My name is Harry Potter and I'm ten years old, and I'm going to be turning eleven tonight.

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley's home at 4 Privet Road, Little Whikin District, Surrey, are still unmarried.

I work at Dursley's home, and after joining the chat group more than a month ago, I will do basic training until 8 p.m. after work.

I don't smoke, I don't eat protein powder, I go to bed at 11 p.m., and I get eight hours of sleep every day.

Before going to bed, I must eat a roasted violet melon, and then immediately make a twenty-minute Yijin Jing, and fall asleep immediately after going to bed.

Sleep until dawn and never leave tiredness and stress for the next day.

Even Murata said I was a great forging prodigy.

But I know that this peaceful routine is going to change completely after tonight.

Because after tonight.

I'm officially a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Thinking of this, listen to the familiar sound of orangutans jumping wildly overhead.

Harry, who was doing one-finger push-ups on the ground with his eyes closed, finally slowly opened his green pupils that were as calm as jade.

"Today is the day we move to the island for a vacation, hahahaha get up! Get up! ”

Dudley's still-noisy voice instantly turned the previously quiet room into a tumultuous one.

Since the admission letter handed to him by Hogwarts was intercepted by Femnon some time ago, a large group of owls began to torment the Dursleys endlessly, as in the original plot.

So after a week of suffering, Feynon finally decided to move his family to a remote island for a while, and then move back when the damn owls had subsided.

Harry had known that the letter from the owl was his letter of acceptance into the house, and that Hagrid would be admitting him to the house after his eleventh birthday tonight.

So he didn't have any particular thoughts about the constant destruction of his letters.

After all, watching the Dursleys being sanctioned by the owl is also a good pastime in addition to the daily exercise.

Wiping the sweat from his face, Harry finally exhaled and stood up from the ground with his glasses on.

Through the dappled light and shadow reflected through the wooden door, a faint silhouette finally emerged from Harry's muscular body.

He wore a pure white vest, and the close-fitting fabric adhered to the carved muscle lines, each muscle as if carved out of marble.

Obviously, just a little more than a month of training and nutritional intake has made Harry grow from a skinny dog to a terrific little muscle.

"Alas, Charlie doesn't seem to be able to stretch for you today."

Harry touched his latissimus dorsi with a slight regret.

There, the diagonal lines of the muscles extend from the shoulder straps of the vest to the arms, outlining the burly arm muscles.

The muscles twitching slightly from the overwork, as if hearing Harry's reassurance, finally calmed down.

Harry gave them all the care and love for their muscles, even giving each muscle a name.

And this is his bond with his muscles!

It was thanks to the support of these friends that Harry felt that he had finally gained the confidence he had never had.

However, today's Dudley was overly excited about moving, so he started to make noise half an hour early, which made it impossible for him to stretch.

That alone was too much for Harry to bear.

Listening to the sound of the beating still bouncing overhead, he finally exhaled slightly and pushed the door open.

"Hahahaha, let me in!"

As soon as he opened the door, Dudley, who heard the sound, immediately pushed Harry's door with a sloppy look.

However, before Dudley's hand could push the door, a large and powerful hand was already clasped heavily on his fat melon's head like a balloon.

Then Harry's calm voice, like a lake, slowly reached Dudley's ears.

"I should have warned yesterday not to come in the morning to disturb my rest."

As Harry's voice fell, the giant's body, which seemed to be shrouded in shadows, finally appeared in Dudley's field of vision.

And his powerful big hand was like pinching a little chick directly carrying Dudley's head, lifting the other party with one hand.

Although Harry was growing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, Harry had never moved his hand before today, which made Dudley successfully misunderstand his combat prowess.

And now looking at Harry with a fierce green glint in his eyes, Dudley even forgot to call for help in horror, and instead struggled and squirmed in mid-air like maggots.

He really couldn't understand when his cousin, who had been bullied by him every day a month ago, had become a terrifying monster who could lift him up with his head with one hand.

However, Harry clearly had no intention of continuing to entangle with this disappointing fellow.

He just threw the other party on the ground like garbage, and then went to the kitchen to start washing.

Today was the last day before going to Hogwarts, and although he didn't want to admit it, Harry did have some difficulty suppressing his excitement.

So he's in a good mood now, and wants to keep his good mood going until he leaves the Dursilies.

For this little birthday wish of yourself.

Harry didn't think it would hurt to reveal even a little bit of what he was capable of.

As Harry left the room, Dudley behind him finally reacted.

Harry, who had always allowed him to bully in the past, actually resisted and beat him today.

Shrill screams and cries swept through the Dursleys in an instant.

"Daddy, Harry, he hit me! Whoa, whoa, Harry, he hit me!! ”

"What ?!?"

The next moment, while still washing, Harry saw an ugly giant groundhog in pants rushing straight into the kitchen like a meat bullet.

Oh, it turned out to be his Aunt Fenon.

Harry's eyes as if he were looking at a pile of garbage with a calm look on his face, and the cry of his precious son in his ears.

Fenon, who was on the verge of losing control of his sanity, stepped forward and grabbed Harry's vest, and pointed the knife in his other hand at Harry's face.

"You're so bold, even your cousin dares to do it, right, come on, so capable of fighting with me, come on!"

Faced with Feinon's reasonable request, and the eagerness of the other party's blushing neck and even spit splashing on his face.

Harry grimaced the other man's wish.

The backhand clasped the wrist of the opponent holding the dinner knife, and then directly pressed it hard.

The sharp pain in his wrist caused Fernon to scream and drop the hidden knife in his hand and Harry's vest in his other hand.

Before Fernon could react, Harry slammed him to the ground.

Boom!

There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the next moment Fernon reacted to it, he was already thrown to the ground by Harry like a dead pig.

And the other party didn't even look at him from beginning to end.

Is this a dream?

Looking at the ground that was rapidly approaching his face, Fernon's eyes couldn't help but become confused.

That freak who has been bullied by him for more than ten years actually dares to do something to him?

It must be a dream!

The sharp pain in the internal organs, and the cold ground on his face, instantly made Fernon completely sober up.

Damn, he was beaten up by Harry!

A violent sense of shame and incredulity instantly welled up in Fenon's heart, but due to the severe pain in his body, he could only raise his head and roar frantically at Harry, who had already walked out of the kitchen with breakfast.

"Give me back! I'm going to beat you to death today!! ”

"Lift me up, Dudley!"

"Stop him, gun to gun, bring my shotgun with me, ahhhh!!!hh

For Harry, however, Fenon's incompetent rage had no effect on him at all.

He only beat the other party because Fenon delayed the best time for him to consume protein after a workout, knowing that the intake of roasted violin within fifteen days after a workout can maximize the effect of increasing muscle mass, this time is extremely precious.

To ensure that you are in a good mood for the day, this violite has a vital role

As for Aunt Fenon?

Oh, forget it, his presence isn't even as good as a roasted violet.

And with Fenon's roar, Aunt Penny, who had also just woken up, was instantly completely frightened by the picture in front of her.

"Fenon, what's wrong with you!!!"

Amid Penny's screams and Dudley's horrified gaze, Harry slowly walked back to his room with a satisfied look on his face, nibbling on the roasted violet.

Well, another day of peace.

There are five more sets of strength training to do, but there's no time to waste on these little things!

Yebati, Levi Bebe!!

After the morning training, the family's plan to move to the island continued in an orderly manner.

The only difference from the original plot is probably that after being beaten up by himself.

Annoyed, Fernon had been carrying his thirty-inch double-barreled shotgun behind his back all the time.

Seeing that the other party was once again looking arrogant and domineering after carrying a double-barreled shotgun on his back at the moment, Harry had a deep understanding of what it meant to be a dog fight.

Although he felt that Fernon obviously couldn't understand his physical version of the weapon that removed you, but considering that the cost of beating the other party was not even comparable to a push-up.

Harry naturally ignored the other party's ridiculous performance at the moment.

Therefore, the first afternoon of the Desley family on the island was spent peacefully in this quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

As the sky began to darken, the rain began to fall, and Harry, who had finished his night run, hurried back to the dilapidated wooden house on the island.

Seeing Harry open the door and enter, Fernon subconsciously touched the shotgun beside him, and then asked Dudley next to him in a playful tone as if he had regained his confidence.

"Oh, I love this island so much, do you know why? Dudley. ”

As if he saw his father's intentions, Dudley smiled and looked at Harry at the door and replied loudly.

"Because the letter can't be delivered here."

"yes, it's because there are no damn owls, it's wonderful hahahahaha."

Fernon grinned, and then proudly pointed his gun at Harry, who was silently wiping his sweat.

"And now, the little birthday boy will hurry up and cook for me! My Dudley baby is hungry. ”

What does it matter to me when I'm hungry?

Am I your baby's father?

Speechless, Harry ignored Fenon's speech and leisurely stretched his legs at the door.

However, just as Fernon was about to use the power in his hands to teach the disobedient Harry a good lesson, a loud noise approaching the door instantly alerted him.

Dudley screamed in horror when he heard the strange movement.

"Daddy, what's that sound!"

The tremor that was like an earthquake made Fernon vigilantly pick up the double-barreled shotgun in his hand and aim it at the door and Harry standing in the doorway, he suspected that this huge movement was obviously some kind of trick Harry had made.

"I warn you, freak, don't think about playing any tricks, or I'll reward you with a bullet, I swear!"

Looking at Fennon's fierce eyes and his trigger, which was ready to pull at any moment, even Penny, who had always been mean to Harry, couldn't help but speak.

"Femnon!"

Either way, it was a bit too much to point Harry at gunpoint, and if she got angry, it would even cost her husband a jail cell.

However, even Penny's obstruction didn't change Femnon's mood about teaching Harry a good lesson today.

"Don't worry dear, it's just that you look at him now, he's become a freak like his damn parents, and as his current guardian I have to make him re-establish the correct three views!"

He made a fool of himself in front of his children and wife today, and if he didn't let out this breath, he would get up in the middle of the night even tonight to give himself a few big mouths.

Of course, he didn't really plan to shoot Harry, he had only one purpose.

It was to insult Harry, to make it clear to him that he was just a burden to stay in their house, and that the only thing to do was to obey all their orders!

And finally at this moment, the violent shaking finally stopped at the door.

Then I saw a loud thunder outside the window, followed by a rough angry voice that entered the gloomy room with the sound of the door being opened in an instant.

"Femnon Dursley, I won't allow you to insult Lily and Jaime with such filthy language!"

The next moment, a giant-like figure leaned into the room, and pointed the heavy wooden door with one hand at a terrified Fenon.

"If you don't apologize to Harry and his parents right away, I can't guarantee that the wooden door in my hand won't appear on your face right away!"

Looking at the strong man who appeared at the door, a bright light finally appeared in Harry's plain eyes.

He knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.

(End of chapter)