Promotion and salary increase start at Hogwarts

Despite Aunt Petunia's urging, Harry slowly climbed out of bed and started looking for socks. He grabbed a spider from one of the socks and put the socks on. Harry had long been familiar with spiders.

He was used to it, because the cupboard under the stairs was full of spiders and he slept there.

He got dressed and walked down the corridor to the kitchen. The dining table was almost full of Dudley's birthday gifts. Today is Dudley's birthday.

"Comb your hair!"

Uncle Vernon growled, as was his morning greeting.

"Also, didn't Penny just ask you to go out and see who moved in that house? What are you doing in the kitchen?"

"I'm hungry." Harry said innocently. "Let me eat something before going out."

"The kid won't die of hunger if he eats later! We'll talk about it when you come back!"

Aunt Petunia said fiercely.

"But I'm hungry!"

shouted their chubby son Dudley. Dudley has a big pink silver face, a short neck, a pair of watery blue eyes, and thick blond hair that is flat on his thick and chubby head.

, like a pig wearing a wig.

"Dudley, my little sweetie~ Mom will help you get it done right away."

Aunt Petunia turned to Harry and yelled viciously, "Dudley is hungry, then hurry up and finish making the bacon and fried eggs before you go! I want you to look at the bacon and fried eggs. If you dare to get them confused,

Come on, let’s see how I deal with you!”

Harry had to start frying eggs and bacon, which was the usual attitude towards him from his aunt and uncle.

At this time Dudley began to slowly count his birthday gifts. His face sank. "Thirty-six,"

He looked up at his parents and said, "Two less than last year."

"My dear, you haven't counted the gift Aunt Maggie gave you. Look, it's under the big bag your mother and father gave you."

"Okay, then thirty-seven."

Dudley said, his face turning red. Harry knew something was wrong, so he quickly finished the bacon and fried eggs before Dudley got angry, and then stuffed his portion into his mouth.

"Auntie, I'm going to go out and see who has moved here!!"

He rushed out of the house at No. 4 Privet Drive as if he were running for his life.

The breeze ruffled the neat hedges on both sides of Privet Drive, and the street was spotless under the sunlight. There were square, regular houses on both sides, all of which looked similar.

The residents on this road are all the same as my aunt's family. They hate things that go against the rules and are always resistant to novel things. They are only interested in the dirty private affairs between neighbors.

I wonder if the new family will be the same? Harry thought, and he soon arrived at the house at No. 8 Privet Drive. The moving company's van was parked at the door of the house, and several

The movers worked efficiently under the direction of a boy who was a few years older than him.

"Hey man, be careful. This is pure oak furniture. It dates back to the Victorian period. This is my family heirloom. Don't damage it."

"You guys should lend a hand, don't let him carry this cabinet alone. There are a lot of metal parts in it. What are the metal parts used for? They are not used to assemble guns anyway, so go ahead and move it!"

Seeing the big boy magically directing a group of adults to work, Harry felt a feeling of envy in his heart. How he wished he could also direct others to work.

But he could only be ordered to work by his aunt's family, and he had to be beaten by Dudley from time to time.

The big boy quickly noticed Harry standing blankly.

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed. He walked up to Harry.

"Hi, hello, are you a resident on this road? My name is Luo Cheng, and I just moved here."

"Ah, hello, hello!"

Harry was still imagining in his head how he would instruct Dudley to clean the toilet when Luo Cheng's voice brought him back to his senses.

"I live with my aunt's family. I live at No. 4 Privet Drive."

"Then we are neighbors. What is your name?"

"Harry, Harry Potter."

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Harry Potter, what a good name."

Luo Cheng himself didn't expect that he would meet the destined son of this world, Harry Potter, so quickly. Perhaps due to malnutrition, he appeared smaller than his peers. He even looked taller than his actual figure.

Thin and small.

Harry has a thin face, protruding knees, jet-black hair and a pair of emerald green eyes. He wears a pair of round-framed glasses held together with a lot of scotch tape, and the lightning-like streak on his forehead

The faint scar attracted Luo Cheng's attention.

"That scar on your forehead is cool!"

Luo Cheng gave Harry Potter a thumbs up.

Growing up, no one had ever complimented Harry on the scar on his forehead. Dudley and his friends would only call him "Scarhead" to humiliate him. A warm feeling surged in Harry's heart, and he was very grateful to see this big boy.

.

"Actually, it was my aunt who asked me to come and see the newly moved neighbors."

"Then she must want you to find out more about me. Oh, you don't have to feel embarrassed. People in Surrey are always like this. They are very cautious. I am Luo Cheng. I used to live in the southernmost part of Greater London. This is

The house belongs to a distant relative of mine who has been living in the United States. He passed away not long ago, and he left this house to me in his will. So I lived here."