About half-past seven, Harry was called downstairs by Aunt Penny, who, though she wouldn't let him go to the dinner, had prepared some food for him - two loaves of bread and a pile of cheese. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Though the crumpled food sat next to the dinner party — a heap of custard pudding and frosted violet, and a chunk of roast sizzling in the oven. But Aunt Penny's differential treatment of the two portions of food was no longer enough to spoil his state of mind—Vio was waiting in the room with Mickey to cut the cake, they had just blown out the candles, and he had made a wish.

He hastily swallowed the pitiful supper, and prepared to go back to his room to feast on the cake.

"Go upstairs!" Harry glanced at Uncle Vernon and Dudley in their dresses and bow ties, and there was a boy beside them! Before Harry could say anything, the doorbell rang, and Uncle Vernon urged him to rush upstairs, "Remember, boy—you have to dare to make a little noise・・・・・・

Harry tiptoed to his bedroom door, slipped in, and closed the door, leaving the room dark and with only one person sitting on the bed.

He walked over, barely screaming.

The little monster on the bed looked about the same as Mickey, but it was clearly not Mickey, its two protruding green eyes were the size of a tennis ball, and Mickey was brown. Harry immediately remembered that he had seen the pair of eyes in the hedge during the day today, and that was it!

They stared at each other, Harry wondering if Vio was gone?why, the cake was still on the table, even the knives and forks were the same as when he left, where had they gone- he heard Dudley's voice coming from the foyer.

"Shall I hold the clothes for you, Mr. and Mrs. Mason?" - this was the action they had rehearsed many times in the morning at home.

"Shall I lead you to the dining room?"

Harry's mind was in turmoil as he saw the monster on the other side, which was also supposed to be a house-elf, slip off the bed and bow deeply to him, its slender nose touching the carpet. Harry noticed that he was wearing what looked like an old pillowcase, with several holes in his arms and legs.

"Oh-hello. Harry said unnaturally, "Are you, are you the house-elf of the Sontrell family? ”

"Harry Potter!" the house-elf shrieked, trembling with excitement, and could be heard downstairs. "Dobby has always wanted to see you, sir・・・・・・ it's an honor!"

"Well, thank you—thank you," Harry felt safer as he moved against the wall and sat down in the chair in front of his desk, next to Hedwig, who was sleeping in the large cage. "Dobby, I suppose you should be able to see - vio she's not here, and, here, sorry I don't want to be rude, but it's a little inappropriate to host a house-elf in my bedroom at the moment. ”

Aunt Petunia burst of hypocritical loud laughter came from the living room, as if to disguise something. The elf hung his head.

Harry hurriedly said, "I'm not unhappy to entertain you, perhaps, you can stay and wait for her to come back-"

"Oh, sir," said Dobby eagerly, "Dobby is not here for Miss Santril, Dobby is here for his own reasons. Sir, it's hard to say・・・・・・ Dobby doesn't know where to start・・・・・・"

"Sit down," Harry said politely, gesturing to the bed.

Dobby's sudden crying startled Harry, who was crying so loudly.

Dobby whimpered, "No one has ever been right ・・・・・・ ever said ・・・・・・ to Dobby ・・・・・・"

Harry stuttered a little as if he heard Uncle Vernon's joke downstairs.

"I'm sorry—" With a rattling sound, Harry turned his head to see the curtains fully open, moonlight coming in through the grille, and someone glaring at him through the bar: a man with a freckled face, red hair, and a long nose.

Ron Weasley was outside his window.

Harry said "sorry" to Dobby, got up from his chair, walked to the window, and pushed it up so they could talk through the bar. "Ron, how- is this—"

Harry spotted Ron leaning out of the back window of a turquoise sedan to talk to him, the sedan stopped in mid-air, and Ron's twin brothers, Fred and George, sat in the front seat, smiling joyfully at him.

"How's it going, Harry?" Vio patted Harry on the shoulder in the back and said hello to Ron and the Weasley brothers.

Harry was startled again, he turned to look at Vio, "Where have you been? There's another house-elf here—"

"I know, Mickey and I have been watching you from the corner. At that moment, Dobby suddenly fell from the sky, and we thought something was going on, so we hid. ”

Harry looked at her, and it seemed plausible・・・・・・

"Hey, why don't you keep writing back to me?" Ron knocked on the window fence outside, hoping to get Harry's attention, "I invited you twelve times, and then Vio wrote back that you had a birthday today and made a wish that you wanted to go to the Burrow. ”

"-How can I ・・・・・・" Harry looked at Vio dissatisfied, who grinned and took it for granted. "I didn't get an invitation, if you want to go, Ron will definitely find a way to pick you up, so I can get rid of it." ”

"Hey—don't think you're too pretty—" Fred said to Vio in a panic.

"Okay, you can't stay here for long, get the car down, I know there's an underground parking lot around here, I'm going to pack my things, we'll meet there in the middle of the night-" Harry looked worriedly at the dangling car, and saw that someone was already pointing in this direction.

"Poof~" Ron and the Weasley brothers both laughed, "Dude, don't make a fuss, I haven't seen you in a summer vacation, are you confused by the Muggles?" of course this car is magical, it's completely invisible, we're in the car, so the Muggles can't see us." Come out. ”

"Didn't you say we can't do magic outside of school?" asked Harry, puzzled, who hadn't touched his wand for a month, and who had been trying to be as patient as he could. "And—" he glared at the window fence in front of him, "I can't get out either! My uncle-in-law didn't know what he saw on the news the other day, and put this thing on every window in the house—"

Ron tilted his head forward nonchalantly, "Have you forgotten who I'm with, the two of them are sometimes a lot more flexible than magic." ”

Fred threw Harry a piece of rope and "tied it to the iron fence." Harry did so.

But he looked a little uneasy, "If my aunt and uncle find out—"

"We were already in heaven then. George patted the car door and comforted.

"Okay, we'll take care of the rest, and while there's still some time, let's get ready. ”

Harry quickly turned around and gathered up, and Dobby jumped in front of him and stopped him - it had looked timidly at the sudden appearance of the human, but finally mustered up the courage to come and not let him go.

Harry patiently said to it, "Can't you go back?" My friends Ron and Vio are from the wizarding world, they should be able to help you, or you can leave with us-"

"No, no, no, Harry Potter must stay in a safe place. He is so great and so kind, we cannot afford to lose him. Dobby was moved to tears when he heard his words, and he objected even louder against him, "Harry Potter must not leave, if he returns to Hogwarts, his life will be in danger." ”

"Why?" Harry stopped his ongoing efforts to gather his books and straightened up to look at Dobby.