Chapter 1292 You are a wizard
"You mean to tell me."
Hagrid roared at the Dusleys.
"This kid—this kid!—right—do you know nothing?"
Zhou Xuan said as if he looked innocent.
"I understand some things."
Then he said.
"For example, I can do arithmetic and other homework, and I have learned it in elementary school."
But Hagrid waved his hand at him and said.
"I mean, know our world. Your world. My world. Your parents' world."
"What world?"
Hagrid looked like it was going to explode.
"Dursley!"
He yelled.
Uncle Vernon's face turned pale and muttered and didn't know what to say in a low voice.
Hagrid glared at Zhou Xuan angrily.
"You should know your parents."
He said.
"I mean, they are very famous, and you are very famous."
Zhou Xuan shook his head and said.
"What? My—my parents don't have fame, don't they?"
"Oh, you don't know... you don't know..."
Hagrid closed his hair with his fingers and stared at Zhou Xuan with a confused look.
He finally asked.
"Don't you know who you are?"
Uncle Vernon was suddenly able to speak.
"Shut up!"
He ordered.
"Don't say anything, sir! I don't allow you to tell this kid anything!"
Even a braver person than Uncle Vernon would shudder when Hagrid was furious and glared at him.
Every word trembled with anger as Hager spoke.
"You have never told him? Didn't you tell him the content of the letter Dumbledore left to him? I was there! I saw him leave that letter with my own eyes. Dursley! Have you kept it hidden for so many years? "
Zhou Xuan asked.
"What can I hide from me?"
Uncle Vernon panicked and shouted.
"Shut up! I won't let you say it!"
Aunt Penny was so scared that she was so angry.
"Oh, you're so angry that you two will be angry."
Hager said.
"Harry, you're a wizard."
The hut was silent, and only the rolling waves and the roaring wind were heard.
Zhou Xuan pretended to be shocked and said.
"What am I?"
Hager said.
"A wizard, of course."
He sat on the sofa and moved, which creaked even harder.
"I believe that after a period of training, you will definitely become an excellent wizard. If you have such parents, how could you not be a wizard?"
Zhou Xuan pretended to ponder for a while, then asked.
"What does that letter mean when they wait for my owl?"
"Running Gorgon, yo, I remembered."
Hagrid patted his forehead with the force that was enough to push down a strong horse, and then pulled out an owl from another inner bag of the outer cloak—a real, lively, fur-shaped owl—a long quill and a roll of parchment.
He clenched his tongue with his teeth and hurriedly wrote a note, and Harry saw it upside down.
Dear Mr. Dumbledore.
The letter has been handed over to Harry. I will take him to buy what he wants to use tomorrow. The weather is terrible. I wish you good luck.
Hager
Hagrid rolled up the note, let the owl hold it in his mouth, walked to the door, and let the owl fly into the air. Then he came back and sat down, as if it was normal for a phone call.
Hagrid said after he came back.
"Where did I say?"
At this time, Uncle Vernon's face was still pale, he looked very angry, and said in a muffled voice.
"He won't go."
Chapter completed!