Recently, everyone has felt that the air around them has become a lot duller. It's sunny every day, but when it hits people, people can't help but want to hide in the shade of trees.

On Privet Road, most of the big square houses were shrouded in a drowsy silence.

The cars that usually shine brightly are all parked in the driveway in ashes; The once verdant meadows have a tendency to dry up and turn yellow.

When walking down the street, it is rare for a gust of wind to blow quietly, accompanied by a warm breath - it seems that everything around you is silently reminding everyone that summer has arrived.

Due to the recent drought, watering hoses have long been banned. But the residents of this privet road, the usual pastime is to clean the car and mow the lawn.

Now, when neither of these things could be done, they had to take refuge in their shady house, and open the windows wide in the hope that a cool breeze would blow in that did not exist.

In this somewhat breathless weather, only one person is still outside. It was a teenage boy who was lying flat in a flower bed outside No. 4 Privet Road.

He was a skinny boy with black hair, glasses, and a somewhat weak appearance.

Probably because he jumped too fast in a short period of time! His jeans were torn and dirty, his T-shirt was loose and faded, and the soles of his sneakers were separated from the uppers.

But on his forehead, there is a very characteristic lightning-shaped scar, which is destined to be extraordinary in his life.

His name was Harry Potter.

Mr. Potter's appearance naturally did not please the neighbors. Those of them believe that shabby and sloppy should be punished by law.

But for all this time, he had either hid in his room or was lying behind this large clump of hydrangeas, and no passers-by would see him.

In fact, if his uncle Vernon or Aunt Penny poked their heads out of the living room window and looked straight into the flower beds below, they could still be seen.

On the whole, Mr. Potter felt that he could think of something to be thankful for hiding here—it would never be comfortable to lie on the hot and hard dirt.

On the other hand, there would be no one here glaring at him so hard that he would not be able to hear what was being said in the news, nor would anyone ask him a series of cheek questions.

Every time he tried to sit in the living room and watch TV with his aunt and uncle, they always disturbed him.

In this family, Mr. Potter was not happy since he was a child. But where else could he go but here? Especially after his parents were brutally murdered when he was a child.

“…… Fish & Chips! French fries and fish! A culinary gem in all of England! Fish and chips with fried fish! Fries and chips in the fish! Enjoy two for the price of one serving! Fish & Chips! French fries and fish! Fish & Chips ......"

Inside the window, a disturbing advertising song is being heard. This advertisement has been very popular lately, whether it is on the street or on TV, it will pop up from time to time to disgust you, and it is simply unbearable on this hot afternoon.

“…… Can you eat anything other than fish and chips......" Harry lay in the grass, his head resting on his arms, his eyelids half-drooping, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep.

But at this moment, the street, which was empty because of the hot weather, suddenly heard a creaking and screeching sound.

“…… Oh! Damn it! The sound made my blood pressure go up! ”

Harry's uncle, Vernon Dursley, grumbled, and Harry heard the window slam shut.

At this moment, the sound of two people's conversation suddenly sounded outside the flowers.

“…… Stop, stop! Leni smells! Sister, stop! ”

"Oh."

Then, with an even more shrill creak, Harry immediately heard someone walking towards him.

"Hah! Discovered by Lenny! ”

Harry was about to get up and take a look, but he didn't expect that he had just raised his head when he felt a dimness above him. In the next second, Harry's stomach was hit by tons.

"Ah!!h

Just a moment ago, he was only drowsy from the dreary, hot air; But now, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was almost about to faint.

"Next...... Come down ......."

Harry raised his right hand and weakly patted one of the ankles that was still on his stomach, and said weakly.

"Huh? Humans are so fragile...... Ahhh Harry Potter was so famous, I thought it must be slippery and tender! If you're so thin, it doesn't look delicious! ”

Standing on Harry's belly at this moment was none other than Leni, the werewolf girl who had been abducted by Maca. She wore a light short-sleeved dress, her exposed arms and ankles were slender and fair, and her lovely appearance made it impossible to imagine that she was actually a werewolf.

She had been wandering around Hogwarts Castle for a while, but she didn't know many people, but this was the first time she had seen Harry!

After all, this crazy girl is often babbling, and her strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and there are many boys who have been bullied by her, but I haven't seen anyone willing to be friends with her.

Just as Harry rolled his eyes, about to faint, his sister Lena spoke.

"Mr. McLean said that we can't eat people anymore."

Lena is still the same as in the past, when she is in need, her acting skills are also very good, but her nature is always this unsmiling appearance.

When Leni heard this, she couldn't help pursing her lips and said, "Okay, okay!" Leni understands ......"

She said this, but she still hummed angrily and made a little awkwardness, as if she didn't think it was enjoyable, and raised her right foot and stomped down.

"Whew!"

Harry couldn't take it anymore and finally hunched over and fainted among the flowers.

"Eh—are you dizzy like that?" Lenny crouched down, poked Harry's cheek with her index finger, and then grunted disappremently, "It's boring! ”

"Take it."

Outside the flowers, her sister Lena said softly.

"Okay!"

Reluctantly, Lenny jumped off Harry's stomach, then reached out and grabbed Harry's collar, and jumped straight out of the flowers.

On the side of the street outside the flowers, my sister Lena was riding on an old-fashioned bicycle, her legs highlighted by her hot short jeans, and she seemed to be a little taller when she stepped on the road.

Seeing her sister pop out of the grass with Harry, Lena calmly beckoned her and motioned for her to hurry back to the back seat.

Lenny nodded, and seemed to be in a better mood again, as if anything bad wouldn't make her depressed for more than three minutes, and ran towards her sister.

Poor Harry was like a rag doll, and she was tossed around in her hand, so miserable.

Leni stepped over to the bike, then jumped to the back seat of the bike. Lena only stepped on the ground with one foot, but did not move under Lenny's jump.

"Let's go—"

In Lenny's shouting, Lena slammed the pedals, and with another harsh creak, the bike staggered forward.

Just looking at this momentum, people can't help but worry that the bike will be overwhelmed and may fall apart at any time.

But when Lena stepped on a distance again, she saw her stretch out her finger and dial the car bell, accompanied by the crisp sound of the jingle bell, and even the car belt was blurred for a while, and then suddenly she took off into the air and flew away to the sky.

"Squeak-"

The window above the flowers was reopened, and Harry's Aunt Vernon held out his chubby face and looked out the window suspiciously, but found nothing.

"Damn, who's doing the blame? If I get caught......"

……

"Jingle bell—"

The creaking and screeching sound of the familiar bell resounded outside the Burrow, and it wasn't long before Lena tightened her grip on the brake lever and pulled her bike firmly in front of the gate.

"It's here, it's here!"

Lenny jumped out of the car with a thud, and ran to the door of the Burrow with Harry in her hand, knocking on the door.

"I'm back! It's back! Leni is back! ”

The two sisters had been staying at the Weasley house for the summer, and there were plenty of empty rooms here, although they were smaller, but they didn't care about that.

However, it was Lenny's unusually noisy temperament that Mrs. Weasley couldn't stand it a little, and she called the family another master who was even more tormenting than the twin brothers.

However, it can be seen that Mrs. Weasley, who has always liked children, actually does not hate this messy family atmosphere.

"Oh...... Come in, come in! Go wash your hands! Mrs. Weasley slammed the door open, and then babbled, "We have to be dinner a little earlier today, and we should go to Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart's personal show in a moment......

As she spoke, she suddenly saw Harry in Lenee's hand.

"Oh! Merlin's jaw! Mrs. Weasley said in surprise, "Isn't this Harry?" What's wrong with him......"

Leni simply shoved Harry into Mrs. Weasley's arms.

"Lenny accidentally stepped on Mr. Potter's belly, but who knew that Mr. Potter fainted without stepping on it......" said with a grin as he walked inside.

"Lay-Ni ——!" Mrs. Weasley hugged the fainting Harry, took a deep breath, and then shouted, and began her usual growling reprimand.

Lena quietly parked her bike against the base of the wall, and walked unhurriedly towards the gate.

“…… Mom. ”

In Lena's impression, she and Leni's mother should be like this, right?