"Harry's birthday is coming up, and I'd like to get him a birthday party at home, Mom!" Ron pleaded with Mrs. Weasley at the dinner table.

"Ah~~!You're talking about Harry Potter, the boy who won't die? Mom, agree so I can see him. Ron's little sister Ginny heard Harry's name and her whole face looked like it was bloodied, and then she screamed like she had been beaten with blood.

"Do you want to be Harry's little girlfriend?" said Fred.

"Oh, so we can call Mr. Savior brother-in-law!" this is George.

"You two are literally costing me my whole life, hurry up and eat. Ron, I think you're a good suggestion, but I think you'll have to pay for the party yourself, and you know what we're going on, kid. Mrs. Weasley happily agreed.

"I think I still have some money to spare, and I can afford the cost of Harry's birthday party. Zhang Feng said at this time.

"Ah, our brother Ron is getting better now. ”

"Yes, we can finally find a local tyrant friend for us. ”

"I think you two should be able to go buy some things for the party after you two have eaten, Wind, I think 10 Galleons should be enough for them. ”

"Well, Hermione was right. I figured the three of us should go to Harry's house to pick him up, after all, Harry's family hates wizards touching them, and I don't think we can get a letter from him. Zhang Qiu also expressed his opinion.

Ever since Harry came home for the summer, Uncle Vernon had treated him like a bomb that could go off at any moment.

He missed Hogwarts as much as he had a chronic stomach ache. He missed the castle, its mysterious passages and ghosts, his lessons (though perhaps taught by Potions Professor Snape), letters from owls, feasts in the halls, sleeping in four-man beds in the tower's dormitories, and visiting Hagrid, the avian keeper, in the cabin in the clearing next to the Forbidden Forest, and especially Quidditch, the most popular sport in wizarding worlds.

From the moment Harry returned home, all of his spellbooks, wands, robes, cauldrons, and "Halo 2000" broomsticks were locked in a closet under the stairs by Uncle Stephen. Would they care if Harry couldn't play on the indoor Quidditch team because he hadn't practiced all summer? What would happen to the Dursleys if Harry went back to school without finishing his homework? The Dursleys were what wizards called Muggles (although Zhang Feng always called them ordinary people). And for them, having a wizard in the house is a great disgrace. Uncle Vernon even locked the owl Hedwig in a cage to prevent it from reaching anyone in the witchcraft world.

A year earlier, Hogwarts had written to Harry, and his saga had begun. Harry went to that witchcraft school, where he and his scar were famous...... But now that the school year was over, he returned to the Dursleys for the summer, only to be treated like a stinking dog.

The Dursleys didn't even remember that it was Harry's twelfth birthday. Of course, his expectations weren't high, and they never gave a decent gift, let alone a cake—except to forget it completely......

At this moment, Uncle Vernon solemnly cleared his throat and said, "Now, we all know very well. Today is a very important day. “

Harry looked up, unable to believe his ears.

"Today is going to be the biggest day of my life. Uncle Vernon said.

Harry lowered his head back to eat his toast. Of course, he thought sadly, that Uncle Vernon was going to talk about his stupid dinner again. He had already spoken very carefully the night before. A wealthy builder and his wife are going to have dinner, and Aunt Vernon is counting on a huge order from him (Uncle Vernon's company makes drilling machines).

"I think we should rehearse from start to finish," said Uncle Vernon. "We're going to take our seats at eight o'clock. Penny, you'll be in ——?"

"In the recreation room," Aunt Petunia continued, "elegantly await their visit." “

"Good, good. What about Dudley?"

"I'll wait for the door to open. Dulipi said with a smile. "Mr. and Mrs. Mason, may I get your coat for you?"

"They're going to like you!" exclaimed Aunt Petunia in ecstasy.

"Excellent, Dudley. Uncle Vernon said. Then it was Harry's turn. "What about you?"

"I'd stay in the room, not make a noise and pretend I wasn't there. Harry whispered.

"That's right!" said Uncle Vernon viciously. "I'll take them to the recreation room and have Penny pour them a drink. 8:15 p.m. – I'll call dinner to begin. “

"What about you?" said Uncle Vernon to Harry again.

"I'd stay in my room, not make a noise and pretend I wasn't there at all. Harry replied sullenly.