"I don't think it's a good idea," Harry replied immediately. "And they won't come to pick me up."

"I don't think so," Moody said in a grudge. He limped forward a little. "That's them, right, Potter?"

He pointed his thumb from the back of his shoulder, and his magical eyes obviously passed through the back of his head and the bowler hat. He was peering at what was behind. Harry slanted slightly to the left and looked in the direction pointed by the crazy man. It was indeed good, and the three of Dursley were looking at Harry's welcome group there in fear.

"Why are they back?" Harry said in surprise.

"Because I informed them, Potter," Silver said.

"you?!"

"Okay, let's go to the next step. How about it?" Mr. Weasley said to Moody.

"Yes, I think so too, Arthur," Moody said.

He and Mr. Weasley walked in the front and walked across the station towards the Dursleys, who were obviously too scared to move their feet.

"Good afternoon," Mr. Weasley came to Uncle Vernon, stopped and said happily, "I am Arthur Weasley."

"We think it's necessary to talk to you briefly about Harry," Weasley said, still having a smile on his face.

"No," Moody growled, "about the treatment he received with you."

Uncle Vernon was so angry that his beard was about to rise up. Perhaps the bowler hat gave him the illusion that he was dealing with a person like him, so he said to Moody: "I don't know what the matter at home has to do with you-"

"I think you can write several books on things you don't know, Dursley." Moody roared.

"Don't say that, that's not our focus." Tonks interrupted, her pink hair seemed to annoy Aunt Penny more than the others put together, because she closed her eyes and didn't look at her at all. "The point is, if we find that you abused Harry-"

"Please don't make such mistakes, we will get the exact news." Lupin added happily.

"Yes, if we get news that Porter was abused, no matter how abuse it is, we will react." Moody said.

Uncle Vernon was so angry that his anger seemed to exceed his fear of these strange people.

"Are you threatening me, sir?" he shouted, causing passersby to turn their heads.

"Yes, I'm threatening you," said the crazy-eyed man, who seemed particularly happy that Uncle Vernon had realized this so quickly.

"Do I look like the kind of person I'm threatened?" Uncle Vernon cried.

"Oh?" Moody said, moving the hat back and revealing his vicious, constantly rotating magical eyes.

Uncle Vernon jumped back in fear and hit a luggage cart hard.

"Yes, I have to say that you are such a person, Dursley."

Moody stopped paying attention to him and turned to face Silver, "Boy, scaring us has already scared us, and we have to leave it to you next."

Jack Silver smiled and walked towards the Dursleys, "Hello, Mr. Dursley, I think before I came here, Mr. Brown had told you that Groning Company had been acquired by my family last week, which means-"

"No, no, no, you can't fire me." Mr. Vernon Dursley was a little emotionally out of control. "I have made contributions to the company, I dedicated all my youth to Groning Company, and I have family!"

Penny hugged Dudley tightly.

"Oh, I'm afraid you've misunderstood, Mr. Dursley." said Jack Silver, "I'm not trying to fire you."

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to say, I want to open a new branch and plan to transfer you to Sheffield as the general manager of the branch."

"General manager?!"
Chapter completed!