Chapter Forty-Three: I'm the Worst Luck in the Family

Seeing that the matter was over, Harry suggested that everyone put a wizard firecracker, which was called a firecracker because it could blow things up. This is a kind of firecracker that only makes the emperor feel happy when he plays with it, and it is said that someone blew up a gold galleon broom worth more than 1,000 from it.

The first to pull off the packets was Harry.

The sound of its explosion was like that of a cannon bombardment, but fortunately it was not loud and the Dursleys heard it, otherwise someone would have mistakenly thought that it had been bombed, and the explosion was accompanied by a puff of blue smoke that engulfed them.

Harry's luck was good, and he blew up a telescope, at least that could sell Galleons of hardware in the magic supply shop.

Before Vernon pulled the firecracker, he kept muttering, "I want my own wizard chess!"

Ever since Vernon played Wizard Chess, he wanted a chess game of his own. He lets Dudley know it's a voice-activated firecracker, and he blew up a wizard's chess deck.

Dudley even wondered if Vernon wanted a broomstick, and it wouldn't be a wizard's chess but a broomstick.

Penny blows up a top-notch wizard hat.

Darley looked at Vernon, and he muttered, "Please up a broomstick." ”

"You can't fly, why do you need a broom!" Harry teased.

"Isn't it stupid. Dudley despised Harry, saying, "I can't sell it!"

Dudley pulls off the firecrackers, however, reality tells him that bad luck has nothing to do with voice control. He blew up six little white mice, and Penny screamed in horror.

Dudley, Vernon, and Harry scramble to catch the white rats running around.

"Coo~" The loud voice of an owl came from the yard.

White and black flew in with a wave of wings, and it ate three mice with lightning speed, and then it picked up a mouse with the sharp corners of its mouth, and grabbed a mouse with its two sharp claws, and it flew out of the living room to Harry's room on the second floor.

"It's coming back fast enough......" Dudley muttered as he looked at the departing white and black.

The next day, Dudley took Penny to Diagon Alley, and they went to buy an owl, so that when he went to school in the future, Penny could not only send him a letter but also ask the owl to come to Diagon Alley to buy some raw materials for refining potions.

Dudley took her to the Blotted Bookstore to buy a few potions basics books - "Magic Potions and Potions", "Potions and Potions", "Potions Raw Materials Explained", Penny even ordered a weekly weekly "Practical Potions Master", and finally bought a crucible that stirred itself.

Penny is really talented in refining potions, probably because the skill point of cooking is interconnected with the skill point of boiling potions.

Until the start of school, Penny was already able to brew several potions commonly used in life, and Harry was amazed to see all of them, and Penny relied on her own step-by-step exploration and trial to succeed.

Soon Christmas was over, Dudley and Harry were back at school, and the second half of the first year would not be easy.

Dudley was still the same when school started, but Harry was miserable, because it wasn't long before there was another Quidditch match, and Wood led them into a frenzy of training.

Dudley and Ron were playing wizarding chess in the common room today, and Hermione was sitting on the side studying Basic Alchemy.

Hermione suddenly studied alchemy because Dudley asked her for help, and Dudley had no choice, if she wanted to sell the short story "Frozen" plus songs and videos simultaneously, she had to use alchemy, and as for the return, Hermione could get twenty percent of the total income after the cost was discarded.

Ron wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and said, "Whew, finally won, it's too tiring to play chess with you, but it's a good time." ”

Ron's chess skills really don't have to be said, Dudley and he fought back and forth on the chessboard, but they always lost more and won less.

Ron put the broken pieces into the board, then took the pieces from it back and placed them on the board, "Come, come, let's keep playing." ”

At that moment, Harry walked in with a glazed gaze, and he sat down next to Dudley.

"Harry. ”

"Don't talk to me yet, Ron. Harry looked pensive.

"What's wrong with you? Say something unhappy and make us all happy. Dudley tuckled as he patted Harry on the shoulder.

Hermione took the book and patted Dudley's arm, "Harry's face is so ugly, you still say that!"

Harry kept his voice down, not wanting anyone to hear him, and he told them about Snape's ill-intentioned sudden desire to be a Quidditch referee.

"Don't look at the game. Hermione immediately suggested.

"You can say you're sick. Ron applauded his wit and said, "You can break your leg." ”

"I can't do that," said Harry, "and there are no substitute Seekers on the team. If I quit, the Gryffindor team won't be able to play properly. ”

Seeing Harry, who was reluctant to quit, Hermione spread her hands and said, "Okay, as long as you don't let us carry you off the ring." ”

"Don't worry about Harry," Dudley shook Harry, who was frightened by his imagination, "I'll call Professor Dumbledore with me for the game, you won't be scared with him." ”

"Really?" said Harry's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Of course. Dudley said.

Just then, Neville stumbled headlong into the common room. No one could guess how he got out of the hole in the portrait, because his legs were glued together. Dudley and the others could tell at a glance that it was a leg-locking spell. He must have jumped all the way up the Gryffindor Tower like a rabbit.

Everyone laughed.

Seamus Finigan, the little prince of the explosion, walked up with his wand in hand, "Let me undo the spell for you." ”

Neville panicked, "No, no, no, I don't, you're probably going to blow my leg off." ”

Seamus's offer was denied, and he said angrily, "I'm not too rare to undo the spell for you, and besides, if anyone wants to notice it any time, the eyebrows I burned off last time have already grown." He turned away, but what he didn't know was that there was a large bald patch on the back of his head.

Seamus was gone, and Hermione jumped forward and cast a spell on Neville, causing Neville's legs to fall apart in an instant. He stood up and frantically thanked Hermione.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked, as she led him over.

"Malfoy," Neville said in a trembling voice, "I ran into him outside the library. He said he was going to find someone to practice spells. ”

"Go find Professor McGonagall!" Hermione urged Neville, "sue him!"

Neville shook his head.

"I don't want to get in trouble anymore. He muttered vaguely.

"You'll have to be brave against him, Neville!" Ron said, "he's always domineering, and there's no reason for you to give in before him and let him get away with it easily." ”

"Ron is right, Neville, the next time you encounter this, if you can't beat the spell, just punch him in the nose. Dudley said.

Hermione pinched Dudley and said, "Don't give Neville ideas, you should tell the professor about this kind of thing, so that Malfoy can get the punishment he deserves." ”

"I didn't come up with any ideas. Dudley pretended to be innocent, and he said to Neville, "Trust me, Neville, be brave, there's nothing that can't be solved with one fist, if anything, it's two fists." And as long as you hit the opponent in the nose, the opponent will definitely fall to the ground. ”

"Needless to say, I'm just too cowardly, too unbrave, I don't know why I was sorted into Gryffindor. Neville choked up.

"Trust me, you're definitely a real Gryffindor. Dudley affirmed.

Harry reached into the pocket of his robe, pulled out a chocolate frog, and handed it to Neville.

"Don't doubt it, you're a Gryffindor, after all, the Sorting Hat chose you, didn't you?" said Harry, "You're much better than Malfoy." ”

Neville ate a chocolate frog, the corners of his mouth twitching, and a feeble smile.

"Thank you for your comfort, I'm so much better, I just want to go and get some sleep now. ”

In the first Potions class after school started, Snape was a full ten minutes late to appear in the classroom. He seemed a little absent-minded throughout the lesson, always looking at Harry with strange eyes.

It was rare for Harry not to be deducted points by Snape in the whole lesson, but he couldn't sit still, and Snape's eyes wanted him to turn and run away.

As soon as class ended, Snape said in a low voice, "Mr. Dursley, stay for a moment." ”

Dudley was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, presumably Snape knew that he had sent the photo, although he did not sign it, but it was not difficult to guess.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at Dudley worriedly.

Dudley waved at them, motioning for them to wait outside.

When the people were gone, Snape walked briskly to Dadley's desk, he propped his hands on the desk, and whispered with a gloomy face, "You sent those pictures!"

"Professor, there's no need for a dementor to think about this kind of thing. Dudley rubbed his head and said, "You failed to read it last time, and you still try." ”

"That's right, I sent the photos. Dudley looked at Snape with a wicked smile, "What do you think, don't you look like it." ”

Snape slammed the table, and he grabbed Dudley by the collar, "Why do you know!"

Dudley's face didn't change, he pointed to his collar and said, "How are we going to talk to you like this?" ”

Snape's snake-like eyes stared at Dudley for a moment, and he let go of his grip on Dudley's collar.

Dudley straightened his collar and sat back down......

Harry, Hermione, and Ron were waiting anxiously outside the door.

"You say, why did Snape leave Dudley alone. Hermione asked.

Harry sighed in his heart, if he was not mistaken, it must be because of that incident, he couldn't help but think that Dudley's method still worked, and Snape really didn't target him again today, but the way Snape looked at him made him very entangled.