[Comprehensive British and American] The Wizard of Cullen's House

Mrs. Dursley, who hung up the phone in a hurry, hurried back to the living room, where her favorite husband and son were sitting, as well as a croaking, skinny baby.She didn't have any sympathy for waking up the poor little man by her screaming, she just watched him cry heart-piercingly on the table in horror, and subconsciously leaned towards her husband: "What should we do now? Vernon."

She just went out to put a bottle!God!How could this little scourge be placed on her threshold!

The reason why he is called the little scourge is because this little baby is called Harry Potter, and his situation has been passed by a person named Albus Dumbledore through a circle full of circles. The text told them.But God knows!A little of them!I don't want to accept this scourge!Because they knew that this scourge must be as abnormal as Mrs. Dursley's sister who wanted to live alone forever.

Although the sister was dead now, Mrs. Dursley felt that she must have been born to kill her - because she had left her baby to her!

Vernon Dursley had a face so fat you couldn't see his neck, and the flesh on his ass had fallen off the sides of his chair.Squinting his small eyes, he kept tugging at the bushy beard on his chin with one hand, and stared at the heart-piercing Harry who was crying on the table.He couldn't help panting heavily, his face flushed from holding back.Obviously, his little head couldn't think of a plan to deal with this little doll.But he still tried his best to speak: "Maybe we can get rid of him."

"Are you crazy - Vernon - he's just a kid!" Petunia screamed, looking hysterical.Dudley, who was curious to see the baby at the table at first, was startled by his mother's sudden soaring voice. He withdrew his hand that was about to pinch the baby, and sat upright by the table without saying a word.

Neither of the Dursleys noticed what their son was doing.

"Of course, of course I was just joking." Vernon Dursley also realized what he had said at that moment, and he quickly changed his words.He thinks he's out of his mind for saying that, but he knows Petunia wouldn't want to keep the screaming little scourge, but they had to—yes, had to. he.

Petunia Dursley was panting heavily, and her throat was dry after she shouted, which made her swallow uncomfortably a few times.The little baby on the table was exhausted from crying, he opened his mouth and shouted silently, tears kept flowing from the emerald green eyes and fell into the swaddle.His little hands grasped around the swaddle feebly, and his little feet didn't move.

"We're keeping him." Vernon looked deliberate—he let himself look that way, but actually his brain was screaming to get rid of him after seeing the little baby, "Penny, he Are you hungry?!"

"Oh, maybe." Petunia replied dryly, she seemed to be still struggling, her face was full of discoloration.Judging from her frowning and pursed lips, how much she disagreed with Vernon's idea, but she didn't say anything.But after a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Leave him, we have to formulate everything first, everything about that world... We can't let him know! What magic, what wizards, we have to isolate them all — all,” she emphasized.

"Of course!" Vernon had no objection to Penny's meaning.

Petunia Dursley moved her mouth twice, and finally she turned around and went into the kitchen, opened the closet vigorously and took out a feeding bottle from it, and pressed her lips tightly to make a glass of milk.After testing the temperature on the back of her hand, she returned to the living room sullenly, picked up Harry Potter and handed the pacifier to him, and said coldly, "Drink it quickly, you monster!"

At this time, Dudley, who had been watching by the side, quit.

He jumped off his chair and kicked his mother, protesting loudly, "This is my bottle!" and stretched out his fat hand to his mother to snatch his own bottle back, which almost made Penny He tipped over and threw Harry Potter out of the crook of his arms.Vernon grabbed Sappy's Dudley from the side, and comforted him while pulling: "Don't worry, son! I'll buy a better one than this one!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Petunia nodded quickly. If she hadn't held Harry, she would have joined Vernon's camp to comfort her son.Penny's face was full of distress, "Baby, my sweetheart, don't be angry. Mom and Dad will bring you a more advanced feeding bottle tonight. How can this monster compare to you!" But soon Petunia discovered something else that bothered her - Harry Potter didn't drink milk!

His mouth was tightly pursed, and he moved back and forth in her arms, refusing to drink milk, but tears were still flowing.

"Ding-dong-"

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.This made the troubled Mrs. Dursley almost go crazy, Vernon hurriedly comforted his wife: "I'll answer the door, I'll answer the door." Then he dragged Dudley, who was obviously blushing, to open the door.

"Hurry up! You monster!" Petunia stayed in the living room and tried viciously to stuff the pacifier into Harry Potter's mouth, but the baby in her arms was unwilling to cooperate at all, and kept making small cat meows. the sound of.But soon he opened his mouth obediently - Petunia stuffed the pacifier into him.Harry drank his milk quietly, his tear-wet emerald green eyes fixed on Petunia.

At this moment, she realized that Vernon hadn't come back for a long time, and she carried Harry to the living room door and looked towards the door, trying to see who was coming.With just one glance, she suddenly widened her eyes.

Carlisle and Esme had already raised their hands to greet Mrs. Dursley the moment she appeared, and there was another... If Petunia remembers correctly, it should be Avella.They were both holding a black umbrella - Mrs. Dursley wondered for a moment why they were carrying something that... didn't feel good.

But... She immediately thought of the little one she was holding in her arms... Damn it!Why are they coming here at this time!

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Dursley." Avella sincerely apologized standing at the door, "Because I heard on the phone that you seem to be in trouble. After I talked to Carlisle and the others, they insisted on coming to see you..." Her eyes fell on Mrs. Dursley's face, her pretty brows were frowned, and she bit her lower lip lightly, showing a very apologetic and annoyed expression.

"Oh, oh, it's okay! I'm fine!" Petunia felt a little distressed for a moment, the Karen family is really kind - even though Avella only met her once, she still made her feel warm, "Silly boy , How could something happen to me?" She had just taken a step forward when she suddenly remembered Harry in her arms and stopped abruptly.

"Are you really all right?" Carlisle asked, his gentle expression was like the warmest sunshine in winter, and Mrs. Dursley felt her face was burning hot.She shouldn't have called them when she was still so flustered, at least she had calmed down first—oh, how could she make the Karen family worry about her?

"It's really all right, really, thank you very much for coming here." Mrs. Dursley smiled at them, but the next second, she suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Oh!——"

A big black dog that stood on all fours up to her waist suddenly jumped in from the door and ran straight in her direction.

Even Vernon didn't realize how the big dog jumped in, and Dudley was already frightened and leaned against the wall.When Mrs. Dursley exclaimed, Avella also sternly shouted: "Sith! Come back!"

The big dog glanced back in reaction, then decisively turned around and ran towards Petunia again.Avella hurriedly shouted from behind: "Mrs. Dursley! Don't move! Don't move!"

Mrs. Dursley stood there stiffly, allowing the unusually large black dog to jump to her side at once, and after turning around her feet twice, she suddenly straightened her two front legs Want to ride on Penny's body.Avella, who was driven over, patted the dog's head lightly before giving up the idea—but it still stood beside Mrs. Dursley and refused to leave.

"Sorry, I found it when I went out. It's very sticky to me, so I have to follow it when I go out." Avella was so annoyed that she seemed about to cry, she looked at Mrs. Dursley worriedly.But Mrs. Dursley, who was facing Avella at close range, held her breath completely, her mind was full of the perfect Avella in front of her eyes, and then she replied drowsily: "No, no...it doesn't matter. "

"Avella! Pull Sith out quickly!" Carlisle, who was standing at the door, also looked apologetically at Vernon, whose face was obviously turning red, and Dudley, who was scared pale by the big dog, "Dursley We're sorry, sir. I'll definitely say something about Ivy when I get back."

Only then did Vernon swallow his saliva. He had also been in contact with the Karen family. They were a perfect group of rich people: "No, you don't need to be so strict. And I didn't say it last time, you You can call me Vernon, Carlisle."

"You are so kind, Vernon." Carlisle's warm golden eyes were full of gratitude, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.Esme also gave Vernon a light and shallow smile, which made Vernon feel a little flustered.

"Sith!" Elvira sternly shouted, "You promised me, before you go out, did you forget?!"

The big black dog scolded by Avella let out a whimper similar to grievance, and looked at Avella with its head down, which made Petunia suddenly feel that the big black dog was not so scary.So she said: "Maybe, it just saw something interesting, or it smelled something, and it... didn't mean to scare me." Speak for a dog! ?Petunia felt that she had never been that crazy in her life.

"No, Mrs. Dursley, it... oh!" Avella's eyes lit up suddenly, "Mrs. Dursley, is this kid your new kid? He's so beautiful!" She was surprised.

"Oh... oh no... no." Mrs. Dursley swallowed, opened her mouth a few times but couldn't utter a complete sentence, and she didn't notice the strangeness in Avella's tone at all.Vernon, who pulled Dudley from the side and greeted Carlisle and the others into the house, answered for her: "This is the child of one of our relatives, um, it's just staying with us temporarily. Right, Petunia."

"Yes, yes." Petunia seemed to find a reason, she showed a somewhat helpless and embarrassed expression, "This child is only here temporarily."

"Then does he have a name?" Avella seemed particularly interested in this child.She leaned forward to look at him, but was shocked by the tears in his eyes, "Does the little guy miss his parents? You cry so sadly." Her brows knit together again.

"Of course, of course." Penny saw the longing in Avella's eyes, and she asked almost subconsciously, "Do you want to hug him?"

"Of course!—" As soon as Avella stretched out her hand, even Petunia didn't realize how she hugged Harry Potter.When she came to her senses, he was already in her arms.Avella's expression of surprise and joy swallowed Petunia's voice wanting to hug her back, and she said another sentence: "He...his name is Harry Potter."

"Harry Potter..." Petunia didn't know if she heard it wrong, because she seemed to hear something wrong in Avella's voice at that moment—it seemed to be choking.But the girl in front of her immediately said cheerfully: "What a nice name! Petunia, your relative is really good at naming names!"

And Petunia, who was distracted by Avella's intimacy, didn't notice at all that Harry Potter was trying to stretch out his two little hands to wrap around Avella's neck, with big emerald green eyes Drip the water again.