i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 160 Harry's Counterattack

Harry was very excited when he heard Rigg's speech, but the cupboard he was in was too far from the door.

The voice seemed to be there, and Harry almost suspected that he was hallucinating. Maybe he missed Rigg and the others so much?
Thinking of this possibility, Harry curled up on the bed in the cupboard, which was half shorter than his body, and there was only his small body in the dark space.

In the small space, Harry could hear the sound of Hedwig spreading her wings, but this time Aunt Petunia was so angry that she didn't even leave Harry the slightest gap.

Aunt Petunia locked the cupboard up and down, and the only place where light came through was covered with a curtain.

Back home this time, thanks to Rigg's blunt threat that day, Harry spent two good days at his aunt's house for the first time.

They went home in Uncle Vernon's car. If it was normal, Dudley would fight to be the first to get in the car. After getting in the car, he would deliberately squeeze Harry's seat and let him stick to the window. .

This time, Harry was able to sit in a seat by himself and go home comfortably.

When he leaned back in the wide chair and watched Uncle Vernon blow his beard and stare at him from the rearview mirror from time to time, and his face turned purple, Harry thought to himself: The wizarding world is so good, It's great to know Rigg and the others.

The life after returning to his aunt's house was something Harry had never enjoyed.

Seeing that Harry wasn't competing with Dudley for the cake, Aunt Petunia's face relaxed a little. When she and Harry nodded, it was almost the most Aunt Petunia could show to him that Harry had ever seen in his life. Gentle eyes.

At this moment, Dudley, who was angry and frightened, heard what happened to Petunia in the afternoon through the complaints of Aunt Petunia and Fernon.

When Harry dragged Hedwig's suitcase into this room full of sunshine and various stickers of anime he had secretly seen, he was going to be intoxicated at this moment.

This broke the aggrieved Dali.

It's just that Rigg's threats still seemed to be in his ears, and Dudley only dared to take Harry's cake to maintain his dominance in the family.

The bed was as soft as the Gryffindor dormitory in Hogwarts Castle, forgive Harry for his ignorance, it was the softest bed he had ever slept on.

Aunt Petunia hated people disrupting her plans, hitting Harry twice, or pinching Harry's soft flesh, which was commonplace.

The two rolled into a ball in an instant, and Petunia wanted to separate the two of them, but she was afraid of hurting her son.

As long as it is in a location where no outsiders will find out, nothing will happen. Over the years, Aunt Petunia has slowly figured out a set of punishment methods that will not be caught by child protection organizations.

At dinner time, Dudley finally came down to eat.

Harry graciously forgave him.

Amidst Aunt Petunia's screams and Fenon's yelling, the aggrieved Dudley felt like a cartoon hero protecting his family, and he rushed towards Harry like a small truck.

All of a sudden, Harry and Dudley were rolling around in the living room, both pulling each other's hair desperately, hitting each other hard, and knocking down a clear glass vase that Aunt Petunia loved most.

Dudley wanted to eat it, and Harry was happy to see it.

When Dudley, who had a nightmare all night, saw Harry at the dinner table, he was stunned.

He is using his determination to express to his parents that he cannot survive this kind of life.

Merlin bless.

In the afternoon, when Aunt Petunia was screaming in the living room, Dudley didn't come down to look.

Harry was still relatively short in those days, and he couldn't fully see what was going on in the pot, and if the bacon was overcooked, it was inevitable that Aunt Petunia would beat him up.

Petunia and Fernon actually suspected that Harry did it, but they didn't have any evidence, and they didn't want to provoke the Rigg family, who seemed not easy to provoke.

Harry admired Aunt Petunia who was going crazy in the living room for a few seconds for the last time, and then returned to his small room humming.

You must know that before Harry went to Hogwarts, he was responsible for making breakfast for his aunt's family. Aunt Petunia had to iron Fernon's suit and tie and pack Dudley's schoolbag, but she didn't have time for this.

He screamed, "It must have been done by that monster Harry, he'd released a zoo snake before!"

The next day was even more like a dream, when Aunt Petunia didn't wake him up at five o'clock for the first time.

In a daze, Dudley left the table without finishing his meal, and no matter how much Aunt Petunia begged him, he refused to take another bite.

His parents turned to Harry, a brat.

It's just that as Dudley grew older, he thought he was a big kid, and he should play some big kid things, such as boxing, instead of indulging in those small cars that only children like.

The cake at Hogwarts was much more delicious than this, and he lost his appetite just looking at the dry cake body.

She even suspected that she was too kind to Harry to let this monster treat her like this. Aunt Petunia couldn't help complaining just thinking about her retreat in the past two days.

Harry went down to check the situation when he heard the sound, but he laughed happily when he saw the vomit on Aunt Petunia's face.

In the past, where Harry could eat at the table, he was still sitting next to Dudley, and there was even a piece of Dudley's celebration holiday cake in front of Harry.

Such Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon terrified Dudley.

This was even scarier than the day he was threatened by Rigg. Dudley had never thought that he would have nothing to say at home.

People are like iron and rice is like steel. If he doesn't eat, he will be really hungry.

That is to say, Uncle Vernon is not here today, otherwise Harry would really like to see Fernon's face full of vomit.

After barely explaining to comfort Dudley, Petunia stopped talking.

Dudley felt his mother's grievance keenly, and he couldn't suppress the fear he had accumulated for two days.

Aunt Petunia had never let him into this room before, in case Dudley saw Harry playing with them and disliked the toys.

This is also the first time that Dudley's crying did not achieve the good effect he expected. No matter how loudly Dudley cried or rolled on the ground, Aunt Petunia said with a stiff face that Harry would have dinner with them recently. .

Although Aunt Petunia looked at him as disgusted as if she was looking at a puddle of mud, she still pinched her nose and sorted out a spare room on the second floor for Harry, which used to be Dudley's toy room.

Shards of shattered glass were scattered, and Harry could see Petunia and Uncle Vernon running towards him, but they were all looking at Dudley.

Harry, who was hugged tightly by Dudley, didn't even have a hand to cover the pieces of glass that bounced over. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and the magic power that had been suppressed for a long time shot up into the sky automatically.

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