Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

As an ordinary person, Dursley had never seen such a formation before.

For a moment, he was confused and sat on the ground. Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, along the bridge of his thick nose, and finally disappeared into his thick beard.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Lian Ye turned red from holding it in. After a while, he finally recovered and repeated it.

"You...are you here to pick up Harry?"

"Yes, that's right..."

As if he was not surprised by Dursley's fear, Hagrid was not too anxious. He simply sat down on the sofa next to him and nodded frankly.

However, just as Hagrid finished speaking, something happened to the expression on Dursley's face. He saw that his eyes gradually came back to consciousness and shone with a certain light of hope.

"So...you're going to take away that little...Harry?!"

Dursley hurriedly got up from the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner. In a moment of excitement, without caring about anything else, he walked quickly to Hagrid's side, fearing that he had heard wrongly and asked again.

Hagrid, on the other hand, was a little confused by Dursley who suddenly approached him quickly. He was not used to it and subconsciously moved backwards in the wrong position.

After carefully looking up and down at the Muggle in front of him, he didn't see what trick the other party was playing, so he just nodded calmly and said nothing else.

Harry, who had noticed the movement early, put the gift he was going to open under his pillow and ran out of the room.

At this moment, he was hiding timidly at the entrance of the stairs, carefully observing the movements coming from downstairs.

When he heard Hagrid explaining his purpose to Dursley in the living room on the first floor in a rough voice, Harry's heart couldn't help but beat violently.

He stuck his head out, his eyes twinkling, but he did not immediately jump out and follow the other person away. Instead, he looked at the visitor curiously...

A huge body, a messy beard, long hair that is curly and spread wantonly behind his back, and a jacket that seems to be popular in the 1980s...

Is this really a wizard?

Harry couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind.

Although he doesn't look like an ordinary person, he is very different from the image of a wizard in his imagination.

Due to preconceptions, all his visions about wizards these days were based on the image of Charlie Black. In his opinion, wizards should probably look like that.

Even if it's different, it's probably just a change of clothes into a robe and a wide-brimmed magic hat.

Unfortunately, when he had his first official contact with the wizarding world, the illusion in his mind was completely shattered...

Downstairs, the conversation between Hagrid and Dursley continued.

Dursley nodded desperately, almost making the most decisive decision in his life. He looked at Hagrid, and there was some undisguised joy in his tone.

"Great!!! You are truly the savior of our family!!"

As he spoke, as if this was not enough to express his inner excitement, he took a few more steps and ran to Hagrid's side. He stretched out his two plump hands and firmly grasped Hagrid's calloused penis.

Big hand, and then shook it hard twice.

"Um?"

At this moment, Hagrid was really stunned... He looked at the man in front of him dumbfounded, and subconsciously twitched his hand that was caught, but he didn't pull it out for a while.

In fact, before arriving here, Hagrid had already made enough mental preparations on the way here.

He also carefully did his homework on the family's life, character and attitude towards Harry.

So as soon as he arrived, he showed off his power and immediately opened the door of the Dursley's house.

However, now that I look at it... it seems that it is quite different from what I imagined.

"When are you going to take him away!?"

Dursley raised his head and looked at Hagrid, his tone full of hope.

"Uh... you'll be leaving soon?"

Facing Dursley with such a good attitude, Hagrid, who had originally planned to be a villain and scare them into venting their anger on Harry for the grievances he had suffered over the years, suddenly couldn't keep up his expression...

The corners of his eyes twitched, he hesitated for a moment, and finally his tone dropped.

"Can!"

Dursley listened to Hagrid's words and nodded more cheerfully.

Then, without waiting for Hagrid to say anything else, he let go of Hagrid's hand, turned around, and shouted loudly in the direction of the second floor.

"Harry! Come down quickly, they are coming to pick you up."

Harry timidly walked down the stairs without saying a word, but looked at his uncle with the same confused expression.

To be honest, he has never seen his uncle be so "friendly and kind" to him.

"..." Looking at Harry walking down, Hagrid fell silent.

Originally, according to his original plan, he kicked open the door first, and then angrily scolded that bad Muggle family, scolding them for their harshness and abuse to Harry over the years.

After scolding them to death, he changed the ferocious look on his face to a kind one, handed the cake in Harry's hand, and said happy birthday to him seriously.

Then she took his hand and started telling him about James and Lilith.

Until finally, the two people got on his motorcycle, just like the fairy tale dreamed up by many Muggles, they left here happily and flew towards the sky.

But now, since he kicked the door open, the plot has gone completely wrong.

This extremely cooperative Dursley was so confused that after Harry came out, his head was still in a state of confusion and he didn't know how to do it with Harry.

Self introduction.

In the final silence, it was Harry who spoke first, easing the embarrassment at this moment.

"Hello...my name is Harry."

Hearing Harry's whispered hello, Hagrid quickly reacted and stood up from the sofa.

"Ah... hello, I'm Hagrid... I'm the keykeeper and gamekeeper of Hogwarts..." He opened his mouth and gestured at Harry somewhat helplessly.

Suddenly, he thought of something, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly turned his head, picked up the cake that had been put aside, and handed it to Harry.

"Look, Harry! I have a cake for you...Happy eleventh birthday!"

Looking at the sturdy and honest man in front of him, Harry came to his side, but he didn't feel strange, but felt a sense of familiarity for no reason.

He reached out and took the cake, smiling happily

"Thank you, Hagrid! I didn't expect you to prepare a cake for me too!"

"Also? Am I not the first?"

Hagrid was stunned again.