Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 108: *****Birthday surprise

　　Unlike Changchu’s happy birthday, Harry, who is also in the United Kingdom, is also about to celebrate his twelfth birthday in Room 4, Privet Road, Little Huijin District, Surrey. But his birthday party, no, it should be said that the entire summer vacation looked terrible!

　　 Since Harry came home from the summer vacation, the Dursleys have always regarded him as a time bomb.

　　 Although Harry is very grateful to Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia for agreeing to go to Hogwarts, what he did not expect is that although the Dursleys agreed to go to the magic school, their family is very good at magic. There is no change in attitude.

　　 Harry had this premonition as early as last Christmas, and even Mrs. Weasley, whom he didn’t even know he knew, sent him a sweater with alphabet letters unique to the Weasley family. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia only sent a small fifty pence coin.

　　 Harry's hunch was not wrong this time.

　　 When Uncle Vernon first took Harry home from the London train station, he put all the spell books, wands, robes, cauldrons, broomsticks, etc. that Harry put in the trunk, all related to the world of magic All of his belongings were locked in the small and dark storage room under the stairs. Even the quill and parchment used for homework, Vernon threw them into the storage room.

　　 As for Harry without doing a little summer homework for a whole month on vacation, the Dursleys don’t bother to care about it! When Harry returned to school, there was no way to deal with them. What did it have to do with them? Perhaps Vernon and Petunia would even hope that Harry would be dropped out of Hogwarts and embark on the path they thought was extremely correct!

　　Vernon even locked Harry’s owl Hedwig in its cage, because he thought this snowy owl might be used by Harry to send letters to other freak wizards in the wizarding world. They are absolutely unacceptable!

　　 For a whole month, Harry seemed to have completely become a Muggle who knows nothing! He can't fly without a flying broomstick, and can't cast spells without a magic wand. He can't even send letters to his friends to relieve boredom! The Hogwarts that Harry had been with for a whole year seemed to be just his dream.

　　 But which dream in the world will be as real as Hogwarts?

　　 Harry really missed Hogwarts, and his internal organs were aching.

　　 He missed the old magic castle. He wanted to know if the stairs between the castles would continue to turn when the students were away. He missed the secret passages and castle ghosts. He wanted to know when the students were away this summer. Is that "nearly headless Nick" still worrying about the muscle that is attached to his neck; he misses every Hogwarts professor, except maybe the potions teacher Snape; he misses The letters from the owls, the banquet in the auditorium, the four-poster bed in the dormitory, the guard of the forbidden forest, the Quidditch stadium...

　　 Harry is going crazy thinking about it!

　　 One day at the end of July, Harry walked out the back door of Dursley's house. The weather outside was clear and sunny. He walked across the verdant lawn, sat down on the garden bench, and sang: "Happy birthday to me...Happy birthday to me..."

　　 Today is Harry’s twelfth birthday, and as in previous years, the Dursleys have forgotten this matter for granted. Of course Harry didn't place any hope on them, because no matter when it was, they would never give him a decent gift.

　　 But to be honest, Harry still had a little very, very weak expectation in his heart, but it was just destroyed by Uncle Vernon himself.

　　 Harry thought that when he was at the dinner table, Uncle Vernon mentioned his birthday, but he didn’t expect that he still only cared about his company transaction, which would happen at eight o’clock tonight. One is Mason? Or Mason's people will bring Uncle Vernon the biggest deal in his life.

　　 So, tonight, the Dursley family will be all here to formally treat the upcoming Masons with a royal dinner. Yes, there is only the Dursley family. Harry was only allowed to finish dinner and then stayed quietly in his bedroom, unable to make any noise, pretending that he was not at home.

　　 What kind of birthday is this? Harry got up from the bench anxiously, frowning and pacing back and forth in the garden.

　　On his birthday last year, Harry could still enjoy the cake made by Hagrid himself and delivered by himself, as well as recalling the Hogwarts admission letter. But this year? Harry's stomach cramped when he thought of this.

　　 This year’s birthday has no cakes, no gifts, and even at home I can only pretend to be absent! Harry was almost depressed!

　　 "What's the use of thinking about this?" Harry lay down on the lawn dejectedly, his eyes narrowed because of the harsh afternoon sun.

　　 Harry decided not to miss Hogwarts Castle, nor to the two good friends who hadn’t sent him a letter for a whole month and a half~IndoMTL.com~ Nor did he think about Voldemort, Qi Luohe Philosopher's Stone...

　　 "The Sorcerer's Stone?" Harry sat up from the lawn, "Wright, did he successfully deliver the Sorcerer's Stone to Nicole May? Will anyone stop him?"

　　 This is not Harry's whimsical. The day Hagrid took him to Gringotts to get the Philosopher’s Stone last year, someone rushed into Gringotts to grab the Philosopher’s Stone, and that person was his Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!

　　 But soon, Harry lay back weakly. At this time, his wand was locked in the storage room. Harry without the wand is no different from an ordinary twelve-year-old kid. He now thinks that these things are useless at all and can only add to his troubles. That's it.

　　 Harry finally spent the entire afternoon in the garden, except for a little teasing Cousin Dudley to make him feel better, he was instigated by the angry Aunt Petunia all afternoon He was exhausted a long time ago by doing labor.

　　 waited until 7:30 in the evening when Harry, who was still in the garden, finally heard Aunt Petunia’s cry in the house, and he happily walked into the shady kitchen. The kitchen has now been shining brightly by Aunt Petunia, and the Dursleys who are staying in the kitchen are all dressed up.

　　 After hurriedly swallowing that pitiful little bit of dinner, Harry was hurriedly rushed to the bedroom upstairs by Aunt Petunia.

　　 Harry walked to the door of the bedroom on tiptoe, sneaked in, closed the door, just turned around and wanted to throw his head on his bed and have a good rest.

　　 But the problem is that there is already a person sitting on the bed, or a little monster.

　　House elf, Dobby!