I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

It was impossible for Harry to call Louis in the middle of the night. After all, he knew that Louis was angry when he woke up. If he disturbed this guy, he might suffer some disaster.

The next morning, when Harry went downstairs for breakfast, he found that the three Dursleys were already sitting at the kitchen table. They were watching a brand-new TV set to welcome him and Dudley.

A gift he bought when he went home for the summer vacation - at least that's what his uncle told him.

Dudley had been complaining loudly that the refrigerator in the living room was too far away from the TV. He spent most of the summer in the kitchen, staring at the TV screen with his greedy little eyes.

He kept stuffing things into his mouth, and his five-layered jaw kept trembling.

Harry sat down between Uncle Vernon and Cousin Dudley. Uncle Vernon seemed to have gained a little weight. It was really not easy to sit down between him and Cousin Dudley. Thanks to him

Relatively thin.

There seemed to be something extra in breakfast today. When Harry looked carefully, he saw a blueberry pie and a few pieces of bacon, both of which were his favorite things.

"Happy birthday, Harry." Uncle Vernon's big palm patted his thin shoulder, almost breaking him and the stool together.

Aunt Petunia also came over with a plate of sausages and wished Dudley a happy birthday.

This made Harry a little flattered. After all, this was the first time in thirteen years that he heard this family wish him a happy birthday.

"Thank you, thank you." Harry's eyes sparkled. This was once his most extravagant wish.

He took the plate of blueberry pie and saw Dudley's eager eyes. He hesitated for a moment and gave him half a piece.

"Thank you, Harry." Dudley was not too surprised. He knew that his little cousin was soft-hearted.

Harry took a bite of the blueberry pie and turned to look at the TV. The announcer was midway through reporting news about a fugitive criminal.

"The public must be aware that Blake is armed and extremely dangerous. We have set up a special hotline. Anyone who knows Blake's whereabouts must report it immediately."

"Don't tell us he's up to no good," snorted Uncle Vernon, glaring at the prisoner over the newspaper he was reading: "Look at his character, his dirty look, and his expression.

, at first glance, he is not a good person."

Harry looked at Blake on the screen and saw that it was indeed the case. His face was covered with unwashed dirt, his beard was not shaved clean, and his hair seemed to have not been washed for a long time and seemed to be tangled together.

The newscaster reappeared on the screen: "The Minister of Agriculture and Fisheries will announce today -"

"Go on!" Uncle Vernon growled, staring angrily at the announcer. "You haven't told us where this madman escaped from! What's the use? The madman might be coming down the street.

Got it!"

Harry knew that his uncle was quite afraid of death.

"Uh, Uncle Vernon..." Harry called out to his uncle at this time, watching with fear as he looked at him with anger on his face.

After all, no one will be happy if they are interrupted when they are angry.

But Harry's next words caused Uncle Vernon's expression and attitude to undergo a 180-degree turn.

"Can I use the phone?" Harry asked with some trepidation: "You know, today is my birthday, and my classmate Louis asked me if he could come to my birthday party..."

"Your classmate, Louis?" Uncle Vernon's voice rose an octave, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on: "It's your highness? Then what are you waiting for? My Harry, please invite your classmate to your home for a birthday party

But what we should do, you should call immediately!"

"Ah... I suggest you wait. Louis usually gets up late..." Harry reminded cautiously.

"Oh, I didn't think it through well, Harry." Uncle Vernon's eyes almost disappeared from laughter. He pinched Harry's face and said with a smile: "You're the one who thought carefully about today's dinner, Petunia.

It must be rich, very rich..."

"Oh, by the way, uncle." Harry finally revealed the dagger hidden in his map of Yan Kingdom, which was the signature form of Hogsmeade, and handed it to Ferdinand.

Uncle Farmer: "The school said that third-year students can go to this Hogsmeade village on weekends, but they need a guardian's signature..."

Without saying a word, Uncle Vernon turned around and took out a ballpoint pen from a corner, and quickly signed his name on the application form.

"We should care about the growth of young people, shouldn't we?" The uncle laughed so hard that his eyes were gone, and then he stood up and said, "I'd better leave right away, Petunia, Maggie's train will arrive at ten o'clock.

"

Harry was still immersed in the joy of getting the signature, but he couldn't help but startled when he heard this sentence, and returned to reality unpleasantly, "Aunt Maggie?" He blurted out: "She - uh, she is

Do you want to come here?"

Maggie is Uncle Vernon's sister. Although she has nothing to do with Harry, according to the relationship between relatives, Harry still has to call her aunt. Aunt Maggie lives in the country, and there is a big garden around the house.

She kept dogs there, and she didn't come here often, but every time she visited, she would leave terrible memories for Harry. Those memories stayed fresh for a long time, and they really cast a big shadow on his little heart.

"Maggie will stay here for a week." Uncle Vernon looked indifferent, turned to look at Harry, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Maggie will only stay here for a few days, she will definitely not be too

It’s too difficult for you.”

Look at what he said, Harry wouldn't believe it even to death that Aunt Maggie, who had always looked down on him, would let him go.

After calling Louis, Harry sat there and sighed unhappily. He really didn't like Aunt Maggie.

But he didn't last long. After a while, Aunt Petunia called him and asked him to come downstairs to greet the guests.

After standing for two or three minutes, there was the sound of pebbles being crunched. This was Uncle Vernon's car driving back to the driveway in front of the house, and then the sound of the car door closing, and

Footsteps on the garden path.

Aunt Petunia opened the door, and Aunt Maggie stood on the threshold. She looked very much like Uncle Vernon, with a stocky figure, a thick purple face, and even a little stubble, but not as heavy as Uncle Vernon.

She was carrying a huge suitcase in one hand, and Lippi, an old dog with a bad temper, under her arm.

After making out with Dudley, he gave him a brand new twenty pound note. Harry took the heavy box and moved it upstairs as long as possible. His current mentality was like an ostrich, he could be with her later.

It's also good to sit together and chat.

But the happy time was always short-lived, and it was impossible for him to move for a day. When he returned to the kitchen, Aunt Maggie had already eaten fruit cake and drank tea, and Lippi was licking the food in the corner, haha

Leigh saw a flash of disgust in Aunt Petunia's eyes - her aunt hated all kinds of animals very much, and she could be said to treat them equally.

But looking at Aunt Petunia, she seemed to be angry and afraid to speak out. This eldest aunt came from a privileged family, and she often rode on her head to dominate her. Ever since she had Harry, every time she came to

This was not going to be directed at her. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little sorry for Harry from the bottom of her heart.

Harry felt better now. It turned out that his aunt was not targeting Hedwig...

As he sat down, Lippi began to bark, and Aunt Maggie turned her attention to Harry for the first time.

"So! You're still here, aren't you!" Aunt Maggie asked angrily.

"Yes." Harry replied stubbornly, using Snape's attitude in this sentence.

Harry swears to God, he feels that sometimes Snape's attitude is actually not bad, at least it would be too... to imitate him at this time...

It's so nice, Professor Snape, I, Harry Potter, want to kiss you in front of you!

"Don't say yes in such a ungrateful tone!" Maggie said filial piety: "Vernon and Petunia took you in. They were really nice enough. What if I didn't do it? What if someone dumped you?"

You could have entered the local orphanage directly at my front door."

Harry thought it would be nice if I went to a fucking orphanage.

But his heart was numb, but he still had to smile, and Professor Snape's iconic smile once again appeared on his face.

"Don't

Smiling at me!" Aunt Maggie exclaimed, "I can see that you haven't made any progress since the last time I saw you. I hope the school can force you, an inhumane little beast, to learn some manners."

At this point, she swallowed a big sip of tea, wiped her stubble, and said, "Vernon, I forgot again, where did you send him?"

"Royal Academy Westminster," Uncle Vernon said immediately.

"Oh, Westminster Royal Academy..." Aunt Maggie repeated in a low voice, as if talking to herself, and then her voice raised an octave: "What? You actually sent him to Westminster?"

St. Royal Academy? God..."

I thought Harry would be thankful to go to an ordinary public school, but who would have thought that he could go to such a good school? Or one of the best...

"Are you crazy, Vernon, for sending him to such a good school instead of letting my baby Dudley..." Aunt Maggie scolded Uncle Vernon with spittle.

Uncle Vernon endured his sister's lion's roar, and waited until she finally stopped before continuing: "Actually, Harry's father has a very close relationship with a certain His Highness. Not only Harry, but also our whole family."

Thanks to his father, he made a lot of money..."

Aunt Maggie opened her mouth, but no words came out for a long time.

I thought Harry was nothing but an orphan whose parents both died, but I thought he was the returning Dragon King?

Even Lipi, who was chewing meat and bones on the side, raised his front paws again and looked at the young man in front of him who he had bitten before and who seemed to have a promising future.

Just when the atmosphere suddenly fell silent, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Harry stood up as if he was being forgiven: "It seems that Louis is here. I'll open the door."

"Go quickly, go quickly, don't keep His Highness waiting..." Uncle Vernon said hurriedly, and urged everyone to get up quickly to greet the distinguished guests.

Maggie stood up reluctantly and asked Vernon quietly: "Vernon, the His Highness you are talking about is..."

"Oh my God, of course it's His Royal Highness the Duke of Cambridge, His Majesty's nephew..." Aunt Petunia said quickly, with a hint of honor - this is my nephew's friend.

Harry opened the door and was pleasantly surprised to find that in front of him was not only Louis, but also classmates with whom he had a better relationship in Hogwarts, including Catherine, Hermione, Neville, and Hufflepuff's Hannah and Ravenclaw.

Justin, he even saw his arch-rival Malfoy.

"Happy birthday, Harry." Everyone said in unison.

Harry was stunned for a moment, his eyes were red, tears welled up from his eyes, and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, Poit, why do you look like a woman..." Draco complained about Harry in disgust.

At this moment, even Draco was so cute in his eyes. He quickly called the students to come in. Fortunately, the originally spacious room seemed a little cramped due to the arrival of the students.

"Your Highness." The family saluted Louis and Diana. Aunt Maggie was originally unwilling to do so, but after seeing Diana, she didn't hold back and began to salute hurriedly.

Looking at the busy living room, Aunt Maggie felt a strong dissatisfaction in her heart. She secretly poked Vernon and planned to leave.

Seeing Harry living so well was even more uncomfortable than her sleeping in a pigsty.

Vernon was naturally unhappy. Since the conditions at home were getting better and better, he also didn't like his sister who usually acted domineeringly just because she was rich.

Who would be willing to endure such a bad temper if it weren't for the sake of relatives' etiquette?

After Maggie left, Harry had a happier smile on his face and became the heartless fool in school again.

Foolish people are blessed, as the old saying goes.

The only regret is that Wes Lai's family is on vacation in Egypt and cannot come here to attend his birthday party. If Wes Lai's twins were here, it would definitely be very lively.

From the corner of his eye, Harry also saw a big black dog standing by the window, staring at him intently. Yes, Harry felt that the big dog was staring straight at him.

So strange

Strange……

Before he could take a second look, the big dog was shot away by Aunt Petunia through the window.

He turned his head and found that Uncle Vernon was chatting enthusiastically with Louis. Thanks to Louis talking so much, he was able to continue chatting with him. Looking to the side, he saw Dudley looking at Hermione with blurred eyes——

This startled him, and when he looked carefully, oh, what Dudley was looking at was not Hermione, but the cauldron cake and licorice wand in Hermione's hands.

It turned out that when Louis and the others came, they brought a lot of snacks from the wizarding world. Harry saw the Bibi's multi-flavor beans placed aside, so he walked over, opened the multi-flavor beans, took out a handful of beans and handed them to

Dudley.

"Cousin, would you like to try this delicious bean candy?"

Harry's smile changed from a big fool to a little fox in an instant. If Petunia saw it at this time, she might think of the funny James.