William lived in Germany for a day, and at the headquarters of the Black Magic Association in Berlin, William learned about the news that Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban! This news has actually been suppressed by the British Ministry of Magic for two days. Azkaban is a prison where the British Ministry of Magic imprisoned prisoners. Azkaban's guard is a dementor who absorbs people's happy memories. It is located in the waters of the North Sea. There is no need to use walls and water to lock the prisoners there, because the prisoners are all under the control of the dementors. The prisoners themselves will not have the simplest idea. Most prisoners go crazy within a few weeks.

The British Ministry of Magic once claimed that Azkaban was the most closely guarded place in Europe. Black's escape was undoubtedly a slap in the face. The British Ministry of Magic arranged a large number of Aurors to round up Black. However, the walls were heard. The British Ministry of Magic's actions were learned by the Black Magic Association and notified the editor-in-chief of the Prophet Daily. Under public pressure, the British Ministry of Magic could only issue a statement: Black escaped.

As for Black's escape, all parties reached a consensus: Harry. However, the Black Magic Society did not interfere with Harry's protection. To be honest, the Black Magic Society has many radical elements. They believe that the "culprit" of the failure of Voldemort's pure blood struggle is Harry. Some people from the Black Magic Society will discuss how to escape from Azkaban when they are working.

William is going to London today because it is July 31, Harry's birthday. William has no habit of celebrating other people's birthdays, but thinking about Harry's experience at the Dursley family over the past decade, William feels that as a friend, he has time and conditions, he can do something. In addition, William went to Harry because there was something very important to him.

When William came to Privet Road, he felt that he was under surveillance. It must have been protected by Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic. From a distance, William saw Mrs. Feige coming out to take out the trash, and William nodded and smiled at her. Mrs. Feige smiled back, but her eyes never left William.

"Do I look like a bad guy?" William thought depressedly.

At 4 Liverfolk Road, this is where Harry and Harry's Uncle Vernon, Aunt Penny and their son Dudley live.

"Sir, I haven't seen you nearby," Mrs. Feige walked over and said to William.

William was a little helpless. Is this the case? Even if you are worried, you don’t have to be so careful. But in Mrs. Feige’s opinion, this is all right. Now is an extraordinary period, and Harry’s situation is very dangerous.

"Oh, hello, I am Harry's classmate, my name is William Taylor. Today is his birthday," William said.

"Oh, it's Mr. Porter's classmate. Oh, yes, today is Mr. Porter's birthday. Please forgive me for your recklessness." Mrs. Feige said embarrassedly.

"It's okay," William said.

"Harry never had a classmate to see him, and this family is very repulsive to magic," said Mrs. Feige, revealing her understanding of magic invisibly.

"Do you know magic?" William looked at Mrs. Feige with a smile.

Mrs. Feige suddenly realized that she had revealed her identity and seemed a little panicked.

"Oh, Mr. Taylor, you have to see Mr. Porter. I'll leave first." Mrs. Feige left in panic.

William shook his head, turned around and rang the doorbell. After a while, a tall and burly man, who was so fat that he didn't even have a neck, had a big beard on his face. A man in his forties opened the door.

"Are you?" Vernon Dursley looked at William with a questioning look

"Sir, I am Dudley's classmate, come and see Dudley." He said, and took the gift box in his hand. "I have a good relationship with Dudley."

Vernon Dursley's face immediately filled with a smile.

"Please come in quickly."

"Thank you sir," said William.

After William entered the house, he saw a housewife with a long neck, probably Aunt Penny. Dudley was watching TV like dementia, laughing silly. He had a big pink silver-plate face, a short neck, a pair of watery blue eyes, and thick blonde hair. On the mantel, there were photos of him riding his first bicycle, photos of him riding a carousel at the expo, photos of him playing computer games with his father, and photos of him being hugged and kissed by his mother.

"Daly, your friend is here to see you," Vernon said to Dudley.

Dudley turned his head and looked at William suspiciously. Before Dudley could speak, William took out the chocolate cake.

"Duary, this is the cake I brought back from France, you can try it." William opened the cake box. Dudley completely ignored William, picked up the box and started eating.

"How did this guy become the leader of the weak gang in the school?" William thought with a wry smile.

"I'm very sorry, this child." Aunt Penny brought William a cup of tea.

"It's okay. Oh, by the way, Mrs. Dursley, I often hear Dudley mention the name Harry Potter," William said as if nothing had happened while drinking tea.

Vernon's face became a little strange. Harry's Uncle Vernon, Aunt Penny and their son Dudley are Harry's only relatives in the world. In William's opinion, although they were not good to Harry, they paid a lot. However, Harry was still young and only felt that the Dursley family was very mean to him. William believed that Harry would be grateful to the Dursley family when he grew up. But then again, William felt that some things were done too much, and Harry complained about a lot of things when he wrote during the holidays.

"Oh, that kid, he has a little bit of a head" Vernon narrowed his eyes.
Chapter completed!