Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

Although Aunt Penny was very emotional when she spoke.

But Harry wasn't really moved, and he didn't even know how to respond.

Just like she said, it's too late to apologize now, it's too late.

Arguing about right and wrong in the past becomes meaningless.

The suffering Harry has endured over the years cannot be compensated by a simple apology; the more you say, the weaker it seems.

So after offering a few words of comfort to Aunt Petunia, he hurriedly left with Dumbledore.

Harry only relaxed a little after they got out onto the road and gradually moved away from the Dursleys.

"What are you thinking about, Harry?" Dumbledore asked, turning his head to look at the silent Harry with his head down.

"Huh?" Harry looked up at Dumbledore, his eyes clear and unwavering. "I was thinking about the breakfast I didn't finish this morning."

To be honest, Harry only ate one steak this morning and wasn't full at all. He's still growing and has a big appetite, and now he's hungry.

However, Harry was actually lying.

He was actually worried about whether Dumbledore had noticed he used the Golden Light Charm, and how he should answer if asked...

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore paused for a moment, slightly taken aback.

To be honest, Harry's reaction was very different from what Dumbledore had imagined.

The child seems overly calm.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, then said, "Don't you have anything you'd like to ask me?"

Hearing this, Harry looked up at Dumbledore, who had an encouraging expression, and asked without hesitation.

"Do you have a younger sister, Principal?"

Dumbledore: "..."

Dumbledore's expression froze instantly, and he remained silent for a long while.

Seeing this, Harry quickly said, "I meant to ask, do you have any siblings? How are you with them?"

Dumbledore's gaze toward Harry became more complicated, but he knew Harry meant no harm.

"I have a younger brother and a younger sister, but our relationship... isn't very good," Dumbledore answered truthfully.

Harry then asked, "So, would you treat their children harshly just because you don't get along with them?"

Dumbledore fell silent once more. He slowly shook his head, his gaze deep. "Of course not. On the contrary, I will do my best to make amends for my past mistakes."

Harry then said, "So what did I do wrong? I just think it's fine for me to maintain the current relationship with my aunt and uncle's family."

Polite yet distant, without disturbing each other.

Dumbledore was speechless for a moment.

.....

Actually, if this had happened a month ago, Harry might have been somewhat moved, but now he's completely unaffected.

Even if the Dursleys treat him well now, can it compare to how Jackie Chan treats Harry, a complete stranger?

Could anyone be better than Harry's father, who meticulously taught him, cast a protective spell on his soul, and silently protected him?

If none of those compare, then what could possibly move Harry?

innocent

Seeing the headmaster's seemingly downcast mood, Harry wondered if he had said something wrong, and instead began to comfort Dumbledore in a kind and understanding way.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I think we should let bygones be bygones. We all need to move on, don't we?" Harry said sincerely.

Seeing Harry actually comforting him, a smile flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. "Yes, you're right, Harry. I think if you were in my position, you would have done a better job than me."

Harry was now a little embarrassed.

Actually, he's not that great. He learned these words from Uncle Long, who is very good at reasoning.

At the same time, Harry was also a little curious.

Could it be that this greatest white wizard also had a bad relationship with his family? How bad was it?

"By the way, I have another small question." Dumbledore clearly didn't intend to talk much about his family, and instead asked seemingly casually.

"Harry, where did you learn the spell you used to protect your cousin?"

They're here! They've definitely arrived!

Harry thought to himself that he knew Dumbledore must have seen it, and that his Golden Light Charm had just arrived in time to protect Dudley's face.

Dumbledore would surely be curious as to how a freshman who hadn't even enrolled learned the spell.

But Harry had no intention of revealing his identity to Dumbledore.

It's not that I don't trust the principal or worry that he might harm me.

Harry just felt that there was no need for too many people to know about his soul swap with Jade.

In addition, Harry felt that he should ask his father for permission before telling anyone else the Golden Light Charm.

"Yes, it was Professor Snape. He gave me a lot of books, and I saw it in one of them," Harry said, telling a little lie.

"Hmm? Is that so?" Dumbledore hummed softly.

Harry nodded, but was also a little worried that Dumbledore would ask him to cast the spell again. What should he do?

Fortunately, Dumbledore seemed to be asking casually and did not intend to pursue the matter further. Instead, he stopped just before reaching the community park where Harry and Dudley usually played.

"Alright, Harry, I think we should call it a day... Thank you for walking and talking with an old man like me."

"But I think you'd rather go back to Diagon Alley for breakfast, right?"

Harry said shyly, "Actually, I'd be happy to chat with you."

Before he could finish speaking...

Harry's stomach protested, and Pyrrho sneezed with fire, spitting out a small wisp of flame.

Harry awkwardly pressed his stomach.

You're such a disappointment!

Dumbledore laughed, and Harry, seeing this, also laughed sheepishly.

"Then let's go back. We'll see each other again when we get to school." With that, Dumbledore stretched out his arm, gesturing for Harry to grab it.

Harry quickly grabbed Dumbledore's arm, and then, he felt that same squeezing sensation all over his body as if he were being stuffed into a water pipe!

When Harry opened his eyes again, he was back in his room at the Leaky Cauldron.

Dumbledore stood still, waved to Harry, and vanished in a flash.

They left decisively and cleanly.

Now Harry was the only one left in the room.

Harry looked around and then breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, he felt a little nervous when he looked into Dumbledore's eyes.

Harry went to Hedwig, who had been woken up, gave her some food and water, and comforted her.

"I'm sorry, it's not that I didn't want to take you, but you need to sleep, don't you?"

As Harry gently stroked Hedwig's feathers, he wondered how he was going to get through the next three days of school.

After thinking for a while, Harry decided to go downstairs for a big meal first, and then ask Old Tom where he could buy the materials he needed.

There are two kinds of magical charms that Harry's father taught him.

A device that can store magic and release it to attack enemies once activated!

Another type is a talisman for repelling dark creatures, which can be placed in various places to prevent dark creatures from approaching.

Harry decided to prepare some of both charms in advance, in case they came in handy at Hogwarts.

Thinking about this, Harry regretted not asking Dumbledore about the school earlier. But then again, he figured there shouldn't be any trouble with new student enrollment...

Hmm, probably not.

Then Harry saw the pile of books on the table and slapped his forehead. Oh right, he almost forgot the task Professor Snape had given him.

Can he finish reading these books in three days?

It's probably not going to work out...

Harry walked over, glanced at the mountain of books, and sighed.

From this perspective, he might as well have stayed at the Dursleys' house. Why should he go back to his own world and have to study hard?

Actually, he wasn't that fond of studying...