Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

By the next morning, after a sleepless night of discussion, Uncle Dursley and Aunt Petunia finally made a decision.

They were prepared to change the way they interacted with Harry.

For the sake of their son, they could endure some "humiliations" that shouldn't exist.

Such as giving him an empty room; making an extra portion of food when preparing breakfast, and so on…

And it should be specifically mentioned that, after some consideration, Dursley finally decided to ban the family's main form of entertainment: calling Harry Potter a little rascal to his face.

And so, after a night of inner struggle, when a dark-circled Harry emerged from the cupboard under the stairs, Uncle Dursley and Aunt Petunia, also with dark circles under their eyes, moved all his belongings from the cupboard to Dudley's old bedroom in front of him.

GOOGLE search TWKAN

And a chair was miraculously added to the table that originally only had three chairs.

Making Harry wonder if he was still dreaming…

Until he sat at the dining table, looking at the not-so-lavish breakfast in front of him, he finally gradually accepted the overnight change.

At the dining table, Uncle Dursley and Aunt Petunia looked as if they had eaten a rat turd, their expressions ugly, but they still tried their best to lower their heads, not letting Harry see their reluctant struggle at this moment.

Only Dudley, who had turned into a pig's head… seemed to adapt quickly. After one night, apart from the look in his eyes that always carried lingering fear when he looked at Harry, there was nothing else different.

[6] [9] [s] [h] [u] [x] [.] [c] [o] [m]

Even last night, when the other three were tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he, as the main victim, was the first to fall asleep.

On the entire dining table, Dudley was the only one without dark circles under his eyes, and he was full of energy.

He ate even more voraciously than before…

Things had truly come to an end here.

They didn't pay much attention to Harry all day.

Apart from occasionally and deliberately hugging Dudley's big pig head with feigned sadness and wailing a few times, hoping to arouse Harry's sympathy, they completely treated him like air.

And this, of course, was what Harry had dreamed of…

Although he was still confused about everything that had happened, he had a premonition… that all of this was within Mr. Charlie Black's plan.

Perhaps from the moment he handed the chocolate to him, all of this had been destined to be so…

He lay on his new bed, feeling the bright sunlight shining in from outside the window. His gratitude to Charlie became even more profound.

… … … … … … … … … … … … …

Bringing time back to the present.

After waking up, Harry looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

It was only half past five…

At this moment, if he wasn't mistaken, whether it was his cousin Dudley, or Uncle Dursley and Aunt Petunia, they should all still be sound asleep.

Perhaps it was because of the schedule he had developed in the past, even if Harry wanted to sleep in a little longer, he still woke up unconsciously at this time.

Even so, Harry still didn't linger in bed too much.

He quickly put on his clothes and got out of bed. Standing in the room, he looked around at this room that truly belonged to him.

"Maybe I should find a way to clean it up…" Harry muttered to himself, looking at the somewhat dirty bookshelf and the dust-covered floor.

In fact, before the Dursleys moved Harry's things into this room, its original purpose had always been as a storage room for some useless junk.

And the Dursleys, who hated Harry to the bone, naturally wouldn't bother to clean the room for him after bringing Harry's things over.

So, apart from the things on the bed being cleared and a mattress laid down, the entire room was still no different from a storage room.

All of this needed to be cleaned up by Harry himself…

Thinking of this, without saying anything more, Harry turned and walked towards the door, intending to go downstairs to get a broom and mop.

"Creak… … …"

Harry gently twisted the somewhat sticky doorknob.

Even though he was as careful as possible and didn't use too much force, the dilapidated door hinge still made a harsh sound throughout the corridor.

"That little rascal is awake…"

In the Dursleys' bedroom, Petunia, lying on the bed, seemed to have expected this, and muttered with her eyes closed.

"Ignore him…"

Uncle Dursley turned over, so that his huge body wouldn't keep pressing on the left side of his heart, and then said as if he were talking in his sleep.

So the whole room once again fell into silence.

"Tap tap tap"

Harry carefully controlled his pace, walked down the stairs from his room, and came to the kitchen.

Because the usual cleaning had always been done by Harry, it took him almost no time to find the broom and mop.

"Tap tap tap…"

Harry took the cleaning tools and ran back to his room again, his footsteps light.

"Ignore him… ignore him"

Dursley couldn't help but frown, listening to the noise outside the door, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself as if he were talking in his sleep.

However, just as Harry was carrying the broom and mop and running back to his room, an accident happened.

When he freed his hands and reopened the door, he saw that in his originally empty room, there was now an extra strange-looking, petite… monster (?!) out of nowhere.

Not only that, but the monster was sitting on his bed, swinging its two small legs that didn't reach the ground, looking relaxed and content.

"Ah! ! !"

Harry was startled by the sudden situation, and took two steps back involuntarily, subconsciously about to shout out.

But fortunately, he quickly realized something and quickly covered his mouth, so that the sound was not completely spread.

In the room, Dobby, who had just arrived, heard the movement and turned his head at once.

Seeing the person who came, his originally calm expression almost instantly became joyful.

"Mr. Harry Potter! ! !"

He shouted happily to Harry.

Giving Harry a jolt.

"My name is Dobby! Maybe you don't know me…

But, I brought you a gift this time! And Mr. Charlie Black's gift, I brought it to you too! ! "