Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() Recently, everyone feels that the surrounding air has become dull. Every day is sunny, but when it shines on people, it makes people want to hide in the shade.

On the Privet Road, those square houses were mostly shrouded in a drowsy silence.

The brightly lit cars on weekdays all stopped in the driveway; the once lush grass had a tendency to dry and yellow.

When walking on the street, there is a rare wind blowing quietly, accompanied by a warm atmosphere-everything seems to remind everyone silently that summer has come.

Due to the recent drought, watering hoses have long been banned. But the residents of Privet Drive usually wipe their cars and cut grass.

Now, neither of these things can be done, and they have to hide in their shady house, open the windows wide, and hope to blow in a cool breeze that does not exist.

In this breathless weather, only one person is still outdoors. This was a boy in his teens, who was lying flat on the flowerbed outside No. 4 Ligustrum Road.

He was a thin boy, with dark hair and glasses, looking a little weak.

Maybe it's because the head was too fast in a short time! The jeans on his body were torn and dirty, the t-shirt was slack and had faded, and the soles of the sneakers and the uppers were separated.

But on his forehead, there is a very characteristic lightning-shaped scar, which is doomed to be ordinary in his life.

His name is Harry Potter.

Mr. Potter's appearance naturally cannot please his neighbors. Those of them believe that shabby crickets should be punished by law.

However, he has not been hiding in the room or lying behind this large cluster of hydrangeas, and passers-by will not see him.

In fact, as long as his uncle Vernon or his aunt Penny poked his head out of the living room window and looked straight into the flower bed below, he could still be seen by them.

In general, Mr. Potter felt that it was a good thing he could think of hiding here-it would never be comfortable if he lay on the hot and hard soil.

On the other hand, no one here glared at him fiercely, biting his teeth so loudly that he couldn't hear what the news was telling, and no one would ask him some cheek-like people. problem.

Every time he wanted to sit in the living room and watch TV with his aunt and uncle, they always disturbed him.

In this family, Mr. Potter has not been happy since he was a child. But where else can he go? Especially when his parents were brutally killed when he was a child.

"... Fish and Chips! French Fries and Fish! A Gourmet Treasure of England! Fish and Chips in Fish and Chips! Chips and Fish and Chips in Fish and Chips! One price for two! Stick! Fish and Chips! Fish and Chips ... "

Inside the window was a disturbing commercial song. This advertisement is very popular recently, whether on the street or on TV, it will appear to disgusting you from time to time, it is unbearable on this hot afternoon.

"... Can you eat anything other than fish and chips ..." Harry was lying in the grass, his head resting on his arms, his eyelids pulled aside, and he seemed to be falling asleep soon.

But at this moment, there was a crunching noise on the empty street because of the hot weather.

"... Oh! Damn it! This voice raised my blood pressure!"

There was a murmur from Harry's uncle Vernon Dursley, and Harry heard the window slam shut.

Just then, the conversation between the two people suddenly sounded outside the flowers.

"... Stop! Lenny smelled it! Sister, stop!"

"Oh."

Immediately afterwards, with a sharper squeak, Harry immediately heard someone approaching him.

"Ha! Found by Leni!"

Harry was about to get up and see, but he never thought that he had just raised his head, but felt a dim overhead. The next second, Harry suffered tons of injuries.

"what!!!"

Just now, he felt drowsy only because of the dull and hot air; but now, he only felt a blackness in his eyes, and he was about to faint.

"Next ... Come down ..."

Harry raised his right hand, patted weakly on one of the ankles still on his stomach, and said weakly.

"Huh? Humans are so fragile ... ah ah! Harry Potter is so famous, I thought it must be slippery and tender! It ’s so thin and not so delicious!"

Standing on Harry's belly at this moment, it was Lenny, the werewolf girl who had been abducted by Maca. She was wearing a light, short-sleeved dress with slender and white arms and ankles, and her lovely appearance made it impossible to imagine that she was a werewolf.

Before, she wandered around Hogwarts Castle for a while, but she did n’t know many people. It was the first time I saw Harry!

After all, this crazy girl is often snoring and has much more strength than ordinary people. There are many boys who have been bullied by her, but no one has ever seen anyone willing to be her friend.

Just as Harry rolled his eyes and was about to faint, his sister Lena spoke.

"Mr. McLean said, we can't eat any more."

Lena is still the same as in the past. When she needs it, her acting skills are very good, but her nature is always this unsmiling look.

Lainie heard the words and couldn't help pouting her lips. "Okay, alright! Lainie understands ..."

She said this with her mouth, but she was still humming annoyingly, and seemed to feel uncomfortable. She lifted her right foot and stomped.

"Oh!"

Harry couldn't take it anymore, and finally bowed his waist and fainted in the flowers.

"Hmm--is that faint?" Leni squatted down, poked Harry's cheek with her forefinger, and then snorted softly, "So boring!"

"Take it away."

Outside the flowers, sister Lena said softly.

"OK!"

Renee jumped unwillingly from Harry's stomach, then reached out and grabbed Harry's collar, and lifted him straight out of the flowers.

On the street outside the flowers, her sister Lena was riding on an old-fashioned bicycle. Her hot short jeans highlighted her legs, and she stepped on the road. She seemed to be so tall. Minute.

Seeing her sister jumping out of the grass with Harry, Lena beckoned calmly and motioned for her to return to the back seat.

Leni nodded, and her mood seemed to be getting better again, as if anything bad would not make her depressed for more than three minutes, and hurriedly ran towards her sister.

Poor Harry was like a rag doll, and she was thrown in her hands, and it was miserable.

Leni came to the bicycle, then leapt to the bicycle's backseat stand. Lena just stepped on the ground with one foot, but she remained motionless with Leni's jump.

"set off--"

In Lainie's shouting, Lena pushed the pedal hard, and with another harsher creak, the bicycle staggered forward.

Just looking at this momentum, people can't help but worry that the bicycle will be overwhelmed and may fall apart at any time.

But when Lena stepped on for a distance, she saw that she stretched out her finger to dial the car bell, accompanied by a crisp ringing of the bell, and the car and the person were blurred for a while, then suddenly vacated and went there. The sky flew away.

"Squeak--"

The window above the flowers was reopened again, and Uncle Harry's Uncle Vernon stretched out his fat face and looked at everything outside the window doubtfully, but found nothing.

"Damn, who is doing the tricks? If I get caught ..."

...

"Jingle Bell--"

In a familiar ringing of the car, the squeaky, rattling sound re-emerged outside the burrow. Before long, Lena clenched the brake lever and parked the bicycle firmly in front of the gate.

"Here it is!"

Leni popped out of the car with a squeak, and slammed Harry back to the gate of the burrow, knocking on the door with a squeak.

"Come back! Come back! Lenny is back!"

The two sisters have been living in Weasley's home this summer. The empty rooms here are plentiful. Although they are smaller, they don't care.

However, Mrs. Weasley's unusually turbulent temperament was a bit unbearable, and she cried that there was another master in the family who was more troublesome than the twin brothers.

However, it can be seen that Mrs. Weasley, who has always liked children, does not really hate this messy family atmosphere.

"Oh ... come in, hurry in! Hurry up and wash your hands!" Mrs. Weasley yanked the door open, and then murmured, "Today we must have dinner earlier, and we should go to Ji soon Dro Lockhart's personal audiovisual show ... "

Talking about ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ she suddenly saw Harry in the hands of Leiniti.

"Oh! Merlin's chin!" Mrs. Weasley said in surprise. "Isn't this Harry? What's wrong with him ..."

Renee simply thrust Harry into Mrs. Weasley's arms.

"Lenny accidentally stepped on Mr. Potter's belly, but who knew that Mr. Potter fainted without stepping on it ..." said with a smile while walking inside.

"Lay-Ni-!" Mrs. Weasley took Harry in a faint, took a deep breath, and then yelled again, and started the usual roaring instruction.

Lena quietly parked her bicycle at the root of the wall, and then walked towards the gate in a hurry.

"……mom."

In Lena's impression, maybe her and Leni's mother should be like this, right?