When he found Harry entering, his cousin Dally screamed and covered his butt. The pig tail that Hagrid conjured last time had tortured him for several months.
Seeing Dali's funny actions, even though he actually felt guilty about it, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
Then he was glad he hadn't done that, and just as Harry suppressed his laughter, Aunt Petunia came out of the kitchen with a plate of freshly fried herrings.
"Aunt Petunia."
After seeing Harry, the corners of Petunia's mouth moved. After all, she didn't say anything. She just put on an expression on her face that didn't know whether it was a smile or not when she faced him.
And if she came in and saw her nephew laughing at her son, that would definitely be a different scene.
After Penny placed the fried fish on the table, she returned to the kitchen.
Harry found that today's dinner was a little unusual. It was not that sumptuous. The food on the table was a little less than the sumptuous standard, but it was a bit more than usual meals.
It's like preparing a regular dinner and then adding two extra dishes.
The atmosphere of the dinner was extremely strange. Uncle Dursley and his wife, who occupied a slightly larger area, kept communicating with their eyes, as if filling their stomachs was not the real purpose of the meal.
Cousin Dali's eyes wandered back and forth between Harry and the place where the umbrella used to be at the door, and from time to time he touched his butt with his hand, as if to confirm whether there was a tail suddenly there.
It was obvious that Hagrid's inappropriate behavior during his last visit had left a serious psychological shadow on the "balloon" boy in front of him.
Although he had a good relationship with Hagrid, Harry really couldn't defend him without conscience.
Think about it, a boy with a normal body, ahem, normal body without considering severe obesity, suddenly grows a pig tail. What kind of experience is that?
He did not dare to play with his friends or participate in any group activities, including going to school. He was afraid of dark rooms, the sea, the sound of wind and rain, and the sight of umbrellas, beards, and tall men.
But the amazing thing is that when Hagrid transformed Dally into a tail, he was eating his cousin's birthday cake. Afterwards, he was extremely disgusted with almost anything that could match the environment at that time, but he still had a special affection for cakes. bell.
Could it be said that this is one of the gifts of a foodie, that he does not dislike any food?
And the worst part is, this tail has been with him for quite a while.
For the first few days, the Dursleys hoped that the pig tail that had grown out of thin air would disappear just as it came.
However, this is ultimately a luxury.
Until a week later, the little tail was still as strong as before, and it would swing slightly on its own from time to time - every time the tail shook, Dali would be frightened and scream.
From then on, Mr. Dursley went to great lengths to find a suitable doctor for him, and those who had not experienced it could never imagine how difficult it was.
Doctors and nurses must be able to maintain confidentiality, and surgeries must be performed secretly.
After all, even if he was not sent to the laboratory, news headlines such as "Shocked! A boy in England actually grew a pig's tail!" would be enough to ruin Dali's life.
It took more than a month for Dali to get rid of the nightmare of moving behind his buttocks, and it took even longer for him to fully recover.
There was nothing Harry could do about it. He could only imitate the way Ani comforted him and showed a gentle smile to his cousin.
"ah!"
"Bang!"
As a result, after Dali saw his cousin's "weird" smile, he jumped up in fright, put his raised belly on the edge of the table, and made a mess on it. Then he ran upstairs without looking back. .
"Dada baby!" Aunt Petunia quickly stood up and wanted to catch up with her son.
Uncle Dursley subconsciously looked at Harry angrily.
"It's not me, I didn't do anything, I just smiled." Harry explained in a panic, why was this happening? Do you think your smile is scary?
"Penny, come back and let him be alone for a while." Dursley weakly called his wife back. Since the tail incident, his son has become very sensitive. Today's scene is not the first time.
"Sorry, Harry." Dursley apologized to his nephew with some difficulty. He knew that it was not Harry's fault. He was just used to venting his anger on the boy.
Harry used to eat his food and use his food, but he never knew how to be grateful, and he was unruly and unruly. He had no respect for him as the head of the family, and he did not wish them well at all. He would also take pleasure in others' misfortunes when things happened at home.
If there was such a person in the family, what would everyone think of him? How will he be treated?
Anyway, from Dursley's point of view, he felt at ease no matter how he treated Harry at that time, and not driving the boy out was already showing mercy on his uncle's part.
But it's different now. Now that Harry has changed, as an adult and a well-educated person, naturally he can no longer be the same as before.
Even his perception of Harry was completely different.
It was like a tattered book that had been sitting on the corner of a table for countless years and was probably thrown away when the table was changed. Suddenly, a visiting guest identified it as an antique and bought it for two thousand pounds.
It gives people a completely different feeling than selling jewelry with an expected value of 1,800 pounds for 2,000 pounds.
Harry's sudden change brought Dursley a huge surprise.
It's not that he is coveting the rewards that Harry said. Well, for Dursley, any income is worth looking forward to.
But for him, less than two thousand pounds is really not a lot of money, it is better than nothing.
What's important is that Harry's kindness made Dursley feel that ten years of hard work had finally paid off, at least he didn't create an enemy.
Harry's sudden change had a huge impact on the Dursleys' hearts. You must know that he didn't send any gifts to his family at Christmas.
But Dursley's apology had an equally shocking impact on Harry. The boy felt that if his hair hadn't been thicker, this simple sentence would have blown off his skull.
"No, it's okay." Harry felt his throat was dry. This was the first time he heard an apology from his uncle.
"Your cousin has been a little sensitive since the stormy night at the beach house last time." Vernon vaguely mentioned the reason for Dali's mental stress, deliberately avoiding the matter of his son growing a tail.
"terribly sorry……"
"No, I know it's not your fault." Vernon interrupted Harry's apology, "Those people are just like that, ignorant, barbaric, and unreasonable."
"Just like your father, Harry, I don't like him, and I don't like your mother, but I really didn't expect them to die." Aunt Petunia gave up clearing the table and sat next to her husband.
Her words were as harsh as ever, but at the end they became deeper and her tone trembled.
"We have read the letter that appeared at the door with you. Just because he refused to surrender, the man named Voldemort brutally killed my sister."
