Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 33 The New Room

"By the way..."

Charlie paused, as if thinking of something.

He rubbed his ring lightly with his fingers.

The red gemstone on the ring flickered, and then a delicately packaged gift box was sent into his hands.

"It's going to be Harry's birthday soon...I don't think I'll be able to make it on time to celebrate his birthday."

Charlie said softly, stood up slowly, and placed the exquisite gift box in front of the wardrobe.

"Can you help me bring this to him? By the way, tell him, Charlie Black, wish him a happy birthday..."

"........."

There was no voice in the closet to answer him, as if Dobby who was hiding in it had already left.

But Charlie didn't care so much. When everything was finished, he yawned to himself, then turned his head away, and walked back to his bed unhurriedly, as if nothing had happened just now generally.

"I'm so sleepy...sleep, good night!"

In the closet, Dobby, who was curled up together, wiped away the teardrops lingering in his eyes... He listened to Charlie's voice outside the closet.

When the last "good night" fell, there was a crisp finger snap, and immediately after, the whole room returned to darkness.

"Mr. Harry Potter..."

Dobby muttered to himself, seemingly lost in some kind of thought.

I don't know how long it took, Charlie's breathing gradually became steady, and it sounded like he had fallen into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until this time that Dobby finally carefully opened the door of the closet with a gap, and observed the dark room outside through the gap.

He lowered his head, looked at the beautifully wrapped gift box in front of the closet, stretched out his hands, as if holding the most precious thing in the world, and solemnly picked it up from the ground.

Gently peeling off the creamy yellow silk ribbon used to bind the gift box, he saw a sticky note stuck on it from the big bow tied tightly by the ribbon.

Nothing else was written on the note, except for a string of addresses: No. [-], Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

Dobby took off the note, and then carefully stuffed the gift box into the pillowcase wrapped around him, holding the note for a while without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, the light flashed from the closet.

In the morning, Charlie opened his eyes from his sleep.

The first time he woke up, he turned his head and looked towards the wardrobe door like a child who was expecting gifts from Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.

It's just that Santa Claus will deliver gifts, but the gift box he originally put there has disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Charlie showed a smile.

Then he got up from the bed, straightened out the crumpled clothes, put them on, and walked out of the room.

Everything is no different from before.

...........................

This moment is also the same time...

After a good night's sleep, Harry put his eyes on and couldn't help stretching, showing a comfortable smile.

It was the second day after he had been moved out of the cupboard and into his new room.

Although the so-called new room was just Dudley's original room, but for Harry, he was content at the moment.

After all, it is a great blessing not to have to sleep in that cramped place anymore, what more could he ask for...

And everything, the cause of everything starts with the piece of chocolate the night before...

Harry, who thought the prank was successful, went to bed early, but actually didn't sleep for too long
Because soon, his furious uncle Dursley kicked open the small door of the cupboard like a raging hippopotamus, and then pulled Harry out of it while Harry was in a daze .

Believe me, that was the first time Harry knew that people could blush like that.

I saw that Dursley's fat face was faintly like a boiling kettle.

His temples were throbbing, and the blue veins that were originally hidden under the fat also sprouted from his forehead, forming a hideous "well" character.

There was a fire in those pitiful little eyes that seemed capable of burning Harry to pieces.

Almost at the moment of being lifted out, Harry, who was still a little confused, was startled by such a terrifying face, and immediately wiped out his original drowsiness.

"Harry...Potter!!!!"

Dursley snarled in his face, spraying his saliva all over Harry's face.

Harry's heart sank to the bottom.

"It's over, it was discovered."

This was his first thought.

But even so, Harry Potter, who knew the rules well, still had the courage to curl up his body subconsciously, and then asked carefully.

"What happened, Uncle?"

"What happened..." Dursley repeated his words through gritted teeth, and without waiting for him to react, those thick arms grabbed his collar.

Just like that "thump thump" dragged him all the way upstairs.

"Pfft!"

Harry was thrown to the ground, he couldn't help but grinned and rubbed his sore buttocks, then raised his head, and subconsciously looked at what was going on in front of him.

Only then did he notice that he had been dragged into Dudley's room in one breath.

In front of him, Dudley was curled up on his bed, covering his face with his hands and weeping bitterly. From time to time, his body trembled unconsciously, looking very pitiful.

However, Harry almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw this scene, because he noticed that in the gap between Dudley's chubby hands, there was clearly a strange pig's face.

Unfortunately, soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.Because Harry noticed that his aunt was also sitting slumped on the stool in Dudley's room at the moment, her face was pale, and she was leaning against the back of the stool whimpering.

Seeing Harry being dragged over by Dursley, his eyes suddenly became resentful, and his expression was ferocious, exactly like her husband's.

"Look! Who's coming! You dirty little bastard!"

It seemed that due to her weakness, her voice was not as full of energy as before.But the hatred and enmity in it was several times higher than before, making the goosebumps on Harry's arms pop out unconsciously.

"Your uncle and I adopted you, let you live until now! Let you have clothes to wear, and you can go to school! You don't have to compete with those unwanted little mud balls in the orphanage for food...

Even... I even want to treat you like our own son! !

But what about you?What have you done! ?You dirty bastard!A monster without any humanity!Sad bastard! "

(End of this chapter)