"Oh, unfortunately, I'm not." Penny put on a fake smile, "Wizards... not everyone can become a wizard, even the children of wizards."

Harry nodded expressionlessly, "Then please tell me what you know about Hogwarts and the wizards."

Penny stammered as she introduced.

Finally, Vernon regained some strength. He looked around and made a sad discovery - his double-barreled shotgun was in the bedroom, not in the kitchen.

More than half an hour later.

Harry listened to Petunia's lengthy account.

A very wonderful and novel world - the wizards here actually need a small wooden stick as a medium for casting spells. Without the medium, they will lose the ability to cast spells.

Although the warlocks in the Demon Hunter world also need different casting media to release some spells, they also have spells that can be released without casting media.

and……

The power is not very strong.

From what Penny described, it was only to the extent that it made cleaning very convenient. Of course, this could also be just her view of wizards from a housewife's perspective.

But, it's amazing.

It can freely change the shape of external objects and can even turn a piece of wood into an animal.

Can magic be capable of this?

"The letter said that I should reply to them by owl." Harry lowered his head and read the contents of the letter. "What is an owl? Is it a nickname given to postmen by wizards?"

"Still the kind of owl that I understand... the kind that hoots."

"It's the latter." Penny replied with a complicated expression.

Harry nodded and smiled, "So, my dear Aunt Petunia, do you have an owl? I'm afraid I'd like to borrow it."

Fenon shook his head in horror: "We are a normal family, how could there be such a thing!"

Normal people...

Harry raised an eyebrow.

In this world of mine, are wizards, like witchers, considered "aliens" by humans?

"Then it seems I have to figure out a solution myself." He stood up, opened the door and walked out.

Although I don't know the principle of owl delivery.

The characteristics of living things will never differ much.

Just like... every one of White Wolf's horses is named Carrot, and as far as he knows, every one of White Wolf's girlfriends is a sorceress.

When he walked out the door, he saw an owl squatting on the fence at the door. Hearing the noise, it turned its head and stared at Harry intently.

"It seems that you are my postman." Harry smiled and stretched out his hand. "Can you please come in and sit down? You need a better place to rest after a tiring journey. And wait for me to write a reply letter, okay?"

The owl cooed twice and jumped onto Harry's arm.

Penny doesn't seem to be someone who likes wizards very much, but one has to admit that she is indeed a qualified housewife.

The owl food she made was loved by this round-faced fat Scottish chicken.

The letter was sent.

Hogwarts responded faster than Harry expected. That afternoon, there was a sound of banging on the door. Vernon went to open the door and saw a giant outside.

"Hello, I'm from Hogwarts, um... the employee sent here to pick up Harry, Rubeus Hagrid." The giant spoke, a little restrained, but his shape, his appearance, and his grin almost gave Vernon a heart attack.

"Oh, okay, another freak," Vernon muttered, "Come in."

Hagrid squeezed into the house with difficulty. Seeing Harry standing in the living room, he twitched his nose and cried a little: "Oh, Harry, the last time I saw you, you were still a baby."

"You look a lot like your father. Oh, and your eyes are similar, too. He also has golden brown eyes."

"Thank you." Harry nodded and took a half step back.

A huge body always gives people a sense of oppression.

Not to mention...

Harry's current body is extremely thin even among humans.

He subconsciously touched his shoulder, but it was empty - how terrible, there was not even a sword, let alone a silver sword, even a steel sword would be great.

Human?

Unlikely, it is difficult for humans to grow such a huge body - the skeleton cannot support it.

Is it a sub-human race? A race like halflings or elves? Or is it trolls or giants?

"Hello, sir." Harry took a deep breath, put his hands on his waist, ready to release the seal at any time - for ordinary witchers, even those as strong as White Wolf and Letho, the Alder Seal could not have much effect on large creatures.

He is an exception.

Even the giants could not resist the Alder Sign he released.

"Are you a professor at Hogwarts?"

"Is Hogwarts a school sect that would still accept non-human races?"

Hagrid's hair was blown up, literally, his hair was blown up, his face was a little red, "Oh, non-human race, my poor little Harry, how could you have such an idea."

"I am a human being, a normal human being, just with a larger frame."

"Hogwarts is a good school. There are no weird creatures like werewolves and giants."

Yeah?

Harry was skeptical.

Hagrid took a deep breath, threw away words like "half-blood giant" and stuffed his bloated body into the sofa and sat down. He said to the Vernon family hiding in the kitchen: "Hello, can I have a pot of tea?"

"If it's black tea, it would be better with half a spoonful of milk."

Penny immediately retracted her head.

Hagrid looked at Harry who was standing. "Sit down, and let's talk."

Harry hesitated for a moment, nodded, and sat down on another sofa.

"I'm not a professor at Hogwarts. I'm the key keeper of Hogwarts." Hagrid said happily. "It was not easy to get this job from Headmaster Dumbledore. The other professors all wanted to take you."

"But I am one of Headmaster Dumbledore's most trusted men, and he gave me this job."

He held his neck high, very proud.

Harry nodded, took out the Hogwarts requirements form from his pocket and placed it on the table: "How should I prepare these things for school."

"Sir, will you take me there to buy it?"

"Although I really don't want to say this, I don't have the money, and I'm afraid my uncle's family is not willing to pay for it."

In the kitchen.

Vernon said loudly, "I'm not going to pay him to go to a crazy asylum and learn a bunch of tricks that make people crazy!"

This fat uncle is afraid of the power of magic.

But his mouth is not afraid.

Under the Alderfa seal, the table shattered, but his mouth remained intact.

"How dare you say that about a wizard." Hagrid's fists stiffened, with a hint of anger in his voice.

Harry waved his hand: "Calm down."

"Will Hogwarts prepare these for me in my situation?"

Harry's words worked. Hagrid snorted heavily and put his head back: "Oh, no, Harry, you don't have to use their money. Muggle money doesn't work in our wizarding world."

"Actually, your parents - you should know about your parents?"

“They left you a nice legacy.”

heritage?

Oh yes!

Harry woke up with a start, wondering how he could have forgotten such an important thing.

He turned his head sharply and looked at Aunt Petunia who came out of the kitchen with a teapot. "Aunt Petunia, where is the inheritance my parents left me? How much do you have?"

Without waiting for Aunt Petunia to speak.

Hagrid explained first: "No, no, no, the inheritance is not in the hands of these Muggles, and Mr. Dumbledore would not be at ease handing those things over to them."

"Mr. Dumbledore is keeping them for you."