[HP]Tom Potter

The summer sun made people panic, and the asphalt road was shining brightly. Except for those who had to go out, no one wanted to go to the street at noon.In the small bedroom on the second floor of No. 4 Privet Drive, Harry was sitting at the table wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and short jeans, and was concentrating on reading a thick book "Wonderful Soul Power". There are magic books about souls, and beside the pillow is "On the Split and Unification of Personality" bought from a Muggle bookstore.

There is no air-conditioning in the room, only a small electric fan whistling.Whenever Harry felt the heat was unbearable, he went to the kitchen to fill a glass of ice water. Both Penny and the Dursleys were in the living room.Seeing Harry, the Dursleys would quickly look away, and Dudley wasn't as afraid of Harry and his magic as his parents were, and the overweight boy would proudly show him his arms in the strong air-conditioning wind The bristling hair on his chest and the large ice cream cone in his hand.

Since Sirius "visited" No. [-] Privet Drive last summer and gave Harry a considerable sum of pounds for his living expenses, the Dursley family never cheated on Harry's food and drink, and even tacitly agreed that Harry could freely go in and out of the kitchen to get his own food. need food.This finally made life easier for Harry.

Therefore, for Harry and Dursley, who have to live together in the house for two weeks every year, treating each other as transparent people, ignoring, not talking, and not interfering has become the way they can continue to endure.If he was aggrieved, angry and even resented for the completely different treatment between himself and Dudley when he was young, now he has fully understood and accepted all of this.Disappointment comes from hope, and his heart now has a real place to rest.

After reading the last page, Harry closed the book and rubbed his tired brow.Although he knew the time, he glanced at the calendar.There is one last day left.Tomorrow, tomorrow can go home.

yes, go home.

In Harry's heart, No. 12 Gemory Square, where there are family members who care about him and a warm atmosphere, is his home.

I don't know what Tom is doing now?Play around with Sirius, or learn to read with Remus?Or it could be contently counting candies in the sugar bowl Malfoy gave him, or taking a nap in the shade of a tree in the garden.

Imagining the cute appearance Tom might have, Harry's tired face became energetic again, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Potter, come out. Someone is looking for you!" Dudley banged on Harry's door hard.

Who is the one?He could go back to Gremory Square tomorrow, so it shouldn't be Sirius and the others.So is it Ron?Or is it Hermione?

Harry opened the door suspiciously.

Standing behind Dudley was someone Harry hadn't expected.The dark-faced Potions Professor was wrapped in a black shirt and trousers, and anyone could see that he was unhappy.

"Professor Snape." Harry saw Snape in Muggle attire for the first time.It had to be said that although he was still dressed in black, the tailored fit made Snape look much younger, and it also brought out his bookish look, not as rigid as usual.This look looks like an opponent who can compete with his father for a beautiful mother, or else his father who won the war after 5 years of hard work would lose too many points.Harry, who had already learned about those things in the past from various sources, thought with a bit of a naughty taste.

"Potter, come with me." Although Professor Snape didn't know that Harry was complaining silently in his heart, from the twinkling eyes of the boy, he could clearly understand that the boy was moving some not-so-obedient thoughts.His face became even colder, and he turned around and left without saying a word.

Harry hurried back to the room and took out his wand from under the pillow, then ran a few steps to catch up with the man. "Professor Snape, what's the matter?" As expected, the boy's question went unanswered. Harry shrugged briskly. Since Professor Snape was unhappy, there was probably nothing bad about it.At least not for him.

"Hey! Harry, where are you going?" Dudley felt offended and looked at them angrily. The Dursleys stood far below. Vernon was waving nervously at his son, telling him to shut up. Penny had a puzzled expression on her face, she looked at this somewhat familiar black-haired man, as if recalling something.

Walking out of the Dursley's door, Snape led Harry all the way.Walking past Privet Drive, and walking a few clean blocks, they came to a street Harry had never been before.

Harry looked here curiously.The stone slabs on the street are broken, there is no greenery on both sides, and the corners are full of rubbish in a mess.The window glass in several houses was broken, some covered with tape, but many were left wide open.A homeless man crouches in the shadows of a house.

Snape quickened his pace.Soon, they came to a small two-story building.Although the small building looked very old, it was already the cleanest and most complete place Harry had seen in the whole alley.

Snape opened the door. "Come on," said the dark-haired wizard to the goofy-looking messiah boy.

Harry pursed his lips and strode in after him.I don't know when, facing Harry, the Potions Professor's long and harsh words became save as much as possible, often jumping out words one by one.Of course, it would be more satisfying to the black-haired wizard if he could keep silent.

From this perspective, the dark-haired wizard and the Dursleys have a common language.

The faint smell of potions in the room and the few potions books thrown on the sofa made Harry quickly understand the owner of this house.So Professor Snape lived so close to him, Harry thought.

Before Harry could finish looking at it, Professor Snape had thrown a handful of Floo powder into the fireplace. "No. 12, Gemory Square!"

The wizard slipped into the fireplace and disappeared in the flames.

Not even a hello.It seemed that Professor Snape could never be expected to be pleasant. Harry walked over slowly, but with a smile on his face. "No. 12, Gemory Square!"

The next instant, Harry arrived at his long-awaited home.

"Happy Birthday Harry!" A bouquet of red and pink rose petals fell on Harry's ashes-covered head and shoulders.

A fat little round cannonball rushed over and threw itself into Harry's arms. "Happy birthday Harry!"

Harry picked up Tom, feeling as though the little guy had gained a few pounds.He looked at Sirius and Remus who were still trying to spread the petals, and Albus who was holding the dessert with a smile, and said with some confusion: "My birthday is July 7st, and there's still half a month left."

Tom put his arms around Harry's neck and said loudly. "Tom wants to celebrate his birthday. Harry didn't accompany Tom on his last birthday. So now Harry and Tom celebrate their birthday together."

Harry still didn't understand.

Remus walked over with a smile on his face. "Tom means that he didn't have a good birthday last time, so he has to make it up again. We originally said, make your birthday a little more lively, and let Tom spend it with you. But Tom is not satisfied..."

"Tom doesn't have a birthday, and Harry doesn't have a birthday either. Let's celebrate our birthday together!" the boy announced excitedly, raising his fists.

"Anyway, for the sake of fairness, Tom feels that neither of you can celebrate your normal birthday this year, so you have to choose another date." Remus laughed a little, "And why did you choose today? It's because of our little prince Tom. I didn't have the patience to wait anymore. He came up with an idea in the morning, and then rolled around on the ground coquettishly, and Sirius agreed. So, you have to go back to Privet Street tonight, and you can really move back tomorrow."

Sirius gave Harry an embarrassed smile, then whispered in the boy's ear. "Let's make Tom happy first. When it's your birthday, we'll celebrate again."

"What a tossing little troll." Professor Snape folded his hands coldly.

Albus smiled and handed Snape a plate of small desserts. "Dear Severous, shouldn't we be tolerant of children's waywardness? The little guy promised to share with you the rare potion book he hid in the Room of Requirement."

Thinking of the precious books he was about to get, the Potions Professor's face finally looked better.The little guy who got part of the knowledge and memory from the Dark Lord had already become a living treasury that could walk in the eyes of Professor Snape.Slytherin can do whatever he can to get what he wants. He has even fooled the genuine Dark Lord, and now it is nothing to please a little bean, the real thing is to get the good things in his hands first.

Sirius walked over triumphantly. "To celebrate this special day today, I suggest going to the Muggle world to have a good time."

Tom held up his hand. "Amusement park, amusement park!" Obviously, this was the little guy's idea again.

Harry looked them over, regardless of their age, they were all dressed in well-fitting Muggle clothes. Sirius was dressed like a yuppie, and Remus was dressed like a college professor.Even Albus, who has always been eccentric, wore a light-colored short-sleeved casual dress.If it weren't for his long beard, he would look like an ordinary Muggle old man.

Remus smiled at Harry. "How about going to ALTONTOWER? Hermione and Ron promised to go too."

Looking into the sparkling eyes of Tom and Sirius, what else could Harry say. "Then go, I heard that the jumping machine there is very famous, we must have a good time."

"Yeah, let's go!" Tom raised his hands and issued an order. "Target, amusement park!"

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Khan, there are too many bad things, and I can't complete the list task of 1 this week.