hello mr draco

Such a worrying and unpleasant afternoon finally passed.The night is shrouded in Privet Drive, and the starry sky still stretches over the garden with neat eaves, like countless little angels blinking.

Harry was lying on that not-so-tidy bed, and even when he lay on it, the boards of the bed would still make a dying sound.

The gurgling sound came out of his stomach for the 15th time, and he was counting the time with his fingers, it was almost there.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Every time it was eight or nine o'clock, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon would go to their rooms.And now it was his dear cousin Dudley's turn to bring him food quietly.

"three two……"

He was still counting silently in his brain, and took out a finger from time to time to remember the count.

Since Cousin Dudley, who had changed his personality a month ago, negotiated with him on that morning run, he found that his life had gradually improved a lot.At least the clothes and trousers he is wearing now are very suitable for his body.Cousin Dudley had bought these for him with his own money.Although he was severely taught by Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon at the beginning, it's better to be scolded than nothing.

"one."

"Dong dong dong!" The regular knock on the door sounded on the wooden door of the cupboard.

"Here we come!" Harry stood up straight from the bed. He was already so hungry that his chest was piercing his back, and he didn't even wear shoes, so he opened the door of the cupboard non-stop.

Stretching out his head to look upstairs in the corridor, and then looked at the empty living room, he made sure that Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had gone to bed before he dared to turn sideways and let the person standing at the door holding the cake and Cousin Dudley enters with a bunch of snacks.

"Your room is really terrible. It seems that I have to ask Mom and Dad to change your room. How about the room next door to me?" Dudley said while throwing the cake and snacks in his hand on the bed.

Because of his relatively large size, the crumbling bed couldn't hold his squeeze.He could only sit down on the floor next to him, the golden hair on his head accidentally touched the spider web, his nose was pointed, and some dust was also on it.

At this moment, he was holding his nose to sneeze and brewing between sneezing and not. Out of the corner of his eyes, he just saw Harry who was closing the door cautiously.

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad are already asleep."

Harry Potter nodded timidly, gradually being attracted by what he said just now.

"Are you really going to let me live in the room where you put your things?" Even though Harry knew that Cousin Dudley was very talkative, he was still very shocked that he was willing to give up the grocery room where he put his birthday presents every year. Live for yourself.

After all, that room full of things is still a room, at least better than this cobweb-covered, dusty cupboard from time to time.

"Hey, of course. It's just a matter of time, we've got to have a better chance of convincing my parents. Don't you, Harry?"

Harry, who was eating the cake, licked his fingers quietly, and smiled with his mouth full of cream.

"Do you want to eat it?" Maybe Harry realized that it was inappropriate to eat alone, looking at the cake that he dug out with a spoon beyond recognition.He looked timidly at Dudley who was sitting motionless on the floor.

"Didn't I tell you, don't show these things in front of me until I'm as thin as you." Dudley's tone was so disgusted that he even changed the way he looked at the cake.

Being rejected so harshly, Harry had no choice but to hold out his hand pitifully.He also agreed with what Cousin Dudley said just now, and he also felt that Cousin Dudley should lose weight.

When his eyes shifted to the cake again, Harry was already devoting himself to the food.This was the most delicious piece of cake he had eaten in his eight years of life, and everything seemed to be getting better.

After a few bites to finish off the cake, Harry started to finish off the snacks again.At this moment, he suddenly thought of some serious problem, and looked in surprise at Dudley, who was turning over the garbage piled up in the corner.

"Honestly, Dudley. Why do you have magical powers like me?" Harry couldn't believe what he saw the other day. He always thought he was the only one with the same strange abilities as himself.

But when he went to the toilet that night, he saw Dudley sneaking out alone, letting the garden shears cut the lawn automatically.If it wasn't for the very round moon that night, he would definitely slap himself a few times to see if he was dazzled or still dreaming.

At the mention of this, Dudley stopped turning through the garbage leisurely.In fact, he himself doesn't know why he has magical powers.

According to the original writing of Harry Potter, Dudley Dursley should be an ordinary person.But he really didn't know why he wanted to trim the flowers and plants in the garden on a whim that day, so that Harry would not be driven out by his mother to mow the lawn in the garden the next day, and he would have a smelly and messy hair .

As a result, as soon as this idea sprouted in his heart, he saw the scissors in his hand fly out automatically, as if someone was manipulating them to trim those messy branches sticking out of the fence.

"I don't know, Harry." Shaking his head, Dudley thought seriously, and continued: "You should know that your mother is my mother's sister. I think Aunt Lily has magical powers. I more or less It will also be inherited from generation to generation..."

In fact, it was just a crooked reason Dudley deliberately made up in order to appease Harry's cranky head.

Only after reading the original book and adding Dudley who became a time traveler can he truly know.The fact that he suddenly possessed magic power was very strange in itself, and he felt that the magic power on his body seemed a little familiar.

It's kind of like...

Like his buddy 'Chen Junyu' used to show off those tricks in front of him in the Confucius Institute.

Plants can be manipulated, and objects can be moved with their own ideas at will.He is so familiar with these things. In order to copy homework in math class, he was greatly favored by Chen Junyu's magical talent in junior high school.

"Okay..." Lowering his head in frustration, Harry finally got rid of the snacks on the bed.Excitedly, he piled the quilt in a roll in the corner. It was only 9:[-] and he still didn't feel sleepy.Fortunately, he sat upright by the wall, wanting to hear Cousin Dudley continue talking about what he hadn't finished talking about the night before.

Seeing this guy's appearance, Dudley rolled his eyes helplessly, then came to sit by the bed, and continued talking about some things he knew.

"I think when you are 11 years old, you should also receive a notice from Hogwarts. So now even if your parents send you to any school, you don't have to worry about it. Anyway, you will not study there sooner or later. .”

"Those four colleges... which one do you think I should go to?" Harry opened his eyes energetically, and the emerald green pupils flickered.He really wants to know which of the four colleges he will go to. This unprecedented excitement has not even calmed him down for a week.

"Hey, Harry. You don't have to go to any of the four houses you want. But it doesn't seem to be compulsory, once you put on that smelly patch hat. He will naturally tell you which one to go to." Academy?" Dudley didn't reveal too much, he was afraid that if he said too much, when this guy entered Hogwarts and became a real wizard, he would doubt himself later.

Think of an ordinary Muggle who knows so much about the wizarding world.He didn't want to get involved with those wizards at all. If he found Chen Junyu earlier and took an intimate photo with his idol, his life would be complete.

No regrets.