Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

"Of course, thank you for your hard work."

Fudge has remained silent ever since he was reprimanded by a Muggle.

Only now, when Dumbledore turned around, did he finally remember to fulfill his duties as minister.

Upon hearing this, Scrimgeour, the Auror's office director, nodded, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned to look at Penny's family and asked with a cold expression.

"And what about them? Were their memories also erased?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Vernon immediately hugged his son, who was as fat as a little whale, and said loudly and anxiously, "I will not allow you to tamper with my son's memories in any way!"

"That's perhaps not up to you, sir. Muggles are not allowed to know anything about the wizarding world," Scrimgeour said calmly, almost coldly.

Upon hearing this, Fudge smiled slightly and puffed out his chest.

He coughed and said reservedly.

"They don't need to for now, after all, they are Harry Potter's family and are considered permitted insiders."

Scringer nodded, turned and left, demonstrating the keen workplace sense that an excellent subordinate should possess.

This might be why he, with his rigid and conservative nature, was able to become the head of the Auror's office.

Penny and Vernon both looked rather grim.

In the mouth of this self-proclaimed Minister of Magic.

Their most private memories were preserved because they were part of the "Harry Potter" family, a privilege they were "honored" to have.

How could the ever-proud Vernon Dursley accept this!

Dumbledore remained silent, knowing that Fudge had said it on purpose to salvage the face he had just lost in front of the Muggles.

However, Dumbledore chose to acquiesce.

He has already "seen" everything.

That's why a faint sense of regret arose in Dumbledore's heart.

Perhaps he should have paid more attention to Harry over the years.

"Penny, when I entrusted that child to you, I never imagined you would treat him like this," Dumbledore said to Penny in a serious voice, his eyes filled with reproach and disappointment.

"He is, after all, your sister's only child..."

Upon hearing this, Penny, who was about to retort, froze for a moment.

Dumbledore shook his head, offering no further warnings, and instead looked at Fudge.

"How's the search for that child going?"

Fudge blinked and then waved behind him.

Soon, a short woman wearing a fashionable pink dress, whose face looked like a toad, walked over quickly with an exaggerated smile on her face.

"Dear Minister, and Headmaster Dumbledore, please allow me to report on the current progress of the search for that boy."

This woman's voice was so sickeningly sweet it was nauseating.

She didn't even glance at the Dursleys, as if they didn't exist.

A pair of burning eyes were fixed on Fudge, as if he were ready to sacrifice himself for the minister's orders at any moment.

Dumbledore frowned slightly this time, but quickly relaxed.

"Who is this?"

Upon hearing this, the woman, who resembled a toad, froze for a moment with her exaggerated and fake smile.

Fudge cleared his throat and introduced, "This is Ms. Dolores Umbridge, the new Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, a very capable and responsible lady."

"Headmaster, it's a pleasure to see you and Minister standing together, chatting happily. It reminds me of my time at Hogwarts," Umbridge said with a forced smile and a flattering tone.

"Really? That's wonderful," Dumbledore said with a smile. "I never imagined Hogwarts would have such an excellent student as you."

Umbridge blinked, and before she could figure out whether Dumbledore's words were sincere or sarcastic, Fudge steered the conversation back on track.

"Tell me, how's the search going? So much time has passed, why hasn't the child been found yet?"

Umbridge immediately replied in a humble tone, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, as you know, Harry Potter hasn't officially started studying at Hogwarts yet."

"So he had no wand, nor any tracking threads to keep track of his whereabouts."

"The Ministry of Magic's staff have been mobilized and are searching for him in the surrounding area. We believe the child can't have gone far, and we'll hear good news soon."

Upon hearing this, Fudge smiled with satisfaction and patted Umbridge on the shoulder encouragingly.

"You're so reliable at getting things done."

"This is all thanks to your teaching, Your Excellency Minister," Umbridge replied humbly.

But Dumbledore ignored them.

His gaze passed over the two men, his sharp eyes fixed on the distant zoo gate.

It was as if they had passed through the wall, directly searching for the whereabouts of the boy who had miraculously survived.

"I hope that child doesn't go too far," Dumbledore murmured.

Just as Dumbledore and Fudge turned to leave.

Suddenly, Penny's voice came from behind me.

"That child..."

"Hmm?" Dumbledore turned around and looked at Petunia.

"That child, he'll come back safely, right?" Penny's expression was incredibly complex, but she still asked the question.

Even Vernon Desley, who was standing next to him, didn't interrupt, and his expression was also somewhat strange.

After all these years, even if you've raised a dog, you should still have some feelings for it, right?

Dumbledore blinked, then smiled. "Of course, I think so."

Penny breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and composed herself. "For a moment today, I thought..."

"What did you think?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm overthinking it. That child reminds me of Lily," Penny said, looking down.

"Oh? Is that so?" Dumbledore said, surprised, then thoughtfully added, "This might be good news for someone."

.....

Xiaoyu is in a very bad mood right now.

She dialed the number for Old Man's Antique Shop, Uncle Dragon's personal number, and even the helpline for District 13, as well as Sheriff Black's private number.

Not a single person answered!

This unscientific!

At first, Xiaoyu didn't understand why they weren't answering their phones. But when she walked dejectedly to a store...

After seeing the time being broadcast on the television in the shop window.

Xiaoyu finally understood!

She somehow traveled from San Francisco in 1999 to England in 1991.

No wonder no one answered her calls.

What worried Xiaoyu even more was that even when she dialed her own home phone number, no one answered.

This led Xiaoyu to a bold guess.

Could it be that she not only traveled back 9 years, but also to a completely different world?!

This conjecture, though bold, seems logical and is currently the only explanation.

But Xiaoyu was still somewhat unwilling to give up.

In any case, she didn't want to go back to that stifling and oppressive home.

So Xiaoyu made a bold decision.

She's going to continue with her plans!

He embarked on a journey to London, where he sought an opportunity to board a plane and fly back to San Francisco.

She wanted to see for herself whether that old man's antique shop actually existed in San Francisco's Chinatown.

So Xiaoyu, with the change in her hand, quickly boarded a bus bound for London.

She didn't even pay the fare.

She originally intended to pay, but she slipped into the car so easily that the driver didn't even notice her.

So Xiaoyu decided to keep the little money she had left for emergencies...

Meanwhile, a large number of wizards from the Ministry of Magic were searching high and low near the zoo for the boy who was the savior of the magical world and had miraculously survived.

Xiaoyu has already set off for London!

He crossed his arms and leaned against the car window.

Xiaoyu looked at the scenery passing by outside the window with a very determined expression.

"Wait for me, Mom and Dad, Uncle Long, Dad... I will definitely find a way back!"