Harry Potter's Catastrophe

Vernon sat on the chair for a while, his red face slightly recovered. His eyes glanced at the large order contract on the table, and his mood improved slightly.

He twisted his butt in fear. If he really grew a pig tail, he would have to move his whole family. The last time he went to cut Dudley's pig tail, the doctor looked at him with a weird look all morning.

"It's better to leave!" Vernon muttered, "This way tonight's dinner will be safe. Pour me a glass of water, I need to adjust..."

"Even if he lives in a villa, his room is still so small..." Taking the water from Penny, Vernon suddenly thought of something.

"Then why don't we write to..." Petunia said hesitantly, not wanting to say anything about magic.

"No, let them do their own thing, I don't want to have any kind of contact or contact with them!" Vernon said firmly. He didn't want to find Dumbledore, but the damn old man always came to him.

Harry, who was already happily taking off on the other side, had really taken off.

The invisible car was flying high in the sky, and Harry was filled with joy. He had just escaped from the clutches of the devil and now everything he looked at was so joyful.

"Thank you!" Harry felt that his friends were his saviors at this moment, and it felt like a life-saving friendship.

"Nothing, that's what we should do." Ron was also very happy.

"But you have to thank Carney. He predicted that you would have a very bad life. He was falsely accused of using magic and was locked in the room and couldn't come out..." George turned back to chat with Harry in the passenger seat.

"Oh, maybe it's not that bad," Harry said with a smile.

"But I'm very sorry that my uncle said that to you..." Harry felt a little guilty. He heard those words from Vernon, but Ron and the others may have never been said like that. Except for Malfoy, he saw Ron's face turned red with anger.

"It's okay, it's worse than Malfoy's cynicism." Ron had already forgotten about this matter, especially when he saw that Vernon was so angry that he couldn't speak and could only compromise. Want to laugh.

"Yes, and Carney avenged us. He originally planned to add something to their water, but gave up in order not to cause trouble for his father." George took out a bottle of blue potion and said.

"It's a wise choice. Dr. Pomfrey can't detect it, but St. Mungo's is not sure." Indeed, Vernon sent a letter to Principal Dumbledore's office. The school's punishment was nothing. If the Ministry of Magic found out, Weiss would probably Mr. Lai is not feeling well, he is committing murder.

"Carney, thank you for a few days. How did you know that Uncle Vernon is having an important dinner tonight? But your predictions are half accurate and half wrong." Harry said with a smile, "I didn't tell them that magic is forbidden. Things are much better than before.”

"In that case, Harry, have you received my letter?" Ron said, "I wrote you a letter a long time ago. I invited you to our home a week ago, but there has been no reply from you."

"I haven't received any letters, and Hedwig is in a cage, so I can't contact anyone," Harry said.

"Where did the letter go?" George asked curiously. Owls don't get lost and send wrong letters.

"Of course it was done by the house elf we captured." Carney grabbed Dobby, who was obviously still unconscious.

"House elves? They are a little different from the ones in Hogwarts." Harry had been fooling around with Carney at night, so he had seen them before, but they were not as miserable as this one, and they were wearing old, yellowed pillowcases.

"Why is it tied?" Dobby's hands and feet were tied with ropes.

"House elves are all necessary traveling phantoms. They disappear with a snap. If you don't tie them down, they will run away," Carney said.

"Carney predicted that all the letters to you have been intercepted by this house elf." Ron said, "We actually found it outside the Dursley's window. Harry, you shouldn't mess with it." Who are you? It’s not an ordinary person who can raise a family and raise an elf.”

Carney shook out the old pillowcase on his body, and a small pile of letters fell out, all from Ron, Hagrid and Hermione, with Hagrid having the most letters.

"Here they are!"

"Hermione actually wrote a letter to Harry, but she hasn't even replied to my letter yet." Ron puffed up his mouth.

"Ron, you should go to the post office in the village near your home. Hermione was not delivered by owl." Harry found some stamps.

"I said why I didn't receive the letter. I thought it had been forgotten. It turned out that it was all the house elf's fault." Harry said angrily.

House elves are not something that ordinary wizarding families can have. Wild house elves are not allowed to go to the Muggle world. Once discovered, there is only one end.

If there is an owner, the owner must bear the consequences and pay a large amount of money. However, the house elf will not disobey the owner's orders. You only need to give it an order in advance not to go to the Muggle world, and there will be no problem. , but even if it is not issued, they will not go.

"I don't know? Besides Malfoy, there is only... You-Know-Who!" Harry couldn't figure out who wanted to cause trouble for him. Malfoy was one of them, and besides him, there was only You-Know-Who.

"This is Malfoy's house. His name is Dobby. He comes here to help Harry." Carney said.

"Did you predict this again?" Harry didn't believe it.

"Let's just ask it." Carney shook Dobby, and the space in the car was limited. "Harry, let Hedwig out, four of them are a bit cramped."

Hedwig flew back and forth, one birdcage was missing, and the position became more empty.

"Wake up!" Carney opened the car window and rewarded him with a water balloon, and Dobby's big eyes moved.

"Oh, I was caught! By Harry Potter's classmate..." Dobby woke up and found his situation, struggling. He stopped when he saw Harry, "Oh, Harry Potter!"

"Are you here to find me?" Harry asked.

"Of course! Dobby wants to see you very much. Dobby has heard of your great deeds a long time ago." Dobby lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Harry.

"Really Dobby! Is your master Malfoy?" Ron was surprised by Carney's prediction and asked Dobby.

"Oh, bad Dobby, bad Dobby, bad Dobby, I was caught accidentally, and my master was found out, they will definitely punish me!" Dobby was shocked that the master he was serving was found out, and his mood changed. When he got excited, he twisted his body and shook his head wildly, trying to hit the car door, but he was held up by Carney.

"It seems Carney is right. If we hadn't come today and it was causing trouble, looking at the performance of the Dursleys today, Harry might have been in a worse situation," George said.

"Why do you want to hurt me?" Harry glared at Dobby.

"I didn't want to harm the great Harry Potter, I just wanted to help you!" Dobby's big eyes were filled with tears.

"I don't need your help, I'm fine." Seeing Dobby burst into tears, Harry also calmed down. Carney had also said before that Dobby was here to help him.

"No, you don't know what kind of conspiracy is waiting for you, you can't go back to school." Dobby said eagerly.

"Is it Malfoy?" Dobby is the elf of the Malfoy family, which means it's Malfoy's fault and wants to target him next week.

"What's the conspiracy?" Harry asked.

"No, I can't say." Dobby shook his head and tried to hit the car door again.

Harry looked at Carney.

"Hmm... I'm thinking about it and deciding whether to tell you or not." Are you going to tell Harry and the others about the Horcrux now? Or is it a diary? Or maybe a basilisk? It would be better for them not to know about the Horcrux now. He wanted the diary himself, so how could he tell them what the basilisk said...

"Kani, just tell me!" Harry begged. He really wanted to know what the conspiracy was that killed him, and everyone else in the car also wanted to know.