The private villa occupied hundreds of hectares, and both the front and backyards were divided into several sections.
At this moment, a soft and cuddly small figure was crawling carefully next to the flower garden in the front yard.
Avoiding the servants coming in and out, he was like a little fox, carrying a small backpack and moving toward the gate.
In his big, pitch-black eyes, a cunning light was reflected. Seeing someone walking towards him from a distance, the little guy got a jolt and dove directly into the flower bed...
"Search carefully, don't leave any corner unturned, report any trace you find immediately!" The butler's robust voice suddenly came from the front.
"Yes!" The bodyguards and servants all started to scatter, searching every corner of the villa.
A few servants were heading directly toward the flower bed where Harry was hiding.
The little guy blinked his big eyes, and his soft little body immediately lay on the ground, almost glued to the dirt.
