Chapter 89 The scumbag will explode (please pre-order ~ fourth update ~)

There was nothing Harry hated more than the month before summer vacation.

He couldn't cast a spell.

Advanced potions also require the use of magic power.

He can't do anything.

He could only read theoretical books, so Professor Flitwick sent him a batch with an enclosed letter, hoping that he could go to the Burrow this year and enjoy a happy summer vacation.

But Professor Flitwick's expectations were dashed.

The Weasley family won the "Daily Prophet" grand prize and received a huge compensation from Malfoy. They decided to go to Egypt in the last month of summer vacation - when Harry finished his confinement at his aunt's house, and warmly invited Harry

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Harry didn't agree.

He would rather train with Professor Flitwick, as he still has a lot of room for growth.

Penny let out a light sigh, cut the fried fish into small pieces with her knife, and said in a gentle tone, "What should a man do?"

He meets Harry and sees magic.

Harry apologized insincerely: "Sorry, I was dizzy and saw it wrong."

"You are taking revenge on me, Mr. Potter." The conductor supported his waist and stood up, "I will give you a surprise when you sit again next year."

The bed that was thrown out by Yennefer and almost hit her head, she nodded with lingering fear: "It's fine with one person, but if it's with multiple people, it's really dangerous."

Harry continued: "Lions have round pupils, and vertical pupils like this are cats or snakes."

"Can you change it to another one?"

Flitwick said expressionlessly: "No."

Fenon and Petunia looked horrified.

Dudley was curious.

"Hey, I'm not your luggage." The conductor bared his teeth and expressed dissatisfaction.

"I also held the hands of four little girls."

Dudley's attitude toward Harry changed the most.

A month goes by very quickly.

"A lion's pupils are really round."

"Except for the weapons he produced."

Penny listened with great interest.

He felt that his world view was somewhat broken. According to Muggles, wasn't a lion a cat?

Harry ignored him, feeling that he had recovered a little, and dragged his luggage towards Godric's Hollow.

"Professor, now is not the time to relax, and you know that, Tom." Harry shook his head and dragged his suitcase.

Harry continued: "He likes to fall in love with students. Like you, he also fell in love three times in one semester."

"Really?" The conductor was a little unconvinced. He took out his wand and turned the chocolate in his hand into a Gryffindor House badge. He observed it carefully and his tone became surprised, "Really!"

Half a day later.

Hermione finally remembered that there was something called a "telephone" in this world. They could communicate by phone, which was convenient, fast, and clear.

Harry was kind and slowly raised his fist from the table, raised it to Dudley's eyes, and suddenly opened his fingers: "Bang, it exploded like a firework."

Harry dropped his suitcase off the Knight Bus with the conductor.

Dudley was stunned.

Hedwig is not very busy this summer vacation.

Dudley's face turned pale: "Love... is love such a terrifying thing?"

"It's useless, but the wizards think it's a provocation." Flitwick said this with some regret, "An inhuman race still wants to have a wand."

Harry thought back.

Dudley's face turned paler.

"No!" Fenon glared, wanting to explain, telling his old love story to correct his son's concept, "My dear Dudley, you have to know that men..."

The "Horcrux" was like a huge stone, weighing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Dudley had no specific impression of "teacher-student love" yet, and his eyes were still enthusiastic: "Then what? How did it go?"

Flitwick stopped talking, sighed, and muffled what he wanted to say in his drink.

Harry's expression changed: "Is it the Knight Bus again?"

"A man must be single-minded." Fenon immediately changed his face and said seriously, "Harry is right. If you are half-hearted in love, it will really explode."

Petunia swallowed hard: "Lily never told me that Hogwarts would be so dangerous."

until…

He never believed such nonsense before. How could such a good person suddenly explode?

"Harry, I think we need to take a few days off." After a glass of whiskey, Flitwick suggested, "You only have a month off..."

"Don't scare Dudley, he's different from you freaks." Fenon twisted his body and stabbed the fried fish hard with his fork.

Flitwick came to pick up Harry on time. He looked up at his student and sighed: "Harry, you should go on a good trip to relax."

Same old, have a drink at the bar.

Fenon frowned: "Scum, scum! Can't there be some normal people among those weird guys like you?"

Flitwick shook his head: "His life was not easy. After you reported it last time, he was confiscated. That was a big surprise."

"Professor, I don't need much rest time." Harry said seriously, "I haven't touched magic at my aunt's house for a month."

He felt that he had to ask Dumbledore for another month's salary, a double salary!

"How's Legnac doing?" Harry asked.

This summer vacation is not too difficult.

Hedwig was very satisfied with this. When she was free, she often chased Petunia all day long, asking her to cook owl rations for herself.

The young boy had a shadow in his heart that he could not even solve arithmetic problems.

"I also found a lot of weapons, armor, and even half a wand that he had hoarded a long time ago."

The Dursleys' attitude towards him has improved a lot.

The conductor was stunned.

"I even almost kissed one of them, if it wasn't for that damn teacher..."

"Harry, did you fall in love at that school?" Dudley took the knife and fork and tried to look as graceful as possible, "I've already had it three times."

"I'm not kidding." Harry took his hand back, "It really exploded."

Flitwick raised his wand.

"You know me?" Harry tilted his head back.

"You remind me of one of my professors." Harry said softly as he swallowed the fried fish in his mouth.

"It exploded." Harry said simply and to the point.

The conductor pointed at his own eyes: "Lion-like eyes, easy to identify."

Dudley shivered.

"Half a wand?" Harry wondered, "What's the use of that?"

Every mother is happy to see her son show off his charm.

"I suggest you re-enroll in school." Harry said in a sincere tone.

Although he didn't dare to disturb Harry when he was reading, he showed enthusiasm during the meal and asked if there was any potion that could make him more handsome.

"He should still be alive, right?" Harry was a little worried.

Flitwick nodded: "Of course, he is still alive and his life is even better. With the help of the Ministry of Magic, he opened a blacksmith shop."

He bit hard on the word "help".

"That's great." Harry nodded, "I've been hoarding a lot of materials."
Chapter completed!