Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 34 What Should We Do

Having said that, it seemed that due to the raging anger, she actually supported the chair, stood up unsteadily again, walked in front of Harry, and tapped Harry's chest with her sharp fingertips. , word by word
"You're just like that nasty mother of yours!!! Same disgusting! Same ungrateful! Same... damn!"

Aunt Petunia's knuckles were straight, and she poked him one after another, pushing him from Dudley's room to the corridor.

However, when he heard her last words, Harry, who was still silent at first, raised his head and his pupils shrank together suddenly.He stared straight at the ugly woman in front of him.

Seemingly frightened by Harry's sudden gaze, Petunia's original cursing stagnated, but in the next second, her anger surged up again uncontrollably, even a little bit more violently than before. .

"What!? What do you want!? Want to say something for your damn mother?! It's because of her!! I'm so unlucky! It's because of her! I'm going to take care of you, you little bastard! She deserves it Die!"

"I don't allow you to say that about my mother!!!!!!"

At this moment, Harry, who had been suppressed for so many years, finally broke out. The anger accumulated in his heart was like a dam bursting, completely gushing out at this moment.

On his forehead, the lightning-shaped scar hidden under the messy bangs suddenly shone with light.

"What do you want to do!?"

Behind him, seeing that the situation might be out of control, Dursley didn't talk nonsense, and his thick palms were about to press on Harry's shoulders, just like they did just now, lifting him up again.

But this time, the accident happened suddenly.

The moment his hand touched Harry, an extremely powerful repulsive force suddenly burst out from that point of contact, directly overturning Dursley, who weighed more than 180 kilograms, and drew a high arc in the air , and finally with the sound of "Peng!", fell heavily on the floor.

The whole house seemed to shake three times as Dursley fell, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

All the voices stopped at this moment, even Dudley, who was still sobbing, was pressed the mute button at this moment.While hugging his own blanket, shivering tremblingly at the foot of the bed, he stared wide-eyed, looking at this cousin who was bullying at will in fear, his eyes seemed to be looking at a monster.

Aunt Petunia's voice also stopped abruptly at the same time. She looked at her husband who flew out and fell to the ground, and she became dumb for an instant, and her face turned back to a fiasco. She lost her mind for a moment, and staggered back to her seat. superior.

The whole room returned to silence, the only thing that could be heard was Harry's angry panting.

He didn't know what happened, but he only knew that at this moment, the scar on his forehead that Charlie had touched was faintly hot as when he touched it.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand again and touched the scar, but this time the strange burning sensation became more obvious, it was no longer just an illusion as he had imagined, but a real one.

At this moment, the restraint Charlie had placed on his forehead in the first place finally took effect.

Dursley stood up in embarrassment, but this time, he didn't do anything else, but panted heavily, bypassing Harry who was standing in the middle of the room, and resolutely blocked his son and in front of his wife.

"You... what do you want to do?!"

I don't know if it was the fear, the pain from the fall, or both.

Anyway, at this time, Dursley, the furious hippopotamus, seemed to regain his senses, and the flush on his face faded away.

He pretended to be as tough as before, but there was a faint tremor in his voice.

Harry didn't answer him, just continued to breathe heavily.

He lowered his head and looked at his tightly clenched fist. At this moment, it seemed to be covered by a strange force. Although he couldn't see it, it gave him a real sense of security.

Harry looked at his fist, then at the huddled Dursleys, feeling a little dazed.

He realized that maybe at this time, their identities finally changed wonderfully...

"I……"

Harry spoke...

He frowned, looking at the Dursleys in front of him.

Just when the three members of the Dursley family couldn't help trembling and thought that Harry was going to do something, he suddenly lowered his fist.

"I'm going back..."

Harry only left a response that couldn't be shorter, then turned around and left the room in a hurry, walked back to his cupboard without a word, and closed the door again.

Curled up in the cupboard, Harry didn't sleep, but opened his eyes wide, looking at the wall of the cupboard, his heart beating violently for a moment.

After a while, he slowly stretched out his hand again, lifted his bangs again, and touched the scar on his forehead.

It's just that at this time, the originally fiery scar has returned to its original state, and it doesn't feel the same as before.

………………

"Honey, are you all right?"

After Harry left, the three who had been huddled together responded.

Petunia looked at Dursley with some concern, reached out her hand to wipe off the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help asking.

"Huh...huh...huh"

Dursley lost his strength with a "plop", and sat back on the ground again.

He was panting heavily, and his heart was also beating non-stop.

"I think I probably twisted my waist... I felt like I was hit by something when I fell out just now. What happened? Did you see it? He threw me out?"

"No, Dad. You touched him yourself and flew straight out..."

Dudley also regained his composure at this moment, he groaned twice, and murmured, it seemed that the scene was still replaying before his eyes.

"That little bastard..." The aunt's eyes once again showed resentment.

Only this time, in addition to resentment, there is also unspeakable fear.

"He's just like his mother... a goddamn..."

Speaking of this, Penny's mouth was ferocious, as if she had exhausted her whole body's strength, and finally spit out those two words that she hated.
"wizard……"

"Wizard?" Dursley frowned and turned to look at his wife.

Dursley didn't really know much about wizards and magic...

But although he is fat, he is not really a fool.

Based on his son's face at the moment and the incredible situation just now, he couldn't help but think of something.

"what should we do?"

That night, Uncle Dursley and Aunt Dursley had a sleepless discussion on this issue in Dudley's cabin.

(End of this chapter)