Fortunately, you don’t have pets at home

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden door creaking came from upstairs, heavy footsteps echoing through the corridor, and a somewhat excited voice sounded: "What's going on?"

"Oh, Dudley!" Penny suddenly became animated.

She extended her hands, fearing that Felix would harm her child, and simultaneously shouted anxiously upstairs, "Go back, Dudley."

Felix looked up and saw the shirtless stout man in the corridor.

"Long time no see," Felix greeted with a smile.

Dudley appeared displeased, glancing at Felix and saying, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, no! Dudley, quickly, go back!" Vernon also growled anxiously at this moment.

Felix felt a little helpless. The gesture and tone entirely treated him as a wanted criminal.

"Don't worry, I won't harm the child," Felix nodded and walked straight towards the living room, despite Vernon pointing a gun at him. He was the first to notice a single sofa and comfortably took a seat.

"Shall we talk?"

"Mom, what's going on?" Dudley attempted to step forward.

Vernon's lip trembled like caterpillars on his face, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Go back to playing your game console, Dudley. It's nothing, just adult conversation."

"Fine," Dudley's voice sounded bored, and he returned to his room.

At this moment, the entire living room finally fell silent.

Vernon's gun barrel still did not waver from Felix, and he threatened viciously, "If you dare to make any sudden moves, you'll regret it."

Felix waved his hand, "Whatever, if you're not tired, keep aiming."

Seeing that neither of them intended to sit down, Felix spoke directly, "Initially, I planned to approach you in a more polite manner. However, I've realized your deep-seated prejudices against wizards, so I chose to remain calm. It's a cold reception."

"My primary reason for being here is to discuss Harry. I overheard Mr. Dursley mentioning that he wouldn't allow Harry to leave until he refuses. I wonder if this violates our original agreement."

At this, Vernon's face flushed again, "I don't need to make any agreements with a wizard who lives in a filthy dump. We'll never allow that brat to have any association with wizards or magic."

"Apologies, your objection is invalid," Felix said nonchalantly. He didn't understand why the Dursleys harbored such strong animosity towards wizards, but he didn't care.

"What I'm saying is that Harry is now under my guardianship, and I must ensure his obligation to continue working here. If you don't agree, I will..."

Vernon suddenly raised his gun again and said fiercely, "What else?"

"Otherwise, I'll report you for child abuse. I recall relevant provisions in the Children and Juveniles Law." After Felix finished speaking, he smiled at Vernon, "I'm not suggesting I'll use magic. Your actions are sufficient to anger the judge."

Vernon and Petunia clearly feared the law more than magic. Over the years, Harry had been sent to Mrs. Figg's when the family went out because there were laws against leaving children unattended at home.

And in their view, while magic could be resisted with a gun, legal repercussions could ruin the family.

Vernon took deep breaths, visibly getting angrier, exchanging glances with Petunia.

"And Mrs. Dursley, as your sister was a witch, you know Harry will attend a magical school sooner or later. Do you think you can suppress his magical abilities? Can you prevent him from attending school?"

Penny suddenly felt as though invisible hands were strangling her, making it hard to breathe.

A magical school, yes, of course, she knew. Her cursed sister attended a magical school and ruined everything for her.

Just like when she was rejected by Dumbledore when she wanted to attend a magical school, could she... could she really prevent this child from learning magic? Could she force him to become ordinary?

Penny collapsed onto the nearby sofa as if her spine had been ripped out, bowing her head weakly.

"Any questions?" After a while, Felix inquired, but received no response.

Observing this, he also stood up and cautioned, "Ensure he isn't late tomorrow."

With that, he made his way towards the exit. At the gate, he donned his coat, picked up his hat, and turned around.

"Fortunately, you don't have any cats or dogs at home," Felix said calmly with a hint of mockery. "Otherwise, neighbors would see he's treated worse than a dog in your home.

To be honest, I didn't intend to meddle in your family affairs initially. It might seem like I'm speaking without understanding your pain, considering you were compelled to take him in.

However, you're his only relatives in this world. At the very least, treat him as a human being."

After saying that, Felix opened the door and left.

Back at Moonlight Castle, Felix was lying on the red sofa. Lucifer jumped out, wondering where Felix had gone.

In fact, it was a coincidence that since Harry broke the flowers outside his door, Felix had set up a monitoring array outside.

Not long ago, he sensed a fluctuation of magic power. When he came out, he found himself at the Dursleys' house, so he decided to pay a visit.

At that moment, Harry was on the verge of a magical outburst.

"It's nothing, just a couple venting the hatred and prejudice accumulated by the previous generation onto an innocent child," Felix smiled and said nothing more.

Lucifer naturally had a rough idea of what was happening. He didn't grasp human thinking very well, but he found it boring and lazily retreated into the fire.

Felix picked up the book again and read it word by word.

As he read about Voldemort, Grindelwald, and Dumbledore, the history of the wizarding world from the past hundred years gradually unfolded before his eyes, and a vibrant magical world gradually took shape in his mind.

Meanwhile, Harry was lying in the narrow room, tossing and turning, with Uncle Vernon's words lingering in his mind. Would he still be able to go to Moonlight Castle in the future? Could he still learn magic?

Deep down, he knew Felix should be able to handle Uncle Vernon, but he couldn't help but dwell on the worst-case scenario.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't know how long it took him to fall asleep. Anyway, early the next morning, he was once again disturbed by banging on the door.

But when he opened the door, he saw Uncle Vernon's smile for the first time. Though forced, it was indeed a smile.

"Get up, Harry... About the cupboard, your aunt and I have both considered... you've grown up, and the place does seem a bit small.

So we thought about it last night. You might as well move to Dudley's other bedroom."

"Why?" Harry was confused. The smiling face and the offer of a bedroom were both too abnormal.

"No questions!" shouted Uncle Vernon. "Go to No. 13 and ask for leave from that wizard... your boss, then come back and move all your things upstairs. Go now!!"

Harry was overjoyed. Well, although this was abnormal, as long as it was a good thing, there was nothing to refuse.

Harry quickly put on his shoes, then threw on a surprisingly large shirt, and hurried to Moonlight Castle to inform Felix.

Felix merely raised his eyelids from the sofa, then noticed through the door that Harry opened that it was already dawn.

He yawned and said expressionlessly, "Do as you wish. Go ahead."