abnormal hogwarts

Chapter 141 Stop howling, nmsl

Early the next morning, an identical letter appeared again at the Dursley's house.

Harry also didn't have time to read the contents of the letter, which was burned by Vernon.

On the third day, more and more letters came in, and Vernon tore them into pieces as soon as he received them.

Vernon nailed the mailbox at home and said in a lighthearted tone: "That way we won't get any more letters."

As a result, on the fourth day, more letters were stuffed through the cracks in the house, such as under the door.

Harry watched with some amusement as Vernon hurriedly sealed all the cracks in the house. This was the first time he had seen his uncle show such an expression.

……

On Sunday, Vernon and his wife and children were enjoying their first priority afternoon tea.

Harry was like a little waiter, albeit a forced one, waiting with a tray of refreshments.

"Good day, Sunday! The best day of the week!" Vernon turned to look at Dudley, "Do you know why? Dudley?"

How could a fat guy with a simple mind and well-developed limbs be able to answer this question?

"Because there's no postman on Sunday?"

Vernon, for the rare moment, was not angry at Harry: "That's right! Harry, there's no postman on Sundays, haha!"

"No damn letters today! Not even one! None!"

Poor Vernon was almost driven crazy by the Hogwarts acceptance letter.

Harry walked to the window and opened the curtains that blocked his view. Outside, dozens of owls were hovering over the Dursleys.

Owls carrying letters stood everywhere on the roofs and in the gardens.

Everyone was staring in his direction, as if they would explode in the next second.

Vernon was interrupted by a letter flying from the fireplace.

The whole house was shaking.

The next second, hundreds of envelopes flew out of the fireplace and flew all over the house.

Harry felt happy as he looked at the misfortune of the Dursley family in front of him.

Harry grabbed one of the letters floating in the air and wanted to run away.

As a result, Vernon caught him.

Vernon, who really couldn't stand these annoying letters, shouted loudly: "Let's go! Let's move away! Move far away! Let them not find us!"

……

An island isolated offshore, if a pile of rocks can be called an island.

Heavy rain fell from the sky crazily, and the black clouds seemed to collapse the sky.

Stormy waves crashed against the rock pile where Vernon's family stood.

Thunder rumbled, and from time to time a few blue arcs of light flashed through the dark clouds.

In a dilapidated stone house on an isolated island, Harry, who was still asleep, was drawing on the sand. He was drawing a birthday cake for himself.

Today is July 7st, his birthday.

The wooden door of the small shabby house was blown to pieces.

A huge shadow blocked the thunder from the sky that came through the door.

The three members of the Dursley family were startled awake by this sudden attack.

Vernon held up an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun and looked at the ferocious, demon-like giant at the door in horror.

"Hagrid, Jean, you're blocking me."

"Oh, sorry, Ivo, I can't wait to meet little Harry."

A smaller figure entered the room from behind the giant.

The shattered wooden door seemed to be traveling backwards in time and space. The splintered wooden blocks returned to the shape of the wooden door as they flew upside down, blocking the violent storm coming in from outside the house.

"I want you to leave immediately! Sir! You are breaking into a private house!"

Albert opened his snake eyes, and in the darkness, a bright yellow light was clearly visible. The Dursleys stood there in horror, not daring to take a breath.

Hagrid ignored them and walked straight towards Dudley.

"Hey! Harry! You were just a baby when I last saw you. It seems like you're doing well and you're a lot bigger than I thought." Hagrid patted his belly, "Especially this piece."

Albert patted Hagrid's hand. With his height, he could only pat the hand of the [-]-meter-tall hybrid giant.

He pointed at the skinny boy wearing ill-fitting pajamas hiding in the corner and said, "Hagrid, that's Harry."

Realizing that he had mistakenly recognized the person, Hagrid felt a little embarrassed and took out a crudely wrapped gift box, "Oh, I'm sorry, Harry, I have something to give you."

Harry took the box and when he opened it, he found a large, ugly cake inside. The pink cake had a few crooked words painted on it with green cream, "Happy birthday to Harry."

Albert also took out a gift box from the space bag in his arms, but it was more exquisite. "Well, although there is already a birthday cake, I still want to give this to you."

"thank you all."

This was Harry's first birthday gift in his life. He was very touched. He had never had a decent birthday before.

Living at his aunt's house, there was no such thing as a birthday for him.

Harry had many things to say, but he was stuck in his heart and couldn't say them out. In the end, his thousands of words turned into just one sentence: "Who are you?"

"Hello, Harry, my name is Albert, and this is Rubeus Hagrid."

"What's the matter with all this?"

"You are a wizard," Albert handed Harry the letter whose contents he had not yet read, and said gently: "Magic only blooms in a few souls, and you and I are the ones who the minority."

"I don't understand, sir."

When she heard the word magic, Harry's aunt suddenly plucked up her courage.

She stood between Harry and Albert, "I'm telling you, Harry will never go to your crappy magic school! Absolutely not!"

Albert raised his hand and struck a stun spell. Under the impact of the spell, Penny was instantly knocked out and fell against the wall.

It looked to Dudley and Vernon as if Albert had killed her.

Dudley howled like a slaughtered pig: "No! Mom! Mom!"

"Stop howling, your mother is dead."

Believing it was true, Dudley howled louder.

Albert silenced Dudley directly.

"boom!"

Sparks burst from the muzzle of the old-fashioned shotgun, and the bullet cut through the air, making a sharp explosion and hitting Albert on one cheek.

At some point a large snake scale appeared on Albert's face, blocking the bullet.

Under the weak illumination of the dim butter lamp, he looked like a terrifying half-human, half-snake monster, staring straight at the prey in front of him.

"Are you starting a fight, Mr. Dursley?"

While Albert was speaking, Vernon was horrified to see a long snake spitting out of the monster's mouth.

He no longer had the courage to stand, so his legs weakened and he knelt down.

The little fat guy Dudley next to him couldn't stand the stimulation, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Albert turned his head and looked at Harry: "Am I scary? Why are they so scared?"

Harry hid his body behind Hagrid without leaving any trace. If Albert hadn't just given him a gift and classified him into his own camp, he would probably have fainted from shock.