"Sir..." This question surprised Harry too much. "You mean... do you know my parents?"

"My name is Wang Yao, don't call me sir." Wang Yao said. "I do know them. They are very good people, very loving, and love you very much. They are also great wizards."

"Witch, wizard?!" Harry shouted in disbelief with big blue eyes. Then he covered his mouth and looked up carefully at the stairs.

"Witch? Sir, you're kidding." Little Harry asked in a hurry. "Or have you said the wrong word?"

"Nothing was wrong." Wang Yao shook his head. "You know better than me. Think about the strange things that happened to you, the glass that suddenly disappeared, the snake that could talk, and the letters."

"Do you know the letter?"

"Of course I know, I also know the contents of the letter." Wang Yao smiled mysteriously.

Little Harry was in a state of loss of consciousness, and he didn't know if he heard Wang Yao's words.

"Harry, if I remember correctly, there are two hours left..." Wang Yao changed his sitting position, but something caught the blue thighs. He couldn't help but touch his pocket and took out a piece of chocolate from it.

this……

Wang Yao doesn't remember when he put it in.

"Sir? Why did you just say there were two hours left?"

"Ah?" Wang Yao came to his senses from the chocolate, looked at the little Harry who was curious about asking him, and his heart moved, handed the chocolate to him.

"I've lost all my things, nothing to give you, only this...Happy birthday Harry Potter."

Harry Potter stared at the chocolate handed over by Wang Yao, and his eyes became moist. His little hand took Wang Yao's chocolate, and he clumsyly peeled off his coat in front of Wang Yao, and put it in his mouth.

He sucked his nose, took off his black round glasses, and wiped his eyes with his slightly dirty sleeves.

"Thank you sir..." A crying voice came into Wang Yao's ears.

Wang Yao was stunned and suddenly felt guilty. Is it necessary to deceive and exploit the kind little Harry like this...

Little Harry, who had never received favors or kindness from others, was easily moved by a piece of chocolate handed over by Wang Yao and a happy birthday.

He stretched out his hand, touched Little Harry's head, and smiled. This time he didn't pretend. Because he thought of Little Anna.

Wang Yao subconsciously looked back at the princess skirt hanging on the clothes hanger.

"Sir, thank you." Little Harry looked up and saw Wang Yao's unhappy face. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately said, "Wang Yao..."

With a brief calm, Wang Yao was immersed in the sadness of memories, while Harry was intoxicated by chocolate and the sweetness in his heart.

"Can you tell me what my parents are doing?" Little Harry's sitting posture was no longer so straight. He glanced at Wang Yao secretly, and saw that the latter did not show any dissatisfaction, and the sitting posture relaxed a little.

"Actually, I don't know much." Wang Yao answered truthfully. After Harry showed disappointment, he hurriedly said: "When your parents saved me, they were just classmates. Later, they left China. When I saw them again, I was married and gave birth to you. Speaking of which, I even hugged you."

Wang Yao told a lie without blushing.

Little Harry scratched his head shyly: "Then... are they really dead in a car accident like Aunt Penny said..."

"They did die, but it wasn't because of a car accident..." Wang Yao shook his head. "I can't tell you why."

"Okay..." Little Harry didn't ask questions when he encountered problems like other children, and he would not give up until he achieved his goal. "You...oh no, you mentioned the envelope before. Do you know the content of the envelope?"

Since Harry would know about this in two hours, there was no need for Wang Yao to hide it and said directly: "That was an invitation from the School of Magic. The school is called Hogwarts, the academy your parents once attended."

After all, he was a child. Knowing that he could be like a wizard in animation and fairy tales, little Harry began to beg Wang Yao and asked him to tell the story of the magic world.

To a certain extent, whether it is a relaxed sitting posture or a pestering Wang Yao to tell stories, it is a way to express dependence and favorability.

Wang Yao's original purpose has been achieved incredibly perfectly.

Lightning flashed past the window, and thunder roared. The two sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire, and little Harry listened to Wang Yao's story with a serious look on his face, showing some longing from time to time.

...

"Then are you a wizard?" After listening to Wang Yao's introduction, Harry expressed his yearning and asked, "Otherwise, how could he know so much?"

"I think... it's a pity not." Wang Yao's face shining with firelight showed a hint of regret. He held a magic wand and chanted spells, releasing all kinds of gorgeous magic. Who has never imagined it?

He answered some questions from Harry. Seeing that Harry was getting more and more excited and the time was ripe, Wang Yao took away the smile that had been hanging on his face, and turned to a serious look, staring at the eyes under Harry's glasses.

"Harry, you must remember the next thing very seriously."

"It's sir!" Harry said subconsciously in a tone of answering Vernon, and his body returned to straightening.

Wang Yao's face relaxed and patted the top of Harry's head: "You don't have to do this, relax."

The quartz clock on the wall is only one right angle away from the hour and minute hands.

"In the magical world, ordinary people like me are called Muggles. They are extremely unpopular with wizards, and wizards will not let Muggles know their existence. Only Muggles families with wizards are qualified to know." Wang Yao pointed to himself and said. "I am an alien. For some reasons, I know the magical world very well."

"At midnight tonight, someone will send you an invitation letter from the Magic Academy and take you away."

"What do I need to do?" Harry asked Wang Yao subconsciously.

"Do you still want to stay here?" Wang Yao asked back, seeing Harry Potter silent, and continued, "He has no malice towards you, and even like me, he cares about you from the bottom of his heart. But you have to pretend that I have said nothing to you, pretend that you don't know anything. You can't tell anyone what I said to you today. And... Is there a way to bring me in too."

"I will keep the secret, but I...will he listen to me if I say so?" Little Harry hesitated.

"Of course I will listen." Wang Yao was not sure, but he didn't want Harry to be unconfident, so he patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Because you're Harry Potter."

Wang Yao didn't know whether this was right. He began to regret putting all bets on Harry, is it really appropriate? If Harry said something to Hager, even if it was just leaked inadvertently. Once Gandalf, if Dumbledore knew about it, what was waiting for Wang Yao would be a "greeting" from the wizard.

Moreover, if you get involved in the magic world, it doesn’t mean you can be smooth sailing. Since the magic world is a hidden world, it will naturally not be seen by these ordinary people. For example, one of the entrances to the magic world, nine and three-quarters of the platform.

Wang Yao had no other way, Harry was his only hope.

The hour and minute hands of the quartz clock overlap together.

0:00

"He is coming." Wang Yao said.

Bang!

A loud bang suddenly rang out.

Wang Yao and Harry looked at the door together.
Chapter completed!