[HP] Dali's Bread

Sunshine, sand, waves, summer vacation is here.

This holiday season, Darlie Dursley finally got rid of those kids' shirts that couldn't fit in the house and transformed into a glorious British teenager.

Not only has she grown taller, but the contours of her face have also lost their roundness.In terms of figure, there is also a curve that can be called Miaoman, but she is still too young, even wearing a protruding swimsuit like a bikini can hardly be called sexy.She lay on a plastic deckchair under a giant parasol, legs crossed, and greeted passing boys who whistled at her.

"Long live summer!" She couldn't help shouting, taking a sip of iced Coke, "Harry, it's so wonderful to have a holiday."

Harry, who was lying on the side, was not interested. He just wanted to go back to Hogwarts as soon as possible. He couldn't understand the life outside the school where he couldn't use magic and was controlled by Petunia and Vernon. Fortunately, he couldn't stop counting down the days and minutes until the World Cup, but he still couldn't refuse the Coke that Dali handed over.

"Dali, are you going to the World Cup too?" Even at the seaside, the hot summer made him sweat uncontrollably, and the sweat was mixed in his messy hair, making him want to leave here and take a shower.

"The World Cup? I'm going, who are you going with?" Dali put her index finger close to Harry's face, "Look quickly! My new nail polish arrived today! I sent an owl here! It's lemon color! Smell it, it's delicious!" But Harry immediately moved her paw away: "Dally, I don't understand girls."

"Then talk about the World Cup!" Dali didn't care, holding the Coke cup in both hands, looking really interested.

"I'm going to live at Ron's house at that time, who are you going to watch with?" Harry finally came to his senses, he felt that he was almost suffocated on the overcrowded beach.

"Luna, my Ravenclaw friend." Daly giggled, "You haven't seen her yet, have you?"

"I've heard about it a little bit." Harry nodded, "I mean...will they disagree then? But if I don't agree, I will definitely leave!"

"Harry, there's me." Darley teased, wearing her amber sunglasses, "I never knew the savior was afraid of my parents."

Harry counted the days as they passed, and finally he waited for a letter from the Weasleys.They seemed to have put stamps all over the place, leaving only a small piece for the Dursleys' address.

He waited anxiously for the five o'clock in the afternoon said in the letter, he had already packed his luggage.

"Did they say why?" Dali took a bite of the donut and said vaguely: "Luna said that I will take the Knight bus to her house tomorrow."

"No." Harry was nervous, because he knew that the Dursleys didn't like Weasley very much, and the twins had tricked Darley too many times, and even made her tongue drag on the floor in front of the couple (of course This is also because she is gluttonous).

Petunia was swinging the cushion from side to side like a compulsive psychosis.Vernon pretended to be reading a newspaper, but his small eyes didn't move.Harry stared at his watch, his heart beating fast with excitement and nervousness.

However, after five o'clock, Vernon, who was in a suit and leather shoes, was already sweating slightly.He opened the front door, glanced left and right down the road, then pulled his head back.

"They're late!" he said gruffly to Harry.

"I know," said Harry, "perhaps—well—probably the traffic."

Ten past five... quarter past five... Harry himself was starting to lose his temper. At 05:30, he heard Vernon and Petunia mumbling sullenly in the living room.

"No respect for others at all!"

"We may have other appointments."

"They probably thought that if they came a little later, we'd invite them to dinner."

"Well, don't even think about it," said Uncle Vernon, "I bet they have no sense of time."

"Okay, Dad!" Dali couldn't help but stop them. She took out the game console from the TV cabinet and was about to play a game, when she suddenly heard heavy knocking and rubbing sounds from behind the fireplace.But the fireplace in her house was sealed, and there was a fake coal-burning electric stove in front of it.

"Harry, come here!" she yelled, which called her parents over.

"What is it?" Aunt Petunia asked out of breath, having stepped back against the wall, staring at the electric stove in fear, "What is it, Vernon?"

Their questions were quickly answered.Several voices came from behind the sealed fireplace.

"Ouch! No, Fred - go back, go back, I must have made a mistake - tell George not to - Oops! No, George, there won't be room here, go back and tell Ron -"

"Maybe Harry can hear us, Dad—maybe he'll let us out—"

Then, several fists hit the wallboard behind the electric furnace heavily.

"Harry? Harry, can you hear me?"

The Dursleys turned on Harry like two angry wolverines.

"What's the matter?" growled Uncle Vernon. "What are they doing?"

"They—they're trying to get here on Floo powder," said Harry, trying to keep from laughing out loud, "they can travel on fire—it's just that you've sealed the fireplace— Wait a minute—"

He went to the fireplace and shouted into it through the wainscoting.

"Mr. Weasley? Can you hear me?"

The sound of fists hitting the wall stopped.Someone on the mantelpiece said, "Hush!"

"Mr. Weasley, this is Harry...the fireplace is sealed. There is no way you can get out of here."

"Damn it!" said Mr. Weasley's voice, "why did they seal up the good fireplace?"

"They got an electric stove," Harry explained.

"Really?" said Mr. Weasley's voice excitedly. "Live, you mean? Got a plug? Great, I've got to see it...Let me see... ouch, Ron!"

"Hurry up and come out! You scared my parents!" Dali walked over and knocked on the fireplace with one fist.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." said Mr. Weasley's muffled voice, "I'm thinking about what to do... well... that's all... stand back, girl."

Dali retreated to the sofa, but Uncle Vernon took a few steps forward instead.

"Wait!" he yelled into the fire, "what on earth are you trying to—"

Bang——!

The sealed fireplace exploded, the electric stove flew across the room, and Mr. Weasley, Fred, George and Ron were thrown out along with a mass of rubble.Petunia screamed and fell backward on the coffee table, but Vernon reached out and grabbed her to keep her from falling.Vernon gasped, unable to speak, just staring at the Weasleys.They both had red hair, and Fred and George, two brothers who were exactly alike, even with their freckles symmetrical.

"Hi, Dali, long time no see."

The same goes for their smirks.

The author has something to say:

The transition is short, I have already decided on the male second, the following is the no-prize guessing session hhh it is very difficult to guess.Super satisfies my beast/desire hahahahaha

Let Xiaolong out in the next chapter.

I feel that it is still partial to the original work, it’s okay, I’m about to let it fly

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