Fortunately, Your Family Doesn't Keep Pets

Suddenly, the wooden door upstairs creaked open, and heavy footsteps thudded down the hallway. An excited voice called out, "What's going on?"

"Oh, Dudley!" Petunia reacted instinctively.

With her hands held out in front of her, afraid Mu En would harm her child, she yelled upstairs in a worried tone, "Go back, Dudley."

Mu En looked up and saw the chubby boy, bare-chested, standing in the hallway.

"Long time no see," Mu En greeted with a smile.

Dudley looked displeased, his expression one of annoyance as he asked Mu En, "Why are you here at our house?"

"Oh, no! Dudley, go back, go back!!" Vernon's anxious growl also echoed from upstairs.

Mu En felt a sense of helplessness. Their posture and tone treated him like a wanted criminal.

"Rest assured, I have no ill intentions towards the child," Mu En nodded. Under the barrel of Vernon's gun, he walked straight into the living room and was the first to notice a single armchair, which he comfortably sank into.

"Shall we talk?"

"Mom, what happened?" Dudley tried to come down.

The two mustaches above Vernon's lip twitched like caterpillars. He gritted his teeth and said, "Go back and play your video games, Dudley. It's nothing, just a conversation between adults."

"Okay," Dudley replied, his voice sounding bored. He then thudded back to his room.

With that, the living room finally fell quiet for a moment.

Vernon's gun remained pointed at Mu En. He threatened fiercely, "If you dare make any sudden moves, don't blame me."

Mu En waved his hand. "As you wish. Keep holding it if you don't get tired."

Seeing that neither of them intended to sit down, Mu En spoke directly. "At first, I considered finding you in a more polite manner, but then I realized your ingrained prejudice against wizards. So, I decided not to force myself upon you.

My main purpose for coming is to discuss Harry. I just heard Mr. Dursley say he's refusing to let Harry go out again. I'm wondering if this violates our initial agreement."

At this, Vernon's face flushed again. "I have no need to discuss any agreements with a wizard living in a stinking pile of garbage. We absolutely will not allow this little brat to have any further connection with wizards or magic."

"Sorry, your objection is invalid," Mu En said dismissively. He didn't understand why the Dursleys harbored such strong animosity towards wizards, but he didn't care.

"What I'm saying is, he's my errand boy now, and I need to ensure he continues his obligation to work for me. If you disagree, then I..."

Vernon suddenly raised his gun again, saying fiercely, "Or what?"

"Or I'll report you to the court for child abuse. I recall there are relevant provisions in the 'Child and Adolescent Law'." Mu En finished speaking and looked at Vernon with a smile.

"You didn't think I was going to use magic, did you? You're overthinking it. Your actions are enough to make a judge want to throw his wig off in anger."

Vernon and Petunia were clearly more afraid of the law than of magic. For years, Harry had often been sent to Mrs. Figg when the family went out because laws prohibited leaving children locked up at home.

Moreover, in their eyes, magic could be resisted with a gun, but if they were actually charged, their family would be ruined!

Vernon took deep breaths, his anger evident. He exchanged glances with Petunia.

"And Mrs. Dursley, your sister is a wizard. You must know that Harry will eventually have to go to a magic school, won't you?

Or do you think you can turn Harry into a normal person with your own power? That you can prevent him from going to school?"

Petunia felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing her throat, making it difficult to breathe.

Magic school. Yes, of course, she knew. Her damned sister had gone to magic school and ruined everything for her.

Just as she had written to Dumbledore as a child, wanting to go to magic school, only to be rejected, could it be... could she really stop this little brat from learning magic? Could she make him a normal person on her own?

Petunia collapsed onto the nearby sofa as if her spine had been removed, lowering her head powerlessly.

"Any other questions?" After a long pause, Mu En confirmed, but no one answered him.

Seeing this, he also stood up and instructed, "Don't let him be late tomorrow."

With that, he walked towards the entrance. At the door, he put on his coat, picked up his hat, and turned back.

"Fortunately, you don't have any cats or dogs," Mu En said, his tone flat with a hint of mockery. "Otherwise, the neighbors would immediately see that he's treated worse than a dog in your home.

Honestly, I didn't intend to meddle in your family affairs at first. It would seem like I'm speaking from a position of privilege, especially since you were forced to take him in.

But, as his only family in this world, at least treat him like a person."

With that, Mu En pushed the door open and left.

Back at Moonlight Castle, Mu En lay on the red sofa. Lucifer scurried out, curious about where Mu En had been.

It was actually quite coincidental. Ever since Harry had broken the flowers outside his door, he had set up a monitoring array.

Then, not long ago, he sensed a fluctuation of magic power and discovered it was at the Dursleys' house, so he decided to pay them a visit.

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

"It's nothing, just a couple who are projecting the hatred and prejudice accumulated by the previous generation onto an innocent child," Mu En smiled, saying no more.

Lucifer naturally understood the general situation. He couldn't quite comprehend human thinking and merely found it uninteresting, lazily curling back into the fire.

Mu En picked up his book again, flipping through it word by word.

From Grindelwald and Dumbledore to Voldemort, the history of the wizarding world over the past century gradually unfolded before him, and a vivid magical world began to take shape in his mind.

Meanwhile, Harry tossed and turned in his cramped room, Vernon's words constantly echoing in his mind. Would he still be able to go to Moonlight Castle? Would he still be able to learn magic?

He knew in his heart that Uncle Mu En could probably handle Uncle Vernon, but he couldn't help but think of the worst-case scenario.

In his dazed state, he didn't know how long it had been before he finally drifted off to sleep. Regardless, early the next morning, he was once again jolted awake by the sound of frantic knocking.

However, when he opened the door, he was met with his Uncle Vernon's smile for the first time. It was a strained, forced smile, but a smile nonetheless.

"Get up, Harry... Speaking of this cupboard, your aunt and I have been thinking... you're growing up, and this place is indeed a bit small.

So we thought about it last night. It would be better if you moved into Dudley's other bedroom."

"Why?" Harry was confused. The smile, the bedroom – it was all too abnormal.

"No questions!" Uncle Vernon roared.

"Go to number thirteen and ask for leave from that damned Wizar— your boss yourself, then come back and move all your things upstairs. Now go!!"

Harry was overjoyed. Fine, even if it was abnormal, what reason was there to refuse something good?

Harry quickly put on his shoes, then, as he ran, he pulled on his surprisingly large shirt and headed to Moonlight Castle. He told Uncle Mu En about it.

Mu En merely lifted an eyelid from the sofa, and only then did he notice that it was already daylight through the door Harry had opened.

He yawned and said expressionlessly, "Whatever you say, go ahead."