HP monster

"Damn it, Potter!" I think Vernon Dursley uttered the words exhaustedly, suppressing his vocal chords to the lowest note he could and pronouncing them with gnashing of teeth. Great power... He seemed to want to smash Harry to death with his own voice, or the words that came out of his mouth.

But obviously he didn't succeed, Harry still smiled heartlessly, "Uncle Vernon, I'm sorry to have worried you for so long because of my disappearance, (his uncle immediately denied it as soon as he heard this) I am Let you see for yourself that Harry is still safe and sound. Next, I will continue to live in the new house I found...Of course, I live very well there. I don’t need to sleep in the cupboard or say hello to spiders in the morning and evening. A lot of entertainment that is extremely precious to me... This is probably the happiest time of my life... Oh I guess you don't like to hear this, well, I mean goodbye, Uncle Vernon, Petunia Aunt, and... Dudley."

Looking at Harry with sly eyes, I guess he must have been stupid for a long time to recite this line, such as imagining the face of his fat uncle when he was laughing... Even in order not to make his uncle and aunt I was already standing very far away, but obviously, that plump face that was blushing could be clearly seen even tens of thousands of feet away.

Unexpected rejection.

"Idiot! Monster! Stop your daydreams! No one will accept you as a monster, we have done our best! We raised you up, how much effort has been made, and you want to leave? That's right, find someone who doesn't know where Ghetto using your horrible abilities to mutilate another innocent person?! No way!"

He pushed Harry with his broad, fat hands, hoping to put Harry back in the cupboard.

I believe that at this point he absolutely wishes to keep Harry locked in the cupboard forever and never let him out again.

While dodging, Harry continued to retort. He seemed to be venting, venting his anger from childhood to adulthood at this time, with the ultimate goal of seeing Vernon's obese body burst due to too much anger.

Harry said: "No, you must not have imagined that I found my kind. Yes, he can also use many abilities that are difficult for you to accept. Do you want to try it?" After finishing speaking, he turned his head and winked at me Indicates that I can start.

——That's right, this is a good way he came up with to compromise.

Use my invisibility to cause unthinkable events to subdue the fearful Dursleys.

All I have to do is reach out, flip a switch on the wall on and off, then pick up whatever is next to me and switch from one hand to the other.

...After the performance, Harry's aunt had fainted from fright.

Things went as smoothly as Harry had imagined, and he and I walked out of the Dursley House without any further resistance, only the screams of his cousin and uncle behind us.

... They cursed and feared, but never dared to take a step forward.

Harry kicked the stone with his head down all the way, showing no sign of excitement just now.

"Dickas..."

"Ok?"

"I mean, didn't I go a little too far?"

"do not think so."

"I'm very contradictory now. To put it bluntly, it's like there are two villains fighting in the head. One is yelling at my aunt. Although they are very cruel to you, they are not good to you, but after all they raised you up, and they used to Worried about you who is missing! The one on the other side shouted desperately, they treated you as a monster, let their pig sons bully you, and insulted you without any scruples in front of you, they were like the most harsh Slave master, they were trying to convince you just now that you were a monster!"

"The second reason given is obviously more sufficient."

"But I'm still very... probably because of a disturbed conscience?"

I stopped, "It's still too late to go back now."

Harry still looked down at the stones under his feet, as if he wanted to stare at a flower on it, until I was so impatient that he even wanted to go back first, then he raised his head and looked back again. The Dursley House, then turned his head firmly and walked towards my house first.

I heard him whisper "Sorry".

The little devil who was relieved returned to his previous silly appearance, except that sometimes he secretly made more bacon and ran out to put it on the window sill of the Dursley's bedroom, everything else was almost exactly the same as before.And of course, the boredom with books was about the same as before, no matter how hard I tried to undo the semi-literate state of my first student.

It was July in the blink of an eye, and Harry marked the red cross on the calendar, counting the days and waiting for the old man with the white beard to come again.He counts the days with such concentration that he forgets that a month ago he had been talking about his 11th birthday for three weeks.

He called this day the most important day in his life, his Emancipation Day, Freedom Day.

He desires freedom even more than any American.But obviously he has forgotten the most important thing in his life at this moment.

"It's hard to imagine that the notice that July is coming to an end has not been sent yet!" Harry fidgeted, repeating the sentence he had been chanting for a month. Of course, the date when it came out of his mouth varies with the day. What was changed, "Can you imagine? Maybe we didn't reach Hogg... Then what, I mean the admission standards or qualifications of the wizarding school... Wait!"

I turned my eyes away from the magazine in surprise, and looked at Harry, whose lines were different.

—He exclaimed and added two words.

He pricked up his ears and listened to the sound outside the door, "Did you hear that, there are footsteps coming towards us."

I closed the magazine, cautiously, trying to get Harry to do something instead of being obsessed with an old man who didn't know if he was a liar.Of course, with the Potion of Revealing—let’s call it that—and the reality of the potion, even I myself don’t want to believe he’s a liar. "Listen, Harry, Privet Drive isn't just about us, outside the door when no one but us can see the house but you and me... maybe with that long beard The louder footsteps may have crossed this door, and then continued to walk forward..."

My speech was interrupted by a slightly rude knock on the door.

"Oh God!"

Harry's eyes clearly showed the pride of "hey, you see, I'm right", and he quickly ran forward and opened the door with a silly look on his face.

Then... and I were scared back three steps.

"This is Harry." That huge monster who didn't know what it was completely blocked the door of my room. With his presence, it was difficult for even a trace of light from outside the door to sneak in.He snarled his nose almost enough to cause a small earthquake in the city of Swansea in southern England, and yelled "Harry!" with a crying voice.

Harry sat down on the small parts-strewn floor in shock, sluggish, forgetting even the pain would allow him to bounce up and out of harm's way.

The giant bent down and squeezed in through the door frame with difficulty, and helped Harry up with a sad face, "Although we have seen... when you were a little fluffy, I think I still have to introduce myself. Rubeus Hay G, Keeper of Keys and Gamekeeper at Hogwarts."

He reached out his big, massive hand in front of Harry, and shook his hand.

"Harry, Harry Potter." Harry's brain couldn't turn around. I guess if he was still awake, he would not miss this opportunity to ask: Are you a rescuer sent by Hogwarts? ?

"Oh Harry!" Hagrid exaggeratedly wiped his tears and exclaimed, "You can't imagine that I have been waiting for you for 11 years, and I haven't seen you for 11 years. I must take you out of this damn little house, and then let you and Yaya go to the Forbidden Forest to explore together. Oh, you probably haven’t heard of it. Although the Forbidden Forest is a bit dangerous, you have to admit that there are Lots of lovely little things, and rock cakes, which are my specialty... oh Harry!" The giant started sniffling again, "my poor little Harry...but why would you want one People live here? Whose house is this?"

He finally remembered to ask this... This giant doesn't seem to be very smart, maybe wizards are not distinguished from ordinary people in terms of IQ?

Seeing that Harry's eyes were turning a lot, and he was a little dizzy from Hagrid's series of unfamiliar words, I had no choice but to step forward and poke Hagrid with the pole of the feather duster in my right hand.

No response.

damn it……

thick skin!

Cursing, I used all my strength to hit the back of his hand hard, and finally heard Hagrid yell, looking in my direction strangely, "What the hell?"

Dikas is a polite child... It's polite, damn it!I repeated this sentence over and over in my heart to prevent myself from making any bad jokes on this professor from Hogwarts in the next second.

Fortunately, Harry reacted in time, "Hagrid, this is Deckard, he is an invisible man."

"Invisibility? It's unbelievable..." Hagrid rubbed his big, painful hand on his jacket, and then took out a small notebook from his pocket, "Oh...Dickas...invisible man, oh my god! You are the next student that Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to pick up, so you are right, two children, we should go to Diagon Alley to buy something!"

"...Oh" Harry watched blankly as he pulled out the small pink umbrella excitedly, his big face, which couldn't hide the smile, suddenly squatted down and approached Harry, "Darling, Floo, Apparation , motorcycles and door keys, which mode of transportation do you want to use? Or if you want, we can also take the Knight Bus!"

"What's the Floo Web?" Harry only remembered that and the motorcycle.Other words are completely unfamiliar.

Hagrid scratched his head and explained, but the more he explained, the more confused he became. Seeing that he was about to be made to cry by me, I hurriedly bumped Harry with my shoulder. Harry understood, and hurriedly said, "Well... Hagrid! Motorcycle business ?"

"Ah! No problem!" Hagrid was visibly relieved and replied happily.

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I found that the comments were not replied successfully, and continued to smoke persistently. A certain star was wondering if he had poked some self-abuse version of the black house software, so that no matter whether he used a small pen or a computer, he could only open the posting page in the background...

I'm really thankful for my ingenuity as a brain-dead star. Fortunately, I expressed my love for the girls here before, and finally my wish has come true.

By the way, I saw a girl who is already a YY kid, so cute, she pokes a long line that a certain star is trying to bury, even if you are very smart, do you think that a certain star will spoil it? Huh~ Hanging on you The appetite makes you stare at a certain star all the way. This is the highest pursuit of the people's way forward!