Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

Five fat pheasants, two fat gray rabbits, and a four or five-month-old lamb, this is Harry's prey today. Without the help of magic, it is still a bit difficult for him to get back so many things. It's strenuous, but fortunately there is a floating spell.

Uncle Vernon didn't know what happened in the mountains, but seeing Harry returning with a full load, he smiled and stepped forward to help, throwing the prey into the back of the pickup truck.

"Tonight, let's get some stewed chicken, two lotus leaf chickens, ginger rabbits for the rabbits, and roast whole lamb for the lamb. Is that okay, Uncle Vernon?"

"Anything is fine, it sounds delicious."

Uncle Vernon, who stepped on the gas pedal hard, drove Harry down the mountain quickly, all the way at lightning speed.

As soon as he got home, Dudley opened the door and stepped forward to help. He didn't have any trouble carrying the lamb by himself. There was an iron frame with hooks in the yard, which was welded up for slaughtering deer and sheep. Well, Dudley was proficient at this sort of thing.

"Someone just brought you a present, Harry. It's a birthday present signed by Jason. It's a pair of beautiful decorative horns. What kind of animal are those? It's like two swords, so beautiful."

Dudley asked Harry, holding a water hose in one hand and a meat cleaver in the other.

"For magical creatures, we have one for each of us, and we will hang them on the wall when the time comes."

"Okay, I'm thinking about it." Dudley smiled, not polite at all, "Leave the sheep to me, and I'll get them in for you when I'm done."

"Chop off the sheep's head. I've wanted to eat braised sheep's head for a long time."

"Hiss~" Dudley took a breath, "Can sheep's heads be eaten?"

"Is there any meat you can't eat, you can enjoy the dark blood sausage in Scotland, what is this? Remember to burn the hair clean, and help me remove the earwax."

"Huh~ Don't talk about it." Dudley waved his hand in disgust, "I won't eat it then."

"That's better, hehe~"

Harry, who was carrying a rabbit and a pheasant into the house, saw a pair of horned camel horns as sharp as swords as soon as he entered the house. They looked very handsome and were very good collectibles.

From 4:30 in the afternoon to 7:00, the sumptuous dinner was finally ready. Aunt Petunia and Grandma made a big cake, and the fish that Grandpa caught made fish soup. Harry made the rest basically. Ginger rabbit, lotus leaf chicken, braised chicken nuggets, roast lamb, and a braised lamb head specially for today's birthday protagonist.

After two hours of careful marinating, the sheep's head was soft and rotten. After the birthday dinner started, everyone did not move their knives and forks, but stared at Harry for a while, as if to see how he would deal with the devil's head.

The goat is the embodiment of the devil, but this kind of saying is actually a group of guys who have done things that people should not do. They are used to cover themselves. The sheep started, so the sheep became the incarnation of the devil, and the idea of ​​seducing people to commit crimes appeared. The grass grew abnormally, and the innocent sheep were not only dirty, but even splashed with the devil's dirty water, which is simply moral. Lost.

"There is a particular way to eat this."

Harry rubbed his hands together, explaining as he went.

"Open the mouth first and separate the mandible. The marinated sheepskin is soft and smooth, and it slides in after sucking it."

After drinking the piece of meat in one gulp, Harry squeezed the lamb tongue and swallowed it in two mouthfuls. He gestured with a thumb: "It's great."

After eating the skin that wrapped the sheep's head, he broke open the sheep's nose bone, pulled out the crisp cartilage in the middle, chewed it up, and dunked out two sheep's eyes the size of ping pong balls, "This thing will explode! Yes, it tastes the best, +1 for eyesight."

Harry, who eats so deliciously, makes people salivate when he sees the action, "There is a little trick for eating brains. Didn't we just remove the mandible, pick up one of them, and then insert the small end into the neck of the cervical spine?" In the hole, gently pry."

"Look, you can pour out the brain flower without unscrewing the cap. It's soft and slightly sweet, which is quite good."

The stunned people couldn't help being amazed when they watched Harry suck the sheep's head into a pile of bones in less than two minutes.

"It doesn't look that bad?" Dudley asked, biting his fork.

"It's quite delicious. Next time I'll kill a lamb and give you a taste."

"Then try it?" Dudley looked at Uncle Vernon, and the father and son nodded.

"Let's start, the food will be cold later."

"I want a mud chicken!" Dudley said quickly, he really liked this dish.

"It's lotus leaf chicken."

"It's not wrapped in mud and baked, and it's made of tin foil. There are no lotus leaves." Dudley said vaguely, "Dad, chicken butt is the most delicious, this is for you."

"Can't you give me a chicken leg? Brat!"

"Chicken legs for grandpa and grandma."

The last day of July passed in the midst of a happy family dinner, and the hot August also slipped away quickly. September 1st arrived, and the day for Harry to go to school also arrived.

Both Uncle Vernon and Aunt Vernon got up early, and Auntie cooked breakfast for Harry in the kitchen. After going to Hogwarts, her breakfast could only be eaten when she came home for Christmas. There was German pig Knuckles, bouillabaisse, and so on, there wasn't a single British dish, and the breakfast, which was too rich to be called breakfast, made Harry hiccup.

It was nine o'clock after breakfast, and Uncle Vernon drove Harry to King's Cross Station.

"Be careful over there, don't be brave, but if someone bullies you, then beat you back hard!"

Uncle Vernon hugged Harry, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Remember to eat on time, exercise and nourish your body." Aunt Petunia held Harry's hand and babbled a lot of trivial words. The corners of her eyes were a little moist, and she seemed a little bit reluctant.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of myself."

Harry nodded obediently. He liked this kind of family relationship very much. After all, after his parents left, his uncle and aunt's family were Harry's last blood relatives in the world.

"Wait for me to come back, Dudley, see you at Christmas!"

The two brothers hugged each other hard, strangling each other's ribs, and startled the passers-by, thinking that the two of them had some deep hatred.

"Hahaha!"

But the two of them didn't think there was anything wrong, and laughed happily.

"Then I'm going, take care of my uncle and aunt, Dudley."

"Leave it to me, you can go to that Hogwarts without worry."

Harry waved to them, then took Hedwig's owl cage and a black dragonskin backpack and walked towards the pillar wall between the ninth and tenth platforms.

His figure flickered suddenly and disappeared in front of the Dursleys' eyes.

"Amazing magic."

Dudley looked at the empty wall and smiled, with some envy in his eyes, but he was not jealous, just like his mother said, it was a magical world, but his world could also be wonderful.

"Bon voyage, Harry."