"You...... You're so daring......"

Hearing Duten insult his son like this, Vernon Dursley was surprisingly furious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He stared at Du Teng with scarlet eyes, staring at Du Teng with a big look that directly stare him to death.

Of course Du Teng didn't care, how could a man who would tremble when he heard the word "wizard" have the courage to confront the wizard head-on? Back then, Hagrid directly put a pig's tail on Dudley, and they didn't dare to fart more, but now Duten is just talking, and Dursley will not act in a way that is completely inconsistent with his style unless he is crazy.

And even if he really dared to do it, Du Teng said that it didn't matter at all. You can't use magic in front of Muggles or anything, it's just the rules set by the Ministry of Magic for obedient wizards, and for disobedient wizards, or simply ignore the wizards of the Ministry of Magic, how effective can such rules be?

The answer is half a no.

Duten didn't care about the Ministry of Magic, so if Dursley really dared to do anything to him, he didn't mind teaching the family a profound lesson.

But in the end, he was really disappointed, and Dursley really only dared to shout, blind with such a big body, standing on the side like a wild boar, but he didn't even have the guts of a domestic pig, and he was a waste.

The packing was done quickly, George and Fred were the two awesome guys helping, and Harry's luggage was not just a casual way to clean up?

By the time they walked downstairs with one duffel bag after another, it was time to say goodbye.

"All right," said Mr. Weasley, "let's do it." ”

He rolled up the sleeves of his robe and drew his wand.

Duten saw the three Dursleys retreat to the wall in the same position.

"The flames are blazing!" Mr. Weasley said with his wand pointing at the hole in the wall behind him. Immediately the fireplace burst into flames, crackling and burning as if it had been burning for hours. Then Mr. Weasley took a small pouch with a drawstring from his pocket, opened it, and took a little powder out of it and threw it into the fire, and the flame immediately turned turquoise, and the flames jumped higher than before.

"Fred, you hit the road." Mr. Weasley said.

"Let's go," Fred said, "oh, oops—wait—"

A bag of candy slipped out of Fred's pocket, and the sugar inside was rolling all over the place—large, round toffee, wrapped in colorful candy wrappers.

Fred fell to the ground, scrambled to pick up the candy, stuffed it back into his pocket, and then waved happily at the Dursleys, took a few steps forward, walked straight into the flames, and said, "The Burrow!" ”

Aunt Petunia gasped and shivered. With a whoosh, Fred was gone.

"All right, George," said Mr. Weasley, "you go with the box." ”

Harry and George carried the box towards the flames, then erected it so that George could hold it more securely. Then, George shouted, "Burrow! There was another whoosh, and it disappeared all at once.

"Ron, it's your turn." Mr. Weasley said.

"Goodbye." Ron said happily to the Dursleys. He smiled at Harry, stepped into the fire, and was gone.

Only Duten, Harry, and Mr. Weasley are not gone.

"Okay...... Then goodbye. Harry said to the Dursleys.

They didn't say a word.

Harry walked towards the flames, and as soon as he reached the fireplace, Mr. Weasley reached out a hand and pulled him back.

Mr. Weasley was looking at the Dursleys in dismay.

"Harry said goodbye to you," he said, "didn't you hear?" ”

"It doesn't matter," Harry whispered to Mr. Weasley, "and honestly, I don't care. ”

Mr. Weasley didn't let his hand go from Harry's shoulder.

"You won't see your nephew until next summer," he said to Uncle Vernon with a slight annoyance, "and you're going to have to say goodbye, right?" ”

Uncle Vernon was so angry that his face changed.

It seems to have caused him great pain that a man who had just blown up half of the wall of his living room was going to teach him to respect people.

But Mr. Weasley still had his wand in his hand, and Uncle Vernon's little eyes swept the wand, and then he said with great annoyance, "Well, goodbye." ”

"Goodbye." With that, Harry put a foot into the green flame, feeling like a warm breath. Just then, there was a terrible retching sound behind him, and Aunt Petunia screamed.

Harry turned, and Dudley was no longer hiding behind his parents, but kneeling at the coffee table, a foot-long, slimy, fuchsia thing coming out of his mouth, causing him to retch and gurgle. Harry only wondered for a moment before he understood that the foot-long thing was Dudley's tongue - there was a colorful toffee paper on the floor in front of Dudley.

Aunt Petunia lunged at Dudley, grabbing the tip of his swollen tongue, desperately trying to pull it out of his mouth. Naturally, Dudley screamed loudly, purring louder than before, trying to get rid of her. Uncle Vernon was waving his hands wildly and furious, and Mr. Weasley had to shout at the top of his voice to make them hear him.

"Don't worry, I'll fix this!" He shouted, wand in hand, and walked towards Dudley, but Aunt Petunia screamed even harder, and pounced on Dudley, afraid that Mr. Weasley would hurt him.

"Oh, don't do that!" Mr. Weasley said in despair, "It's easy, it's all the toffee's fault. My son Fred likes to play pranks all day long, but that's okay, it's just an inflated magic, it's simple, I can correct it-"

But instead of relaxing, the Dursleys became more nervous.

Aunt Petunia sobbed hysterically as she tugged at Dudley's tongue as if determined to uproot it. Dudley seemed to be suffocating under the pressure of his mother and his tongue.

Uncle Vernon had lost control completely, grabbed a porcelain statue from the top of the sideboard, and threw it at Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley ducked, and the ornament shattered on the blown up fireplace.

"Alright, stop making trouble!" Mr. Weasley said annoyedly, waving his wand, "I really want to help you!" ”

Uncle Vernon roared like a wounded hippopotamus and grabbed another ornament.

"Harry, get out! Come on! Mr. Weasley pointed his wand at Uncle Vernon and shouted, "I'll fix this!" ”

Harry didn't want to miss the excitement, but the second ornament that Uncle Vernon threw at him flew past his left ear. He weighed the pros and cons and decided that it was best to leave Mr. Weasley alone with the situation. Harry stepped into the flames and said, "The Burrow! He turned his head to look at it.

He took one last hurried glance into the living room, only to see Mr. Weasley blow the third ornament in Uncle Vernon's hand to pieces with his wand. Aunt Petunia screamed as she fell on top of Dudley, and Dudley's tongue stuck out of her mouth like a slippery python. Then Harry began to spin in a roaring turquoise flame, and the Dursleys' living room vanished.

The living room has almost become a battlefield, and Du Teng is standing next to him as if he has nothing to do, holding a DV in his hand.

He saw Fred's behavior of dropping the candy just now, although he was usually a little out of tune, but Fred and George were by no means rude people. His obvious deliberate behavior is too foolish to see it.

So he didn't stop it, let alone remind him, but bent down and pulled out a DV from his luggage and began to take big shots.

Vernon and Arthur's "battle" continues.

Arthur didn't want to hurt Vernon with magic, but Vernon was obviously already in the atmosphere, and he picked up everything and threw it at Yar, and Leon had already thrown garbage all over the ground in just three minutes.

Taking the time to see Duten and seeing Duten's behavior, Mr. Weasley hurriedly shouted.

"Hurry up and help, don't look at it, hurry up and help!"

He really had no way to deal with a crazy Muggle well, so he could only ask Du Ten for help. After all, Duten claimed that he had grown up in a Muggle family and was very familiar with Muggles, and in Arthur's view, familiarity meant that there was a way to stop the man's rampage, which was better than using magic to calm the other party.

"Okay!"

Now that they have all named themselves.

Duten put down the DV and walked towards Vernon. Vernon saw everyone the same now, holding a teapot in his hand, and threw it at Duten.

Du Teng's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the teapot that was very much his own, and then threw it back...... Syllable!

The teapot exploded on Vernon's head, and Vernon's eyes rolled and he fell to the ground with a pop, blood pouring from his forehead.

"Ahh You killed him, you actually killed him! Penny, who was lying on top of Dudley and crying endlessly, screamed and was about to overtake Duten.

"Shut up! Dudley is dying! ”

Du Ten suddenly shouted and stopped Penny, who also listened to his words and looked at Dudley's face clearly. She had been crying before, but now that Dudley had rolled her eyes.

"No, no, no, no, no? ……”

"If you don't want him to die, get out of here, and if you cry again, I won't help you, let Dudley die directly."

Du Teng snorted coldly, which immediately frightened Penny, and she quickly closed her mouth, not daring to make any sound. 、

It's still very simple to solve the big tongue, it's just a simple little trick, although ui poop can get it out, but considering the couple's usual behavior, Du Teng decided to torture them for a few days.

He used his wand to disarm Dudley's big tongue, but he also stripped Dudley of his ability to speak, no, sealed. Dudley's mouth was big, and he was whining and whining.

"You, what the hell have you done, my son, why did my son ......"

"It's a small lesson, be respectful of wizards in the future, especially Harry, who is not only your relative, but also our partner. From this day onwards, Harry will live with you, and everything will be the same as your son's, including the amount of food he eats. If you let me know that you are still treating you differently, you know the consequences, if I were to come here again, it wouldn't be that simple next time, you know? ”

Penny nodded like a rattle, and Du Teng's methods really scared her out.

first put her husband down at once, and made their son speechless, if it was her...... Penny trembled, she didn't dare to think about it.

"Alright, Mr. Weasley, let's go."

Du Ten turned back to Arthur and said, Arthur's expression was a little tangled, he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Before leaving, Duten glanced at Penny again.

"Remember what you said, your husband just passed out and will wake up soon. As for Sodali, as long as he doesn't eat anything with oil for three days, his throat will naturally recover after Christmas, and if you give him something with oil, I can't guarantee the consequences. ”

With that, Du Teng stepped into the green flames, and with a "Burrow", his figure disappeared.

……

The first time Du Teng used Floo Powder, there were still a lot of discomforts, he spun faster and faster in the green flames, his elbows pressed tightly to his sides, and countless fireplaces flashed quickly, so fast that they could not be seen clearly. Finally he felt a little nauseous and closed his eyes. Then, just when he felt like he was about to throw up, he jerked out his hands and stopped in time. Thankfully, he almost fell face down outside the fireplace in the Weasley kitchen.

"Did he take a picture?" Fred asked excitedly, reaching over a hand and pulling him up.

"Of course," Duten said, standing up and raising his right hand, "right in there." ”

"Great," Fred and George clapped their hands at each other, "this is the fat tongue toffee that George and I invented, and we've been looking for someone to try it out all summer......"

A burst of laughter erupted in the small kitchen, and Duten looked around to see Ron and George sitting at a cleanly polished wooden table, with two red-haired men next to them, Harry hadn't seen before, but he knew right away that they must be the two eldest of the Weasley brothers: Bill and Charlie.

"How are you, Duten?" The closest of the two brothers to Harry grinned and held out a large hand. Harry shook his grip, feeling his fingers touch a lot of calluses and blisters. This must be Charlie, who studied fire dragons in Romania.

Bill stood up, smiled, and shook Harry's hand. Bill's appearance was somewhat surprising. Harry knew that he worked at Gringotts, the Wizarding Bank, and that he was the president of the boys' student council at Hogwarts when he was in school. Harry had always thought that Bill was a copy of Percy, just a few years older, and he made a fuss about breaking the school rules, and liked to dictate to everyone around him. When I looked at it today, I realized that this was not the case, and Bill looked very "cool".

Arthur, who had come back one step before Duten, was sitting on the side sulking, and the twins' behavior almost caused a big * trouble, and God knows how crazy the Muggle man was at that time.

"It's not a joke, Fred!" He exclaimed, "How dare you give that Muggle boy such a dangerous thing?" ”

"I didn't give him anything," Fred said with a wicked smile on his face, "I just accidentally spilled it on the ground...... Whoever told him to pick it up and eat it himself, you can't blame me. ”

"You did it on purpose!" Mr. Weasley roared, "You know he's going to eat, you know he's losing weight—"

"How big is his tongue?" George asked eagerly.

"It was swollen until it was more than four feet long, and it was shrunk by Du Teng!"

The Weasley brothers burst out laughing again, and the room was filled with joy. (To be continued.) )