"What is this?" Dudley's attention was immediately drawn to it, and his interest grew, and he was always keen on what to eat.

It would also explain why he is so fat now.

"Bibi Duo Bean." Harry picked up a piece of red bean and stuffed it into his mouth, "Every bean tastes different, like mine...... Mine is strawberry-flavored."

Harry was holding back the burning sensation in his mouth, the strawberry smell of his fart, and his red color was obviously a special devil's pepper.

At this moment, he was not alone in the battle, James, Sirius, and Wesley Twins were soul-possessed at this moment......

"Really?" Dudley looked at Harry's flushed face with some hesitation, "And why did your face turn red?"

"Excited." Harry held back for a long time, trying to make himself look less intimidating.

Dudley twisted a brown bean suspiciously, closed one eye and looked at the candy beans in his hand, and then at Harry, who was blushing like a monkey's ass, and his instinct told him that Harry must not be holding back anything, but he didn't want to pretend to Harry.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally made up his mind to eat this bean.

As soon as the beans were in his mouth, his face immediately turned bitter, but it was only for a moment, and Dudley immediately changed to a look of enjoyment.

"What did you taste?" Harry asked curiously.

"Chocolatey, well, sweet." Dudley didn't think about it, and immediately replied.

In fact, he eats mud-flavored beans, and he knows that this is not a good thing than Bibi Duowei beans, and his little cousin is cheating him.

Harry didn't believe in evil, so he picked up another piece of purple and told him it was blueberry after eating it.

The two cousins were on the bar, and you and I ate Bibi multi-flavored beans one bite at a time, and finally Harry couldn't hold on anymore and turned to run.

When Dudley saw Harry running first, he got up and followed, shouting, "Wait for me!"

"They have a good relationship, don't they?" Diana looked at the little brothers who ran out and asked Penny with a smile.

Penny nodded her head like a sewing machine.

The big black dog roamed up and down like a ghost on the edge of No. 4 Privet Road, and when Harry ran out to vomit, the big black dog even came over and sniffed the slot on his trouser leg.

Harry was a little afraid of dogs, and he didn't dare to say or move when he stood there, but Dudley had the courage to chase the big black dog away at the critical moment.

"Thank you, Dudley." Harry swore it was the first time in his life that Dudley had seen it so pleasing to the eye.

Dudley laughed twice and didn't speak.

"I think you should have lost weight, cousin." Harry said something for no reason, only to be caught under Dudley's arm and twisted the top of his head several times with his hand.

This time it's not like the pure bullying before, but now it's a bit of a joke.

At least Harry wasn't as aggrieved as he used to be, and he could laugh heartlessly, and the big black dog in the distance had no intention of pounceing on Dudley's fat ass and biting it.

Of course, it may also be because it is too greasy, and the big black dog does not want to be so tired that he can't eat a mouse for a few days.

Today's party was not bad, and the Dursleys had invested a lot of money, and everyone was satisfied, except for Aunt Maggie, who had returned to the farm.

Pleasant times were always short-lived, and before Louis left, he had instructed Harry to wait for him at the Leaky Cauldron first, and then go there to find him when he had finished his business.

Of course, Louis still has his own things to do, after all, the national treasure with Britain has not been returned......

He took Napoleon to Buckingham Palace, and Napoleon looked at this palatial palace and suddenly had a feeling that it was not very real.

"It seems that you have achieved your dream back then, but in a different way." Louis teased behind him, mercilessly piercing Napoleon's little heart.

Napoleon opened his mouth and said nothing. He wasn't nervous, the queen was just that, I don't think I had seen anything with Napoleon? The Russian Alexander I did not know how high she was......

Soon, after the waiter's report, the two came to the living room, which was full of people, and the aunt's family was sitting on the sofa chatting, as if they were talking about the education of the eldest nephew.

Oh no, Louis heard it, as if to say that the eldest nephew broke the hat of Napoleon III in the royal collection.

The one who was captured alive by the Germans in Sedan.

"Hat, what's the big deal." Louis interjected, took off the hat on Napoleon's head and handed it to his eldest nephew: "Well, I broke Napoleon III's hat, and my uncle gave you a Napoleon I hat, a ...... that I just took off."

The eldest nephew looked at Louis and then at Napoleon, and said curiously, "Oh my God, your eyes are so red...... Have we seen each other somewhere?"

Napoleon looked at his innocent and lovely eldest nephew, bent down and touched his little fat face, and replied kindly, "Maybe it's from your history books, little one."

At this time, the people in the living room also reacted, and the aunt pointed at Napoleon and did not speak for a long time. Louis kindly took out three British treasures and put them aside, and said with a smile, "I'm here to return your baby, auntie."

Instead of answering, the aunt asked, "What's this...... This is Napoleon...... Your Majesty?"

"Ah, you said he?" Louis turned back to Napoleon, who was still having fun with his eldest nephew, "Yes, it's him."

The first to stand were the cousin and uncle, and together they greeted Napoleon: "Hello, Your Majesty."

"I have abdicated, and there can only be one Majesty in this room." Napoleon also made a joke that was not too big or too small.

After carefully recounting the matter of Napoleon with the family, the aunt immediately said that she would definitely give Napoleon a British nationality.

Originally, my aunt wanted to knight him, but Napoleon refused, he meant, born a Frenchman, died a French ghost, and the temperament was a dead death.

However, he happily accepted his uncle's invitation to stay at Buckingham Palace for a while, and by the way, he gave everyone popular science history and military knowledge.

Men always aspire to command thousands of troops, and this uncle is not exempt from vulgarity.

Grandpa killed here that night, and counted Louis hundreds on the spot, claiming that he was an unfilial child, and that a figure as big as Napoleon didn't give him a referral first, which was really begging.

Even if Grandpa really commanded thousands of troops, he still longed for Napoleon, the victorious general.

While Louis was busy at the palace, Harry left the Dursleys and headed for the Leaky Cauldron. Thankfully, Hermione was also going to go with him to the Leaky Cauldron, so Hermione didn't leave when the party was over, but instead helped him pack his bags at Dursley's house.

Aunt Vernon happily drove Harry and Hermione to the Leaky Cauldron, where he didn't hate the wizarding world as much as he used to - after all, it was obvious that the pound was more important than personal emotions.

Who is going to have a hard time with the pound?

Life at the Leaky Cauldron was good, sleeping whenever he wanted, eating whenever he wanted, and for the first time Harry experienced this freedom, and now he could go wherever he wanted.

In the mornings, he came downstairs to eat breakfast at the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and he loved to sit in the corner and observe the other residents—even after two years in the wizarding world, he still had a curiosity about the wizarding world.

The guests were always talking loudly about a man who seemed to be called Sirius Black, and Harry was curious, who was said to be a bandit who had escaped from Azkaban. Azkaban knew that this was a place where all kinds of vicious criminals were kept, and that those who could escape from this place must not be easy to get along with.

Hopefully he wouldn't meet him, Harry prayed.

Not knowing when Louis would arrive, Harry discussed with Hermione and decided to go to Diagon Alley to buy some knick-knacks.

Hermione, who is an old London flag, is naturally not very short of money, at least the family can provide her with a few hundred gold galleons of pocket money. You know,

Dentists can be a very lucrative profession, especially in big cities, and the bigger the city, the more lucrative the dentist is.

Now the two of them are sitting in the bright sun outside Florin's cold drink shop, finishing all their papers.

It stands to reason that Hermione should have done all her homework at this time, but since she had been on vacation in France during the summer vacation, she had been accumulating homework and had no time to do it until now.

The upside, though, was that sometimes the two of them were mentored by Florin himself, who, in addition to his extensive knowledge of burning witches in the Middle Ages, gave Harry and Hermione a free box of ice cream every half hour.

It took a lot of effort for the two to explain to Boss Florin that the two of them were not a couple, but seeing the boss's look of disbelief, the two of them still gave up the idea of continuing to explain.

Ron: I should be under the car, not here.

After filling his wallet with gold Galleons, Silver Sico and Bronze Nat, Harry secretly tried to exercise self-control over himself so as not to spend all the gold gallons in the small coffers early - but with his current level of spending, it seemed that it would take decades to spend his savings even if he spent it openly.

It turns out that it's not just women who are shopping because of men, but also men, but with a different focus. The dazzling array of goods all hooked Harry's desire to buy, but Harry still stopped his bold idea under Hermione's she-wolf-like gaze.

"You're the one who put me in charge of you, Harry." Hermione repeatedly reminded her best friend that he wouldn't be angry.

Harry was most impressed by the Quidditch Boutique, when he was passing by and saw a lot of people crowding over there, so he was driven by curiosity and pulled Hermione in to take a look.

Inside, there was a newly erected pod with a broom on it—a stunningly beautiful broom he had ever seen in his life.

"Just came out, sample broom." A wizard with a butt chin tells his companion.

The shopkeeper came out and shouted, "Team Ireland has just ordered seven of these beautiful brooms!" The owner said loudly, "This product is the darling of the World Cup!"

A tall witch in front of Harry walked away, so he was able to read the note next to the broomstick: Firebolts

These broomsticks represent the highest level of craftsmanship at the moment, and their brooms are made from ash wood and are streamlined and exquisite......

Halfway through the book, he was dragged out of the place by Hermione.

"You can't look at this kind of thing! You can't afford it!" Hermione persuaded bitterly, "The price is negotiable, just think about it and you'll know how expensive a broom made of the highest craftsmanship will be, oh my God, you're still a student, how can you have such a ruined thought!"

"I just wanted to see ......," Harry replied palely.

"You can't even look at it!" Hermione whispered filial piety.

Harry reluctantly followed Hermione back to the Leaky Cauldron with a smile on his face, he now regretted coming with Hermione, at least if he was here, even if he couldn't afford the firebolt, he would have to sit there and watch it all day.

No, even a month is not enough, what a beautiful broom......

Just as he was sitting in the bar, Louis's voice rang in his ears.

"Yo, isn't this Harry, why haven't you seen you in a few days, I heard you're depressed?"

Harry got up and saw Louis with a wicked smile on his face, and Catherine with her hands behind her lips.

"Ah, Louis, you're here...... And Catherine, ah, what about Professor Ye?" Harry searched for a long time, but he didn't find Ye Ziyan.

"Oh, Professor Ye, there's something wrong with her returning home." Louis waved his hand and looked curiously at Hermione, who was drinking butterbeer with a puffed face: "What kind of butterbeer did you say you drank in the summer, what's wrong, the little face is bulging like a toad......

"You're the toad!" Hermione shook her small fist at Louis and turned her eyes to Harry, "You ask him!" This loser's bear child, dwelling

What kind of fire bolts do you want to buy......

"I just thought it looked good, I didn't want to buy ......," Harry replied palely, feeling like he wasn't stealing.

"And then, if you had the money, you'd buy it?" Louis asked, slanting an eyebrow.

Harry thought about it and nodded at Hermione's almost murderous gaze.

If he had the money, he would definitely buy it.

No Quidditch athlete can refuse a fire bolt, no.

Louis sat down, ordered a Frappuccino for himself and Catherine, and reached for Harry's oily hair.

Not to mention, it didn't feel bad, and he knew why Professor McGonagall always liked to touch his head.

Professor McGonagall used /pe on Lewis

"Don't worry, there will be fire bolts sooner or later." Louis almost spoiled that someone was going to send him, but fortunately, his mind quickly changed the subject: "As long as you work hard to save enough credits in class, I think Jin Gallon will have it, and there will be fire ballesta arrows, everything will have it."