Recently, everyone feels that the air around them has become a lot duller. The sun is shining brightly every day, but when it shines on people, it makes people want to hide in the shade of a tree.
Most of the large, square houses on Privet Drive were shrouded in a drowsy silence.
Cars that were usually bright and shiny were now parked in the driveway with dust; the once lush grass had a tendency to dry out and turn yellow.
When walking on the street, there is a rare gust of wind blowing quietly, followed by a warm breath - it seems that everything around us is silently reminding everyone that summer has arrived.
Due to the recent drought, watering hoses have long been banned. But for the residents of Privet Drive, their daily pastimes are car cleaning and lawn mowing.
Now, unable to do either of those things, they retreated into their shady house, opening the windows wide and hoping to get a cool breeze that didn't exist.
Only one person remained outside in this breathless weather. This is a teenage boy, who is lying flat in the flower bed outside No. 4 Privet Drive.
He is a thin boy with black hair, wearing glasses, and looks a little frail.
Probably because he grew up so quickly in such a short period of time! The jeans he was wearing were torn and dirty, the T-shirt was baggy and faded, and the soles and uppers of his sneakers were separated.
But on his forehead, there was a very distinctive lightning-shaped scar, which destined him to be extraordinary in his life.
His name is Harry Potter.
Mr. Potter's appearance certainly did not please his neighbors. They believe that shabbiness and slovenliness should be punished by law.
However, during this period of time, he was either hiding in his room or lying behind the big bush of hydrangeas, so that no one could see him.
In fact, he might still be seen if his Uncle Vernon or his Aunt Petunia stuck their heads out of the living room window and looked directly into the flower beds below.
On the whole, Mr. Potter thought it was a good thing that he could think of hiding here—it would have been anything but comfortable lying on the hot, hard earth.
On the other hand, no one here would stare at him so hard and grit his teeth so hard that he couldn't hear what the news was talking about, and no one would ask him a barrage of interesting questions. question.
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. Porter has not been happy since he was a child. But where else could he go but here? Especially after his parents were brutally murdered when he was a child.
"… Fish and Chips! Fish and Chips! The culinary treasure of England! Fish and chips in fish! Fish and chips in fish! Two for the price of one! Fish and Chips ! French fries and fried fish! Fried fish and chips..."
Inside the window, a disturbing advertising jingle was playing. This advertisement has become very popular recently. Whether it is on the street or on TV, it will pop up from time to time to disgust you. It is simply unbearable on this hot afternoon.
"...Besides fish and chips, can I have something else to eat..." Harry was lying in the grass, his head resting on his arms, his eyelids half drooped, as if he was about to fall asleep soon.
But at this moment, there was a sudden crunching sound on this street, which was deserted due to the hot weather.
"...Oh! Damn it! That sound makes my blood pressure rise!"
Harry's uncle Vernon Dursley complained faintly in the room, and then Harry heard the window slam shut.
At this moment, the conversation between two people suddenly sounded outside the flowers.
"... Stop, stop! Leni smells it! Sister, stop!"
"oh."
Then, with a more harsh and sharp creaking sound, Harry immediately heard someone walking towards him.
"Ha! Leni found out!"
Harry was about to get up and take a look, but he never expected that as soon as he raised his head, he felt a darkness above his head. The next second, Harry's stomach suffered tons of damage.
"ah!!!"
Just now, he only felt drowsy because of the dull and hot air; but now, he felt that his eyes were going dark, and he was almost about to faint.
"Get off... come down quickly..."
Harry raised his right hand, weakly patted an ankle that was still on his stomach, and said weakly.
"Huh? Humans are so fragile... Oh my! Harry Potter is so famous, I thought he must be smooth and tender! He's so skinny and doesn't look good!"
The person standing on Harry's belly talking at this moment was the werewolf girl Leni who was abducted by Maka. She was wearing a thin short-sleeved dress, and her exposed arms and ankles were slender and white. Coupled with her cute appearance, it was impossible to imagine that she was a werewolf.
She had been running around in Hogwarts Castle for a while before, but she didn't know many people. This was the first time she met Harry!
After all, this crazy girl always makes noises and is much stronger than ordinary people. She has been bullied by many boys, but she has never seen anyone willing to be friends with her.
Just when Harry rolled his eyes and was about to faint, his sister Lena spoke.
"Mr. MacLean said we can't eat people anymore."
Lena is still the same as before, her acting skills are very good when necessary, but her true nature is always this serious one.
When Leni heard this, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and said, "Okay, okay! Leni understands..."
She said this, but she still made a fuss angrily, as if she felt it was not enough, so she raised her right foot and stamped it down.
"Ouch!"
Harry couldn't bear the pain, and finally hunched over and fainted among the flowers.
"Eh-are you dizzy like this?" Leni squatted down, poked Harry's cheek with her index finger, and then snorted dissatisfiedly, "It's so boring!"
"Take it away."
Outside the flowers, my sister Lena said softly.
"OK!"
Leni reluctantly jumped off Harry's belly, then reached out and grabbed Harry's collar, and directly lifted him out of the flowers.
On the street outside the flowers, her sister Lena was riding an old-fashioned bicycle. The hot short jeans highlighted her legs. With one foot on the road, it seemed that even she was so tall. point.
Seeing her sister popping out of the grass with Harry, Lena calmly waved to her sister to get back into the back seat.
Leni nodded, her mood seemed to be getting better again, as if any bad thing would not make her depressed for more than three minutes, she jumped and ran towards her sister.
Poor Harry was like a rag doll, being tossed around in her hands, so miserable.
Leni came to the side of the bicycle, and then stood on the rear seat stand of the bicycle with a slight jump. Lena just stepped on the ground with one foot, but did not move at all under Leni's jump.
"Set off-"
Amid Leni's excited shouting, Lena stepped on the pedal hard, and with another harsher crunching sound, the bicycle staggered forward.
Just looking at the momentum, one can't help but worry that the bicycle will be overwhelmed and may fall apart at any time.
But when Lena continued to pedal for a while, she stretched out her finger to dial the bell. With a crisp sound of the bell, even the car and the people were blurred, and then suddenly it rose into the air and headed there. The sky flew far away.
"Squeak-"
The window above the flowers was reopened. Harry's Uncle Vernon stretched out his fat face and looked at everything outside the window doubtfully, but found nothing.
"Damn it, who is causing trouble? If I get caught..."
…
"Jingle Bell-"
Amidst the familiar ringing of the bicycle bell, the harsh crunching sound resounded outside the Burrow. Not long after, Lena tightened her grip on the brake handle and parked the bicycle steadily in front of the gate.
"It's here, it's here!"
Leni jumped out of the car with a "boom", carried Harry and skipped to the door of the Burrow, and knocked on the door "dong dong dong".
"Back! Back! Leni is back!"
The two sisters have been living at the Weasley family this summer. There are plenty of empty rooms here, although they are a little small, but they don't care about this.
However, Leni's unusually noisy temper made Mrs. Weasley a little unbearable, and she said 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 hate this messy family atmosphere.
"Oh... come in, come in quickly! Wash your hands quickly!" Mrs. Weasley opened the door suddenly, and then said naggingly, "Our dinner time must be earlier today. We should go to Gide in a while." Mr. Lockhart’s personal audio-visual show..."
As she was talking, she suddenly saw Harry being held in Leni's hand.
"Oh! Merlin's chin!" Mrs. Weasley said in surprise, "Isn't this Harry? What happened to him..."
Leni simply pushed Harry into Mrs. Weasley's arms.
"Leni accidentally stepped on Mr. Potter's belly, but who knew that Mr. Potter fainted without stepping on it..." she said with a smile as she walked inside.
"Le-nee!" Mrs. Weasley hugged the fainting Harry, took a deep breath, then shouted, and started her usual roaring lecture.
Lena quietly parked her bicycle against the wall, then walked slowly towards the door.
"… Mother."
In Lena's impression, maybe her and Leni's mother should be like this, right