"Oh, my dear, the school food must not be very good!"

At No. 4 Privet Drive, Petunia spoke eagerly to Dudley who was back on vacation, completely ignoring the fact that he was already two times older than when he left home.

"Harry isn't back, is he?"

Dudley threw himself on the sofa and pulled a bucket of potato chips directly from the coffee table.

"How is that possible? Just let that kid rot in that damn school!"

Vernon spread his hands and said a joke that was not funny.

"By the way, how are our neighbors doing?"

He suddenly remembered and asked Penny, "He's not a bad guy, is he?"

"I only saw some furniture being moved in, but I didn't find the rest. Maybe after Easter?"

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"Number 6 Privet Drive?"

Harry was distracted for a while in the taxi. He was indeed frightened by Sirius.

"But, it's not over there..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only mutter some irrelevant things that suddenly passed through his mind.

"It used to be, but I just bought it recently."

Sirius nodded, "The firm's business has been good recently."

???

This time it was William's turn to wonder - what kind of firm is this that can make so much money?

Judging from Sirius's tone, it seemed that because the benefits were so good, he had money to buy a big house.

You don’t want to lie to children like this when you are in the limelight!

But there were some stupid kids who believed it. Harry was obviously not fully aware of how rich a descendant of a pure-blood family wizard was at his age. He just looked at Sirius longingly and said, "Is this so? Great!"

If that was the case, it would be bad. Just blame Sirius for dressing up like this. William believed it when he said it was a gift from his new girlfriend for her 80th birthday.

…

"Here we are, right here."

After the taxi arrived at its destination, Sirius got out of the car first, "No need for me to introduce you, Harry?"

‘…’

You two, please pay attention, I am still alive.

William got out of the car and looked at the surrounding environment - speaking of it, this was his first time here.

Should this be considered a home visit?

It seems a bit like going to students' homes to talk to their parents and communicate about the school's situation.

But who would even monitor the students’ parents during home visits?

Professor McGonagall didn't even use euphemistic words. She directly asked William to keep an eye on Mr. Black and Mr. Potter to prevent them from doing anything that would violate the confidentiality law.

“Go check out your new home and pick a room for yourself! It’s all good!”

Sirius pointed at the door of No. 6 Privet Drive and spoke in a slightly cheerful tone, and then noticed William who was looking at the environment behind him.

'Here... you can run... As long as you knock down the wall at any corner, it will form a blind spot... Normally powerful magic should be able to block it, but if the magic power is stronger, you can also counterattack from here...'

"Professor William...I'm sorry," Sirius said sincerely, interrupting William's study of the terrain.

"You need to choose a guest room for yourself, Professor. I will clean it soon."

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"So this is the phone, right?"

"It's really incredible. Muggles have changed so much over the years. It only took a dozen years..."

Sirius's voice came from downstairs, and William, who was reading a book upstairs, was stunned for a moment - don't push everything on Azkaban!

Let's not talk about how long the phone has been around. He is a detective who has been working in the Muggle world for a month, and now he doesn't know how to use a phone?

What a joke!
Chapter completed!