Chapter 28: School Starts

Chapter 28: School Starts

As Harry walked out of the bathroom, unsurprisingly, Dudley immediately burst into mocking laughter.

"Good Lord, Mom, come see, Harry turned into this ghostly figure." Dudley pointed at Harry's head, not hiding his sarcasm.

Petunia also couldn't help but chuckle, standing next to Dudley, helping him put on his clothes. "Alright, don't be too happy, sweetheart. Lift your left hand."

Harry touched his forehead scar, calmly saying, "There's nothing funny, Dudley. If anything is amusing, I think it should be getting Mom's help to get dressed."

Upon hearing this, Dudley's face turned red, and he was about to educate Harry right there.

"Enough, stop it!" Vernon's voice interrupted Dudley's actions. "Get in the car quickly; we need to get to school."

Harry adjusted his clothes and then followed Vernon outside.

Behind them, Petunia had just picked up Dudley's shoes and was about to put them on for him. However, Dudley snatched them away, wanting to put them on himself. At the same time, he glared fiercely at Harry's back.

Petunia showed no reaction to Dudley's rude and disrespectful behavior. Instead, she felt proud that her baby was growing up and could put on his shoes by himself.

Outside, as soon as they turned the corner, Vernon grabbed Harry by the collar and pushed him onto the car, leaning on the roof, glaring at him fiercely.

"Listen, I don't know what you've learned from that guy, but you understand the rules in the Dursley house. Don't cause trouble at school!"

Harry, maintaining his composure, looked at Vernon. "As long as Dudley doesn't do anything out of line, neither will I."

Harry already knew about the separation between the Muggle and wizarding worlds and had some understanding of the Wizarding Secrecy laws. He knew that using magic in front of Muggles could attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic. However, dealing with Uncle Vernon and the Dursleys was more of a priority. He didn't want to bring trouble to Moon.

But that didn't mean he would do nothing.

For example, he could pretend to have a casual attitude towards using magic. This might make the Dursleys a bit wary.

Vernon, upon hearing Harry's words, felt like something was stuck in his throat, turning red with anger.

He slapped the car roof, growling, "Get in the car."

Saying that, he ruthlessly drove Harry onto the car. Then he closed the door.

After that, while keeping Dudley behind the car door, he gave him some instructions.

Not saying much, but behind the car door, Harry heard Dudley's loud voice, "Why?! Clearly, he bullied me."

Saying this, his eyes also became moist. Harry was very familiar with this scene; Dudley hadn't cried for years. He was a living little tyrant, and no one could make him cry.

However, as long as he shed a few tears in front of the Dursleys, no matter how rude the request, it would be satisfied instantly.

But this time, this trick might not work. Petunia patted Dudley's little head comfortingly, acting like Harry had bullied her precious baby.

Vernon also felt distressed but consoled him, "Dudley, we need to appear more friendly. Like a superhero who forgives those evildoers with a broad mind, right?"

Saying that, Vernon took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out ten pounds. "And this is the reward for our superhero."

Harry could guarantee that he saw a trace of a smile under Dudley's arm wiping away his tears.

"Okay, Dad. I promise you."

"This is our precious one." Vernon was satisfied, putting his hand on Dudley's shoulder and helping him onto the car.

Once Dudley got on the car, he waved the banknotes on his hand towards Harry, smiling triumphantly.

Harry turned his head away, indifferent.

At least during this time, Dudley wouldn't trouble him.

However, the so-called "this time" was much shorter than Harry thought...

On the other side, Moon stood outside Moonlight Castle, stretched lazily, and looked at the scenery below the cliff.

The scenery here is indeed very good, but after watching for so long, he can't help but feel a bit bored.

Entering the house, he immediately poked Lucifer with a fire stick.

"Ugh... What are you doing early in the morning?"

"Don't sleep, let's go!" Moon said.

Lucifer instantly ignited, full of energy. "Where are we going?! I suggest we go north and enter the sea, then rob all the way. It's best to recruit some sailors to do the odd jobs. At that time..."

"Stop!" Moon interrupted Lucifer's chatter, helplessly looking at him. "Piracy is outdated! Besides, we're not robbing; we're just changing places, understand?"

Lucifer felt bored and crossed his arms, looking down on Moon. "Boring!"

After speaking, he picked up a map on the side. "So where do you think we should go?"

"Let's head south along the Scandinavian Mountains."

Lucifer looked at the map. "That's... Norway!"

Norway...

Suddenly, something came to Moon's mind, and a smile appeared on his face.

Norway, in magical history, has a considerable status.

He flipped through his memory and found a wizarding village located in the Norwegian region. Then he took Lucifer's fire-resistant map, marked the location, and said, "Let's head there first."

"Okay." Lucifer nodded, then his figure soared, and flames penetrated the entire castle through various pipes.

On the cliff, in the quiet forest, the whistling steam suddenly sounded, startling a group of birds.

Hiss—

Large white smoke gushed out of the pipe at the top of the castle. The entire castle slowly vibrated, and then several mechanical claws lifted the entire castle.

After nearly two months of staying still, Moonlight Castle set off again!

Moon flew out of the castle, high in the air, gently raised his palm, aiming at the castle.

There seemed to be several spells that could affect the castle.

With the movement of his fingertips, one spell after another gradually took effect above the castle.

"Silent Movement—Vanishing Act—Muggle Shield—Safe Guard—"

A thin layer of light blue film gradually covered the top of the castle. Soon, the entire castle no longer made any sound and became difficult to observe.

Moon was somewhat surprised. "So many spells released simultaneously, and they don't conflict at all.

The formation of spells is driven by the desire to follow the laws of the world, filling in autonomously along the lines outlined by spells and gestures.

Without external interference, the compatibility of these spells is like the internal organs of the human body, naturally forming.

There is no need for the spellcaster to think about how to modify or add and subtract these different spells."

Shaping the skeleton and meridians, and then naturally growing...

This kind of spellcasting concept is really hard not to be curious about.

"Stop!" Moon heard Lucifer's voice in his ear.

"Stop your greed for magic; you're better off going to sleep!"

Moon pinched his beard, helplessly smiling, and flew back into the castle.

(End of Chapter)