Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

"Wright, is it really okay for me to do this?" Hagrid, who was walking on a street in Surrey, touched his chin in discomfort. He lowered his head and said to Wright next to him.

"Hagrid, let me tell you for the fourth time, you are definitely more beautiful than before!" Wright glanced at Hagrid again and said with absolute certainty.

"But I still feel uncomfortable." Hagrid touched the bare back of his head again. After shaving his head, he always felt that the back of his head would get cold from time to time.

Wright didn't say anything, but walked quickly in front of Hagrid. Raising his head slightly, Wright carefully observed Hagrid's new appearance.

After Hagrid had his hair done in the barber shop, Wright took him to get an hourly room in a hotel not far away. Let Hagrid wash it carefully and put on the clothes he bought before, so that Hagrid now has a completely new image.

The dark blue suit on the upper body was unbuttoned, and underneath the suit was a loose white shirt. There was no tie around the collar, which would make Hagrid feel uncomfortable. Black trousers clung tightly to his legs, and under his feet were a pair of large dark brown leather shoes.

Wright was sure that as long as Hagrid didn't say it himself, no one would think that he was from the magical world.

Wright stared at Hagrid's face for a moment longer.

Almost all of the beard on his face that was so thick that his facial features could not be seen was completely shaved off by Mr. Tony in the barber shop, leaving no stubble at all. The long and unkempt hair on the head has almost all been shaved off, and the remaining hair on the top of the head is only less than five centimeters in length.

Although Tony told Wright that Hagrid's hair was too tough and he damaged several combs and razors during the haircut, so he paid extra money. But Wright still thinks the money is well spent!

However, Wright looked at the curly hair on Hagrid's head. He never expected that Hagrid actually had natural curly hair.

"I can confirm that your image is much better than before!" Under Hagrid's expectant gaze, Wright said with absolute certainty.

"But I still feel that I shouldn't shave my beard and hair like this. I always feel that the current look is a bit too soft." Hagrid still twisted his body with some discomfort, "And I also think your eyes, Wright, are a bit too soft." Too weird."

"Really? No..." Wright laughed dryly.

He just didn't realize that the fair, curly, round-faced fat man in front of him was Hagrid at the moment when Hagrid appeared in front of him after cutting his hair.

Besides, Hagrid’s new image is so relatable! After getting rid of those ancient Viking-like beards and hair, Hagrid now looks like a friendly fat uncle next door.

"It just takes a while to get used to it." Wright walked to Hagrid and stretched out his hand to pat his arm gently. "And Hagrid, you saw it just now, didn't you? With your new look, this whole journey How many kids were staring at you as you walked by? I also saw a lot of girls winking at you!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Hagrid's face turned red instantly and he shook his head violently, "Let's go to Harry's place quickly! Harry will probably have to wait impatiently!"

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Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley, who lived at No. 4 on this road, always thought that they were a very well-behaved family and would never have anything to do with mysterious and weird things.

But this idea was shattered recently.

Owls, countless owls, carrying a letter of admission from that evil and weird mad school, impacted their psychological bottom line again and again.

There was nothing left in the mailbox outside the door, but those horrific letters still got through the cracks in the door, through the small window in the bathroom, and even got out of the eggs delivered by the milkman.

Just when Vernon was about to take his family away from Privet Drive and head to a place where no one would find them to get rid of those horrific letters, their doorbell suddenly rang.

"Sorry! We are not receiving guests today! No one is welcome!" Vernon said roughly to the door while sitting in the living room without moving.

The hair on his head, which was always meticulously arranged, now looked messy, like a messy bird's nest. The red eyes showed Vernon's recent stress. Because of those letters, Vernon didn't even have time to shave recently.

"Petunia! Hurry up! We have to get out of here!" Vernon shouted towards the second floor again, "We have to get out of here before they send someone here!"

"I know!" A middle-aged woman's voice came from upstairs, mixed with a few children's complaints, "It's almost over!"

"It's quick, it's quick, we can leave here soon..." Vernon murmured to himself, "Get rid of them... Get rid of them..."

Just when Vernon was about to get up and drink some cold water to calm down, the doorbell still rang outside the door.

Vernon walked to the door. He couldn't see who was outside the door. The cracks in the front and back doors were all nailed shut by himself with boards.

"I told you! We don't welcome any guests here today!" Vernon roared loudly through the door.

The ringing outside the door suddenly stopped.

Vernon was instantly relieved.

At this moment, Petunia Dursley appeared in front of him with a crying Dudley and a calm-looking Potter. They carried several boxes with clothes inside.

"Vernon, we are ready." Petunia looked at her husband with an extremely worried look, "But they..."

Petunia didn't say the next words, but Vernon knew what she wanted to say.

"It doesn't matter. As long as we leave here, they may not be able to find us." A smile appeared on Vernon's face, "Let's leave here right now."

Vernon found a hammer from the abandoned storage room under the stairs, signaled the three people behind him to stay away temporarily, and then shouted to the door.

"People outside the door, listen up! I don't know if you are still outside the door, but I am going to open the door now! The method will be very violent! If you don't want to be hurt, get out of there as soon as possible."

Ten seconds later, Vernon hit the door with a hammer.

A big hole suddenly appeared in the wooden door.

Vernon hammered a few more times, and the wooden door crashed to the ground.

There were two figures, one large and one small, standing outside the door.

"You..." the little man spoke, "Fuck! Female?"