Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

You know, Dobby didn't know how to restrain his surprisingly loud voice, coupled with his sharp voice.

Almost instantly, it spread to every corner of the house.

Harry's heart couldn't help but twitch, and he didn't care about anything else. He hurried forward, took out a cleaning tool from his hand, covered Dobby's mouth, and then opened the door.

Put it on again with a sound of "Peng".

"...This, damn little bastard."

Dursley finally couldn't bear it anymore. Whether it was the sharp shout or the sound of "Peng" slamming the door, it was like a hammer hitting his unhealthy body.

On the heart.

He opened his eyes suddenly, turned over on the bed with his arms, and sat up.

Then he must use his anger, just like in the past, to teach Harry Potter the lesson he deserves!

However, just as he was about to go, Penny, who was sleeping next to him, grabbed his arm.

At this moment, she also opened her eyes and looked at her angry husband, with worry in her eyes.

"Calm down, don't forget, that little bastard..."

"Don't worry!"

However, Dursley, who was still angry, did not pay attention to his wife's reminder. He blew out a stream of turbid air from his nose, pulled his arm out of her hand, and walked towards the door, without looking back.

"I don't believe it! This little bastard can be so lucky every time!!"

After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked straight to the room where Harry was.

"Damn it!! You little bastard, what are you doing!! You'd better not think that there's nothing I can do to control you in this family!! I'm telling you..."

As he spoke, he opened Harry's door with a loud noise, and then pushed it in.

However, when the door opened, Dursley, who was about to step in to give the little bastard a good look, was stunned on the spot.

Even the words he originally wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he didn't say them out. He just made unconscious sounds of "uh, uh, uh".

In the room, Harry and Dobby both looked towards the opened door.

In an instant, his face turned from red at first to pale again.

"hiss!!!!"

A sudden breath of cold air was sucked into his lungs, without any hesitation.

With a sound of "Bang!", the door that had just been opened was slammed shut again.

Dragging his heavy body, Dursley started running wildly along the fragile corridor, and ran back to his room in one breath.

After closing the door tightly, he seemed to have not recovered from the scene just now. His eyes widened and he pressed his body against the door. Then he gasped crazily.

He was so arrogant when he left just now, and now he is so embarrassed when he comes back.

"What happened? Honey!?"

Petunia also sat up, her brows furrowed into knots, looking at Dursley who seemed to be frightened at the door, and asked hurriedly.

"he……"

Dursley opened his mouth, but his voice was trembling.

"That guy...he has started trying to summon demons in his room!!!!"

"What!?!?"

Penny screamed and jumped up from the bed, looking at each other in shock.

"It's true..."

Dursley swallowed, nodded desperately, and then continued.

"I saw it, I saw it..."

"What did you see!?"

"I saw him in the room! Using the same terrifying ritual as on TV, he summoned the hell kid!!!!!!!"

"Plop"

Penny rolled her eyes again and passed out on the ground.

………………………

In the room, Harry and Dobby looked at each other and couldn't help but smile at each other.

"So...is this also part of Mr. Charlie's plan?"

Little Harry smiled particularly happily. He hugged this weird-looking creature and didn't feel scared at all, but rather kind of friendly.

"What?"

Dobby was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something, nodded quickly, and said sincerely.

"Of course! Of course! This was all Mr. Charlie's idea. He asked me to send you a gift specially!"

As he spoke, he took out the exquisite gift box from his pillowcase.

What's a pity is that because this journey was not very smooth, the gift box was somewhat deformed by Dobby during the bumpy journey. It looked wrinkled and no longer as delicate as it was when it first arrived in Dobby's hands.

Dobby looked at the shapeless gift box, and his huge ears drooped in frustration.

"Oh my God...Dobby is such a bad elf."

"It doesn't matter!"

But Harry obviously didn't think about it so much. He smiled with a smile that revealed surprise, and his face turned red with excitement.

He didn't care how the gift box turned out, what was important was that this was the first official gift he received!! And it was given to him by Mr. Charlie Black!

He quickly took the gift box from Dobby's hand and held it in his arms excitedly.

You can feel that the box is heavy.

Seeing the excited Harry, Dobby, who originally felt guilty, felt much better.

"Mr. Charlie said that he couldn't come over to celebrate your birthday because of some things...so I give you this and wish you a happy birthday in advance!"

"Thank you!!! I'm so happy!"

Harry listened to Dobby's words and nodded wildly, as if Charlie was right in front of him, speaking exactly what he said.

"Oh! And Dobby..."

Dobby thought of something... His ears that were drooping raised again.

Then he hurriedly dug out another crumpled gift from the pillowcase.

But compared to Charlie's carefully prepared gift, the packaging of this one clearly looked freshly made.

I used newspapers I didn't know where to find, wrapped the original thing tightly, and then imitated Charlie's gift, found a string and tied it tightly, and then delivered it to Harry's hands.

.

"Thank you! Dobby! We obviously just met!"

But even so, Harry was still extremely happy. He solemnly held Dobby's gift with both hands, his eyes bright as if there were stars hidden inside.

He was holding two gifts, and at this moment, he seemed to own the whole world.

"Can I open the present?!"

Suddenly, Harry raised his head again, looked at Dobby, and asked excitedly

"certainly!"

Dobby nodded quickly and then said

"You can take apart Dobby's first! Dobby has prepared what Dobby wants most for you!"

"What you want most?"

After listening to Dobby's words, Harry started to tear open the newspaper wrapped outside the gift with vague curiosity.

Wrapped in layers of newspapers, there is a piece of clothing that has not yet torn off the price tag - a piece of clothing that is so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary.