On a sweltering morning, Sivin yawned and looked helplessly at little Harry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This is not the first time, after the whole Privet Road was awakened by the roar of Villa 4, little Harry ran to Siwen's house for refuge.

"It's the third time this week......" Mr. Swift glanced at Harry with drooping eyelids, "There's an old saying that falling at the same intersection once is an accident, and falling there the second time is stupid." ”

Little Harry looked helpless and innocent, and explained again with a tired face: "What can I do, as soon as I get home, Aunt Vernon locked Hedwig in the house, she is very uncomfortable." At Hogwarts, she had always been used to flying outside. ”

Not only Hedwig, but when he got home, Uncle Vernon, with a speed that did not match his own body, quickly locked all of Harry's magic books, wands, broomsticks, and everything related to Hogwarts into the small and dilapidated room under the stairs.

"I have a backup spellbook here, you can continue to write your homework. A sentence from the West language directly choked little Harry to death. Harry said, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who loves to learn?"

After eating and drinking, Harry lay on the lawn behind the Dursleys' house, looking up at the sky, his eyes not focused.

Just now in the house, when Uncle Vernon mentioned that today was a particularly important day, there was a moment in his heart that his uncle's family remembered his birthday.

However, the truth is bitter, Uncle Vernon's construction merchant is going to be a guest, and he has been talking about this for about a month, and even has a time to schedule.

On such an important night, the only thing he needed to do as Dursley's nephew was to be quiet and pretend not to be home. For the merchant couple had no idea that the Dursleys had such a relative.

Harry looked at the fence boredly, today was July 31st, his 12th birthday. After having been in contact with Xiwen and Qiu Zhang for so long, Harry felt that the mysterious ancient country in the East really had a lot of concise and concise proverbs.

"The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment" is Harry's mood at this moment. Harry lay on the bench and hummed to himself in a depressed voice, "Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, ...... to me"

No greeting cards, no gifts, and even on the night of his birthday, the only thing he had to do was pretend he didn't exist. Harry stared at the fence in anguished dismay.

He had never been so lonely, and he missed his friends more than anything at Hogwarts, even more than Quidditch, the schoolboy Hermione, the laughing George Fred twins, the beautiful Akihari, the wooden-like Cedric, the serious Shimizu-sanpai, and oh, and the lazy Ron.

They, however, didn't seem to want him at all, and none of them wrote to him, including Ron, who was clamoring to invite him to play.

Sometimes little Harry felt that everything he was doing at Hogwarts was not a dream, and if not, why hadn't he received any messages from Hogwarts.

Harry Jr. even wanted to take another look at his enemy, Draco Malfoy, just to prove that it wasn't a dream.

Harry sat up suddenly, the fence he'd been staring at meaninglessly seemed to be watching him as well. Two large green eyes emerge from the leaves.

When a sarcastic laugh rang out and Harry jumped to his feet, those green eyes vanished.

"I know what day it is. Dudley staggered towards Harry with the fat in his tow.

"What?" Harry didn't pay attention to Dudley, and in the summer, he ran with Dudley, and whenever there were words in his mouth, Dudley would be scared and scared. Harry scanned the fence carefully.

"I know what day it is. Dudley was in Harry's way.

"Very well," Harry looked at Dudley as if he were a three-year-old, "do you finally know how to count the date?"

However......

"It's your birthday!" Dudley scoffed, "how come you don't have a greeting card? Don't you have any friends in that monster area?"

"You'd better not let Aunt Penny hear you talk about my school," Harry said coldly, emotionlessly.

Dudley snorted contemptuously and lifted his pants that were about to slip off his fat buttocks. "What are you staring at the fence for?"

"I wonder what spell I can use to light it"

"You can't, my dad said, you can't use magic, or he'll shrink you in the house" Dudley staggered back with a panicked look on his big face, "You can't go anywhere, and no friends will come back to you!"

Harry burst out: "Curse you in circles, Wali Waliwa, Moses and Seymour, Anata!

"Mommy o(≧v≦)o!" Dudley howled and shuffled home, "Mommy!

However, for the sake of momentary pleasure, Harry paid a heavy price. When Aunt Petunia found out that Harry had once again scared Dudley instead of using magic, she still gave Harry a solid pan to his head.

Harry was told not to eat until all the chores were done. As Dudley watched with ice cream in his mouth, Harry cleaned the windows, washed the car, repaired the lawn, fertilized the flower beds, pruned and watered the roses, and repainted the garden benches.

The blazing sun made the back of Harry's neck burn, and he knew he shouldn't be fooled by Dudley, but Dudley spoke his mind, maybe he had no friends at Hogwarts.

Well...... Xiwen is fortunate to live near him, and he is the only one he misses.

Hopefully they can see the great Savior, Harry Potter, as he is now. Harry's back hurts, and he sweats profusely as he fertilizes the flowers, thinking indignantly.

At half-past seven, Harry had finally finished all his work from exhaustion, and he heard Aunt Petunia call him into the house.

Cautiously following the newspaper that Aunt Petunia had laid out for him, Harry saw the elaborate dinner party, with a sumptuous cake full of whipped cream and frosting flowers in the fridge, and roasted loins sizzling in the stove.

However, the contrast was two slices of pitiful dry bread and a lump of cheese in front of him. That's Harry's dinner today.

Harry hurriedly washed his hands and swallowed the poor dinner, and Aunt Petunia immediately took his plate and blasted him upstairs.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Uncle Vernon opened the door in surprise, and an angelic voice came~

"Hello Mr. Dursley, Mr. Sywin wants to invite Mr. Potter to his house in the evening, do you think it's appropriate?"

Harry didn't react to what was going on until he walked to Swift's house, and followed Sister Alice in a daze.

Pushing open the main entrance, the brightly lit hall of the Western-style Mansion, all his good friends were standing there, clapping together and waving: "Happy birthday Harry!"

There are little Hermione, Qiu Zhang, and Shimizu Senpai. There are Cedric, the twin brothers of George Fred. The members of their Hogwarts Extracurricular Study Group reunited.

Little Harry snorted, thank you, thank you, thank you......

It's nice to have someone who cares.