Harry sat on the bed, looking a little dazed.

It was a literal 'small' room, full of Dudley's broken toys, but it was a big step forward compared to the cupboard under the stairs.

It only took one trip for Harry to finish his things, the main thing was the pillow, which he hugged tightly, but it contained a red turban, Mr. Mighty and a spellbook, and a box of chocolate frogs that Harry couldn't eat, so many 'contraband' - if he was caught by Uncle Vernon, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"What are you holding that broken pillow for?" Uncle Vernon couldn't get used to this little family's behavior, "There are pillows on the bed upstairs!" ”

"Uh-keep-a-keep-a-keep-a-h-h- Harry hugged his pillow tightly, "After all, this is the most precious thing I have. ”

Uncle Vernon looked at him, muttered, "Why are you so uninformed," and turned away.

Harry closed the door to his room, and could hear Dudley crying on the first floor, and Uncle Vernon screaming in pain, probably pulling his hair, "Don't - why - let him get out!" That's mine - hiccup! Room! ”

Aunt Penny then reassures Dudley, telling him that the room is cursed and that he can't play with toys in it, or he won't be able to eat the good blueberry pie again.

It's worth mentioning that the Dursleys believed in occult powers, and didn't keep umbrellas in the house, forbidding Dudley from going under the wooden ladder, and of course maybe because Dudley was too fat to knock the ladder over - they would watch horror movies and look at Harry whenever Uncle Vernon screamed.

Maybe they think that magic is the mysterious power of evil in horror movies, after all, magic has never brought them any pleasant surprises.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem incomprehensible to let a nephew with an evil curse live in a cupboard, Harry is enlightened, horror movie.

"Zizi-zi-" The electric bell rang.

"Hello! Anybody home? A young voice sounded outside, and there was a scurry outside the door, and there might be more than one person coming.

Dudley's crying stopped instantly—probably his 'fox friend' at school. Dudley didn't want to show tears in front of his buddy.

Aunt Penny and Uncle Vernon thought so, too.

Uncle Vernon hurriedly sat down on the small couch and opened a newspaper, pretending to be casual, and he exclaimed, "Honey! Open the door! ”

"Okay dear!" Aunt Petunia replied aloud, and while slapping Dudley's face clean with a towel, she hurried to the door, straightened her clothes, and opened the door—

In front of him were five children, four of them were red-haired, and the only brown-haired girl happened to be known to Penny, "Anna?!" ”

"Merry Christmas Ms. Penny!" Anna greeted politely and handed over a fresh pie copied with a copy charm.

"Uh-Merry Christmas," Penny took the pie and looked at the group of children, the boys in plain attire, sweaters and wide-legged pants? Some of them don't match properly, and the young girl stares at herself intently-

Ordinary, Penny looked away, "It's coming for us Dada, right?" Dada—"

"Oh, no, ma'am," George said, taking a piece of paper from Ron's hand and pretending to look upward, "we're here for—Harry. Potter, does he live here? ”

"What! Harry – Potter! Penny didn't control her voice, "Are you sure?!" ”

Penny took the document from George - Hope Harry. Potter joins the 'Chardley Rockets', a community elementary school - it's detailed, and it's stamped neatly, and while Penny doesn't recognize what is written on it, it's legitimate.

Harry popped out of the small room and saw Anna standing in the doorway - he thought that was the biggest surprise of Christmas.

Ron winked at him, and Ginny ducked behind Ron.

"We were members of the 'Chardley Rockets,' a community elementary school — it was a very famous team," Fred told Mrs. Penny, "and maybe no one else had heard of it, but it was still very well-known in our circles." ”

"Very famous!" Ron added, nodding affirmatively.

"We came to Harry, who was chosen by his teacher to join us—because of his talent," Anna flickered, "Earlier last month, Miss McGonagall happened to see him playing a game of running with a group of boys, and he was running fast!" ”

What racing game? Dudley's eyes widened as he ran over to eavesdrop, and although he didn't know which time, he was sure that it was them chasing Harry!

Penny was a little hesitant, probably thinking when she adopted Harry that he would fly to a tree and his hair would grow overnight, but she never thought it would happen again, "Hmm...... Please forgive us—"

"Ma'am, and Dudley," Anna said before Penny could speak, "The teacher thinks Dudley is very talented in boxing, she will definitely not look away, and if Harry joins us, she can help introduce a good boxing coach." ”

"Oh," Penny paused, "so—"

"I don't want to learn boxing!" Dudley was sprinkling, "Don't let Harry join them!" Forbid! ”

But this time, Penny didn't compromise on Dudley, even though she couldn't bear it.

"Dada baby, this is a chance! You have a talent for this! We didn't even find out—" She wiped away tears of emotion, and while she had been paralyzing her son for the best, she was subconsciously worried about Dudley's future.

"We were so careless that we almost delayed you!"

"What? No—"

"We Dada have a talent for boxing!" Uncle Vernon ran over and the floor slammed, "This news is the best gift I've ever received for Christmas!" I should have known! Look at the muscles! He smacked Dudley on the stomach as if he were showing off.

The group looked at Dudley's rippling flesh, "yes, it's strong," Anna complimented.

"Can we go to Harry? Let's talk about it...... Uh-what's going on with the team? Ron was a little impatient.

Uncle Vernon was suddenly glad that Harry had been in the smallest room upstairs, but it was still a room, and he wouldn't leave a talking point, "He's upstairs, the room closest to the stairs. ”

Uncle Vernon admonished, "Be careful, he's a little grumpy." ”

"And some paranoia," Aunt Petunia told the crowd in, "and if he says anything, don't care." ”

"He'll fly to the trees!" Dudley screamed.

"Dada baby!" Aunt Petunia gently covered Dudley's mouth and led him to the kitchen, "Let's go eat blueberry pie!" ”

Anna stepped up the stairs to the second floor, where the structure of 4 Privet Road was exactly the same as her own, and there were pictures of the Dursleys on the wall, only their family, and there was no trace of Harry at all.

It felt like Harry was like a proper house-elf from the Dursleys.

"Great Harry Potter! Merry Christmas! The twins gave Harry a big hug and handed him the beautifully wrapped eggs, "Christmas!" ”

"Thank you! Merry Christmas! Harry took it gratefully.

Ron leaned over and sat down on Harry's bed, a handful of dust kicking up, "How long has it been since you slept?" ”

"I just moved here," Harry said, a little frustrated, "my room used to be a lot more crowded than it was here. ”

"Why are they punishing you?" Ginny looked at the empty room with some indignation, and there was only a broken bed, a dilapidated wardrobe, a set of tables and chairs, and a pile of strange toys, more Burrow than the Burrow.

"That's already a bonus, of course my old room was crowded—" Harry shrugged, "and it's full if I was alone." ”

Ginny gave him a hug and pulled out a somewhat rough red woolen sock, "Merry Christmas Harry, everything will be fine!" She was a little shy, "This is my knitted sock, for you—"

"Thank you! Merry Christmas Ginny! Harry's interest in the socks was greater than Lori's hug, "It's beautiful! But why only one? ”

"The other one was snatched by the goblins," Ron handed Harry a long strip of gift, "Ginny was so sad. ”

"What is this?" Harry shook the box of gifts that Ron had given, and there was a crashing sound inside.

"What you need most, my friend!" Ron squeezed his eyes.

Curious, Harry opened the present - Lovegood's special 'Wart Magic Ointment'.

There was also a note next to it, 'Any wart can be cured, whether it grows on the butt or not.' '

Harry gasped.

"Thanks—Ron—but I'd say my ass is very healthy," Harry would have wanted to take off his pants if it weren't for the girls in the room.

"Hahaha-" George patted Harry on the shoulder, "forgive him, he went to Lady Lovegood's Charm Experiment for this ointment, and if it weren't for being a little shorter, he would have almost shaved his head—the one with one missing part." ”

"Mother took Ms. Lovegood's hand and told her to turn back—they were good friends," Fred added, "but persuasion didn't work, and Lady Lovegood used her portkey to continue her studies in country M—"

"Luna was happy to say that there were a lot fewer harassing flies in her mother's ears," Ron dragged out, "though no one knew what a harassing fly was. ”

Anna pulled out a rectangular box from the blue floral cloth bag, "Merry Christmas Harry!" It's a new year, I hope you make progress in your studies and be in good health! ”

"Do you want to say a message? Muggle world gift-giving is too formal, right? Ron muttered to the twins, "Every year you remember to say 'Merry Christmas' to me, I thank Merlin!" ”

"Anna Special."

"Merry Christmas Anna! Uh-I wish you a happy day! Harry took the present with both hands and opened it, it was a book, probably no child would want to receive a book at Christmas, but this was an exception.

The heavy red cover - "Those Wizards of the 20th Century".

"Oh my God! You remember! Harry couldn't wait to flip through the picture of his parents, and he saw the two winking at him.

"I bought a development potion in Diagon Alley to make the picture move."

It's the best Christmas ever.