Hogwarts Melon Eater

Really flattered! A fresh pack of imported dog biscuits from the US!

"Thank you Auntie," Harry took the biscuits, ignoring the staring eyes of the sharpei named Lippi at Aunt Maggie's feet.

Dudley gets a brand new, computer-controlled robot—

If Anna was there, she would surely comfort herself, "What kind of flashy decorative toy is that? It can't compare to a pack of delicious, nutritious and filling dog biscuits!"

Harry continued to smile, and Vernon Dursley took Maggie's salute from the car and gave Harry a surprised look.

It's been a month since he's caught Harry very little, it's like he's finally found his place - well, maybe he really realizes that he should be a normal person.

After a series of commands, Aunt Maggie's big **** finally touched the poor little sofa of the Dursleys.

"Open the presents! Open the presents!" Dudley stood in front of the Christmas tree with his new toy in high spirits. He pointed with his thick fingers, "...fifteen, sixteen...thirty-six, thirty-seven..."

Beautifully packaged gift boxes piled under the Christmas tree, the small ones about the size of Mr. Mighty, the big ones that could fit Harry inside, and Harry suspected that it was a house elf that Aunt Petunia had abducted to help her with the housework - and couldn't help but start Worrying about whether my cabinets can squeeze another new occupant.

He stared at the givers of those gifts with wide eyes. Harry was a little disappointed. After all, he already had a pack of dog biscuits this year, didn't he?

"...Thirty-eight!" Dudley jumped up excitedly, the whole floor vibrated, and he squeezed in front of Harry to show off, "Guess how many Christmas gifts I have?"

"A hundred gifts, Oliver has a hundred gifts." Harry opened his mouth and came.

"..." Dudley was obviously not so excited, and he was probably thinking about asking for a hundred presents next Christmas.

Aunt Petunia stood by and frowned and counted the gifts, "Why thirty-eight?" She whispered, "I only remember thirty-seven..."

Dudley sat down and started unpacking, a little red cart, an expensive remote-controlled steamboat at a glance, a robotic parrot that made a sound in a cage, "I want a live! A parrot that can fly!" The force was screaming, and Uncle Vernon had to comfort him to buy him one soon.

"What is this?" Dudley picked up a gift box that was packaged differently from the others, shook it vigorously, but there was no sound inside, "Empty box!" Dudley was furious, and he glared at his parents.

"Baby nephew, let me take a look," Maggie took the box, which had nothing written on it, no name, address, or congratulations - just like a surprise box waiting to be opened.

Harry stood in the corner as a clothes rack, staring curiously at the box in Aunt Maggie's hand.

As soon as she exerted force, the box opened, and there were no extra surprises. Maggie used her index finger to hook out an ugly teacup from it in disgust. "Where did the poor people come from?" She glanced at Harry.

"It's not Harry," said Aunt Petunia honestly, "he doesn't even have the money to buy this stuff—probably a gift from a poor kid trying to flatter our baby Dada, and I accidentally piled it up. here."

Maggie put the \'ugly\' cup on the ground, "In normal times, I think this cup is dirty for my Lippi, you know, my sweet Lippi uses a custom bowl at home," the sand The dog came lazily closer, and Aunt Maggie poured some water into the cup.

Absolutely - that's a biting teacup!

Maybe it will soon become a dog-biting teacup, and this wicked dog finally ushered in its retribution.

Harry opened the glass conservatory door to the backyard with trembling hands, looking at the Dursleys. "Airy," he said.

There seems to be nothing wrong with it. The firewood in the fireplace is burning too well, and the air in the room is not very good. The boy finally has some vision. Uncle Vernon nodded slightly.

"Woooooo! Woow!" Lippi's nose was bitten by the cute teacup.

It buried its whole face in the cup, and Aunt Maggie thought its head was stuck, and shouted anxiously, "Lippy! My dear!"

Aunt Maggie's heart hit the wall and made a mess of the glasshouse—

Everyone, especially Aunt Petunia - she screamed, because she couldn't stand the mess last, and everyone was on the move, hoping to catch Lippi.

The hero Lippi ran under Dudley's feet. Dudley screamed and tripped himself. Uncle Vernon ran to help Dudley, but he knocked the Christmas tree flying, and the living room jumped.

Finally, when the heroic Lippi had done enough trouble, it called "woohoo--" twice, rushed out of the glasshouse through the door Harry opened, and ran around the garden twice, trying to roll and get the teacup down, Failing to do so, it twisted and ran away from Aunt Maggie's crotch.

It just so happened that the garden fence that made Uncle Vernon tugged at his crotch had not been repaired, so there were two more beautiful figures on the streets of Privet Drive - a mad dog with a teacup on his head, and a mad dog behind him, panting and chasing after him bloated woman.

"Did the plan succeed?" Ron leaned over to Anna, "I think I heard screams from outside."

"Sit down, be quiet, little Ronnie, even if there's a beautiful fire dragon outside, it has nothing to do with us," Fred pushed Ron back to his seat, "unless you want to go to Aunt Muriel's house. for a few months."

George made a zipper on Ron's mouth, "Secret - then we can learn in the fun Muggle world, don't you feel excited?"

Ginny took Ron's arm and gave him a heavy nod. This was one of the few opportunities to live next door to Harry. "We don't know anything."

A few people were sitting on the sofa in the living room. Mr. Weasley was looking at the TV curiously. His hot eyes seemed to want to disassemble the TV to find out.

"Lanna, thank you so much!" Molly Weasley held Lena's hand. "The kids are arguing that they don't want to go to their aunt's, and we don't know what to do - this is the first time I've seen the twins. Crying nose, scared me and Arthur to death."

Anna looked at the twins~www.NovelMTL.com~ We were looking for the sadness potion that Luna's father asked for," Fred explained in a low voice, "it dripped into the soup and almost made my tear ducts dry. "

"Since our babies, we haven't cried so happily. I thought we had no tears." George added.

"Don't say it, maybe they both have hairy hearts." Ron whispered.

"Maoheart?" Anna felt like she had heard it somewhere.

"\'Wizard's Hairy Heart\', a fairy tale, hairy heart is used to describe a wizard who doesn't understand feelings," Ginny explained to Anna.

"A wizard used black magic to take out his heart and put it in a crystal box to maintain his wonderful single life. As a result, he was ridiculed that he couldn't find a wife. In order to prove himself, he went to find a good girl—"

"The girl had to see his sincerity, so he took out the heart, because if it was left outside for too long, the heart would grow hair..."

Speaking of which, Ginny stuck out her tongue, "The girl was so happy, I don't know what to be happy about seeing a hairy heart, and she asked the wizard to put the heart back where it should be - the wizard just Put Mao's heart back in his chest - I really don't know what to say - the best place it should be is the trash can!"

Ginny concluded, "I think this story is about telling us to put trash where it's supposed to go."

"Incisive," Anna applauded, and it seemed that she didn't have to worry about Ginny being cheated by a man with wicked schemes.

"But Mom said it was to tell us not to use black magic." Ron frowned.

"Lipi! Lippi!" There was a woman's clamor from outside the window, "Help! Who will help me stop it!"

"What happened?" Lina stood up and opened the door.