogwarts: Why do you call me the Demon King?

Professor Venda remained half a step behind Isaac, following behind him.

Inside the cabin, the Dursleys, along with Harry Potter, all heard the phoenix's cry.

Vernon's expression changed drastically in an instant.

Dudley Dursley looked at his parents with a bewildered expression.

"Did you hear that sound just now? It didn't sound like a seagull. What was that sound?"

Dudley looked terrified.

Let alone Dali, anyone else would be surprised to suddenly hear a sound they've never heard before in a desolate, remote place.

It was still a time to avoid disaster.

Normal people wouldn't feel curious; instead, they would feel fear.

The unknown is always humanity's greatest fear.

The next second, Vernon picked up the rifle and looked around warily.

Vernon was quite satisfied with the house, mainly because the location of this rock cabin was remote enough that those "unknown" owls might not... no, they definitely wouldn't be able to find it!

But now, looking at this drafty house again, he felt like crying.

This house has so many flaws, what should he guard against?

Isaac didn't let Vernon Dursley hesitate for long; he stood at the door and knocked directly on the wooden door of the cabin.

The wooden door of the rock cabin was not opened directly; half a minute later, Isaac knocked on the door again.

This time, there was finally a response from inside the cabin.

With a click, the door to the cabin opened a crack.

Isaac slowly opened the door and casually addressed Vernon Dursley, who was standing guard at the door, even aiming his gun at him:

“Relax, Mr. Dursley, we mean no harm.”

During the half minute that Isaac knocked on the door, Vernon Dursley imagined many different images of the person knocking.

Like vampires with bared fangs, werewolves covered in hair, ugly wizards wearing pointed wizard hats, or giants three and a half meters tall?

But he never expected that this uninvited visitor would be a woman with a child.

Vernon instinctively raised his gun, but his expression was no longer as wary as before. Then he noticed the clothes on Professor Venda and Isaac.

To be precise, it refers to the fabric of the clothes the two people were wearing.

The most fundamental difference between Tuofan Clothing Store and Madam Malkin's Robe Store lies in the fabric of their clothes.

As a luxury store in the magical world, all the fabrics used in the Transcendent Clothing Store are the kind that make you immediately tell that "this clothing must be very expensive".

As the sales manager of Groening, Vernon shouldn't pay too much attention to these details.

Although Vernon had not seen similar styles on the market, that did not prevent him from recognizing that the two were "of considerable wealth".

In the magical world, knowledge is power. But in Muggle society, money is an even greater power.

As a result, Vernon Dursley's attitude miraculously softened, at least not as hostile to Isaac and Professor Venda as before.

Isaac discovered that Professor Venda had no intention of negotiating with the Dursleys, so he had to "take care of it" himself.

“Mr. Dursley? Oh, this must be Mrs. Dursley, and Mr. Dursley Jr.”

And of course, there's Mr. Potter.

good afternoon."

When a well-dressed, elegant, and expensive young gentleman greeted Vernon, the sales manager's instincts made Vernon stand up straighter and casually reply, "Good afternoon."

The greeting slipped out, and immediately Vernon's expression turned somewhat grim.

Oh no, this will ruin all our momentum!

"Everyone, please relax a bit. How about we sit down and have a chat, Mr. Dursley?"

Isaac's sudden change of attitude made Vernon lose face, and he turned around with a stiff face to let Isaac and Venda pass.

This scene was witnessed by Harry Potter, who was standing nearby, and little Harry's eyes sparkled.

Wow, bro, you're so handsome!

Isaac glanced at Harry. Compared to his peers, or even compared to Isaac himself, Harry Potter was quite short.

It would be strange if Harry grew tall, given that he lived in a cupboard for a long time and suffered from malnutrition.

Although Harry was short, Isaac liked his eyes. Whether it was envy or anticipation, at least there was no numbness in Harry's eyes.

Not becoming numb means knowing how to resist.

For Harry's age, this is quite remarkable considering what he has experienced.

Isaac didn't mind the less-than-refined sofa in the cabin, nor did he care about the luxurious fabric of his clothes; he sat down casually.

Professor Venda wasn't so "carefree"; she simply stood behind Isaac.

This positioning made Vernon realize that in this big-small combination, the smaller one was actually in charge.

This child looks to be about the same age as my son!

Vernon knew perfectly well that Isaac and Professor Venda were from "that world," and Isaac's relationship with Professor Venda further solidified his stereotypes about the wizarding world.

Hmm...maybe it's not a stereotype.

Chapter 50 Arthas? No, it's Harry Potter!

Vernon glanced at Professor Venda for a while, and when he realized that she had no intention of paying attention to him, he could only look at Isaac.

"Listen up, kid! I don't care who you are, but get out of my house right now!"

You are not welcome here!

We don't want to have even the slightest contact with you!

Vernon spoke very forcefully, but Isaac sensed a hint of weakness beneath his tough exterior.

Indeed, if Vernon were truly that tough, would he have bothered hiding on this godforsaken rock?

Honestly, this place doesn't even qualify as an island.

"Don't rush, Mr. Dursley, we come with good intentions, you don't need to be so hostile towards us."

You see, I know you, but you don't know me.

Please allow me to introduce myself.

Isaac said "please allow" but he didn't actually need Dursley's permission. Similarly, Vernon Dursley said he wasn't welcome, but he didn't interrupt Isaac this time.

“My name is Isaac Waldorley, and I am a new wizard enrolled at Hogwarts this year. I also live at 12 Medway Street.”

Vernon's mind raced as he pondered the exact location of Medway Street. Just then, Mrs. Dursley whispered a reminder.

"In the suburbs of Hampstead Gardens, Medway Street... is the most expensive area in the area!"

The residences on Medway Street were truly reserved for the wealthy and powerful, and Isaac continued to enjoy Grindelwald's benefits.

You have to admit it's the older generation. Old Ge bought a house many years ago, which has saved Isaac a lot of breath.

Under the influence of money, Vernon Dursley's attitude became much more upright than before.

He suddenly realized something: it seemed that "freaks" like Harry didn't discriminate based on their background.

Isaac continued, "This gentleman next to me is the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts this academic year."

Professor Venda Rozier comes from the Rozier family.

You can think of the Rozier family as the aristocracy in your society, or even just one of the most powerful and wealthy among that small group of nobles.

Once Isaac explained it this way, Vernon understood, and he had no doubts about Professor Venda's behavior, because in his mind, nobles should be so arrogant.

Seeing that Vernon understood, Isaac spoke up: "I have come here on behalf of Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, to give Mr. Potter his magical enlightenment."

"Wait, wait!" Vernon Dursley hurriedly interrupted, "We haven't agreed to Harry Potter going to read your...Hogwarts yet!"

Are you sure you haven't made a mistake?

Seeing that Isaac seemed to be able to communicate, Vernon Dursley couldn't care less about the fact that Isaac was actually an 11-year-old boy.

He is now desperate to get his family out of these troubles and messes.

To be realistic, as a sales manager, Vernon is under pressure to meet targets. He can't stay on this rocky island forever.

He needs to go back to work, earn money, and support his family. Otherwise, where will he get the money for his son Dudley's private school tuition?

He adopted a firm stance, as is typical of his work, stating, "You cannot ignore the opinions of Harry Potter's guardians like this!"

His life doesn't need ghostly magic!

Isaac showed no impatience; on the contrary, he listened attentively to what Vernon Dursley had to say.

At least that's how Vernon saw it.

Isaac nodded slightly after Vernon finished speaking.

"Don't get agitated, Mr. Dursley. I understand your feelings, and what you say does indeed make a lot of sense."