The little life of a platinum darling

Harry is having a rough day.

As soon as he entered the Dursley's house, his luggage was locked in the cabinet by Uncle Vernon, and he couldn't even do his summer homework.

It was the same today, he did not receive any letters from his friends, and was ordered to stay in his own small room, and the window of the room was sealed with thick iron nets, preventing Hedwig from going out to deliver letters.

Just bored, a house elf suddenly appeared in front of him.It calls itself "Dobby", wears a dirty tea towel around it, keeps banging its head against the wall, and keeps yelling at him things like "Harry Potter can't go to Hogwarts".

It was eager, which proved that it might not be talking nonsense.Maybe something really happened or will happen to Hogwarts.But where would he go if he didn't go back to Hogwarts?In his heart, Hogwarts is his only home.

But the house-elf was very insistent, and kept asking.Harry was about to say a few perfunctory words and forget it, but he saw it twitch and said, "Why did Harry Potter go back to Hogwarts? Even his friends didn't send him a letter. "

"How do you know?" Harry was startled, and then realized, "You took my letter!" Feverret said that owls are almost defenseless against house-elves.

Dobby froze for a moment, twisted his body again, and took out a thick stack of letters from behind: "Dobby thought, if Harry Potter never heard from his friend, he wouldn't want to go to Hogg Woz."

"Impossible!" Harry was annoyed, "I will definitely go back to Hogwarts!"

"But Dobby will definitely prevent Harry Potter from going to Hogwarts! Today Dobby heard Harry Potter's uncle say that if he messes up when the guests arrive, he will be locked in the room forever .”

Harry was shocked: "What do you want to do?"

Dobby didn't answer him, snapped his fingers with his left hand, and disappeared in a flash.

Harry hurriedly opened the door and went down the stairs.I saw Dobby hiding in the doorway of the living room with a short body, with his right hand raised in front of him, pointing at something.Harry ran over with small steps, and saw what Dobby was pointing at—the cream cake on the table in the living room, which was floating in the air at this moment, slowly swaying towards the guests whose backs were facing there.

Before Harry could stop it, the big cream cake exploded on top of the guest's head under the terrified eyes of his uncle and aunt, and the sticky cream stained the guest in suit and leather shoes.

Dobby glanced at Harry: "Dobby is for Harry Potter's sake, Harry Potter must never go back to Hogwarts!" Then he snapped his fingers and left the Dursleys' house.

Harry was locked into his room by a furious Vernon Dursley, who even boarded up his door.Not long after, he received a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic - Dobby's magic was counted on his head.But he couldn't tell the difference, no one could prove that it wasn't his magic.

Fortunately, he was not fired, it was just a warning.Harry felt a little grateful.Feverett once said that Hogwarts would never expel students casually, but he was still a little uneasy.

There are more than a dozen letters hidden by Dobby, including those of Feverett, Hermione, and Neville, and there is even a Hogwarts book list.But Harry was a little annoyed, the Dursleys would never let him go out this summer vacation, so how would he go to Diagon Alley to buy books?

Compared with Harry's situation, Feverret's life these days can be said to be very nourishing.

He is now standing in front of Harry Potter's aunt's house at 4 Privet Drive.At 8 o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.

Favenret straightened out the robe on her body, stepped forward and knocked on the door of the Dursleys' house.

"Who is it—" came a thin female voice from inside the room, it was Harry's aunt.

"Excuse me, is this the Dursley's house?" He didn't answer, but asked back.

"Yes, what do you want?" This time the voice came from behind the door.

"It's not a big deal." His voice hadn't gone through the voice change period, and it looked very immature, which greatly lowered the guard of the Dursleys.When the door just opened, he seemed to hold onto the door unintentionally, "I want to come and find Harry Potter."

Petunia Dursley froze for a moment, then she seemed to remember something, and screamed: "You were that kid at the station! Get out of my door, I don't welcome people like you here!" She said Going to close the door.

Feverret grasped the wooden door with his left hand to stop her, and took out his wand with his right hand to face her: "Sorry, I don't really like to make such a rude move. But I'm a little anxious now, because I have to do it as soon as possible." Going home to my mother's special dinner. And before that, I figured I'd have to have my guests."

"What guests! I don't have any of your guests here! Vernon!" She began to call out her husband's name in panic.

"Oh, this is really Gryffindor!" Feverett looked down at his current posture.But he couldn't find a better way, and this way was actually the most convenient, he originally wanted to be more gentlemanly.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw a huge middle-aged man in the room striding aggressively with a thick wooden stick, followed by a younger boy with a younger fleshy ball: "What's going on?" , Petunia? Who bothered you?"

"Sir," Feverret saluted him politely, "it's no big deal, I just want to find Harry Potter." He repeated what he had said before.

Vernon Dursley's reaction was exactly as he thought. First, Fatty trembled a few times in shock, and then he waved the stick in his hand angrily: "Go back to where you came from! We don't have you here! The person I'm looking for!"

Feverret took a step back, dodging the stick that was waving towards him, and then tapped the stick that was dancing in the air with his wand, and the stick flew obediently into his hand.This is done using control techniques, there will be no magical fluctuations, and the Ministry of Magic cannot detect them.

"I hope you can calm down, ladies and gentlemen. I have to say that I really don't have much time. Although Harry told me that he lived in the smallest room on the second floor, there are actually three rooms on the second floor, aren't there? If I went in by myself and accidentally went to the wrong house and destroyed something... Oh, I guess that's really rude, isn't it?" Feverret threw the stick away and smiled gracefully at them.

"What the hell are you trying to do!" Petunia Dursley growled at him.

Fivenret made an innocent expression: "I just made a normal and friendly visit as Harry's classmate and friend, and invited him to spend this summer vacation at my manor."

"He shouldn't be in that world again! You're all weirdos! Monsters!" Vernon Dursley yelled at him.

"Have you forgotten what happened a year ago? Harry is a very important person in our world. If he hadn't returned to school when the term started, someone would definitely come to pick him up. And, this time, maybe it will be A group of people." Feverett narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about, what kind of big man is that kid?" Dudley Dursley questioned him, poking his head out from behind his father.

"Believe it or not." Feverret shrugged.

Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley glanced at each other—they knew something about those years—as if thinking about it, Vernon Dursley turned around again: "Okay! I hope that Never come back, kid!" Then he turned and walked upstairs first.

Petunia Dursley followed behind and cursed: "He should feel grateful! That boy, we raised him for 12 years! We worked so hard! How much money was spent on him! You brat who doesn't know how to repay you!"

Feverret kept smiling and didn't follow. The Dursleys probably didn't want him to follow.

After several loud bangs, Harry Potter was thrown out together with two suitcases and a birdcage.Vernon Dursley's livid face flashed past, and the door closed with a bang.

Before the dazed Harry could react, he was thrown outside by Vernon Dursley.The moment he raised his head, it was as if he saw Merlin descending: "Merlin! Feiwen! Why are you here!"

Feiwenruite laughed twice, helped him up from the ground, and picked up his luggage by the way: "I invite you to spend this summer vacation at my house! I think...your uncle and aunt have already agreed for you. "

"Oh! How did you do that?" Harry's mouth almost reached his ears.

"Guess," Feverret turned around, "Take your Xue Xiao, come with me!"

"How do we get there?" Harry asked, following up.

"Nonsense! Of course it's by car! How else do you think you're going to get there?" Feverret gave Harry a "knowledgeable" look.

"Ah," Harry paused, "I see you're wearing robes, I thought..."

"Hurry up," Fivenret pulled his arm, "Go back now, it's still in time for your birthday party, Hermione and Neville are waiting for you!" The robe was just to scare the Dursleys and the others.

"Really?"

"Of course. And, happy birthday!"