Chapter 275

"Er... Excuse me, do you know how to get to Hogwarts?... I seem to be... Lost."

Obviously, this sudden sound is actually very untimely. Generally speaking, will someone choose to run to the window of a stranger's house to ask for directions?

Especially when the Dursleys were looking angry.

So when the voice suddenly sounded, the Dursleys and Harry all stared at the visitor with six pairs of eyes.

This is a woman who looks dusty. Her facial features are correct but slightly mediocre. She is wearing a faded printed T-shirt and light blue jeans. A long head of hair was tied hastily behind his back, but looking at the knotting of the lock, it is estimated that it has not been washed for some time.

Her skin looks very white, um... Or more accurately, pale. That malnourished complexion makes people worry about her health.

On the whole, this is a fairly young woman.

"Hogg... Watts?"

Harry's Uncle Vernon certainly didn't know the term - he never cared much about Harry, but aunt Penny knew it clearly.

"Oh! Owls don't come recently, but they come directly, don't they?" Aunt Petunia said with a fork on her waist.

"No, I don't know her either!" Harry argued immediately.

"I don't believe it," Aunt Petunia said immediately.

"I won't believe it either." Uncle Vernon immediately kept up with the rhythm.

"We know you're going to do something special again!" said Aunt Petunia.

"We all know, do you understand?" said Aunt Vernon.

You and I, the couple, were wordy, with a straight face and an unreasonable look.

"I said I wouldn't --" Harry said half of what he said. He seemed to finally realize that he and the Dursleys couldn't make sense, so he simply swallowed the second half.

"Oh, that's news to me." Harry's anger rose, and he simply choked the Dursleys.

Then, without waiting for the Dursleys to call him back, he turned and ran across the grass in front of the door, across the low wall of the garden and into the street.

"Oh, please follow me! If you want to know how to get to Hogwarts, I know a little."

Harry thought for a moment, then turned back and added to the woman, and then went straight ahead regardless of whether they followed or not.

He's in trouble again, he knows.

Although he had been successful for a while, he still had to face his aunt and uncle and pay the price for his rude words and deeds.

Even if so many wizards treat him differently in the magic world, in the Muggle world and in the Dursley family, he is still an ordinary boy who depends on others.

But now he can't control so much. He has more urgent things to consider in his mind!

Harry was sure that the explosion was made when someone's phantom was developing or moving. He has seen phantom development and phantom movement several times, although it seems that not every wizard will make a noise.

"Is it... The woman?"

Yes! Isn't that woman looking for Hogwarts? Then she must be a witch!

Thinking of this, Harry suddenly turned around and looked at Privet Drive behind him, but saw that the woman really followed. Harry couldn't help feeling more suspicious of her as she looked like she was talking and stopping.

"Why did you... Go to Hogwarts?"

Hogwarts was under the secret spell of "no plotting", which he remembered Hermione had mentioned. But in fact, the effect of this confidentiality is not strong. Muggles can never be found, but not for wizards.

"I'm going to... Find someone." the woman hesitated for a while before she answered.

"Who?" Harry asked.

"He..." the woman hesitated again and raised her mouth several times before making a voice. "He... I heard others call him Snape... Professor Snape."

"Ah?"

To tell you the truth, Harry has never had any good feelings for Snape - that guy is always aiming at him! God knows why! Just because he's a Gryffindor?

But now is not the time to think about that. The point is, what is this woman looking for Snape? Is it really looking for someone, or is it just an excuse?

"You just said you were lost? But why did you come to ask my aunt and uncle for directions?"

It's really strange that the woman suddenly came out to ask for directions just now. Now she is just an ordinary Muggle, and the Dursleys don't look like wizards. Why did she drill into the flowers to ask for directions?

Perhaps because of Voldemort's relationship, Harry's nerves have been tense recently. In this case, I can't help but think about it.

Asked Harry, turning again and moving forward. He almost didn't pay attention to the road under his feet. He was hesitant all the time. He even considered whether he should avoid to the right... Or to the left if the other party suddenly attacked him.

But he didn't expect that the woman's answer was so direct after all:

"... I didn't ask your aunt and uncle for directions. I asked you."

This made him feel at a loss.

Recently, he often shuffled around these streets with heavy steps, and his feet took him to his favorite place.

But now his feet stopped.

"To me?" Harry looked back again and asked warily, "do you know me?"

In the whole English magic world, there are several people who don't know you - Harry often heard people say that to him, but recently his hair has grown a little long, and the scar on his forehead should not be seen.

Although he knew he was famous, almost everyone had to see his lightning scar before they could recognize him. He hasn't met him yet. You can recognize him as Harry Potter just by looking at his face!

But he didn't know that after the publicity of the audio-visual meeting, many wizards really remembered his face. It's just that it's hard for him to get in touch with the magic world during the summer vacation. Recently, he has been worried about the situation of the Muggle world, which he didn't expect for a while.

"Yes... Your name is Harry, isn't it?" the other party looked carefully at his face as if he wanted to confirm it again. "I remember you... You're a student of Hogwarts."

She paused again, then hesitated, "can you tell me how to get to Hogwarts?"

Harry pursed his lips, thought for a moment and said, "the school is now in the summer vacation, and I can't go back to school... I think you can wait until the beginning of school."

Anyway, wait a minute! What else could he do except to try so hard?

"Oh."

The woman nodded, but she didn't mean to leave - did she really have any intention?

Harry didn't know what to do.

He turned around and walked on, but his whole body was tight. It seemed that the whole person was hard, and his walking posture became a little strange.

Should Hermione inform them? But now it's an emergency. He doesn't know how to get out, and how to inform them?

Speaking of Hermione and them, those good friends only replied to his letter once after the last audio-visual meeting, and the content of the letter also made him a little nervous:

"Sorry, Harry! I'm afraid we can't talk too much. We were told not to reveal anything important in case our letters were robbed. We're busy now. A lot has happened. We'll tell you when we meet next time."

But when can we meet? No one would give a specific date.

It's like Hermione scribbled on her birthday card: "I hope we can see you soon!".

But how fast is it?

Before that, although they often quarreled, at least Hermione and Ron wouldn't hide from him, and there was almost no contact.

Harry could tell from the clues revealed in their letter that Hermione and Ron were in the same place, probably at Ron's parents' house.

At the thought that they might be in the burrow, but he was bound in the small Huijin area and turned through the dustbin, he was very angry.

Because it was so annoying, he threw away the two boxes of chocolates from Duke bee candy store sent by Hermione and Ron on his birthday.

But that evening, when he was facing the dry salad his aunt brought him for dinner, he felt quite regretful.

"As for Marca..." Harry shook his head at the thought of that guy.

There is no doubt that Maka is good to all three of them. Although he rarely sends greeting cards or anything, every year on his birthday, Marca's gift will not be missing.

I believe that if he goes to Maka for help, the other party will not refuse - but it must be able to find him!

Harry couldn't help feeling lonely - of course, he was lonely since he was a child, but when he found a good friend at Hogwarts, he felt even more lonely once this happened.

He turned a corner and came to Mulan crescent street.

As he turned the corner, he glanced back quietly - the woman was still following him!

"What the hell is she going to do? Is she nowhere else to go? Or is it really me?" Harry couldn't help taking a deep breath, and his irritability and uneasiness made him want to touch the wand in his pocket.

"... is she... Voldemort's man? Is she a Death Eater?" he couldn't help thinking so.

Walking along the deserted street, he passed a narrow alley beside a garage. It seemed that he was here when he first saw his godfather.

Sirius, will you still be here?