harleyscars Chapter 256 The Shocking Change of the Dursley Family
Chapter 256 The Shocking Change of the Dursley Family
Chapter 256 The Shocking Change of the Dursley Family
Everyone is on their way home, and our five warriors are no exception. There must be final training during the holidays, but it is still necessary to go home and reunite with parents.
But to Harry's regret, he had to go back to the Dursleys' house, which was what Dumbledore asked him to do, and he had to spend a rough July at the Dursleys' house, at least for a month. month, which was the lowest deadline given by Dumbledore.
Those who knew the truth kept silent, which made Harry confused and even more disturbed.
After Sirius paid the Dursleys a generous amount of pounds, Harry actually lived there quite comfortably. As long as he stayed in the house honestly, his uncles and aunts could pretend that there was no one in the house, even Even his luggage and books will not be confiscated, of course, the premise is that Harry is not allowed to make any strange sounds and weird smells.
Harry once thought that in the first month of this critical holiday, he could only keep reading to enrich his mind, and being forced to neglect practice made the burden on his mind even heavier.
But after getting off the train, Lupine patted him on the shoulder and told him not to worry, which gave Harry another glimmer of hope.
Maybe Lupine could come to the Dursleys and teach him to continue his studies?
With such expectations in mind, Harry returned to his uncle's house on Privet Drive full of apprehension, and the scene was still the same as before.
If there is any change, it is probably that his cousin Dudley has gained weight again this year. Dudley's size and weight are now very close to that of a juvenile whale. This is probably the most appropriate description in words. description.
Aunt Petunia's eyes were still red, as if she had cried before, and his cousin Dudley was squeezing himself into the armchair of the sofa angrily. I wonder if he will bring the chair with him when he gets up later.
If it was the same as before, Harry would most likely pretend that he didn't know anything, didn't ask anything, didn't participate in anything, and he would go back to the house honestly, one thing more than one thing less.
But after feeling the oppressive atmosphere in the living room, Harry planned to do something. After all, after listening to Ron's analysis of his uncle and aunt last year, although it was still difficult for him to thank them, the disgust in his heart How much is a little less.
"Uncle Vernon."
Harry's opening made Vernon, who was changing shoes, pause for a moment. He raised his head suspiciously, stared at Harry with his small eyes, and seemed to be speaking with his eyes: What the hell are you trying to do, kid?
"I uh. What's the matter?"
Harry pointed cautiously at Dudley, who was abusing the channel change button on the remote with his back turned to them.
"None of your business, boy."
Uncle Vernon closed the door of the shoe cabinet heavily, "It's not a fair treatment!"
When he spoke loudly, Dudley suddenly turned his head, and looked at his father with hopeful eyes.
But the gaze from Dudley made Uncle Vernon stunned again, and he turned his head to look at the refrigerator in the kitchen with some difficulty.
"Just as I said yesterday, Dudley!"
"You have to do it!"
Almost gritted his teeth, Uncle Vernon was heartbroken but had to steel himself to speak, Harry came back two days late this time due to exams and selections and other reasons, and Dudley brought him home two days ago. Transcripts, but that doesn't matter, what matters!
Along with the report card comes a 'crap recipe', a comment from the school nurse and a reminder that there are no more pants for Dudlin in the school's clothing store
This news hit Uncle Vernon's heart like a crit. He could use "I don't want my son to become a sissy nerd" to prevaricate about academic matters, but the nurse's words about extreme obesity All kinds of threats made him have to pay attention to it. Compared with letting his son eat well, he was more inclined to keep his son alive than to put his life in danger due to various diseases caused by being too fat.
What's more, if the school can't find suitable trousers for Dudley to wear, then Dudley will lose face in school, and what kind of harm will it do to his young heart!
After two days of making a fuss about overturning the house, the hard-hearted Uncle Vernon made a decision at the dining table. He personally pasted the "junk recipe" for weight loss on the refrigerator door, and said He personally wiped out Dudley's favorite soda drinks, cakes, and chocolate candies, leaving nothing left.
This was the great change in the Dursleys' house these days, but Harry missed it perfectly, but when he stopped curiously at the door of the refrigerator, he only needed one glance to understand what kind of change had occurred.
"Dudley is losing weight?"
Harry opened his mouth wide, speaking in disbelief, his jaw nearly dislocated in shock.
"Hmph~" Uncle Vernon snorted a syllable, "That's right!" He said angrily with a black face, which made the last hope on Dudley's face dim, and quickly turned into despair.
"This" Harry, whose mind was filled with the word 'impossible', couldn't imagine what kind of tragic situation this would be. The words he wanted to say got stuck at this moment. Seeing Harry's tongue-tied surprise, F Uncle Nong straightened his face again.
"Don't be too happy, boy, we will eat these in the future."
"Go back to your room if you have nothing to do, don't leave those messy things everywhere, put them away for me, and close the curtains!"
"Go, go, go." Uncle Vernon waved his hand irritably. He had already eaten the junk food on this recipe, and his growling stomach made him feel extremely bad at the moment.
Harry, who didn't say anything more, took the first step and stepped on the creaking stairs, and then returned to his room. The familiar layout inside hardly moved, but there was no dust, Aunt Petunia's cleanliness was not She was allowed to see a little bit of uncleanness in the house, including Harry's room, which she was reluctant to enter.
He took out his luggage from the space bag and arranged it. Harry threw himself on the bed with his head up. He took out the paper that required the signature of the guardian and stared at it blankly.
"Perhaps it would be better to have Sirius sign it?"
"Forget it, let's try."
It didn't take long for Harry to hear the voice calling him downstairs for dinner. After gathering his mood, Harry returned to the dining room.
As you can see in the recipe, today's dinner doesn't see any oil star, not even fruit with high sugar content, a vegetable salad without sweet and sour sauce that Aunt Petunia will not like is for tonight The staple food, and a few pieces of grapefruit, which can be eaten in two bites, are the fruits that accompany the meal. This dinner without the slightest appetite made Harry frowned.
"Actually, if you want to lose weight, there are other ways."
Harry, who was used to living in Hogwarts with big fish and big meat, refused this kind of dinner from the bottom of his heart. Although it was much better than Professor Sprout's taste of herbs, but now there is no such necessary moment, what to do? Well let yourself suffer this.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Dad, let him talk! What good way is there!"
Dudley stared at Harry with scorching eyes. Dudley, who was also resisting the grass dinner from the bottom of his heart, was like a man in a storm who saw a floating plank. Whatever it was, in order not to drown, Dudley Li is willing to seize any opportunity, even if the wooden board in front is full of sharp rusty nails, it is better than nothing.
"Are you going to use your strange things?"
The wide-eyed Uncle Vernon stared angrily at Harry, as if he wanted to swallow him alive. It was still difficult for him to face everything in the wizarding world with a correct attitude.
"But the potion is very effective, right, Ron used white fresh for you before."
After he blew up Aunt Marge last year, that old bulldog named Lippi had bitten Uncle Vernon so badly that his leg was bleeding, and that didn't look like a minor injury in a drop or two of white. Under the fresh action, they healed instantly, without even leaving any scars. This was the first time they encountered the magic of magic.
Harry's words silenced Uncle Vernon for a moment.
"What are you thinking, boy?"
He stared suspiciously at Harry, who always felt that something was wrong.
Harry pushed the plate in front of him, adding up to enough dinner for three or four mouthfuls would not make Harry wake up hungry with his stomach growling at night.
"At least you have to be a little fleshy. I need to participate in a very important competition next semester, so."
"As long as you don't make those weird noises, and draw the curtains so that the neighbors don't notice anything is wrong!" Uncle Vernon lowered his voice and said through gritted teeth, "I don't care what you do in the room, this is the last The bottom line! The last!"
"Bang!" He slapped the table, causing the plate to jump up violently.
"But the dinner thing has nothing to do with this matter. I just want to eat some normal food, at least so that I can have the strength to go out for a morning run in the morning."
"Morning run?" Uncle Vernon was even more surprised. He looked at Harry seriously, and only then did he realize that the little skinny guy who would have collapsed in the wind had gotten a little bit stronger this year, although he was far from being strong. It's not far away, but it's more or less fleshy.
"How do I know if there is anything wrong with your strange things! In case there is. In case it is poisonous or something."
"Even if it's poisonous, it's better than this, Dad!"
Dudley stood up abruptly, shaking his chin tremblingly, "Are these things for people to eat? They are not for people! Didn't you also say that these are junk foods that even dogs don't eat?" ?”
Dudley, who was already hungry and green-eyed, didn't care about those things, as long as he could eat normal food, even if the portion was a little smaller, it would be much better than these grasses!
"What the hell is that?" Aunt Petunia, who was relatively calm, opened her mouth cautiously holding a corner of the tablecloth. She had a doubtful face and was a little worried about gains and losses. , she still had a little bit of faith.
"A somewhat unpopular potion, magic can make people inflated, but it can't make people fat, but it can make people lose weight, but it has a slight side effect, that is, Dudley needs to exercise hard after drinking the potion , so that the excess fat can be turned into fat and excreted from the body. It was originally invented for witches to lose weight, but because they can’t control the place where they lose weight, it will make... uh.”
Harry stroked his chest, "So this potion is really unpopular, but Dudley shouldn't have too many worries. Drinking it will probably make you lose a third of your weight?"
"It's up to him. If he doesn't move, the potion won't save his fat. Don't you think Dudley is too..."
It was a bit difficult for Harry to find suitable adjectives to describe his cousin who looked like the big devil in front of him. This was not at all the weight that a normal thirteen or fourteen-year-old child should have. If Dudley wasn't tall enough, he would look even more bloated.
"Give it to me!" Dudley stretched out his hand fiercely.
"What?" After seeing Dudley's decisive action, Harry couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "Okay, the effect of the potion will last for about a week, you have to work hard to move, it's useless to lie down and sleep. "
Just after Harry took out the potion from the space bag, Dudley swooped down on the table and grabbed the vial, because he saw his father was about to reach out, and Dudley knew that his father I will not allow myself to drink this kind of 'unknown' thing!
But the 'grass' on the dining table strengthened his heart, even if it was poison, it would be better for him to be reborn early so as not to suffer.
"Dudley! Son! You can't!"
The screaming Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia grabbed Dudley's hand in an instant, but the fleshy fingers clenched tightly, and Dudley managed to use his weight to overcome their strength, and he tried He rolled himself into a ball, bit open the potion bottle, and directly swallowed the potion inside.
The bad smell made Dudley retch uncontrollably, but he covered his mouth for fear of leaking.
"That's all right?" Dudley opened his small eyes with great effort, and stared at Harry very seriously.
"You gotta get moving, any kind of exercise, running, jumping rope, or push-ups or whatever. How about you try boxing? I remember you had a punching bag in the bedroom."
Completely ignoring the vegetable salad stains on his body, Dudley rushed up to the second floor with a wild boar dash in an instant. His heavy footsteps made the floor tremble. It would be as if he crushed it.
"Boy!"
"Do you know what you are doing?!!"
"What the hell did you give Dudley to drink! What the hell did you do to him? How could he. How could he."
Uncle Vernon, whose face was purple with anger, widened his eyes and moved closer to Harry, while beside him, Aunt Petunia hurried upstairs, and there was a sound of knocking on the door for Dudley to open from the second floor.
"It will be fine. This is the potion I brewed myself. Although I just made it on a whim, the effect will not be a problem. Even if I fail when I make it, I will have diarrhea at most if I drink it."
"you you you you you!!!"
"Boy!" Uncle Vernon was so angry that he could hardly speak. This kind of answer was not what he wanted to hear.
"I have obtained the qualification certificate of a second-level magic pharmacist. This kind of simple medicine will not be a problem."
"What the hell is that?"
"A professional qualification certificate, internationally accepted."
Before Harry could finish his explanation, a knock on the door interrupted their conversation.
Uncle Vernon forcibly held back his anger. He gave Harry a bitter look, packed his clothes, and muttered loudly, "Who will come so late?"
Harry, who watched him leave, felt a little helpless. The relationship between them was already tense, and he was reckless this time, and he really shouldn't be like this.
After staring blankly at the dining table for a while, Harry was about to go back to his room and ask Hedwig to send a letter so that his friends could send him some delicious food. I've had enough of the professor's herbal medicine class, and I should eat something good when I come back.
But as soon as he left the dining room, the low-pressure air in the living room outside made it almost impossible to catch his breath.
He looked towards the hallway at the end of the corridor, and there were three figures standing there, the largest of which was Uncle Vernon, but he seemed to be the most conspicuous at this moment, as if his head had been suppressed several times.
"Why are you here?"
Harry opened his mouth in surprise, and then walked quickly towards the door.
"Sirius! And Professor Snape!"
A bright smile appeared on Harry's face, breaking into the atmosphere that was about to freeze among the three of them.
"Sirius, you feel much better now! How are your injuries? Can the therapist let you out?"
"The life of a dog is harder." Snape twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer.
"People who cook shit every day have a much shorter lifespan, and they stink and don't know how to take a bath." Sirius also didn't give Snape a good look.
Seeing that the two were about to start a fight again, Harry hurried forward and inserted between them.
"Can you let them in, Uncle Vernon?"
Harry looked at Uncle Vernon, who didn't dare to move, with a stiff expression and a wooden face, dripping cold sweat.
"Please." He uttered some words between his teeth, and then worked hard to organize a twitching expression that might be a smile on his face.
He tensed his body and moved stiffly, and sat on the sofa in the living room extremely uncomfortable, but he felt awkward no matter how he sat.
"Why did you come to see me? I didn't think of it at all!"
Harry didn't care about the atmosphere, he was already used to the flames of rage and indifference like freezing air when the two met, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.
"To guide you in preparing for the match," Snape said.
"In order to prevent you from being poisoned by Snape." Sirius said at the same time.
Then the eyes of the two collided again, and neither of them accepted the other, and neither bowed their heads.
"Ah this."
Harry sighed helplessly, "Professor Snape will not poison me, he is very good to me, Sirius."
"But I don't worry, the exhalation of this poisonous snake smells like excrement. I'm afraid you will be suffocated to death by him."
"Yeah, a dog's nose is relatively sensitive, and it can smell things that normal people can't smell, but a dog's kiss is smelly, so what is smell?"
The two men who exchanged eye contact once again erupted a more terrifying invisible momentum. The shivering Vernon wanted to move his butt to leave this battlefield that was more terrifying than a meat grinder, but he suddenly found that his body was a little disobedient, and his movements Can't move.
"Don't be like this. I know you are all very good to me, so can you stop like this?"
Harry held the hands of the two of them respectively. Under his pleading, the two of them turned their heads sharply and glanced at him.
As for Uncle Vernon, who was stared at by the two, the desire to urinate surged up at this moment.
Sirius once showed them the majesty of a great nobleman in the magic world, the arrogance of a wealthy party and the majesty brought by that golden mountain, while Snape, who met for the first time, satisfied all the stereotypes of wizards in their minds imagine.
The fusion and collision of the two auras made Vernon, an ordinary person, feel pressured, which was a horror he had never experienced when facing the furious boss.
"Let me introduce, this is my Potions teacher, Hogwarts Potions Professor, Professor Severus Snape, he is a master of Potions, I have been studying with him, although uh... Professor Nepe is a little serious, but in fact he is still very serious."
Harry hesitated, he knew that Snape was good to himself, but the word "good to others" couldn't appear...nor could it appear.
"Anyway, don't be afraid, Professor Snape is a qualified teacher."
"I'm here this time to help Harry prepare for the Triwizard Tournament that will start in September." Snape said coldly, which made Vernon tense up and listen carefully to every word he said, "Because For some reason, Harry needs to live here for at least a month, but in order to prepare for this competition, he can't waste this month, I will come here every day to guide him to study until August."
"What! This! No! But!" Upon hearing that Snape would come to his house every day for a month, Uncle Vernon's heart that was almost frozen to death beat violently at this moment!
How could this kind of wizard who is definitely not a good person allow him to stay in his home for a month!
but--
Snape gave a somewhat puzzled 'hmm'.
"You are very welcome." Uncle Vernon said with a weeping face in a faint voice.
"But could you please?"
"I won't be discovered, and I won't stay at your house." Snape guessed what Vernon was thinking, and added coldly.
"Grateful and grateful." Vernon, who was about to cry, showed an expression Harry had never seen before. It was like constipation, hemorrhoids, abdominal pain, toothache and other illnesses erupting at the same time in an instant. It became distorted, but even so, he still had to be grateful for Dade's nod, he was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would disappear in the next second
"Qi~" Sirius curled his lips, "It is because of people like you that the image of wizards is discredited. Even Muggles can see your essence clearly at a glance. With you like this, I can hand Harry over to you with peace of mind." for you?"
"Snotling! Don't think I don't know anything!"
Sirius bared his teeth and moved closer to Snape, with a strong warning in his eyes, "I will investigate thoroughly! At that time, James and Lily."
The slight rubbing sound of clenched teeth could be clearly heard in this extremely silent space, Snape well concealed the turmoil in his heart, his sadness and remorse were hidden in the deepest part of his eyes.
"Me and your mother. Lily Evans."
Words came out of Snape's parched throat.
"We have known each other since we were very young. Our home is not far away. We both live by the river, near Spider's End Lane."
The past that Snape mentioned at this moment was unknown even to Sirius, and belonged to his secrets, which suddenly made Sirius a little unimaginable.
"You obviously! Snotty! How could you treat Harry?"
"I'm not lying, you stinky black dog!"
Snape stared fiercely at Sirius.
"Me!" he poked himself in the chest, "Severus Snape, I will never, never hurt, the son of my best friend ever!"
"I hate you so much, including your group of cronies!"
Snape's devouring gaze contained an unforgettable hatred and disgust for Sirius. The undisguised hatred did not need to be doubted. Snape could instantly turn it into a biting cold killing intent, but also because In this way, Sirius believed the emotion reflected in Snape's eyes.
"Then that's it."
Snape turned his head to look at Uncle Vernon, "I will come here at seven o'clock every morning for a period of one month. Of course, I don't want to get into any unnecessary troubles."
Seeing Uncle Vernon's stiff nod, Snape got up, left the living room as if floating, and walked out of the room, like a ghost without a soul.
"If there is anything wrong, you can contact me immediately."
Sirius took a mirror out of his arms and handed it to Harry.
"This is a double-sided mirror. I know that Ron has a similar one, but I can't find such an advanced double-sided mirror. This one can only see each other, but it can't make a sound. Once you want to find me, it's right The mirror speaks, it shimmers, and I'm sure I'll know."
"Well, now I will"
"Wait, Sirius." Harry took his arm. "Can I sign this? The Triwizard Tournament requires a disclaimer that it may be dangerous, although they have taken precautions, But it may not be able to completely protect the contestants."
"I know, I know." Sirius was silent for a while.
"Just as I can't stop your father from doing what he wants to do, I won't stop you, Harry."
Sirius stroked Harry's hair, showing a gratified smile, "It's great that you can become a warrior to represent Hogwarts and represent Britain in the competition, I'm proud of you!"
"Bring it! I will go to the game to see you then."
Sirius solemnly signed his name on the parchment. He held Harry's shoulders and looked at him carefully. After a strong hug, he walked towards the door with some difficulty. His injuries were still intact. It's not easy, he shouldn't have come out this time, but he has to come out.
After watching Sirius leave, the noise from the second floor sounded again.
"Dad! Dad! Look!"
Dudley came running down the second floor with a brand new scale, which they'd just bought this morning.
"I lost a whole pound!"
"I'm covered in oil! I'm not sweating!"
"Look at it!"
Looking at the greasy son, Vernon was not in the mood to say anything else at the moment. After reluctantly encouraging Dudley, the preoccupied Vernon lit a cigarette, and walked to the balcony without knowing what he was thinking. .
(End of this chapter)