Cousin Dali covered his ass with a scream of surprise when Harry entered, and the pig's tail that Hagrid had conjured last time tormented him for months.

Seeing Dalí's antics and almost couldn't hold back his laughter, even though he felt guilty about it.

Then he was glad he hadn't, and just before Harry could hold back his laughter, Aunt Petunia came out of the kitchen with a plate of freshly fried herring.

"Aunt Penny."

When she saw Harry, the corners of Penny's mouth moved, and she didn't say anything after all, just put on a smile on her face when she faced him.

And if she came in and saw her nephew laughing at her son, it would definitely be a different scene.

After Penny puts the fried fish on the table, she returns to the kitchen.

Harry found that today's dinner was a bit unusual, not very rich, a table of meals a little less than the standard of heartiness, but a little more than the usual meal.

It's like preparing your daily dinner and adding two dishes on the fly.

The atmosphere of the dinner was very eerie, and Aunt Dursley, who occupied a slightly larger area, and his wife constantly made eye contact with each other, as if filling their stomachs was not the real purpose of eating.

Dalí's cousin's gaze went back and forth between Harry and where the umbrella had been placed in the doorway, and occasionally touched his butt with his hand, as if to check if there was a sudden extra tail there.

It was clear that Hagrid's inappropriate behavior during the last visit had caused a serious shadow on the "balloon" boy in front of him.

Despite his good relationship with Hagrid, Harry couldn't justify him with a clear conscience.

Think about it, what kind of experience is it for a boy who is in normal health, cough, and has a normal body without considering severe obesity, and suddenly grows a pig's tail?

He was afraid to play with his friends, to participate in any group activities, including going to school, to the dark room, to the sound of the sea and the wind and rain, to see umbrellas, beards, and tall men.

Miraculously, however, Dalí was eating his cousin's birthday cake when Hagrid's tail was conjured, and afterwards he was extremely disgusted with almost anything that could match the circumstances of the time, but he still had a soft spot for cakes.

Could it be that this is one of the gifts of foodies, who do not aversion to any food?

And the worst thing is that this tail accompanies him for a short time.

For the first few days, the Dursleys hoped that the pig's tail that had grown out of thin air would disappear into thin air as it had come.

However, it is a luxury after all.

Until a week later, the little tail was still as strong as ever, and from time to time it would gently wag itself - every time the tail wagged, Dali would be frightened and scream.

Since then, Mr. Dursley has gone to great lengths to find the right doctor for him, and no one who has ever experienced it can imagine how difficult it is.

Doctors and nurses must be able to maintain confidentiality, and surgeries must be performed in secret.

After all, even if you don't get sent to the lab, things like "Shock! A boy in England actually grew a pig's tail! Such news headlines were enough to ruin Dalí's life.

It also took more than a month for Dali to get rid of the nightmare of moving behind his buttocks, and it took even longer to fully recover.

Harry couldn't do anything about it, so he could imitate Ani's way of soothing him, and smiled gently at his cousin.

"Ahh

"Bang!"

As a result, after seeing his cousin's "weird" smile, Dali jumped up in fright, put his upturned belly against the edge of the table, made a mess of it, and then ran upstairs without looking back.

"Dada Baby!" Aunt Penny quickly stood up, trying to catch up with her son.

Uncle Dursley, on the other hand, looked at Harry with a huff.

"It's not me, I didn't do anything, I just laughed." Harry panicked and explained, why is this happening? Do you think it's scary to laugh?

"Come back, Penny, let him be quiet for a while." Dursley called his wife back weakly, since the tail incident, the son has become very sensitive, and today's scene is not the first time.

"I'm sorry, Harry." Dursley apologized to his nephew with some difficulty, knowing that it wasn't Harry's problem, he was just used to being angry with the boy.

Harry used to eat him and use him, but he never knew how to be grateful, and he was unruly, he had no respect for him as the head of the family, and he didn't want them well at all, and he would gloat over something in the family.

If there is such a person in the family, what do you think of him? What will you do with him?

Anyway, from Dursley's point of view, he was at ease with Harry no matter what, and it was already merciful for his uncle not to kick this kid out.

But now that Harry had changed, as an adult, a well-educated person, he could no longer be the way he had been.

Even his perception of Harry was completely different.

It's like a torn book that has been on the corner of the table for an unknown number of years, and it may be thrown away with it when the table is changed, and suddenly a visitor thinks it is an antique and buys it for 2,000 pounds.

The feeling is completely different from the price of selling 2,000 pounds of jewelry with an expected value of 1,800 pounds.

Harry's sudden transformation was a huge surprise to Dursley.

It's not that it's greedy for what Harry said in return, uh, well, for Dursley, any income is something to look forward to.

But for him, less than £2,000 is really not a lot of money, and it is better than nothing.

The important thing is that Harry's heart makes Dursley feel that ten years of hard work are finally not for nothing, at least not to raise an enemy.

Harry's sudden change of heart had a huge impact on the Dursleys, who had never sent a gift to their family at Christmas.

But Dursley's apology hit Harry just as hard, and the boy felt that if it weren't for his own thick hair, this simple sentence would have lifted off his skull.

"No, it's okay." Harry felt his throat dry, and this was the first time he had heard his uncle's apology.

"Your cousin has been a little sensitive since the last time, on a stormy night at the seaside cabin." Vernon vaguely mentions the reason for Dalí's nervousness, and deliberately avoids the fact that his son grows a tail.

"I'm sorry......"

"No, I know it's not your fault." Vernon interrupted Harry's apology, "Those people are like that, stupid, savage, unreasonable. ”

"Like your father, Harry, I don't like him, and I don't like your mother, but I really didn't expect them to die." Aunt Petunia gave up tidying up the table and went next to her husband.

Her words were as mean as ever, but at the end of her words became deeper and deeper, and her tone trembled a little.

"We saw the letter that appeared at the door with you, and it was only because of the refusal to surrender that the man called Voldemort brutally killed my sister."