Ai Wen calmed down and followed his parents into the house.
The first thing he saw was Mr. Vernon Dursley in his frock coat and bow tie, and Dudley, as big as a piglet.
"Good evening!"
"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Mason." Dudley put on a disgustingly contrived smile, "May I hold the clothes for you?"
"Thank you, son!" Alvin's mother pulled out Alvin who was hiding behind her, and introduced to Dudley, "This is our little Alvin, and he will enter Smelting Middle School this year, you In the future, we must take care of him more at school."
"It is my pleasure, ma'am!"
Seeing that Dudley seemed to want to give him a hug, Aiwen hurriedly took half a step back to avoid the other party. He followed his parents into the living room, and while talking politely, he quietly looked around.
For today's gathering, the room had obviously been carefully tidied up.
The kitchen not far away exudes a strong aroma. On the top of the refrigerator is the pudding for today's dinner. On the dining table is a pile of whipped cream cakes, and there are also frosted violets. A large piece of roast meat is sizzling in the oven. rattle.
But these are not what Ivan needs to look for. As described in the book, there is nothing related to Harry Potter in this house. Obviously, the Dursleys don't want outsiders to know their unique nephew.
The corners of Ai Wen's mouth turned up slightly. That poor child should hide quietly in the small room upstairs at this time without making a sound, so as to pretend that he is not at home.
Thinking of this, he felt that he had to do something.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Dursley." Ivan interrupted the boring joke of a Japanese golfer that the other party was telling, "You know, I don't often visit other people's homes, and I am very curious about everything here, if you If you don't mind, I'd like to have Dudley walk around with me before dinner."
"No problem, let Dudley accompany you to his room to see his newly bought game console." It seemed that considering Ivan's age could not understand the jokes he told, Vernon Dursley agreed very readily. He said, "Go and play, children, I will let Petunia go up and call you when it's time for dinner."
Dudley accompanied Ivan out of the living room with some reluctance. According to the plan, he should stay and continue to compliment the Masons with those nasty words, instead of wandering around the house with a child.
In particular, he has to restrain himself to leave a good impression on the other party. This was an extremely difficult task for Dudley.
The two walked up to the second floor. While listening to Dali's introduction of his newly bought game console, Ivan looked curiously at a small room at the end of the corridor. The door was tightly closed.
"What kind of place is there?"
"It's nothing. That's my cousin's room. He's not at home now."
Dudley's expression was a little unnatural, "Let's hurry to my room, I'll show you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a loud knocking sound from the small room. In the next second, before he could stop him, he saw the boy beside him step up and open the door.
Ai Wen opened the door, and with the dim light, he saw a boy similar to himself standing in front of the closet.
The boy was small, with bright green eyes, tousled jet-black hair, and a thin, lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.
Harry Potter had a surprised expression. He had just hidden the house elf Dobby when the door was opened. Unexpectedly, it was not Uncle Vernon who came in, but a boy he had never seen before.
"Good evening, you must be Dudley's cousin, I'm Evan Mason, nice to meet you!"
Ivan stretched out his right hand, full of joy in his heart, finally seeing you, Harry Potter.
"You, hello, my name is Harry Potter, nice to meet you too." Harry hesitated for a moment, reached out his hand and shook Ivan.
If he guessed correctly, the other party should be the kid who came to visit the rich construction business today. Harry was not sure whether he should contact the other party. According to Uncle Vernon's arrangement, he should stay in the room and keep quiet, pretending that he was not there .
Regarding the importance of today's dinner, Harry had been listening to Uncle Vernon for two whole weeks. If this matter was messed up, he couldn't imagine how difficult the days ahead would be for him.
Outside the door, Dudley was urging the boy named Irwin to leave here quickly. Although this feeling was bad, Harry had to admit that this was the only thing he agreed with Dudley during this summer vacation. Especially in the closet next to him, there is a house elf that is not suitable for Muggles to see.
Aiwen didn't seem to hear Dudley's urging, and his attention was completely shifted to the bird cage next to the window, which contained a snow-white owl.
"A pure white owl, this is so cool!" Ivan turned to Harry and asked, "What's its name?"
"Hedwig, it's my pet." Harry quietly closed the cabinet door that was opening.
"I also want a pet like this, but unfortunately my mother is allergic to birds." Ivan turned and continued to look at Hedwig, "Can I feed him?"
"No problem, but I have no food." Harry sighed, Uncle Vernon would not let him let Hedwig out for food. In fact, since this summer vacation, Harry has been saving part of his own dinner to feed the other party.
"What does it eat, I saw in the kitchen downstairs, there are a lot of..."
"Aiwen, mother told us to go down for dinner!" Before Aiwen finished speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by Dudley. He seemed to finally muster up the courage and walked into Harry's room, intending to save Aiwen. go out.
"Well, I guess I can come over after dinner."
Ivan followed Dudley for two steps, seeing that Harry didn't move, he asked a little strangely, "Harry, won't you go with us?"
"I, I won't go, I've already had dinner!"
Harry's stomach felt empty, but he was sure Aunt Petunia would not be happy to see him at the dinner table.
"Let's go, even if you're done eating, you can have some dessert." Ivan stepped forward and grabbed Harry's arm, and continued, "Then we can bring up something together, Hey Dewig, I think it seems hungry broken!"
"You can't do this, he can't go down to eat with us." Dudley hurriedly stopped Ivan.
"Why, isn't he your cousin?"
"That's right, but..." Dudley struggled to find words, and explained to Ai Wen, "He's different from us, he's a freak."
"Freak?!" Ivan frowned. He was also very excited when he saw Harry next to him, and forgot to keep closing the door that kept opening.
The next second, a little green monster jumped out of the closet. It had two big bat-like ears and a pair of protruding green eyes the size of tennis balls.
Dobby the house elf, Ivan immediately guessed who it was, but he didn't expect the house elf to be so ugly.
"In front of Dobby, how dare you insult the great Harry Potter!" Dobby screamed as soon as he jumped out of the closet.
Before everyone could react, it stretched out its right index finger and pointed fiercely at Dudley who was standing aside.
There was a pale green flash, a bang like a firecracker, a scream, and then Dudley was covering his fat ass with both hands, jumping and screaming in pain. When he turned around, Ivan saw a curly pig's tail protruding from the hole in his trousers.
Poor Dudley, after being conjured into a pig's tail by Hagrid last year, he suffered another encounter with consent this year.