Harry turned his head across the lawn, sat down on the garden bench, and sang in a suppressed voice, "Happy birthday to me...... Happy birthday to me......"

Harry lied just now, in fact, what he said about Professor Luo Cheng's willingness to raise Hedwig at No. 8 Privet Road was made up at all.

In fact, Luo Cheng told him that he was going to participate in a European expedition organized by Cornelius Fudge during the summer vacation, so he would not return to Privet Road.

However, Luo Cheng gave Harry the key to the house, saying that he could come and help him take care of the room when he had time.

"Is it okay to keep Hedwig there?"

Harry subconsciously looked at the birdcage covered with black cloth and couldn't help but shake his head, if Hedwig was locked there without accompanying her, Hedwig would go crazy.

Again and again, Harry almost tried to open Hedwig's cage with his magic and let it carry a letter to Ron. But it's too risky. Underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school. Harry didn't tell the Dursleys about the rule, knowing that they were afraid he would turn them all into pigs' tails, so they didn't put him in a secret cabinet under the stairs with his wand and broomstick.

For the first two weeks back home, Harry liked to pretend to have words in his mouth, and then watch Dudley desperately move his two fat legs and run out of the house as quickly as possible. But Ron's delay in writing to him made Harry feel that he had lost all ties with the wizarding world, and that even playing tricks on Dudley had lost the fun - and now Ron had forgotten his birthday.

As long as he can get a little news from Hogwarts, no matter which witch or wizard it comes from, he will give up everything. He was even happy to glance at his nemesis, Draco Malfoy, as long as it proved that none of this was a dream......

Harry sat up straight suddenly, someone in the hedge watching him. Two surprisingly large green eyes flashed among the foliage.

Harry jumped to his feet as a sneer came from across the lawn.

"I know what day it is."

Cousin Dudley staggered over.

The big eyes that flickered in the foliage flickered a few times and vanished.

"What?"

Harry said, his eyes still fixed on the place.

"I know what day it is."

Dudley spoke again, and walked over to him.

"Very well," said Harry, "you've finally learned how many weeks to go." ”

"It's your birthday!"

Dudley said sarcastically, "You didn't receive the greeting card?" Don't you even have a friend in that place?"

"It's better not to let your mom hear you talk about my school." Harry said coldly.

Dudley lifted his pants, which slid down his fat ass.

"What are you staring at the hedges?" He asked suspiciously. "Shouldn't you take your birdcage to 8 Privet Road now to find the neighbor who is willing to keep this strange bird?"

Dudley said maliciously: "Dad and Mom don't know, but I know that there doesn't seem to be anyone living there, and you go out every day to help the house clean up the advertisements and fallen leaves in front of the door, that person must have left!" ”

"It's none of your business! Dudley! ”

Harry said.

"Oh?"

"Dudley, if you don't leave, I'm going to cast a spell on you!"

"You can't fool you, Potter."

Dudley licked his lips.

"Do you think I'm really stupid? I found out that you've been scaring me, you've been chanting all those jumbled spells, but they didn't work once? I guess you can't use it, do you? ”

Harry was a little shocked that his cousin, who was usually like a stupid pig, suddenly opened his mind.

"Hahahaha! You've been bluffing! I'm going to tell Mom! ”

Dudley's voice suddenly became high-pitched!

"What are you doing, boys? Is there anything you can share with me that you are happy about? ”

A lazy voice came from a distance, and Harry couldn't help but be happy when he looked at it: Luo Cheng, who was wearing a wizard's cloak, was slowly walking towards him.