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"Humph, Dursley, do you think this little trick would work on wizards?" Just before the shot, Hagrid stepped forward and deflected the barrel with his palm, causing the bullet to exit through the muzzle.

"What the hell is this guy trying to do?" Vernon shouted angrily, his fear barely concealed.

"Don't be so worried, Dursley. I'm not here to harm anyone. I just want to give this child a fresh start. He has the right to know his heritage. His relatives are wizards, and in the wizarding world, they're considered heroes," Hagrid explained.

Harry, who had been silent, spoke up with uncertainty, "Uncle Vernon, is this true?" Vernon raised an eyebrow but didn't immediately respond.

Seeing his hesitation, Harry turned to Penny, silently pleading for answers. She sighed and decided to be straightforward, "Yes, Harry, your mother was indeed a witch."

Harry was shocked by the revelation, "You... You knew all along? Why didn't you tell me?"

Penny's tone turned a bit bitter, "Tell you? What was I supposed to say, Harry? Your own mother, my own sister, was a legendary witch. Wizards are nothing but freaks. You have no idea what their instincts are like."

Hagrid couldn't hold back any longer, "Dursley, do you even know what you're saying?"

Vernon was unwavering, "I know exactly what I'm saying. You people, who can disrupt the lives of others with your abilities, without any legal or moral constraints, are a menace to society."

Hagrid's eyes widened in disbelief, "Ridiculous! It doesn't make any sense to you Muggles. Our Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has nurtured countless remarkable wizards, far surpassing anything Muggles can imagine."

Vernon scoffed, "Hogwarts? School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? What kind of place is that, and what qualifications do you have?"

Hagrid replied proudly, "Hogwarts is the foremost institution for the wizarding elite, under the leadership of the great wizard Albus Dumbledore, who serves as the headmaster."

Vernon looked at him as if he couldn't quite fathom the world Hagrid was describing.

"Hogwarts? Albus Dumbledore, the Great Headmaster? You think he's just a trickster, an old man with a bunch of kids playing tricks? What kind of talent can a person like that teach, and the wizards he produces must be a curse?" Vernon's voice dripped with scorn and skepticism.

Hagrid's face turned a range of colors, feeling deeply insulted. "I won't allow you to speak like this, insulting the headmaster of Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore is not someone you can easily denigrate," he retorted.

Raising his hand, Hagrid brandished the umbrella, which concealed a wand. He was nearly overwhelmed by anger and frustration, ready to unleash his magical powers. No one could insult the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in his presence, even if it meant going against the Ministry's rules.

But just as he was about to cast a spell, an immense force bore down upon him. It was as if a speeding truck had crashed into his body. Hagrid's enormous frame was lifted off the ground, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall of the door frame with a deafening "boom." The wall cracked, and rubble showered over him, burying him in a heap of debris.

In the dark night, with the wind howling all around, inside the tower's heart on the island, candlelight flickered, and the sound of waves crashing against the reef filled the air. A figure in the shadows moved slowly, with eyes locked forward, and a voice like a hoarse, broken bellows.

Dudley, who had been lurking in the corner, suddenly stepped forward, his imposing presence and intense gaze fixing on Hagrid.

"Rubeus Hagrid! You Won't Harm Anyone Here!" he declared sternly.

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