Chapter 19: Hagrid's Loss of the Korean Market

Whether the letter was meant for Dudley is now beyond verification. Unless one could inquire with the sender, which, given Dudley's current situation, was an impossibility.

"Leave this place!"

After completely destroying those letters, Vernon tried to maintain composure in his words. However, the fact that he was pulling out chunks of his beard from his face showed that his inner turmoil was far from settled.

"Within five minutes, we're leaving. Hurry and pack a few clothes. No negotiations!"

His expression was unusually serious and stern, a side of Vernon Dursley that Dudley had never seen before.

"I won't let my family get involved in those damn absurd things!"

Soon, the family was in the newly bought car of the Dursleys, with Vernon driving headlong in silence. Petunia kept her head down, murmuring prayers, and Dudley could hear her words, Get rid of them, get rid of them.' The atmosphere in the car was oppressively tense.

Dudley, too, began to contemplate. The current situation same as in the original book, with the family went out to 'escape' together.

However, Dudley couldn't quite comprehend this aspect. Why did the Dursleys insist on taking Harry along? If they truly detested Harry, why not leave him behind at home?

Whether it was Vernon or Petunia, they should have known that the letter was addressed to Harry Potter, not Dursley. Yet, they brought Harry along.

As the car journey continued throughout the day, they arrived at a motel in the outskirts of a large city.

Compared to the slow-paced driving of Muggles, wizards, whether using Apparition, Floo Powder, or Portkeys, were far more efficient.

In the motel, a pile of letters awaited the Dursley family.

Dudley felt that his father was on the verge of going mad.

At the same time, Dudley, for the first time, harbored dissatisfaction with the actions of these wizards.

Needing care from family, they simply dumped him at my doorstep. For eleven years, they ignored him, talking about pity but never actually caring for him. Now, when he reached school age, the magical world needed him, and they could just take him away with a letter?

Without consulting the guardian's opinion.

What do you think we Dursleys are?

What do you take Harry for?

Here today, gone tomorrow.

Can't they send someone over to talk properly?

Is mocking Muggles amusing?

Is this the high and mighty wizards?

Aren't they too arrogant?

"I've found an ideal place!"

Vernon pushed open the door of the motel room, staring with bloodshot eyes. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for days.

The place Vernon found was a giant reef in the sea, with a dilapidated two-story shack that resembled a lighthouse on top.

This place was destined to have no electricity, and even cooking could only be done with firewood.

Night fell, and the Dursleys rested early. These days of anxiety had deprived them of a single night of good sleep.

A whiff of aroma wafted from the kitchen, and soon a few simple dishes, along with a bowl of longevity noodles, were placed in front of Harry.

"Happy birthday, Harry."

Dudley apologized, saying, "With the current ingredients, this is the best I can do. As for the gift, I'll make it up to you when we get back."

Saying that, he brought out a simple birthday cake, made with flour and eggs, without any cream or honey.

Harry was genuinely happy. His big cousin never forgot his birthday in all these years.

"Thank you, Brother D."

Slurping the noodles, a happy smile adorned his face.

After quickly finishing the noodles and the cake, Harry suddenly said, " Brother D, if they only want me, let them take me away."

"Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia have been through a hard time these days, and I don't want to see anyone hurt because of me."

Even though Harry hadn't seen the contents of the letter, he roughly understood that he was the target.

Dudley patted his head, saying, "Don't worry, as long as you don't want to go, no one can take you away."

During this time, the contemptuous actions of the wizards had kindled a trace of resentment in Dudley.

A golden spark flickered at Dudley's fingertips.

Hamon Qi Gong.

In his waist pouch were neatly arranged various magical herbs.

Dudley didn't like using violence, but he never opposed it.

After a while, feeling drowsy, Harry lay down with a blanket wrapped around him. Dudley sat cross-legged, preparing himself to be in the best state.

Accompanied by a unique rhythmic breathing, golden arcs of electricity mixed with blood were circulated through the meridians of his limbs and hundreds of bones.

After a while, a creaking sound came from outside.

But since they were near the reef, such sounds were considered normal, and no one paid much attention.

Slowly opening his eyes, Dudley, with an intense gaze, stared at the door.

He felt it; someone was trying to enter.

"Boom!"

A tremendous force slammed against the door, shaking the entire shack. Harry, awakened from his dreams, sat up, looking astonished at the door.

Wearing pajamas, Vernon, holding a shotgun, stumbled downstairs in haste, followed by a worried Petunia.

At that moment, a deafening crash sounded, and the door plank fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Standing at the door was a giant, several feet taller than the frame. Dudley roughly estimated that he was at least three meters in height. His face was almost entirely covered by tangled long hair and thick beard, but one could still see his beetle-like eyes shining beneath the hair.

The giant, bent over and squeezed through the doorway with some effort, casually picked up the fallen door plank, placing it back in the original frame.

"Could I get a cup of hot tea? Milk is fine too. This place is quite remote."

The giant acted as if he were at his own home, striding to the sofa and sitting down heavily. Dudley could hear the springs of the sofa groaning beneath the weight.

"Ah, Harry, it's you."

The giant pointed at the bewildered Harry, erupting into thunderous laughter.

"The last time I saw you, you were so small."

The giant extended his thumb and forefinger, making a gesture of losing the Korean market.

(Losing the Korean market" refers to making a "holding" gesture with the index finger and thumb Because in South Korea, some Korean men believe that this gesture is an insult to men's "place" and a "man-hating gesture". They boycott all such gestures (regardless of whether the other party means this).)

"Look, you really resemble your dad, though the eyes are just like your mom's."

"Do you know my parents?"

Before Harry could voice this question, he heard Vernon's excited scream.

"I want you to leave immediately, sir!"

"You're trespassing!"

Having said that, he aimed the gun at the giant.

"Dursley, you fool, this thing is useless against me."

The giant effortlessly grabbed the gun from Vernon's hand, and with a slight twist, he tied the shotgun into a knot, as if it were made of rubber.

"What do you want?"

Vernon opened his arms, shielding Petunia, Harry, and Dudley like an old mother hen protecting her chicks.

"I will protect my family."

Ps** meaning of the meme about losing the Korean market

1. This pinch-like gesture is considered extremely disrespectful by Korean men. In fact, the gesture itself may not be ambiguous, but it is always interpreted maliciously;

2. In the eyes of Korean men, gestures are a mockery of their short size, which leads to a lot of related content being boycotted or blocked by Korean men;

3. It can only be said that it is too sensitive. Many advertisements only need such gestures to display products, not to ridicule a certain group of people.

4. The origin of the stem

5. Initially, this gesture came from the logo of MEGALIAN, a Korean women's community, which means to despise men's small sizes, but I didn't expect that the response would be so big;

6. Nowadays, when some public figures make similar gestures without deliberate intention, netizens will comment that they have lost the Korean market, which is also quite funny;

7. The reason why there are comments like "losing the Korean market" may be a reverse ridicule of some Korean male netizens, and they are overly sensitive.

(End of this chapter)

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