Halfway through the summer vacation was quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was July 31 of another year, Harry's birthday.

Harry left his uncle's house through the back door. The weather was nice and sunny. He crossed the meadow, lay down on a garden bench and whispered, "Happy birthday to me...... Happy birthday to me".

He stared at the fence sadly, never feeling so lonely. Harry missed his best friends, Ron and Hermione, and everything that lived at Hogwarts, and Quidditch Balls. Although they didn't necessarily think about him, they didn't write to him all summer, even though Ron had invited Harry to stay with him.

Harry had tried countless times to open his owl's cage by magic and send it to deliver letters to Ron and Hermione, but he didn't think it was worth the risk. Wizards who are not old enough are not allowed to perform magic outside of school.

Harry didn't tell his uncle's family about this; He knew that this was the only thing they feared of him, and if he hadn't turned them into beetles, they would have locked him downstairs in the closet where he kept his wand and broom. For the first two weeks back, Harry liked to mumble nonsense as he watched his cousin Dudley drag his fat legs out of the room. Because of this, Harry enjoyed a peaceful birthday that he hadn't had in more than a decade, and the fun of playing tricks on Dudley.

But Ron and Hermione's long silence made Harry feel almost cut off from the wizarding world, as if Ron and Hermione had forgotten that his birthday was today, which was the most uncomfortable thing for Harry, they didn't care about themselves at all.

Luckily, he had a classmate who lived across the street, and Muggle lore had the unnamed Edge, who was a Ravenclaw Edge. It turns out that he has been living opposite! If it weren't for the fact that he was on the same road when he came home from the summer, Harry wouldn't have known.

But Harry was always embarrassed every time he saw him. Remembering the Philosopher's Stone incident a month ago, Harry felt that Aitch was planning and helping behind him every time he remembered it, otherwise, Harry might have died more than once. But Professor Dumbledore didn't mention him at the end of the year. Even if you add a few points, the result will not be Gryffindor winning the House Cup. So Harry always thought they had stolen the House Cup that belonged to Edge. But he was so overwhelmed by the excitement that he forgot it all!

And Edge's evaluation: self-righteous and nosy. Harry blushed with shame whenever he remembered the events of the past year, and if he had assumed that he hadn't sought the truth, maybe he and Ron and Hermione wouldn't be in danger! But he couldn't control himself, and Ron had a lot of grievances with Edge, so Harry used to wear more or less tinted glasses for Edge.

But what about Edge? Harry didn't even give him any nice Christmas presents, how sad it must have been!

In addition to apologizing, Harry found other remedies. Aitch was actually lazy, he was too lazy to do the housework, and the weeds in the yard were only occasionally pulled out by Ms. Gray, who came once a week. In order to remove the guilt in his heart, Harry often went to Edge's to remove the weeds that could not be pulled out for him.

In the afternoon, Harry wore an old Dudley hat and arrived at 5 Privet Road.

"Jingle bell—" The doorbell rang for a moment, and Ms. Gray came to open the door.

"Hey, Harry, long time no see." Ms. Grey is a very friendly person, but hasn't she always come on Sundays? It's Saturday. Harry didn't think much of it, thanked him, and walked in. Compared with his uncle's house, the atmosphere of Aiqi made him feel more cordial. Thanks to Lady Grey's help, it didn't take long for Harry to get to work.

Miss Grey invited Harry into Edge's house, which was much prettier than 4 Privet Road, and the hallway vases were filled with lavender, which scented the house and made it feel peaceful and peaceful.

Ms. Grey went upstairs to call Edge, and at this time, it was time for him to rush the manuscript, and a few days ago, I heard that his new work was selling well again.

In contrast to the sound of Lady Grey's hurried footsteps, Aitch walked down slowly, "Happy birthday——, Harry!" Aitch yawned, his tone was very lazy, and he held a fragrant fox in his arms, which was Erwin. But Harry was glad that at least someone remembered his birthday! He put aside the annoyance that Hermione Ron hadn't written to him, and looked forward to the gift box that Miss Gray had handed him.

"Thanks," Harry couldn't wait to see his first birthday present of the year, and probably the only one, "Can I open it?" ”

"Of course." Aitch bared a row of his white teeth.

Ms. Grey is putting twelve candles on a cake with the words "Happy Birthday" written on it in sweet cream. Aitch gave him a set of broomstick protectors, much to Harry's delight. In addition to missing his friends, he misses Quidditch the most. "Thank you, Edge."

Harry had also asked about Edge's birthday, and he always played haha. Think about it, he doesn't even have a surname, how can he know his birthday, maybe from the day he took the name Edge, he didn't have a birthday! However, this made Harry feel indescribably moved.

The afternoon dinner was ruined by a man in a short shirt. His appearance is extremely ordinary, and when placed in the crowd, it looks like water dripping into the sea.

"I'm sorry, Harry, I've got something to deal with, Lady Gray, I'll leave it to you." Aitch wiped his mouth with a towel and went upstairs with a cake and the man.

"You may be seated, Mr. Mark, it's someone's birthday." Aitch shoved the cake in front of Mr. Mark.

"Thank you, Mr. Edge." Mr. Mark naturally started eating, but before that, he placed a bag of papers in front of Edge.

The two seem to be familiar with each other's ways of doing things, one is silently eating, and the other is silently reading information.

After a long time, Aitch went through all the papers, took out a lighter, burned it, and there was nothing left.

"Thank you, Mr. Mark, that this matter has been investigated in great detail and I am very satisfied. I'll credit you with the balance soon. ”

"Thank you in advance for your generosity. I have to say that this kind of old thing is the most laborious, this time it is to check the matter of fifty years ago, but it is more difficult than the original investigation of your background, and the explosion has lost all the clues. But this time it's better, at least there is a result. Mr. Mark ended the cake in front of him in a storm, "Then I will take my leave." If you need it, you are always welcome to come back to me for help. ”

"Well, if so." Aitch politely sent him downstairs. Harry was gone, after all, he was staying at his uncle's house, and he had to go back early, and Miss Gray said that they still had important guests arriving today.

Unfortunately, Harry, the evening wasn't so good in the afternoon. Aitch added in his mind. Yi Yiran went back upstairs to catch up with the manuscript. Aitch knew that a crazy house-elf was going to cause Harry a lot of trouble, but it was also his chance to escape from his uncle's house, which was really good or bad.