Chapter 14: Privet Drive Household Registration, Harry Enters The Muggle World
In the wilderness of Hampshire, in an uncharted valley, Cole suddenly appeared with Kreacher.
Kreacher moved his hand slightly, and an invisible door appeared.
"Master Cole, please."
As Cole walked through the door, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. Dense woods and rugged rocks greeted his eyes.
There were roars one after another, and several Australian opal-eyed dragons were flying in the sky. Wizards were riding broomsticks to tame these dragons.
This was the dragon farm of the Black family, and Cole was here today to see the dragons in this world.
In fact, it couldn't be said that they were giant dragons. According to Cole's observation, the largest of these dragons was only twenty or thirty meters long.
But without the bodies that could easily reach hundreds of meters in the medieval world, they only looked ferocious and had no deterrent effect at all.
For Cole, it only took a little effort to deal with these dragons.
He let the taming wizards continue their work. Introduced by Kreacher, these people were all from the Black family.
Cole had already returned Dumbledore's manpower, and the old bee had no objections.
"Master Cole, there are a total of twenty-three dragons in this dragon farm, most of which are Australian opal-eyed dragons. This kind of dragon is extremely valuable."
Cole nodded. The protein dragon in front of him had a docile personality. Under the wizard's training, it was like a house pet.
Of course, this didn't mean that this protein dragon wasn't aggressive. Often, when wizards faced these dragons, they needed the cooperation of more than a dozen wizards to defeat them.
"Master, these are the Hungarian Tree Peak Dragons. These dragons are relatively ferocious, but the dragon's lair has special functions."
The black Hungarian treetop dragon still had shackles on its mouth and became irritable upon seeing strangers.
The dragon farm wizard quickly cast a spell to calm them down.
After looking around, Cole was quite satisfied with the situation of this dragon farm. The people of the Order of the Phoenix hadn't drained the value of these dragons too much.
Dragons were a precious resource in the magic world. Cole knew that dragon skin could be used for various protective gears and dragon core could be used as the core of a wand.
Dragon meat was also a precious potion ingredient, and even dragon dung could be used as high-quality fertilizer.
The wizards had studied the entire bodies of these lizards.
It just so happened that the reconstruction work of Knockturn Alley was almost complete. When it opened, these dragons would be worth gold galleons.
In one day, Cole took Kreacher to tour the Black family's property.
Cole came out to reassure people, letting them know that the Black family now had their own say, and they just needed to work honestly.
Back at the old house, Wright came over to report.
"Master, if there is a change in what you asked me to keep an eye on, the big man will send him there tonight."
"Okay, I understand."
A few days ago, Cole had asked Wright to keep an eye on Hagrid. Yes, since the Potters died, little Harry had been given to Hagrid by Dumbledore to take care of.
It seemed that today was the day that Old Bee decided to send little Harry to his aunt's house.
There was a drizzle outside the window, and Cole sat on the sofa quietly watching.
At No. 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, night fell. Muggles enjoyed the tranquility of the night, and the family sat together enjoying dinner.
A man suddenly appeared on the street corner; it was Dumbledore the Whitebeard.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and the street lights dimmed instantly.
"I knew you were coming, Professor McGonagall."
A black and white striped cat suddenly appeared in the dim street. It walked out of the darkness with elegant steps, and the moonlight shone on it.
As it moved, the shadow slowly changed into a human form.
"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore."
Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore and said slowly, "What about the child?"
"Hagrid will bring him."
Professor McGonagall frowned and said worriedly, "Is it okay to leave such an important matter to Hagrid? You must know that there are still many Death Eaters out there."
"Believe me, McGonagall, I trust him with my life."
Dumbledore smiled. In his mind, although Hagrid was sometimes unreliable, he had never made any mistakes in major matters.
Just as the two of them finished speaking, there was a roar and a light lit up in the western sky.
From far to near, it was Hagrid flying over on a motorcycle.
Strangely, no one in the houses on both sides of the street noticed the loud noise.
A nearly three-meter-tall giant got off the motorcycle.
"Hello, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall."
Dumbledore stepped forward and looked into Hagrid's arms.
"Nothing happened, Hagrid."
Hagrid knew what Principal Dumbledore was talking about. He had been careful and cautious along the way, fearing encountering Death Eaters.
"Have a safe trip; the little one fell asleep."
Dumbledore handed the child over, and as he looked at the lightning mark on the child's forehead, Professor McGonagall said nervously, "Dumbledore, do you really want to hand Harry over to this family?"
"I've been watching them for a day. They are the worst Muggles I have ever seen. I swear there is no one worse than them."
Dumbledore didn't stop, and McGonagall continued, "He should have been the hero of our world."
"But his only relative is here."
Dumbledore's firm words left McGonagall speechless.
"When he is ready, he will return to our world."
Putting the child down, the three of them left, watching in the dark as the Dursleys carried Harry inside.
"Come out, Mr. Cole, how did you find this place?"
After Dumbledore finished speaking, he looked at the alleyway in the distance. Professor McGonagall and Hagrid instantly became nervous and took defensive postures.
Only the three of them knew what happened today.
"Don't be so nervous, Professor McGonagall. After all, the Headmaster is here; what harm could I do?"
Cole said with a smile, stepping out of the darkness, spreading his hands to show he meant no harm.
"I just came to see how the famous savior was sent to such an unknown place by the principal."
Dumbledore heard the teasing in Cole's words and said calmly, "He has his only relative here. He can be better protected here, right?"
Cole agreed on the surface, but in fact, he disagreed. What did it mean to be your only relative? Could a group of Muggles protect you?
Wasn't it the family magic that James and his wife cast on Harry, this inconspicuous love magic, that caused the arrogant Dark Lord to be defeated?
Once James Potter died, the Potter family was not left empty-handed. With so many galleons coming in every year, there was no way they couldn't support a child.
As for
protection, was there anyone in the world who felt more secure than Dumbledore?
Even while being raised at Hogwarts, no one could harm little Harry.
Cole guessed that it was just Dumbledore who had his own plan, which sounded noble on the surface.