Open your eyes again!

July 30, 11:59:10 p.m.

"There are 50 seconds left.

Harry looked at a birthday cake he had drawn with his fingers on the sand in front of him.

It was the early morning of July 31, and fifty seconds later it was his birthday.

Everything in the past is history, from now on, keep a good mood and welcome your new year!

There are still three seconds, two seconds, one second...

July 31, 1991, midnight.

"Happy birthday to you, Harry!" just

as Harry raised his fists to make a wish.

"Bang!" there

was a muffled sound, and the wooden door of the tower made a loud noise.

"Bang!"

the second sound ended, and the door completely fell to the floor.

Outside the door, a burly and strong black shadow pushed the door to the ground.

Immediately after that, a rough and slightly complaining voice sounded:

"This damn ghost weather, obviously it was normal before, and now it suddenly rains, which is really embarrassing." The

figure said as he bent down and pulled the door panel on the ground up and buckled it on the door frame.

Turning to look at the room, only three people could be faintly seen in the dim light.

Two are huddled at the top of the stairs and one is lying on the ground.

The figure raised his foot and planned to squeeze into the house!

"Stop, you trespasser, I now order you to get out immediately, or I'm going to shoot!"

Vernon held a double-barreled shotgun in his hand and looked viciously at the intruder.

"Don't get so excited, Mr. Vernon, let me introduce myself first, my name is Rubeus Hagrid, you can call me Mr. Hagrid.

It stands to reason that you should have known that I would be visiting today

, after all, it is Mr. Harry Potter's birthday.

Hagrid mouthed, taking a cake box from his coat pocket and handing it to Harry.

"Happy Birthday Harry! I hope this cake hasn't been sat down by my ass.

Harry was visibly frightened and instinctively stretched out his hand

, taking the birthday cake and whispering

, "Thank you, Mr. Hagrid!"

Maybe you're not Harry..."

Looking for the wrong person?"

Harry wondered, and saw Hagrid raise his hand behind him.

Looking back in confusion, Harry was a little stunned

: "Cousin Dudley, when did you appear behind me?" Before

Dudley

could speak, the corner of Hagrid's mouth twitched on the side, looked at Dudley, who was strong and well-proportioned, and then looked at Harry, who was thin in front of him, and smiled bitterly helplessly:

"You are Harry, but it seems that your life in the Dursleys is not very good, your body is so thin that even your clothes are tattered, I really can't imagine that you are the child of James, an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts...

He's a genius in the school...

After

all, from today onwards, you will say goodbye to the people around you.

No one can bully you anymore Harry!" Looking

at Harry, who was a little stunned

, Hagrid spoke again: "Happy birthday to you, Mr. Harry Potter!" Compared

to some strange things Hagrid said, Harry was more curious about his parents:

"Wait Hagrid, do you know my parents?"

"I heard that my parents died in a car accident, is that true?"

Harry began, somewhat puzzled.

Don't kid my little Harry, in the world of ordinary people, that kind of engine burning power can kill a good wizard?

Harry frowned, "Wait, what did you just say, 'wizard'?

No kidding, Mr. Hagrid, I think it's a bit out of place to say this on my birthday, I....

I can't be a magician at all.

Harry took a small step back and spoke out incredulously, his small world could not accept such a shock of information!

Hagrid opened his mouth, turned his head in shock, and spoke out a little exasperated:

"Damn

Dursley, what the hell did you instill in Harry, I have lived for 63 years, I have received many new students from 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry', you actually made him question the existence of wizards!"

Hagrid bypassed Harry in annoyance and looked at the fat middle-aged man not far ahead.

Vernon trembled and said forcefully:

"I'll let you stop, you guy who doesn't know the so-called, hurry up and get out of here!

Don't lie about 'wizards' or something.

These terrible things are a symbol of ignorance!" Vernon

was furious, holding a shotgun, his voice trembling with jealousy.

Hagrid's eyes were a little solemn:

"Mr. Dursley, I think you have oversaid something, and if you have not witnessed it with your own eyes, don't say it casually."

Hagrid's huge body put an unusual pressure on Vernon.

This made Vernon involuntarily pull the trigger of the shotgun with his palm.

"Bang!" burst

into flames!

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PS: Two more... Second more, are there three more today? ≖‿≖, the little eyes of hope... Hey hey!

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