HP monster

I swear if I had another chance, I would stuff the whole house elf in the oven the moment I saw it, and never, never let it out...Even if you find me the best school to develop IQ, I will Guess I won't be able to understand the brain circuits of these little creatures in my lifetime.

"Did you see the toilet window?" I checked room by room, and found that without exception, Dobby had blocked up with thick wooden boards overnight. We can only roughly speculate whether Harry has provoked something wrong. The powerful people who should be provoked.

"I've seen it. If we don't dig a hole in the room, we will die from asphyxiation due to too much carbon dioxide in the room."

Harry thought hard for a long time, but he could only bring in the noble boy who was frightened by the two of us, "He kept yelling 'I'm going to sue my father', maybe he can sue during the holidays?"

"Maybe. Then you'll have to tell Ron to be careful too."

"Don't mention that bastard boy, he didn't send me a single letter during the whole vacation."

Stopping, I looked at him in disbelief: "No way, I told his two brothers about you before, and they know your recent situation like the back of their hands."

"Of course, of course..." Harry blushed with anger, "They have been trying to study how your house is invisible, I guess you told them a few words when you were in school, and they took advantage of your absence to plan Torn down the house. But Ron didn't join in, I don't know whether to praise him or express anger about it, don't ask me about my emotions!"

"..." I thought I should join Harry in hating the Weasleys.

Brats!

Harry and I sat cross-legged, face to face, slouched, using our brainwaves to communicate and think together about ways to escape as a locked room murder victim, he thinking his and I thinking mine.Suddenly Harry let out a cry: "Chimney, we forgot this."

I jumped up suddenly, and I ran to the fireplace with a stool in my arms. This is a technical job. The chimney is originally narrow. Fortunately, neither of our skeletons have been opened. The most fortunate thing is that the fireplace is always idle in summer. It's not very dirty.Harry went in first. There were always little iron steps in the chimney for people to climb up. He just had to be careful not to hurt himself by climbing down when he got to the roof.

This is definitely the most exciting moment in the past two days.

I'll be waiting by the fireplace, as long as Harry yells once he's up, I can continue...

"Ahhh!" Before he could react, Harry screamed and fell.I was so frightened that I was covered in cold sweat, and hurriedly hugged Harry, and saw that the child was pale and frightened, probably because of the pain from a fall, with tears all over his face.

I was anxious and distressed, and I didn't know where he was hurt, so I could only gently help Harry out, and lay down on the sofa first.

After a while, I realized that the crying and sobbing child was blocked by the damn Dobby just now, and this time it was not a wooden board. When the child was about to succeed, Dobby's face suddenly fell from the chimney. The other end came in and shouted at Harry: "Sir, you can't leave, you can't go to Hogwarts to go to school!"

Suddenly, Harry was caught off guard and fell straight down from the top - God bless, the chimney here is much lower than the one opposite, I really can't imagine if Harry fell because of this What should I do.

Guilty fetched alcohol to help Harry wipe the scratched place when he fell down, I apologized over and over again... I should have gone up first just now, how could I be so foolish as to think that I can protect myself by being below? Leigh, I can't do anything at all.

Harry was tired from crying and curled up on the sofa to take a nap.

Fetching a blanket to tuck him in, I leaned down and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, and I went back to the ground thinking about how else we could get us out of this house—I'd even let the toilet flush me out if I could .

On the old principal's birthday next year, I must give him a mobile phone or something, and I am always ready to call him for emergency.Even if you call the police at a time like this, they'll have to see my house... I guess I've been hiding in their portfolio, and calling now would be like throwing myself in a trap.

Wait.

I seem to hear something.

Quacking, it looks a bit like a chainsaw...in the bedroom?No, it's on the second floor!

I stood up and staggered and almost tripped over the bench. I quickly ran up to the second floor, just as I saw George showing me a victory sign outside a board that had been removed.

"Thank God... oh no, thank the Weasleys."

This is definitely the most sincere thanks.

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Ron and his two brothers were watching me from a turquoise car floating in mid-air, Fred was driving, and the other two were crouching at the window watching me come up with Harry in my arms.

"You really dare!" I looked down, trying to find one or two Muggles who had fainted from the shock of the sky car, "Won't the Ministry of Magic trouble you?"

"No!" George said proudly, "This is the inspiration I found at your house. This car has been successfully transformed by me and Fred. People without magic power will never find a trace of it, not even a squib. .”

"...I'll settle accounts with you later, let's not talk about this, Harry is still asleep, don't wake him up, Ron will help me."

"Have you been violent to Harry? How come he has small wounds everywhere!" Ron looked at me, at Harry, squatting on the toilet.

"Think with your brain! How is this possible! Quickly lift Harry's leg, he's about to get stuck in the middle!"

"Then don't hug him so tightly!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, I won't be able to hold you anymore..."

"Okay, brothers, the Hero is about to take off."

The twin brothers laughed, and Ron also leaned back in the chair, smiling smoothly, "It's too exciting, I said, you two are really heartless, I almost write a letter to you every day, My mother began to suspect that I had a puppy love."

I guess I have a blank face now, "We haven't received a single letter, and Harry is considering whether to break up with such a heartless friend like you."

"He dares!" Ron was furious.

George and Fred were in the front row and told us what happened recently. For example, they sent letters to Spider’s End but found that I hadn’t replied to them. Blocking me at the door of my house, they didn't see me but saw the old bat standing gloomy at the door of my house. The two brothers were shocked, and after saying hello to Snape, they ran away without a trace.

They guessed that I might have gone home, which is a gratifying event. To celebrate, the two of them drove out their latest research achievement - an invisible car, intending to have a moment or two in front of Harry and me Unexpectedly, as soon as the car drove over, I found that my house was just as it was being renovated. One piece of wood here and another piece of wood were blocked so that there was not a single crack left.

Only then did George propose to saw off a plank to see what was going on inside.

In just a few days, the complexity of the matter has made Ron, who has been listening in, his head full of birds.

He looked at us almost begging for mercy: "Please, I seem to be a little motion sick, please stop for a while and let me be quiet, or I will spit it out for you."

"Okay." The three of us spread our hands and compromised.

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"You will make your father lose his job!!"

As soon as the car landed we were stopped by Mrs Weasley, who was wearing a printed apron with a wand in her pocket.It was amazing that such a plump, kind-hearted woman could look so much like a tiger baring its teeth.She scolded the three brothers in a heart-pounding voice... probably, um, for a few hours?I guess she just stopped when she knew that her voice could no longer handle any high decibels.

She turned her eyes to Harry who was still asleep and dead - Harry was being held in my arms, and no one dared to stay in the car now.

"Oh! What's wrong with him? He's thin, pale, and wounded." Mrs. Weasley was shocked, and Ron quickly explained: "Let him go in and lie down first, Harry had a miserable summer vacation. "

"Oh, that's right, it was my oversight."

Hearing this sentence, everyone was liberated.

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I have a vague feeling that the Weasleys are not very welcoming to me, not sensitive or something, my gut tells me so, they still smile at me, they still hug me when they meet, and I sleep with Harry Mrs. Weasley would give Harry and me a goodnight kiss when we were together, but that's how I feel.

—They don't welcome me to the Burrow.

Maybe they just don't think they can handle a monster, or maybe they know my dad, who smells like garlic and works for Voldemort?If that is the case, I would also like to thank them for their generosity in not throwing me out with a yell at the first sight.

I should know better.

Just like countless times in the past, it was like this, winking is the first step in walking the rivers and lakes.

I told them about the tragic story that I spent the whole summer cleaning up the slugs at Snape's house, and received a deep silence from Harry and the Weasley family. Mrs. Weasley stuffed me with a lot of sausages as a token of comfort. , Breakfast also has more fried eggs than other children...

Before leaving, I left Harry behind, and it was obvious that he liked the lively atmosphere very much.And without Harry, there's no reason for Dobby to stop me from opening windows or something... I guess?

We made an appointment to go shopping in Diagon Alley together before the start of school. Harry didn’t want me to go first, but he was persuaded by me that school would start in a few days—this made me look forward to the start of school for the first time, just like I did before Speaking of Harry, whoever it is, I just can't stand the thought of Harry being intimate with him and being with him all the time.

The author has something to say:

"Please...they're going to kill me..."

"Harry Potter must promise not to go back to school—"

"Dobby... please..."

"Promise, sir..."

"I can't!" Dobby gave him a sad look.

"That's all Dobby has to do, sir, for Harry Potter's sake." The pudding plate fell to the floor with a clang, and Harry felt his heart stop.Dishes were smashed and cream was splashed all over the walls and windows.With a loud crack like a whip, Dobby was gone.

People who read the original book here feel sad. Dobby can run for the world's number one unreasonable creature, and he is so stubborn to death.