Volume 2 The Basilisk is the Five Scumbags Chapter 3 Bad Birthday
Harry's holiday wasn't as good as it could have been. Because after all, he still can't use magic at home.
Deterrence weapons that cannot be used will always reduce their deterrent power. Therefore, when the summer vacation is halfway over, his life is not so comfortable. The only thing to be thankful for is that it's much stronger, if not so comfortable, than it was before Hogwarts. At least now the Desiries don't dare to use Harry as a servant. Aside from cooking and his own clothes, Harry didn't need to do any other chores.
This kind of life makes Harry, who is used to living a hard life, quite satisfied. What really upset him was that he didn't hear from any of his friends other than Daphany for an entire vacation.
Vernon Dethrie didn't allow Harry to let the owl out, especially after Hedwig caught a few mice and flayed them alive in front of Harry when he went out at night, Harry didn't want Hedwig to go out and fly around.
Harry couldn't send letters, and there were no letters from the outside world. Harry thought he had forgotten about it. Until he received a letter from Daphany, as well as several newspapers from the wizarding world.
Truth be told, Daphany's house-elf crystal freaked out Harry when she first appeared in front of Harry. A big-headed, big-eyed monster wearing a blanket was Harry's first impression of a house-elf.
Soon, though, Crystal made a very good impression on Harry. It brought Harry a lot of wizarding gadgets, such as chocolate frogs, Duke Honey's cakes, etc. Although he knew that Daphany was paying for it, Harry still loved the house and Wu had a crush on Crystalline.
According to Jingjing, Daphany has been very busy lately, researching a fun magic prop. When school starts, he can put on a show for Harry, and Harry is looking forward to it. The only regret was that when Harry asked about Ron and Hermione, Crystal said that she didn't know, and that she was only in charge of contacting Harry.
Today is a special day for Harry, July 31st, his birthday. 12th birthday. This time last year, Harry met Hagrid for the first time and learned about Hogwarts for the first time. Began his life as a wizard.
This year's birthday, it was great at first.
Early in the morning, Jingjing arrives with a greeting card and a gift from Daphany.
Last Christmas, Daphany gave Harry a top-of-the-line broomstick maintenance kit. It was one of Harry's three treasured things. The first two items are the Invisibility Cloak and the Lightwheel-2000 Broomstick that Professor McGonagall gave him.
For her birthday this year, Daphne gave her a pair of glasses. It's not just ordinary glasses, it's a bit like the glasses worn by pilots or divers, with an elastic band at the back that won't come off no matter how you move it. And the instructions say that this is one of the standard equipment for international Quidditch competitions, which can prevent all forms of visual obstruction. Neither rain nor fog can be left on the glasses.
Harry tried, and it was, no matter how much he sprinkled water on it, it would slip instantly, not for even a tenth of a second. And when Harry took it, he found that his vision was exceptionally clear. Harry is a little bit short-sighted, and his glasses are not very good, so he usually sees things up close, but not very well at a distance. But with this eye, Harry could even see clearly the fine feathers of crow's feathers on a tree outside the courtyard outside the window of his room.
Although it doesn't have the effect of a telescope, these glasses do improve your vision to the maximum!
It was so much to Harry's heart. In last year's Quidditch matches, Harry did well despite successfully catching the Snitch. But the problem with the glasses still bothered him. He had never talked about it with anyone, but he didn't expect Daphany to think of it.
Harry was embarrassed, and Daphany had given herself a gift that was very suitable, apparently very carefully prepared. But he didn't even remember Daphany's birthday. When we meet again, be sure to find a way to ask.
Harry was very happy to receive the present early in the morning. It felt like a beautiful day, and when Lady De Sri said it was an important day, Harry couldn't even believe his ears.
The result, of course, was that he was overthinking, and Mr. De Siri had an important client to visit today. Yes, none of them remembered Harry's birthday at all. Or rather, even if someone remembers, they don't care.
Whenever Mr. Dethrie had an important guest visiting, Harry would stay in his room, which had been a closet, pretending that there was no one in the house. This time was no exception.
Harry was a little irritable, and most of his morning happiness had worn off.
It was a bad day, and in the evening, Harry thought. In the afternoon he failed to control his emotions and frightened Dali, his obese cousin, with a fake spell. As a result, he was punished for cleaning up and didn't let Harry go back to his room until seven. It was not that Lady Dethrie felt that punishment was sufficient, but that the important guest was coming.
Angry as he returned to his room, Harry was stunned. Because he saw a house-elf in his room. Harry's first instinct was to think it was Crystal, but then he realized it wasn't. This elf is much scruffier than Jingjing.
Although Jingjing wears very strange things, she is always clean and clean, and she even smells of incense powder on her body. It's ugly, but it's very impressive. This one in front of me is pure ugliness...... And it doesn't look hygienic.
However, from Crystal, Harry learns that house-elves serve wizard families. Could it be Ron's? Well...... Chances are, Ron feels rather sloppy. Harry thought maliciously.
"Hello?" Harry whispered hello.
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is also a domestic elf, how can the gap between being a pixie be so big!
Looking at the bar-welded windows, Harry thought fiercely. That elf named Dobby is definitely a lunatic, neurotic, pervert. It must be a villain elf raised by a Death Eater or some other bastard. Think of Jingjing, how elegant, thoughtful, and educated. Just like her master, Daphany, look at Dobby.
Harbby cursed Dobby with the most vicious sentence he knew, because Dobby had killed him terribly. He even let the Desires know that he couldn't use magic at home, and locked Harry in the house. Harry was like a prisoner, all thanks to that damned, neurotic Dobby.
It's been three days since that terrible birthday. For the past three days, the Reidsri and his wife only gave Harry a little bit of food every day.
Remembering what the mad elf named Dobby said earlier: someone at Hogwarts wanted to kill him.
yes, I'm locked up here, and the guy who wants to kill him at Hogwarts has no chance. But he didn't need to do it anymore. Because according to the current trend, I will starve to death in two days.
Harry was now desperate for the house-elves to come, either. If it's Jingjing, then it's naturally best, and Daphany will definitely find a way to help herself if she knows her situation. Even if it's a gift to eat, it's not bad. Unfortunately, Jingjing usually comes at most once a week, and the next time she comes at least four or five days.
If it's that Dobby, that's not bad, Harry is going to kill it! It just so happens that Hedwig has nothing to eat! Since Hedwig can eat mice, she probably won't be picky about elves, right? Harry thought viciously.
But soon Harry realized that Dobby was coming, and he couldn't kill it himself. Because he was so hungry. I was so hungry that I had no strength in my whole body, and I couldn't sit comfortably. Well, I can only lie down, and even if I lie down, I can't sleep, because I'm really hungry.
"Harry, Harry!" Harry faintly heard someone calling him, but he wasn't sure if it was a hallucination caused by being too hungry.
But the next moment, a blinding light came from the window. Harry stood up suddenly, and then he felt like he was hallucinating from hunger. Because he saw a car there in the window!
"Harry, Harry!" The screams came again, and the car turned its head around, no longer shining its glare inside. Harry could finally see a boy waving at him from the car window. It was a little boy with red hair, chubby, and freckles on his face - Ron! One of Harry's best friends at Hogwarts.
"Ron!" Harry jumped out of bed and ran to the window: "Why are you here?" β
"Of course I'm here to save you!" Ron said, "Oh my god, what's wrong with you?" It looks so haggard! β
"I'm dying of hunger!" Harry said.
"How so?" Ron looked surprised and said, "Why don't you keep writing back to me?" I invited you twelve times, and then Dad came back and said you were using magic in front of Muggles and were warned......."
"I didn't use magic, everything was a damn, nerve-based house-elf!" Harry said viciously, "Still, how did your dad know? β
"He works in the Ministry of Magic." Ron said, his tone a little smug, "You know we can't use magic outside of schoolβ"
"That's a nice thing to say." Harry stared at the dangling car, and said to himself, I didn't use magic, I was framed. But what's the matter with you? Don't tell me it's a standard car feature, I've seen more cars than you.
"Oh, it doesn't count," Ron explained with an awkward smile, "we just borrowed it, it's Daddy's car, and we didn't spell it." However, the Ministry of Magic report says that you are using magic in front of the Muggles you live with..."
"I told you, I didn't- But there's no time to explain right now. Can you tell the school that the Desires are locked up and won't let me go back to school. I obviously can't use magic to escape, because the ministry will think I'm using magic twice in three days, so ......"
"What stupid are you talking about," Ron looked at Harry like a fool, "are we going to keep you locked up here?" Hurry up, we're here to pick you up! β