Chapter 399 Privet Drive Incident
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
"Yeah," said Harry, "that's him, Dudley."
"Oh! Dudley, how was your holiday?" Mr. Weasley asked kindly.
Obviously, Dudley did not receive his signal of kindness, but instead looked even more frightened, holding his butt tightly with his hands and letting out an unconscious whimper.
Mr. Weasley didn't know what he had experienced at the hands of Hagrid. He subconsciously thought that there might be something wrong with his brain, and then gave the Dursleys a sympathetic look.
At this time, Fred and George also dragged Harry's suitcase into the living room, and saw Dudley cowering behind his father, while showing a tacit smile.
Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, getting along with Muggles this time was not pleasant, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.
"Ah, well," he said to the twins and Harry, "we'd better get moving."
He rolled up the sleeves of his robes and drew his wand.
The Dursleys seemed to have been shocked by something, and they all retreated to the wall, with panic written on their faces.
"Blazing flames!"
Mr. Weasley, unaware of their reactions, tapped his wand on the large hole he had just blasted in the wall, igniting a flame.
The fire was burning brightly, so he took out the bag of floo powder from his pocket and threw a handful into the flames.
In the blink of an eye, the orange-red flame turned into emerald green.
"Fred, George, you two take your luggage and go first." He turned around and ordered.
"Let's go now," Fred, with George's help, lifted the box and took two steps towards the fireplace, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, crap - wait a minute -"
A bag of candy slipped out of Fred's pocket, and the candy inside rolled everywhere - the famous Fat Tongue Toffee, produced by Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.
He winked at Glenn without showing any trace, then hurriedly squatted down, pretending to be in a hurry, picked up the candy, and stuffed it back into his pocket.
Obviously, he did not clean up all the candies, but deliberately missed some, and one of them was swept to Dudley's feet.
After completing all this, he waved to the Dursleys with satisfaction, took a few steps forward, walked straight into the flames, and said: "The Burrow!"
Aunt Petunia gasped and watched Fred disappear.
Next, George, who held the box and entered the flames together, also returned to the Burrow with a "whoosh" sound.
Dudley's attention was not at all on the two disappearing people, because he had already seen the toffee that fell in front of him.
For a fat man who had almost never controlled his diet, the period of dieting and weight loss had made him miserable.At this moment, what could be more tempting than a soft and sticky toffee?
He swallowed uncontrollably, leaned down with difficulty, and picked up the nearest toffee.His movements were slow, as if he was trying not to attract anyone else's attention.
Although it was not easy for him to do this given his size, in fact, he basically accomplished this goal.
Mr. Weasley was still struggling with the matter of "saying goodbye" to the Dursleys, and Vernon Dursley was annoyed that the weirdo who had just blown up half of his wall actually wanted to teach him to respect people——
Therefore, no one except Glenn noticed what happened to Dudley.
After hearing a reluctant "Okay, bye," Harry stepped into the fire.
At the same time, under the temptation of calories, Dudley put aside his fear, carefully peeled off the colorful outer candy wrapper, and stuffed the candy into his mouth at lightning speed.
Immediately after—
There was a panicked sound of retching, and he knelt beside the coffee table. His sticky tongue expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it expanded to more than a foot long in an instant.
Petunia Dursley screamed loudly and lunged at Dudley, grabbing his still swelling tongue and trying desperately to pull it out of his mouth.
Dudley screamed loudly, and his huge tongue obviously prevented him from expressing his wishes. He could only struggle hard, trying to get rid of her.
Vernon Dursley couldn't get over it, so he could only get angry and furious.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!" Mr. Weasley shouted, raising his wand to try to help.
Obviously, the Dursleys did not understand and accept his good intentions, but instead thought that he wanted to further harm their precious son.
Amidst Mr. Weasley's intermittent helpless explanations, the scene became increasingly chaotic.
Vernon Dursley seemed to transform into a bombardier for a moment, grabbing all the decorations around him that could be used as weapons and throwing them at him.
For a wizard, it is almost impossible for a physical attack of this level to harm him in a head-on battle.Mr. Weasley dodged left and right, sometimes using magic spells to blow the oncoming large hidden weapons into pieces.
But in order to prevent the two children from being affected, he had no choice but to greet loudly: "Harry, Glenn! You two go first, I will handle this matter!"
Harry originally wanted to stay and watch the excitement, but he was almost accidentally injured by a roaring decoration. Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, he had no choice but to obey the arrangements and got into the fire that had turned green. to leave.
At this time, Dudley's big purple tongue had nearly doubled in size, and coupled with Petunia Dursley's mindless tug-of-war behavior, he could hardly breathe and even started to roll his eyes.
Although Mr. Weasley held the wand in his hand, he could only defend passively and did not dare to directly use offensive spells.
Although Glenn knew that based on Silk's judgment logic, it was impossible for the Office for the Abuse of Magic to determine that he had used magic outside of school in this case, but Mr. Weasley was an employee of the Ministry of Magic after all, and at this time the Order of the Phoenix was He hasn't broken with the Ministry of Magic yet, and he doesn't feel comfortable breaking the law so blatantly in front of him.
After thinking for a while, he quickly came up with an idea.
He did not stay any longer, but followed Harry directly, throwing floo powder into the fire again.
However, before getting into the fireplace and leaving, he quietly raised his hand and pointed at Dudley and the others who were huddled together without leaving any trace, and then left with peace of mind.
Under the influence of the spell he cast without a wand, Petunia Dursley, who had been holding Dudley's tongue tightly, suddenly slipped and fell backwards under the influence of inertia.
Behind her was the coffee table, so the fall naturally caused quite a stir.
Vernon Dursley heard the sound and turned around to see the embarrassed mother and son. He was in a daze for a moment, confused as to whether he should continue to be irritable or help his wife and children.
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"Oh! Dudley, how was your holiday?" Mr. Weasley asked kindly.
Obviously, Dudley did not receive his signal of kindness, but instead looked even more frightened, holding his butt tightly with his hands and letting out an unconscious whimper.
Mr. Weasley didn't know what he had experienced at the hands of Hagrid. He subconsciously thought that there might be something wrong with his brain, and then gave the Dursleys a sympathetic look.
At this time, Fred and George also dragged Harry's suitcase into the living room, and saw Dudley cowering behind his father, while showing a tacit smile.
Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, getting along with Muggles this time was not pleasant, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.
"Ah, well," he said to the twins and Harry, "we'd better get moving."
He rolled up the sleeves of his robes and drew his wand.
The Dursleys seemed to have been shocked by something, and they all retreated to the wall, with panic written on their faces.
"Blazing flames!"
Mr. Weasley, unaware of their reactions, tapped his wand on the large hole he had just blasted in the wall, igniting a flame.
The fire was burning brightly, so he took out the bag of floo powder from his pocket and threw a handful into the flames.
In the blink of an eye, the orange-red flame turned into emerald green.
"Fred, George, you two take your luggage and go first." He turned around and ordered.
"Let's go now," Fred, with George's help, lifted the box and took two steps towards the fireplace, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, crap - wait a minute -"
A bag of candy slipped out of Fred's pocket, and the candy inside rolled everywhere - the famous Fat Tongue Toffee, produced by Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.
He winked at Glenn without showing any trace, then hurriedly squatted down, pretending to be in a hurry, picked up the candy, and stuffed it back into his pocket.
Obviously, he did not clean up all the candies, but deliberately missed some, and one of them was swept to Dudley's feet.
After completing all this, he waved to the Dursleys with satisfaction, took a few steps forward, walked straight into the flames, and said: "The Burrow!"
Aunt Petunia gasped and watched Fred disappear.
Next, George, who held the box and entered the flames together, also returned to the Burrow with a "whoosh" sound.
Dudley's attention was not at all on the two disappearing people, because he had already seen the toffee that fell in front of him.
For a fat man who had almost never controlled his diet, the period of dieting and weight loss had made him miserable.At this moment, what could be more tempting than a soft and sticky toffee?
He swallowed uncontrollably, leaned down with difficulty, and picked up the nearest toffee.His movements were slow, as if he was trying not to attract anyone else's attention.
Although it was not easy for him to do this given his size, in fact, he basically accomplished this goal.
Mr. Weasley was still struggling with the matter of "saying goodbye" to the Dursleys, and Vernon Dursley was annoyed that the weirdo who had just blown up half of his wall actually wanted to teach him to respect people——
Therefore, no one except Glenn noticed what happened to Dudley.
After hearing a reluctant "Okay, bye," Harry stepped into the fire.
At the same time, under the temptation of calories, Dudley put aside his fear, carefully peeled off the colorful outer candy wrapper, and stuffed the candy into his mouth at lightning speed.
Immediately after—
There was a panicked sound of retching, and he knelt beside the coffee table. His sticky tongue expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it expanded to more than a foot long in an instant.
Petunia Dursley screamed loudly and lunged at Dudley, grabbing his still swelling tongue and trying desperately to pull it out of his mouth.
Dudley screamed loudly, and his huge tongue obviously prevented him from expressing his wishes. He could only struggle hard, trying to get rid of her.
Vernon Dursley couldn't get over it, so he could only get angry and furious.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!" Mr. Weasley shouted, raising his wand to try to help.
Obviously, the Dursleys did not understand and accept his good intentions, but instead thought that he wanted to further harm their precious son.
Amidst Mr. Weasley's intermittent helpless explanations, the scene became increasingly chaotic.
Vernon Dursley seemed to transform into a bombardier for a moment, grabbing all the decorations around him that could be used as weapons and throwing them at him.
For a wizard, it is almost impossible for a physical attack of this level to harm him in a head-on battle.Mr. Weasley dodged left and right, sometimes using magic spells to blow the oncoming large hidden weapons into pieces.
But in order to prevent the two children from being affected, he had no choice but to greet loudly: "Harry, Glenn! You two go first, I will handle this matter!"
Harry originally wanted to stay and watch the excitement, but he was almost accidentally injured by a roaring decoration. Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, he had no choice but to obey the arrangements and got into the fire that had turned green. to leave.
At this time, Dudley's big purple tongue had nearly doubled in size, and coupled with Petunia Dursley's mindless tug-of-war behavior, he could hardly breathe and even started to roll his eyes.
Although Mr. Weasley held the wand in his hand, he could only defend passively and did not dare to directly use offensive spells.
Although Glenn knew that based on Silk's judgment logic, it was impossible for the Office for the Abuse of Magic to determine that he had used magic outside of school in this case, but Mr. Weasley was an employee of the Ministry of Magic after all, and at this time the Order of the Phoenix was He hasn't broken with the Ministry of Magic yet, and he doesn't feel comfortable breaking the law so blatantly in front of him.
After thinking for a while, he quickly came up with an idea.
He did not stay any longer, but followed Harry directly, throwing floo powder into the fire again.
However, before getting into the fireplace and leaving, he quietly raised his hand and pointed at Dudley and the others who were huddled together without leaving any trace, and then left with peace of mind.
Under the influence of the spell he cast without a wand, Petunia Dursley, who had been holding Dudley's tongue tightly, suddenly slipped and fell backwards under the influence of inertia.
Behind her was the coffee table, so the fall naturally caused quite a stir.
Vernon Dursley heard the sound and turned around to see the embarrassed mother and son. He was in a daze for a moment, confused as to whether he should continue to be irritable or help his wife and children.
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