Thud, thud, thud. Heavy footsteps came from the stairs.
Dudley Dursley waddled down the stairs. He tugged at his boxing gloves and threw them aside. His blonde hair was flat and plastered to his flat head. His face was red, and his forehead, multiple layers of chin, and neck were covered in sweat.
The boy was still as tall and strong as before. However, ever since Harry won the Southeast Junior Heavyweight Inter-School Boxing Championship when he was in fifth grade, he was not so strict with his diet. However, he was still able to persevere with his training. Uncle Vernon, who had moved to a new place, was happy to tell everyone about his son's achievements in this area.
Maggie looked at the sweat and gave up the idea of hugging her precious nephew tightly. However, she still stuffed a few bills into Dudley's sweaty hands. "Dada, my dear, go wash up. Aunt brought you a cake."
"Aunt Maggie, my boxing gloves are not good enough for the new sandbag in my gym." Dudley thanked Maggie with a grin and complained to his mother, "Mom, it's not as convenient to buy boxing gloves in this area."
Penny walked over and lovingly wiped the sweat off Dudley's neck. "I'll drive you there tomorrow. Come and eat the cake."
Dudley grinned and casually threw his boxing gloves away. He raised his thick index finger, which was still sweaty, and said to his mother, "I want a big piece, and cola …"
"Dudley, you should go take a shower to maintain a clean image." Vernon frowned when he saw his son's appearance. However, he lowered his voice and tried to persuade him in a soft voice. Then, he stroked the neatly combed beard on his chin and proudly raised his voice. "You're now a student of Westminster School, one of the most outstanding private schools in the country … You have to maintain a clean and decent image. Only then will your classmates be willing to befriend you."
"I'd rather go back to Smettin …" Dudley grumbled unhappily. "Even Pierre can't help me hold people down now …"
"This is the dream school of all the high school students in the country … That boy from the Potchis family can't go there with you …" Vernon tugged at his suit with his large purple hand to make himself look taller. He looked at his son. "And Dada, you shouldn't think about hitting people … Think about how many people we've begged and how much money we've spent …"
"That's Westminster School, one of the nine public schools! Dudley baby, you will become the most outstanding member of the Dursleys' generation. " Maggie couldn't move her eyes away from her chubby nephew, as if she was looking at a rare and awe-inspiring thing.
"I used to think that it was very cool to study there, but in fact, it's not fun at all. All the students there are only a bunch of nerds who only know how to study …" Dudley glanced at the cakes his mother brought over and reached out his hand to grab them.
"Dudley, wipe your hands first." Penny quickly used the wet towel on the tray to wipe her son's hands.
"Dudley, use your advantage. You're good at boxing. You can protect them … This way, you'll make new friends …" Vernon pulled Dudley to sit down and said patiently, "Think about the envious eyes of others. Think about the achievements you may have in the future."
Dudley's small eyes rolled. "Then my pocket money will increase by another 70 yuan every month …"
Ding dong ding dong ding dong …
The ringing of the doorbell interrupted Dudley's beautiful wish of increasing his pocket money.
"Hmm? At this time … "Vernon was stunned for a moment before he stood up quickly. He pulled the bow tie on his neck and said hurriedly," We can't be slow. It must be our new neighbor who finally came to visit us. Penny, quickly prepare the cake, tea, and candies. "
Penny and Paige reacted when they heard that. They left Dudley behind and walked into the kitchen. Vernon who walked over quickly shook his head, raising his face that he thought he had carefully groomed. It made him look even more like an Afghan hound that was glued to its beard with super strong glue.
Before Vernon reached the door, he showed a warm smile that he had practiced countless times in front of the mirror. He opened the door and said eagerly before he saw the person who came in, "Welcome, welcome. It's my honor …"
Then, when Vernon saw the person clearly, the words that he was about to say were stuck in his throat. He stared blankly at the person who came in as if he could not believe what he saw with his small eyes.
There was a white man who was colorful and dressed like an African American rapper; a tall but pale female model with no expression on her face; a boy and a girl who looked like high school students holding each other's hands. They were relatively normal, but one of them was albino and the other one had wrapped herself up like a ball.
What scared Vernon the most was that he actually saw his wife's evil freak nephew. He thought that he would disappear forever after they parted ways last time …
When Vernon came back to his senses, he felt that his thick hair that was neatly combed was about to be messed up. The blood vessels on his temples were about to explode. He asked fiercely, "What the hell are you doing here? Are these your freak friends as well? "
"Good evening, Mr. Dursley. Long time no see." Allen looked at Vernon's reaction with satisfaction. He smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for a few years."
Vernon looked at Allen in confusion. He finally recognized him, but he seemed to be more alert and frightened. In his memory, his child's freak classmate used to be normal, but after a few years, he had completely changed. Vernon could not help but sympathize with Owen, whom he had only met once.
"Darling, who's coming over …" Penny was gentler than usual as her three-tone voice resonated. "Vernon?"
Penny appeared behind Vernon with an elegant and decent smile, but when she saw the person in front of the door, her long horse-like face was stained with horror. She clenched the flesh on her wrist tightly and pinched the shape of her fingernails on her skinny arm. The lace ornaments, diamond pins, and bracelets inlaid with gold portraits on her arm clinked on her arm. Seeing that her husband didn't say anything, she flashed in front of Vernon, but her husband reacted and pulled her behind him.
The couple pointed their chins at Harry, as if this could enhance their presence and cover up the fear in their hearts.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Dursley … We're just here to visit you." Allen held Luna's hand tightly. "If it's possible, my companion is a little tired and needs to sit down … And I don't think you want us to be seen by your new neighbors?"
Penny looked around in horror. She turned her head slightly to her husband, who was also frightened in front of her, and said, "Dear, he's right. We can't let our new neighbors think that we're in contact with them."
Vernon, who squinted his small eyes, was stunned for a few seconds. He panted angrily, and his carefully groomed beard trembled. He turned his head and walked to the living room. Without the fat man blocking them, Allen led Luna and his daughter into the house.
Penny looked at her nephew with annoyance as she made way for Ravenclaw and his family. Harry, who knew what his aunt's gaze meant, pursed his lips and walked into the Dursley house, where he would not return.
Snape looked gloomy and arrogantly raised his chin. He flicked his sleeves and followed behind Allen and Luna. The lack of rustling made him even more unhappy.
Penny was afraid that the new neighbors would see them, so she quickly closed the door in front of her. At least from the outside, the house looked as peaceful as it used to be.
Dudley, who had rushed over because of the commotion, saw the situation and hid behind his aunt, Margie. He tried to make himself smaller. Although he was not afraid of Harry after he made up with him, the strange people behind Harry reminded him of the unpleasant memories he had with wizards. He went to the hospital to cut off his pig's tail and grew his tongue out of his mouth. It was a nightmarish experience. He did not want to experience any more strange things.
"So that kid is still here?" Margie pulled Dudley to sit down. She felt Dudley's fear behind her. She had forgotten that she was blown up by Harry and was floating in the air. She crossed her legs and said angrily, "Baby Dada, how dare he bully you?"
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