Chapter 1303 ? Visit

Dong dong dong, the sound of heavy footsteps came from the stairs.

Dudley Dursley staggered over from upstairs. He pulled the gloves on his hands and threw them aside casually. His blond hair, which had just finished exercising, was flat on his flat head, and his face was flushed. , his forehead and multi-layered chin and neck were covered with sweat.

The boy was as big and big as ever, but since Harry won the Southeastern Junior Heavyweight Intercollegiate Boxing Championship in fifth grade, he had been less strict about his diet, but more about his exercise. Being able to persevere made Uncle Vernon, who moved to a new place, happily talk about his son's achievements in this regard.

Looking at the sweat stains, Maggie gave up the idea of ​​hugging her precious nephew tightly, but she still stuffed a few banknotes into Dudley's sweaty hands: "Dada, baby, go and wash, aunt brought you a cake .”

"Aunt Marge, it just so happens that my boxing gloves don't match the new sandbags I have in the gym." Dudley grinned at Maggie and complained to his mother, "Mom, it's not as easy to buy boxing gloves in this neighborhood as Privet Drive." .”

Petunia walked over and lovingly helped Dudley wipe the sweat off his neck, "I'll drive you there tomorrow, come and eat cake."

Dudley grinned, he casually threw away the gloves, raised his thick index finger that was still emitting sweat and said to his mother: "I want a big piece, and I want a Coke..."

"Dudley, you should take a shower and maintain a tidy appearance." Seeing his son's frown, Vernon suppressed his voice and persuaded in a soft-spoken tone, then he stroked his chin and combed He raised his voice very proudly, "You are now a student of Westminster College, one of the most outstanding private schools in the country... You have to keep clean and decent, so that your classmates will be willing to be with you. You befriend."

"I'd rather go back to Smelting..." Dudley muttered dissatisfiedly, "Peel can't help me hold someone down now..."

"This is the dream school for middle school students across the country... The boy from the Bokis family can't go to school with you..." Vernon's big purple hands tugged on the suit on his body, making himself look taller, and he looked at his son, " And Dada, you shouldn't want to hit people anymore... Think about how many people we begged, and the money we paid..."

"That's Westminster College, one of the nine major public schools! Darling Dudley, you will become the best generation of the Dursleys." Maggie couldn't take her eyes off the chubby nephew. As if looking at something strange and awe-inspiring.

"I used to think it was awesome to go to school there, but in fact it's not fun at all, they are all idiots who can only read..." Dudley's small eyes swept over the cakes brought by his mother, and he stretched out his hand to to catch.

"Dudley, wipe your hands first." Petunia quickly wiped her son's hands with the wet towel that was prepared on the tray.

"Dudley, play to your strengths, you are good at boxing, and you can protect them... In this way, you will make new friends..." Vernon pulled Dudley to sit down, and said patiently, "Think about the envy of others." Look in your eyes, think about the achievements you may have in the future."

Dudley's small eyes rolled: "Then my pocket money will increase by another seventy every month..."

Ding dong ding dong ding dong...

The ringing of the doorbell interfered with Dudley's wish to increase his pocket money.

"Huh? At this time..." Vernon was stunned for a moment, then he stood up abruptly. He tugged at the bow tie around his neck and said in a hurry, "We can't be negligent. Our new neighbor must have finally come to visit. Petunia, get the cake, tea and sweets."

Petunia and Peggy also reacted when they heard the words, and began to walk into the kitchen without Dali. As Vernon walked briskly, he tossed his head back, making what he thought was a well-groomed cheek, making him look more like an Afghan hound with a beard covered in superglue.

Before Vernon walked to the door, he showed a warm smile that he had practiced countless times in the mirror. He opened the door, and before he saw the person coming, he said eagerly, "Welcome, it's a great honor..."

Then Vernon saw clearly, the unspoken words stuck in his throat, and he stared blankly at the visitor, as if he couldn't believe what his small eyes saw.

A colorful white man dressed like an Afro-American rapper; a tall, pale, expressionless female model; two relatively normal high school boys and girls holding each other's hands, although one of them is albino , the other gesture of wrapping himself into a ball still looks very awkward.

And what frightened Vernon the most was that he actually saw his wife's nasty freak nephew, who he thought would disappear forever after that parting...

After reacting, Vernon felt that his thick hair, which was not messy, was going to be messed up, and the blood vessels on his temples were throbbing so fast that they were about to explode. He asked ferociously, "What the hell are you doing here?" ? These are your weirdo friends too?"

"Good evening, Mr. Dursley, long time no see." Alan watched Vernon's reaction with satisfaction, and smiled, "We haven't seen each other for several years."

Vernon looked at Alan suspiciously, and finally recognized him, but he seemed to be more vigilant and terrified. The strange classmate of his child in his memory was originally normal, but he had completely changed after not seeing him for a few years-this He couldn't help but sympathize with Owen who had a relationship with him once.

"Honey, who's here..." Petunia's three-tone voice was softer than usual, "Vernon?"

Petunia appeared behind Vernon with an elegant and decent smile on her cheeks, but when she saw who was coming at the door, her long horse face was stained with panic, her hands tightly wrapped around the flesh of her wrists, and on her thin arms Pinched out the shape of the nail. Lace trims, diamond brooches, bracelets with portraits in gold rattled on her arms. Seeing that her husband was silent, she swung her skirt and stopped in front of Vernon, but was dragged behind by her husband who realized it.

The two couples pointed their chins at Harry and the others, as if this would boost their aura and mask their inner fear.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Dursley...We're just here to visit because of something." Allen held Luna's hand tightly, "If possible, my companion is tired from walking and needs to sit down... Besides, I think you And don't expect us to be seen by your new neighbors?"

Petunia looked around in horror, turned her head slightly to her husband who was also terrified in front of her, and said, "Honey, he's right, we can't let our new neighbors think that we have connections with them."

Vernon, who squinted his small eyes, was only stunned for a few seconds, then gasped angrily, blowing his well-groomed beard trembling, he turned his head and walked towards the living room. Without the obstruction of this big fat man, Allen walked in with Luna and his daughter smoothly.

Getting out of the way for the Ravenclaw family, Petunia looked at her nephew annoyed, and Harry, who knew the meaning of his aunt's eyes, pursed his lips, speeded up his pace helplessly, and walked into the house where he would not come back. The Dursleys.

Snape looked gloomy, raised his chin arrogantly, flicked his sleeves and followed Alan and Luna, the feeling of not rustling made him even more unhappy.

Fearing that the new neighbors would see it, Penny reached out and swiftly closed the door in front of her, restoring the house to its former peace, at least outwardly.

And Dudley, who had just rushed over because of the movement, saw the situation clearly and shrank back behind his Aunt Maggie, funnyly trying to make himself smaller—although after reconciling with Harry, he was not afraid The other party, but the strange-looking people behind Harry reminded him of the unpleasant memories of a few short encounters with wizards, and went to the hospital to cut off his ass. The experience that came out was a nightmare experience, and he didn't want to experience any weird things again.

"So that kid is still here?" Maggie pulled Dudley and sat down, feeling Dudley's fear behind her, she had forgotten that she had been blown up by Harry and floated in the air, she raised her legs and said angrily , "Baby Dada, he still dares to bully you?"