Finally, the long and leisurely vacation came to an end. Pessatuben was about to enter the second grade. Before that, Pessatuben wanted to see for himself the boy who was called the savior of the world, Harry Potter.

The brave boy who would face The Dark Lord in the future was still living in his aunt's house, in an abyss of suffering.

Pessatuben changed into a set of light Muggle clothes, put away his wand, and put the Muggle coins in his inner pocket. He teleported to the Dursleys' house in his best posture. Pessatuben cast an Oblivion Spell on himself, so normal people wouldn't notice that there was an extra person here.

Number 4 Watercress Street. Pessatuben followed the house number and finally saw a villa with a car parked in front of the door. God knows how hard it was to find so many boring villas together.

Fortunately, the owl on the roof gave Pessatuben some guidance. The current situation was that Harry's so-called 'guardian' didn't want Harry to have anything to do with the Past Magic.

"Ding dong." Pessatuben pressed the doorbell and picked up the envelope from the Hogwarts on the ground. The owl on the shelf next to him seemed to recognize Pessatuben and flapped its wings at him.

"Ding dong." Pessatuben pressed the doorbell for the second time. He felt his patience slipping.

"Who is it so early in the morning!"

A sharp female voice came from inside the house. It seemed to be Penny. "We don't need any promotion … You are?" Penny was stunned when she saw Pessatuben.

The old-fashioned floral apron and the sarcastic expression reminded Pessatuben of his mother who died not long after giving birth to him. That woman was Penny's aunt by blood, and was much kinder than Penny.

"Allow me to introduce myself, Persatuben Prins. Although I don't want to admit it, I am your cousin." Pessatuben wasn't tall, but he was clearly more imposing than Penny.

"I'm here today to visit my nephew, Harry?

Where are you? "With that, he ignored Penny and walked into the house.

"You little rascal who trespassed my house, stop!" Penny shouted in agitation.

"Penny, who's here?" Vernon obviously didn't notice anything and was still discussing the school with the Dalí.

Pessatuben saw Harry holding a frying pan that was bigger than his face and struggling to scoop out the bacon and ham. Vernon was still scolding Harry, telling him to hurry up.

Posatu instinctively thought that Harry's living condition wouldn't be very good, but thinking about it and seeing it with his own eyes were two completely different concepts. When he really saw this scene, Posatu's rational nerves were already in a state where they could jump out at any time.

Harry's skinny body was less than half the size of the Dalí, and he was wearing the old clothes that the Dalí had discarded. They were big and ugly.

"Who are you?!" Vernon's shout made Pessatuben temporarily stop looking at Harry with pity.

"Vernon," Penny quickly ran past Pessatuben and shielded the Dalí behind her like a hen protecting its food. Vernon seemed to have realized something. His face turned ashen and his facial muscles trembled in fear.

Harry looked innocently at Pessatuben and then at his aunt and uncle.

"You … you … you … don't come any closer. If … if you come any closer, I'll … I'll call the police!" Vernon said in horror.

"Dad, why are you afraid of him? He's not even as tall as me!" the Dalí said innocently.

"Don't talk, baby." Penny quickly covered the Dalí's mouth.

Pessatuben ignored the family of three and walked towards Harry. He handed him the letter and said, "Take this, it's your letter."

Harry looked surprised. It was as if he was saying, "How did you know this is my letter? How did you know my name is Harry?"

"No … you can't!"

Penny struggled to snatch the letter from Harry's hand, but she was afraid of Pessatuben's aura. She could only curse, "You terrible monster, you've already taken Lily away!

You can't take Harry away!

He's been living in my house for so many years. We've spent so much money and effort to take care of him. You can't let him leave with a letter!

It's impossible! "

Pessatuben frowned in displeasure. "I say, dear Penny, let's not talk about leaving first. Just based on the fact that you've spent so much effort on Harry, I don't think you're qualified. If you really want to calculate, you might have to accept punishment for him, right?

After all, who would let a child live in … "he silently glanced at the cupboard behind him." A cupboard that's so small that it's hard to even stand up straight?

I think the Muggles would be happy to gossip about this, wouldn't they? "

"No!

You can't!

You can't do this to me! "Penny seemed to be going crazy.

"Silence." Pessatuben could only cast a spell without a staff and looked at Penny silently.

"What did you do to him, you little devil!" Vernon hugged Penny and asked in fear.

The Dalí had already fainted. "Tsk, what a coward." Pessatuben looked at the Dalí and clicked his tongue.

"Don't be nervous."

Posatuben had a harmless expression on his face. "I just want to take Harry out for a day, that's all.

I don't think you'll refuse, right? "Then he took out a thousand pounds from his pocket and put it on the table.

He pulled Harry out of the room.

Penny and Vernon behind him didn't dare to move.

Walking out of the oppressive house, Pessatuben sighed. "I didn't know a house could be so crowded." Compared to Severus's small but clean house, it was like a different world.

"That …" Harry asked in a small voice. "You are …?"

"I forgot." Pessatuben looked at Harry up and down. "Persatuben Prins, have you finished reading the letter?"

Harry nodded obediently.

Pessatuben was amused by Harry's behavior. "Don't be nervous. I don't eat people."

"How did you know my name is Harry?

The letter said I'm a wizard?

Are you a wizard too?

You look about the same age as me. You scared Aunt Petunia like that, and you scared Dali into unconsciousness. You're really something!... "Harry's questions poured in like little cannonballs.

"Stop, stop, stop. Don't worry. We still have a day to spend together. Come, let's talk while we walk."

Pessatuben moved his fingers and changed Harry's clothes under his surprised gaze. "You look much better now. Where do you want to go? Buckingham Palace or Stonehenge? Maybe you like to go to an amusement park at your age?"

"Anything is fine. I don't mind," Harry said obediently.

"Let's go to an amusement park. But before that, we need to make a few changes," Pessatuben said.

Then, Harry saw a magical scene with his own eyes. He didn't know where Posthumben got the potion from, but after drinking it, his body immediately grew taller. When Harry thought that his clothes would also burst, Posthumben's clothes had already changed into another appearance.

Pessatuben now looked like an adult.

"Wow, that's so cool," Harry exclaimed.

He had the same black hair and black eyes, a big nose, and a sharp gaze that would make people cower in fear. If there were any students of Hogwarts here, they would realize that other than not wearing that big black robe that made him look like he was flying, the adult male in front of them was exactly the same as the potion professor who made people tremble in fear.

Thanks to Merlin, Pessatuben spent all day with Severus and would always accidentally harvest some hair. Usually, he would clean it up, but when he thought of today's plan, Pessatuben secretly hid a few strands of hair.

Pessatuben didn't reveal too much information on the way. He only briefly told Harry about Hogwarts and the magical world. Harry already knew that this 12-year-old boy in front of him was theoretically his distant uncle and would become his senior in the future.

On this day, Harry felt like he had done all the happiest things in his life. Although he didn't really understand magic, Harry felt that if the people there were as good as Pessatuben, he would be full of anticipation for the future. Well, although Pessatuben looked a little scary as an adult.

If Pessatuben knew what Harry was thinking, he would definitely snort in contempt. Pessatuben didn't think of himself as a good person. Only a small fool like Harry would think so.

Night fell, and the compound soup had long lost its effect. Under the dim street lights, two young shadows were elongated.

Harry was sent back to the Dursley's house.

"Will we meet again?" Harry looked at Pessatuben reluctantly.

Pessatuben finally understood the worries of the future savior, who was still a child who needed to be cared for.

"Don't worry, Harry. As long as you can get into the Hogwarts, I don't think there's any need to doubt this anymore. We will meet again." Pessatuben comforted him.

"You probably need to write a letter to the Hogwarts now. The owl at the door will bring it back for you." Pessatuben pointed at the owl perched on the street light.

"Yes, yes!" Harry quickly nodded.

"Maybe we'll meet again in two days at Diagon Alley." Pessatuben stopped walking and said, "Remember, only you and I know that I came to find you today. Don't tell anyone. This is a little secret between us.

And Harry, happy birthday. Here's an early birthday present for you. "

As he spoke, he hung a necklace that he had prepared around Harry's neck. It was a necklace in the shape of an owl and had a light spell cast on it. It was an improved version of Pessatuben. When chanting the spell, it would emit a faint light. It was very suitable for night exploration to avoid being caught.

"Chant the spell and it will light up." Pessatuben handed the spell to Harry. The spell was very simple. There was no need to worry about it causing damage without the guidance of the wand. After confirming that Harry's chanting spell had no problems, Pessatuben sighed in relief.

Pessatuben clearly thought of the awkward situation that had happened when he had read 'Diagon Alley' as' Tumble Alley 'because of his nervousness.

"Thank you, Pösa. Um … I mean, uncle."

Harry had been calling Pessatuben uncle the whole day. When Pessatuben turned back into his twelve-year-old form, Harry found it difficult to say this word.

"Just call me Pösa. It's fine." Pessatuben waved his hand carelessly.

"Alohomora." Under Harry's envious gaze, he opened the door. "Don't be envious. You'll learn it too. Go in."

"See you at school, Harry." Pessatuben stood at the door and said goodbye to Harry. He then warned Vernon and Penny, who had hurried over when they heard the door open. "If I find out that you're still treating Harry like a house elf, you know the consequences."

He then patted Harry's head, who was half a head shorter than him.

"See you at school, Pösa," Harry said happily.

When Pessatuben returned to the manor, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to reply to the warning letter. Penny and Vernon probably wouldn't let Harry reply. Forget it, let the owls do what they want. In the end, Harry would be taken away by Haig.