What a flattering! A pack of freshly sourced imported dog biscuits from the United States!

"Thank you, Auntie," Harry took the biscuit, ignoring the fierce eyes of the Shar Pei named Lippi at Aunt Maggie's feet.

Dudley gets a brand-new, computer-controlled robot -

If Anna was there, she would have comforted herself, "What kind of flashy decorative toy is that?" It's not as good as a pack of delicious, nutritious and filling dog biscuits! ”

Harry continued to smile, and Vernon Dursley took Maggie's salute off the car and gave Harry a surprised look.

It's been a month since he'd caught Harry, like he'd finally found his place - well, maybe he really realized he deserved to be a normal person.

After a series of commands, Aunt Maggie's big ass finally hit the poor little couch of the Dursleys.

"Open the gift! Open the gift! Dudley stood in front of the Christmas tree with his new toy in his hand, and he counted it with his thick hands, "... Fifteen, sixteen... Thirty-six, thirty-seven..."

Beautifully wrapped gift boxes were piled under the tree, small enough to fit Harry in the size of Mr. Mighty and large enough to fit Harry, and Harry suspected that it was Aunt Penny's house-elf who had abducted her to help her with the housework - and he began to wonder if his cupboard would be able to squeeze in a new occupant.

Staring wide-eyed at the giver of the gifts, Harry was a little disappointed, he already had a pack of dog biscuits this year, didn't he?

“… Thirty-eight! Dudley jumped to his feet with excitement, the entire floor vibrating as he squeezed in front of Harry to show off, "Guess how many Christmas presents I have?" ”

"One hundred, and Oliver has a hundred." Harry opened his mouth to come.

"......" Dudley was obviously not so excited, and he was probably thinking about a hundred gifts for the next Christmas.

Aunt Penny stood aside and frowned and counted the gifts, "How is it thirty-eight?" She muttered, "I remember only thirty-seven......

Dudley sat down and began to unwrap the package, the little red cart, the expensive remote-controlled steamboat, and a robot parrot in a cage that made a sound, "I want one alive!" A parrot that can fly! Dudley was screaming, and Uncle Vernon had to reassure him to go buy one for him quickly.

"What is this?" Dudley picked up a gift box that was wrapped differently than the others, and shook it vigorously, but there was no sound inside, "Empty box!" Dudley was furious, glaring at his parents.

"Baby nephew, let me take a look," Maggie took the box, which had nothing written on it, no name, no address, no greetings—like a surprise box waiting to be opened.

Harry stood in the corner serving as a clothes rack, staring curiously at the box in Aunt Maggie's hand.

As soon as he exerted his strength, the box opened, and there were no extra surprises, and Maggie hooked an ugly teacup out of it with her index finger in disgust, "Poor thing, where did it come from?" She glanced at Harry.

"It's not Harry," Aunt Petunia said honestly, "he doesn't even have the money to buy it—probably a gift from our poor Dada baby who I accidentally piled up here." ”

Maggie put the 'ugly' cup on the floor, "In normal times, this cup is dirty for me to use for my family, but I know that my good Lippi uses a custom-made bowl at home," the Shar Pei dog lazily leaned over, and Aunt Maggie poured some water into the cup.

Absolutely, yes – that's a biting teacup!

Maybe it will soon become a teacup for biting dogs, and this bad dog has finally ushered in its retribution.

Harry's trembling hand opened the door to the backyard in the glass conservatory, and looked at the Dursleys, "Ventilation," he said.

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with it, the firewood in the fireplace was burning too well, the air in the room was not very circulating, the kid finally had a little bit of vision, and Uncle Vernon nodded imperceptibly.

"Woo——— woo! Woof! "Lippi's nose is bitten by a cute teacup.

It buried its whole face in the cup, and Aunt Maggie, thinking that its head was stuck, screamed in a hurry, "Lippi! My heart! ”

Aunt Maggie's heart hit the wall, and the glass greenhouse was a mess again—

Everyone, especially Aunt Petunia—she screamed, because she couldn't stand the mess the most, and everyone was on the move, hoping to catch Lippi.

The hero Lippi runs to Dadley's feet, Dudley screams, tripping himself up, and Uncle Vernon runs to help Dadley, only to knock the Christmas tree into the air, and for a time the living room chickens and dogs jump.

Finally, when the hero Lippy had had enough of the trouble, he screamed twice, rushed out of the glass greenhouse through the door Harry had opened, and ran around the garden twice, trying to roll and get the teacup off, but to no avail, it twisted, turned and fled from under Aunt Maggie's crotch.

It just so happened that the garden fence where Uncle Vernon had pulled his crotch had not been repaired, so there were two more beautiful figures on the streets of Privet Road—a mad dog running wildly with a teacup on his head, and a bloated woman panting and chasing after him.

"Did the plan succeed?" Ron leaned over to Anna, "I like I hear screaming outside. ”

"Sit down, be quiet, baby Ronnie, even if there's a beautiful fire dragon outside, it doesn't have anything to do with us," Fred pressed Ron back into his place, "unless you want to stay at Aunt Muriel's house for a few months." ”

George made a zipper gesture on Ron's mouth, "Confidential—and then we can learn in the fun Muggle world, aren't we excited?" ”

Ginny took Ron's arm and nodded heavily at him, one of the few opportunities to live next door to Harry, "We don't know anything. ”

As a few people sat on the couch in the living room, Mr. Weasley was looking curiously at the television, his eyes burning as if he wanted to take it apart to find out.

"Thank you so much, Lena!" Molly. Weasley shook Liana's hand, "The kids are clamoring to go to their aunt's, and we don't know what to do - it's the first time I've seen the twins cry, and it scared both Arthur and me half to death." ”

Anna looked at the twins.

"The sad potion we asked for from Luna's father," Fred explained in a low voice, "was dripping in the soup and almost didn't dry my tear ducts." ”

"I haven't cried so much since we were babies, and I thought we didn't have tears." George added.

"Don't say it, maybe they both have hairy hearts." Ron muttered quietly.

"Hairy heart?" Anna felt like she had heard it somewhere.

"'The Wizard's Hairy Heart,' a fairy tale used to describe a wizard who doesn't understand feelings," Ginny explained to Anna.

"A wizard used black magic to take out his heart and put it in a crystal box to maintain his wonderful single life, but he was ridiculed for not being able to find a wife, and in order to prove himself, he went to find a good girl-"

"The girl had to see his sincerity, so he took out the heart, because it had been left outside for too long, and the heart grew hairy......

At this point, Ginny stuck out her tongue, "The girl was so happy, I don't know what to be happy about seeing the hairy heart, and she told the wizard to put the heart back where it belongs—and the wizard put the hairy heart back in his chest—I don't know what to say—the best place for it is the garbage can!" ”

Ginny concluded, "I think the story is just about telling us to put the trash where it belongs. ”

"Incisive," Anna applauded, as if she didn't have to worry about Ginny being deceived by a man with bad intentions.

"But Mom said she was telling us not to use the dark arts." Ron frowned.

"Lippi! Lippi! Outside the window, there was a woman's clamour, "Help! Who's going to help me stop it! ”

"What's wrong?" Lena stood up and opened the door.