For the vast majority of young wizards from wizarding families, Hogwarts, summer vacation time is very wonderful. At home, they don’t have to think about those boring magic courses. They can sleep in until noon every day, and after lunch, they can pick up the broom from the broomstick. Take out the broomstick from the shed and fly freely on the lawn around the house, enjoying the pleasant holiday time.
The homework assigned by the professors at the school will not cause them much trouble, because their father and brother both graduated from that school with passing grades, and it is easy to guide the little wizard to complete the holiday homework.
In addition, all wizarding families who are relatively wealthy will use their summer vacation time to take their children to visit places of interest in the magical world to increase their knowledge.
Harry drooled over such a life, because in comparison, life with the Dursleys was terrible.
Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and their son Dudley are Harry's only relatives in the world. But if given the choice, Harry would rather not have such a large family of relatives and would rather grow up in an orphanage. Harry wasn't ashamed of his thoughts. After all, the orphanage wouldn't let him live in the utility room under the stairs for several years, would it?
Their mutual dislike reached its peak on Harry's eleventh birthday, when he was admitted to the great wizarding school.
In Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the little wizard Harry hates most is undoubtedly Draco Malfoy from Slytherin School. That family is the most prominent in the wizarding world and hates Muggles or wizards of mixed origin. , but Uncle Vernon and the others were the complete opposite. Their attitude toward magic was like that of people in the Middle Ages, who wanted to hang everyone or anything related to magic.
On many nights when he had to hide under the covers and finish his summer homework by flashlight, Harry had imagined what interesting sparks they would have if the Dursleys bumped into the Malfoys.
Of course, this is just Harry's fantasy of having fun. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the two families to meet each other.
Today is Saturday, and Harry almost didn't sleep all night last night because the most annoying professor in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry assigned him a paper on the shrinking potion, which directly led to him oversleeping. He had the misfortune of missing the Dursleys' normal breakfast time.
When Harry walked quickly to the kitchen table downstairs, he found that there were only a few empty oil dishes on the table, and Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley were watching TV around the table. ..
This was not surprising at all. Where Dudley appeared, it was simply wishful thinking to still have something to eat after waking up late.
Seeing Harry standing at the top of the stairs, his expression was certainly not very pleasant. Dudley, who was almost fat and had a baby whale with a tuft of golden hair on his head, proudly showed off the cream cake in his hand, his plump and grilled sausage. The cream smeared around the lips resembled Uncle Vernon's bushy mustache.
"Um...well, I had a nightmare last night, so--"
Phew--
Dudley spurted out a splash of cream, and his shoulders as broad as the city wall were shaking. However, the horse-faced Aunt Petunia strangely poked her sweetheart under the table to stop him from laughing at Harry. Behavior.
And Uncle Vernon, who loved to yell at Harry, did not shout angrily that he was an ungrateful bad boy. Instead, he pointed at the kitchen counter with his stubby, purple-tinged finger.
"There are some pieces of bread and fried eggs left for you, boy--"
When he said this, Vernon was breathing heavily, and his huge body, which was even more impressive than Dudley's, was hunched up and down, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger.
"okay!"
Harry looked at the dry pieces of bread and said, he knew that Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia probably paid a lot of money to keep this bit of food from Dudley's mouth. It was very likely that it would be another movie. The latest gaming computer or remote control airplane, etc., just like the brand new color TV hanging on the wall in the kitchen.
In fact, if it had been last summer, his jaw would have dropped at the small kindness shown to the Dursleys.
The reason why they acted so lightly was because their unreasonable behavior had been going on for two weeks.
At first, Harry thought it was because they were in a particularly good mood during this period - in the first week of the summer vacation, Uncle Vernon's company sent him a new car, and they parked the car in Discussions were held loudly in the garden so that the neighbors in Privet Drive could hear, so that they could enjoy the envious looks of others.
But later, Harry could confirm that the truth of the matter would not be like this, because based on Harry's years of experience, no matter how happy the Dursleys were, they would not look good on him for more than two days.
Dudley turned his head to face the TV screen, but his ears did perk up.
Harry, on the other hand, sat in his usual seat, chewing a piece of bread in silence, pretending not to notice the eye contact between Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.
What are they planning...
Harry was keenly aware of this, but he was determined not to make a fuss and finish his breakfast as quickly as possible, because he was not sure whether what was about to happen would have a good outcome. If the outcome was bad, He has angered the Dursleys, so it is very likely that in the next period of time, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia will not give him a crumb before he starves to death... Before entering Hogg This has been done many times before Watts -
"How are you studying, boy!"
Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia seemed to have reached a consensus. In the end, it was Uncle Vernon who spoke, but he seemed to feel extremely ashamed of what he was about to say. His shoulders were shaking violently with every syllable he uttered. ..
Harry's body suddenly tensed up, and he had a premonition that he was about to figure out what he had been confused about all this time.
Uncle Vernon's questions were so confusing that Harry was stunned for several seconds before he could roughly guess what Uncle Vernon was talking about. Then, his emerald green eyes widened in shock.
If there is any taboo that must not be touched in this house, then it is undoubtedly talking about anything related to magic. In the past, it was often Harry who accidentally touched this taboo and took the initiative to discuss it. This... Harry even wanted to pinch his cheeks to see if he was still dreaming.
"You mean in...Hogg...um...!"
Harry was about to blurt out subconsciously, but when he saw Uncle Vernon's red face suddenly turning purple, and Aunt Petunia's extremely thin shoulder blades that were about to break the skin, he immediately realized his mistake and quickly changed his face. An argument that doesn't irritate his nerves so much,
"I learned something, um... I'm only in third grade after the summer vacation, so there are still a lot of things I don't understand--"
The kitchen suddenly fell into a weird silence. Dudley tried his best to show that he didn't care about this topic, but his ears as high as antennas betrayed his true inner thoughts. His eyes were staring blankly at the greasy plates on the dining table, and his face was extremely gloomy.
Uncle Vernon, on the other hand, clenched his two fists the size of sandbags on the table, trying his best to digest and take the initiative to talk about the shame this brought to him.
This weird scene was so horrifying that Harry even felt that it didn't matter if he was hungry for a few days, as long as he could get rid of this situation as soon as possible.
But deep down, Harry was a little eager to know why Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, who hated magic so much, talked to him about magic for the first time.
"Huh--boy--"
Finally Uncle Vernon spoke again, but his question made Harry fall into deeper doubts.
"--Do you have any means to treat people..."
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