aircannonsinc Chapter 124 Old acquaintance
Chapter 124 Old acquaintance
Although Petunia and Vernon did not work in the government, they were still in awe of the names that often appeared on TV and the people who were obviously top-secret government personnel.
"Excuse me, has Harry done anything wrong? I guarantee that except for him, everyone in this room is the most loyal supporter!" Vernon listened selectively to the visitor's words, and he even tried to show off his loyalty in a self-righteous manner.
Harry hid behind the door when he heard his name. He thought it was the Ministry of Magic until he heard Campbell's name and knew it was Aphrodite who came to save him again.
Harry thought that he might never be able to leave Aphrodite for the rest of his life.
"Sir, Lord Campbell is a classmate of Mr. Potter. Does Mr. Potter live here?" The female officer had lost her patience with the Dursleys, and her cold tone showed her impatience.
Vernon awkwardly opened the door wider, revealing Harry behind it. When the female officer saw Harry, her smile became more genuine.
"Mr. Potter, this is what Lord Avro asked me to give you." She took out a folded note from the lining of her suit and handed it to the somewhat embarrassed Harry.
Harry took the note trustingly and opened it after walking to a deserted place to make sure no one else would see it.
The familiar handwriting on the note told him to leave with the female officer without worry, as she was waiting for him in the car.
"When did you get to know the Campbell kids?" Vernon showed his hospitality and helpfulness for the first time. He enthusiastically helped Harry lift the box and walked towards the neatly parked cars on the roadside. He also asked about their relationship.
Harry snatched the suitcase from his hand, and without even looking at him, he got into the black car whose door the female officer opened for him.
Of course he knew what Uncle Vernon was thinking. He just wanted to use him to introduce his good son to Afro and to get in touch with Campbell's connections.
Vernon would not have the crazy idea of becoming related, but being related would help his career and Dudley's studies to develop better.
Harry would never do what they wanted!
Vernon, with an unwilling look on his face, was blocked outside by the car door, which not only blocked him, but also his future.
After seeing Vernon's expression, Harry's depression became much more cheerful.
"How is it? Are you happy?" Afro, who had been sitting in the car waiting for Harry, took off his sunglasses, revealing the face that Harry had been thinking about day and night.
"Aphrodite!" Harry's heartbeat was so happy that it seemed to be about to jump out of his chest! The smile in his eyes flowed to his lips, revealing his neat and white teeth.
"It seems that your uncle is still unwilling to give in." Afro's eyes passed over Harry's shoulder and fell on Vernon who was bending over and constantly knocking on the car window.
The female officer sitting in the co-pilot seat heard what Afro meant and tapped her wrist a few times. Vernon's workplace received a warning letter from the government.
"I'm helping you vent your anger!" Afro reached out and dropped her hand onto Harry's frizzy black hair, rubbing it a few times like stroking a big dog.
Harry hummed with satisfaction in his throat, and then turned his head to the window embarrassedly.
"Afro, how do you know that I..."
"It's news from Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic."
"Ministry of Magic? Dumbledore?"
Harry's eyes widened in shock, he had just sent Aunt Marge to heaven, and the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore got the news, and Afro arrived so timely.
Wasn't she here for herself, or would he be fired?
Afro waited for a long time but Harry didn't say the second half of his sentence. She turned her head to look at Harry who was curled up in the corner. His stubborn alopecia hung down behind his head. Its owner exuded a sad and aggrieved aura.
I don’t know what suddenly hit Afro’s funny spot, and she burst out laughing.
"Okay, don't worry." Afro rubbed over, her arm pressed tightly against Harry's arm, and her warm body temperature was transmitted through the clothes.
“They won’t fire you.”
"Why?" His eyes revealed confusion and doubt. He stared at Afulo with his brows slightly furrowed, as if thinking about why Afulo said that.
Afro was in a playful mood. She supported her chin with one hand, her expression became solemn and meaningful, and her eyes looking at Harry were full of unspeakable meaning. Harry's heart, which had just been relieved, could not help but rise again. His throat became a little tight, and he kept swallowing his saliva.
"Is my case serious?" His voice was hoarse and he sounded nervous.
Seeing that Harry was nervous because of her appearance, Afro leaned back in the chair contentedly and kicked Harry's leg with her knee.
"Just kidding! It's nothing. You are the savior of the Ministry of Magic now, and Fudge is not stupid!"
savior?
Harry became even more confused after hearing Afro's explanation. He scratched his messy hair and became more unruly. He smiled awkwardly.
"You are the savior predicted by the prophecy, so he will not make things difficult for you."
Afro put it another way, and Harry finally understood the reason. In fact, he never regarded himself as a savior, he was just Harry.
If we have to say what his identity is.
Harry's deep eyes reflected the figure of Afro who was leaning on the car window to look at the scenery. The burning emotions seemed to wrap around her figure and burn her.
He would rather be her knight.
The tranquility in the car was interrupted by the sudden sound of brakes. The car stopped suddenly and with great inertia, it sent the rose that Harry had been longing for into his arms.
Afro, who happened to turn around and wanted to talk to Harry, bumped into a hard chest.
The sound of bones colliding and the pain that followed made Afro's eyes misty. Harry didn't bother to ask why the car stopped suddenly. He dug out the fluffy little head from his chest and blew gently twice on the red and swollen forehead.
"I'm sorry, Lord Campbell," the driver apologized nervously, "a black dog suddenly jumped out in the middle of the road."
Hearing the voice, Afro sat up straight and looked through the windshield at the black dog squatting in the middle of the road. The thin body and familiar eyes reminded Afro of a person he had seen not long ago.
Isn't this Sirius? Why did he come here?
Smelling Harry's scent, Sirius, who had been chasing him all the way, squatted in front of the car. He was sure that his godson was in the big block of iron!
and many more!
Sirius, disguised as a black dog, sniffed. There was a faint and familiar smell in the air.
I seem to have smelled it somewhere before?
Sirius' Animagus shape is extremely tall, and although he looks like a dog, he looks about the same size as a wild wolf!
Even when squatting on the road, he could clearly see the scene in the car.