The car engine started with a slight tremor and slid out of the garage.
Harry Potter looked out the window at the owls that made cooing sounds while watching Harry in the car, tilting their heads.
"Farewell, owls." Harry Potter bid goodbye to these friends in his heart. Just then, the car that had just left the garage was forced to stop, and just from the sharp sound of brakes, you could tell how reluctant it was.
A group of somewhat agitated people blocked the Dursley family's car.
What were they trying to do?
Dudley Dursley forgot about bullying Harry and leaned against the front seat backrest to look at those people. Harry also got a chance to breathe - he leaned against the window, curiously watching those people.
"Hey! Why are you people blocking my front door?" Vernon Dursley stuck his head out. Even though he was furious from days of torment by owls, he still tried to control his emotions.
Someone who seemed to be an organizer walked out from the group. He approached the car and said politely to Vernon Dursley, "Sorry, we regret disturbing your vacation, but we received a report that someone here has been abusing owls, causing a collective revenge phenomenon among the owls."
"Abusing owls? That's absurd." Vernon Dursley panicked for a moment, after all, he had indeed used some violent means when driving away the owls.
The organizer looked meaningfully at Vernon Dursley. "Perhaps, but don't worry, we'll investigate first."
"Absurd, this is absurd." Vernon Dursley muttered, then suddenly asked, "Who are you people?"
"Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, sir." The organizer handed over a business card. "Although this is sudden, your family's vacation will have to be postponed for a while."
"Why? You have no enforcement authority!"
"Of course, so we called the police."
The organizer shrugged and smiled slightly upon hearing police sirens. "You see, the police are here."
Compared to police, animal protection organizations often acted more swiftly - after all, they were more idle than police.
The mastermind Louis stood at the window, watching the Dursley family frantically explaining something to the police, and Harry standing aside secretly laughing, feeling very satisfied.
"This way, I can at least delay them for a week or two." Louis muttered to himself.
Finally, this farce ended in a very mundane way. After a simple inspection, no abnormalities were found. Those owls showed no aggressive tendencies - they were just perching there.
Although the reason was unknown, this was the owls' freedom, and police couldn't control it. This should be the job of animal behavior experts.
During this time, members of the bird protection society tried to attract these owls, but they were unsuccessful. These owls stood firmly in their positions, looking at these Muggles like they were idiots.
As magical creatures, they possessed superior intelligence and naturally understood what these Muggles wanted to do, but what did this have to do with mail-delivery owls?
So they chose to watch the show.
Finally, police warned the organization that had called them and ordered them to leave.
Although the ladies and gentlemen from the bird protection society were very agitated, without evidence they couldn't say much more and could only leave dejectedly.
But the impact they caused didn't end there. Before leaving, the police gave the Dursley family some advice.
"Although there's no evidence suggesting you've abused protected animals, for your safety, don't travel far in the near future. This is to clear your suspicion and also to prevent you from being threatened by the bird protection society."
The police warned Vernon Dursley, the head of household, before leaving.
"What do you mean? Would they actually harm my family?" Vernon Dursley demanded.
"There haven't been any such cases, but they do have a history of killing foxes and cats, so better be careful." The police shrugged, got in their car, and left.
Watching the police car drive away, Vernon Dursley shivered. He looked at the surrounding owls staring straight at him, cursed under his breath, and brought his family - along with dragging Harry Potter - back inside the house.
Evil people have their own nemeses. Although the Dursley family wasn't too evil, good people meant nothing to them - only people with no bottom line could pose a threat to them.
[You fooled thirteen people from the bird protection society, gained 130 Trick Points]
In his room, Louis's eyelid twitched as he looked at the system notification.
Those thirteen people combined didn't provide as many Trick Points as Hermione Granger alone.
How ridiculous.
This was one of the reasons Louis wanted to go to Hogwarts. Of course, the most important and original reason was still the pride of "A distinguished transmigrator - getting into Hogwarts should be a piece of cake."
After the system activated, his desire to enter Hogwarts wasn't necessarily to be a student, but because for him, the wizarding world that Hogwarts represented was like a high drop-rate mini-map. Although there were fewer "monsters," each one was high quality and could bring him more benefits.
Moreover, this was a limited-time map with only one chance - if he missed it, he probably wouldn't be able to sneak in for the rest of his life.