Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

“Looks good!”

Harry stood up, held the clothes on his shoulders with both hands, and straightened his arms.

Looking up and down carefully, although the clothes were just an ordinary shirt, the surprise in Harry's eyes still remained.

Immediately, he couldn't wait to put it on his body.

It's just...it seems a bit small.

Harry took a deep breath and tightened his belly.

After he put the clothes on his body, he felt that his whole body was tightly stretched by the shirt, and it became quite difficult to move his arms.

Even so, when he lowered his head and saw Dobby's expectant expression, the smile on his face was still bright.

“Just right!”

He nodded and gestured to Dobby.

After hearing Harry's words, Dobby finally seemed relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dobby was originally worried that Mr. Harry wouldn't like it. Seeing that Mr. Harry liked it so much, Dobby felt relieved."

After saying that, he sat back on the bed again.

"This dress is so good, I think I should wait until my birthday to wear it... For now, I'd better fold it up and put it away first."

Feeling like he was out of breath, Harry quickly found an excuse and struggled to take off his clothes while talking and put on the clothes he was originally wearing.

"call……"

I took a big breath and finally felt much better.

Harry quickly put the clothes on the bed, and then raised his eyes to look at the gift sent by Mr. Charlie.

"Now it's time to open Mr. Charlie Black's gift!!"

As if he noticed Harry's gaze, Dobby jumped out of bed again excitedly, and started to encourage him.

"Mr. Harry, please open it up and take a look! Dobby guesses that Mr. Charlie must have prepared a lot of good things for you!"

Harry listened to Dobby's words and carefully picked up the somewhat deformed gift box.

After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head, took a deep breath, and put the gift back on the bed with all his willpower.

"...Let's forget it for now. I want to wait until my birthday to open Mr. Charlie's gift."

After hearing this, Dobby, who was still a little excited, stopped.

He scratched his head with his hand, somewhat confused as to why Harry did this.

After all, house elves don't actually understand the meaning of human so-called birthdays. They also don't understand the meaning of this weird sense of ritual that humans have.

In their opinion, if they receive a gift, they will be happy. If they open the gift, they should be even happier!

As for keeping a gift and deliberately putting it aside to be opened later, that's really weird.

Dobby's ears drooped down a little, but he didn't say anything more and just nodded.

"Well, it's Mr. Harry's gift anyway. Mr. Harry can open it whenever he wants."

Harry smiled and said nothing more. Instead, he folded the clothes Dobby had sent and put them on the bed.

Then he carefully moved the unopened gift under the pillow.

Then use the quilt to tuck it up and expose some gaps to prevent Dudley from finding it.

Although judging from the current situation, let alone entering Harry's room to look for things, Dudley would be frightened and tremble whenever he met Harry.

But for the sake of safety, he decided to take strict precautions. After all, it was the first birthday gift he received...

When everything was completed, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief and then turned his head and looked at Dobby again.

At this moment, Dobby was standing on a small stool not far away. Looking around the room, he seemed to be full of inexplicable curiosity about this dusty place.

"Sorry, the house is a bit dirty..."

Harry scratched his head in embarrassment. Although the dirty environment here had nothing to do with him, he still explained.

"Originally I planned to clean it..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the broom and mop that had just been thrown aside.

"So you came."

"Cleaning?"

Hearing Harry's words, Dobby's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Call Dobby!"

As he spoke, he did not wait for Harry's answer. Instead, as if it was his duty, he stretched out his hand and waved violently at the broom and mop that collapsed on the ground!

Suddenly, the cleaning tool seemed to be infused with a soul, and with a slight tremor, it stood up straight from the ground.

Harry opened his eyes wide, held his breath subconsciously, and couldn't help but look at Dobby.

Although he had vaguely guessed a lot, neither Mr. Charlie nor the sudden Dobby could be ordinary people like the ordinary people he met in his previous life.

But guesses are just guesses, everything is conceived in his mind.

And since he has been living in the Muggle world, this is naturally the first time he has seen such a magical scene...

If he had to describe it, it felt like he was watching a magical close-up magic trick. (Although he had never seen any magic tricks, he only saw them when Dudley and his friends boasted about seeing them.

I just heard about it accidentally when I was experiencing live magic...)

It wasn't over yet. Under Harry's dumbfounded expression, Dobby began to skillfully direct them and clean the entire room.

"What...what is this!?"

Harry blinked, took off his glasses, wiped them with his clothes and put them back on. Finally he was sure that this was not some magic.

"magic!"

Duobu replied.

As he spoke, he put down his raised hand again and turned his head to look at Harry. He no longer paid attention to the brooms and mops that were working on their own.

"You're a magician!?!"

Harry felt as if his heart was about to beat out of his chest, and the excitement in his eyes became even more uncontrollable.

He seemed much happier than when he received his birthday gift.

"No! How is that possible!?"

Dobby was startled by Harry's surprising words. He quickly shook his head and explained in surprise.

"I'm just a house elf..."

After saying this, he scratched his head again, as if he thought that Mr. Harry at this time probably didn't understand the meaning of the so-called house elves, so he continued to explain.

"He is the wizard's servant..."

"Wizard..." Harry muttered this word.

"So... Mr. Charlie is actually a wizard!?"

"Of course!" Dobby nodded without hesitation this time, and there was an unabashed look of reverence in his eyes.

"Mr. Charlie Black is the most powerful wizard... He is the most respectable of all wizards!!!"