Vernon couldn't help but pull that fat face as he looked at the boy in front of him who looked to be seven or eight years old at most in appearance.
"If you're being a mischievous kid, I promise I'll have you caught by your mum and dad."
Jon pulled his wand out sowhat helplessly, there were tis when an appearance like his was the best cover, but equally, there were tis when it would be much more inconvenient.
To Vernon's eyes, he simply saw the boy in front of him pull a small wooden stick from his sleeve, and then his whole body slid aside as if out of control, making so way to the door.
As Jon walked into the Dursleys' living room, there was a person who was halfway through the sausage stealing watching with small, shocked eyes as Jon moved his near three hundred pound father aside by using so kind of sorcery.
Vernon froze for a couple of seconds before his face turned red and he shouted.
"What did you just do! Who let you into my house! Get out!"
Jon didn't pay him any mind, the Dursleys were in a different place now than they had been in the original story, as there had been a change in the middle without the adoption of Harry, so Vernon and Dudley, father and son, had no knowledge of magic nor the existence of wizards, and even the mories of their previous etings with the Potters had been largely tampered with and erased protectively.
And the only person in the family who had any knowledge of magic was Petunia.
So, once Jon had entered the living room, he called out straight away.
"Excuse , is Petunia ho?"
Petunia, who had been busy in the kitchen, had of course heard the commotion outside, and with her apron still on, she walked briskly out of the kitchen in a hurry while wiping her wet hands on it.
"What's the matter? Is sothing wrong?"
She saw Dudley, who was at the table holding up a sausage that was still about half left, just reacting from his dazed state.
"Mum! Mum! He just did that, and then this, and Dad flew off to the side! Yes, with the little wooden stick he was holding! That stick!"
Vernon, for his part, did not speak, ironically, having heard from Jon's shout that he was acquainted with Petunia.
And Petunia's whole face lost all its blood when she heard Dudley's description and at the sa ti saw the little wooden stick that Jon was holding in his hand!
A look of horror passed through her eyes, and she subconsciously held Dudley behind her!
"I have no more contact with that sister of mine! We have no contact with those people! Please! We're just normal people! My husband and son don't even know that world exists!"
Vernon could see the panic Petunia was feeling at this point, and although he didn't know exactly what his wife was afraid of, he did pull a baseball bat from a sideboard, and he threatened Jon nacingly.
"Get out! Do you hear , I don't care who you are! You're not welco here!"
"No! No! No, Vernon!" Petunia looked like she was about to cry out in fear, "Stop it, they're not afraid of what's in your hands, they're not even afraid of guns!"
Jon couldn't help but shrug a little breathlessly as he watched the chaotic scene.
He could obviously see that Petunia was mistaking him for soone from the British Ministry of Magic.
Petunia Evans, as Lily's own sister, was once naturally registered in the British Ministry of Magic's list of muggle and squib relatives, and when the British Ministry of Magic was completely under Voldemort's control, the Order of the Phoenix had proper arrangents for the families of its mbers, those who were willing to leave Britain were transferred to so safe places in Northern Europe, and those who were unwilling to leave were completely severed off the contact between the mbers and their families, and so even had their mories modified, and a new identity was made in Britain to cut off from the magical world and move on with their lives.
Petunia, on the other hand, apparently fell into the second category; at that ti she had already married into the Dursley family and had Dudley, plus she was not a witch herself, and the only channel of communication with the magical world, her own sister, had a very diocre relationship with her, so instead of accepting the arrangent that the Order of the Phoenix made for them to be transferred to Northern Europe, the Dursleys stayed in England.
Petunia was also the only one in the entire family who still had mories of her witch sister and the wizarding world.
Neither the period two years ago when Voldemort had complete control over Britain, nor the current war between Dumbledore and Voldemort, had affected the Dursleys, which had made Petunia on the verge of forgetting about the danger from another world.
Until today, when Jon had suddenly found his way here, and the information about wizards in her head was still stuck on the fact that the Death Eaters had overwheld the Order of the Phoenix and the whole of Britain was under Voldemort's rule; so the first thing Petunia could think of was that her relationship with Lily had been exposed, and Jon was naturally Voldemort's man!
"Calm down Mrs Dursley, if I were really the group you think I am, then there would be no need for all this nonsense at all once they walk in the door, they are superior freaks who would feel insulted at the sound of your voices."
Jon pulled a chair out from the side and sat down, he had co on this trip on Lily's behalf to help her confirm so speculation about what Snape was going to do next, so he was probably going to be in this living room for a while next.
Petunia did also see that Jon was obviously not carrying any malicious intent and her face, which had turned red from nervousness, gradually cald down.
From what she knew of those people, if Jon had really co to capture their family, he would have done it straight away when he walked in the door, and wouldn't have bothered to do much talking at all; once they were captured, there were plenty of ans in the magical world to pull information out of their mouths and minds.
Of course, they didn't really have any information on them, the only thing the Dursleys could be useful for was being used as hostages to threaten Lily, which combined with the fact that Lily had always been treated special because Snape had got special permission from Voldemort, had led to the fact that no one had ever thought she had a sister for over a decade.
Since Jon wasn't Voldemort's man, it was only natural that he could have found his way here in relation to a different group of people.
Petunia stared hard at Jon's face like she wanted to see sothing on Jon's expression.
"Did that sister of mine send you over here? Did she find another man?"
Hearing her second question, Jon froze for a mont before trying to understand exactly in what direction Petunia was thinking at the mont.
"I'm a student of Professor Potter's, not in the way you think." Jon said with a breathless look on his face, "Aren't you guys eating? Don't mind , there are things you can talk about while you eat."
Petunia didn't relax at this comnt from Jon, she stared at Jon's face and said with a sowhat sombre expression.
"So what are you doing here looking for us? You were already about to be driven out by that man, so Lily was left with no choice but to have you co to my house and ask us to protect you?"
Jon was losing his patience a little, he could understand Petunia wanting to protect her family from getting involved with anything that was dangerous, but at least she had to find out everything before concluding, and how could Lily do sothing like that if the Order of the Phoenix was about to be destroyed and spill over the danger to her sister.
He raised the wand in his hand, the tip of which lit up with a red shimr, while his eyes lit up with a golden fla.
"Let's sit down properly and talk again, shall we, Mrs Dursley and that Mr Dursley in the back who is trying to swing a baseball bat at my head, I'm not making this trip to bring you trouble, but to help you out, so please don't test my patience."
Just as he spoke the bat in Vernon's hand instantly ca out of his hand and flew into mid-air, no longer under his control, and Petunia was forced to sit at the table as if she had been forced into a chair by so force.
Jon actually understood why Lily was reluctant to co over on her own, if she had co to the house then the situation would only have got worse, probably Petunia would have tried desperately to get her out of the house at the first sight of her and would not have communicated calmly in any way.
Vernon, alard and angry at Jon's manoeuvres, when he sensed that his wife was resisting Jon, instead of giving up the fight when the baseball ca off, he rushed to the phone and shouted threateningly.
"I don't care what you are! Whoever sent you here in the first place! Get the hell out of here! Get the hell out of my house right now! Or I'm going to call the police, boy!"
"Langlock."
Jon aid his wand directly at Vernon, and the next mont Vernon's tongue was glued to his palate, unable to shout any more except for a whimper as his face turned red, and he covered his mouth.
Petunia, on the other hand, was stunned by the scene before her, she had already decided that since Jon was on Dumbledore's side, and with such a young appearance, he would surely not just cast a spell on a muggle, but now it was completely out of her expectation.
Just as she was about to scream out, Jon redirected the tip of his wand at her.
"I can certainly give you one too, ma'am, if you're not calm enough."
Petunia shut up and at the sa ti quickly held the head of Dudley who was too slow to react and wanted to scream out but hadn't had ti to open his mouth yet, saving him from the tragedy of becoming just like his dad.
"The world has finally cald down."
Jon breathed a long sigh of relief, and he spoke straight away, not caring whether Petunia was in the mood to listen to him now or not.
"Now finally you can listen to seriously right, the wizarding world isn't as dominated by the Dark Lord as you thought, he has suffered a major defeat in his recent year of annexing the French wizarding world, not only did he fail to take over France, now it has beco our base; he also lost the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in a recent wizarding tournant. You know the school, so you should be able to understand what this ans, that is to say, we have escaped the situation of exile that we were in before, and have a considerable advantage over the Dark Lord or you could describe it as such."
After giving a brief account of the situation at hand, whether Petunia believed it or not was another matter, Jon went on to say.
"It was also recently that we not only reclaid Hogwarts but also captured one of the Dark Lord's top henchn and an acquaintance of yours, Severus Snape, a na you might rember."
It was obvious that Petunia's pupils constricted for a mont after she heard the na.
"We caught him, but he was cunning enough to escape from France through the help of a lousy old man who wishes to remain anonymous, and is now in Britain but unable to rejoin his original lord, and he knows about Professor Potter, and I am here in Britain to hunt him down; Professor believes that there is a good chance he will be after you guys next. Of all the wizards in the whole of Britain, he knew the most about Professor Potter, and he knew you, so if he wanted to find you, then it wouldn't be difficult to find you, so just in case, the Professor had co to your house first and give you a clear picture of the situation while she would try to keep watch, and in the end, even if Snape didn't co, you would have to move away from here for a while, just to be safe. "
At this point Jon paused for a mont, he waved his wand in his hand as Petunia and Dudley looked on in horror, and the next second the kettle on the table flew up on its own, pouring a cup of tea into a mug which then flew into Jon's hand.
After such a long speech with a sowhat dry mouth, Jon downed the cup of tea that he, the guest, had entertained himself with.
"Was I clear enough? Nod your head if I am."
Petunia instantly nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, but without Jon's permission, she didn't dare make half a sound.
Seeing her performance, Jon turned his head to look at Vernon behind him who could not separate his tongue from his palate no matter how much he tried.
"And what about you, Mr Dursley? If you can guarantee that you will stop shouting then I will help you to have the magic removed from you, or of course, if your performance later proves that you actually cannot then I can help you to keep your mouth shut forever."
Jon had a wicked grin on his face as he said it, it was clearly a threat.
But Vernon couldn't take that as a threat, and he didn't dare take it as such, he could only keep nodding his head over and over as Petunia had done.
Jon kept his word and lifted the spell from him, and Vernon gasped violently as he looked on in horror at Jon, then ran to his wife and son and shielded them in his arms.
He moved in such a way that Jon felt like he was so kind of great villain.
He didn't care though, the Dursleys obviously had a low acceptance of special events, especially as Petunia herself had so issues with wizards and magic, leaving them with no way to have any sort of rational mind to interact with Jon as a wizard.
So Jon had actually thought about this possibility before he ca, and if they couldn't communicate peacefully, then even if they were intimidated, it was better than them being foolishly played by Snape as a tool man and maybe thrown to Voldemort later.
As for what they thought of themselves, Jon didn't care at all.
"You may speak now, so what do you have in mind now? Mrs. Dursley."
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