hello mr draco

Perhaps the Dursleys had forgotten about Harry's 12th birthday.

But these are not important to Harry Potter.For a birthday like this, he might as well give him back his cousin Dudley.He would rather live his whole life than celebrate his birthday.

After breakfast, Harry cleaned up the kitchen as usual.At this moment, Uncle Vernon began to speak.

"Today is a very important day. I think we should reorganize the evening schedule. At eight o'clock, everyone should be in their positions. Penny, you should—"

"I should be in the living room," Aunt Petunia said cohesively, "waiting for a gracious welcome."

"Very well. Dudley?"

"I'm waiting to open the door for them," Dudley said with a sneer on his face, stuffing a greasy chicken leg into his mouth. "May I hold your clothes for you, Mr. and Mrs. Mason?"

"Excellent, Dudley." Uncle Vernon said, looking at Dudley's eating with a little worry.After all, the child had a stomach ache all day long because he ate too much greasy food, "Dudley, you should eat less. Otherwise, you will have a stomachache again at night..."

Dudley took the plate nonchalantly, and sat in another seat to eat.In the past three years, this body has never eaten such a greasy thing, and now he is eating a lot.He had had stomach problems for several nights, but Dudley didn't care about these problems at all. Satisfying his appetite was what he wanted.

Uncle Vernon looked at Harry, "Just stay in the bedroom and don't make a sound."

"Okay." Harry nodded with no expression on his face.Keeping his eyes on Dudley's direction, he couldn't help but want to grab the greasy chicken leg in Dudley's hand and throw it into the trash can.

He felt that the current Dudley made him sick just to look at him, no matter how he behaved or how he acted, even when he was sleeping he was snoring.But all this belonged to the old Dudley, never had it.

He came to the second floor in silence and locked himself in the bedroom alone.Spread out the books to do homework, and open Hedwig's cage to let the owl wander for a while.

But as he wrote, his heart seemed very lonely.No cards, no presents, and tonight he had to pretend he didn't exist.I once longed for a little warmth, but now that warmth no longer exists.He always wanted to grab something, but wandered aimlessly in the dark.

He hadn't written to Ron and Hermione all summer.One is that he doesn't want to, and the other is that they all have their own relatives, but he is alone.

But when he was meditating very vigorously, there was a knock on the door of Harry's room.The knock was so loud that Harry knew Dudley was at the door even with his toes.

He came to the door impatiently, opened the door, and heard Dudley say very mockingly.

"I know what day it is!" Dudley said sarcastically, and stretched out a piece of paper torn from the diary from behind him, "It says in my diary, he hopes I can treat you well. Hope How ridiculous that I was able to pick out a present for you on your birthday! Gift for you!"

Dudley placed the wad of old socks heavily in Harry's hand, and stuffed it into Dudley's hand along with the paper.Then he walked away humming a little song.

The whole process took less than a minute, and Harry came back to his senses and threw those stinky socks into the trash can.He took out the piece of paper and spread it out bit by bit to smooth out the creases.On it is a string of very delicate English fonts that read:

[Hello Dudley, I am a soul living in your body.Although I don't know when I will leave, but I believe that one day, you will see this diary.I have one thing to ask of you, though it will make you feel embarrassed and disgusted.But would you please give Harry a present every year on his birthday?I have a lot of money deposited with Gringotts Bank, which you can spend as you like.I keep the key with Harry, if you need, you can ask Harry to help you get the money.I know you won't be a wizard by the time I leave.I'm really sorry if you woke up in a world of witchcraft.But they won't hurt you, trust Mr. Dursley.

Liu Qi——1991.7.31]

Harry gripped the paper tightly and fell to the floor, burying his head in his arms.He always felt very strange, but when he saw the handwriting on the paper and the name inscribed below, he finally realized clearly that maybe the Cousin Dudley he thought was another soul at all.And the other party never revealed his real name to him from beginning to end.

Where did he go?where are you now?How are you?

Harry Potter doesn't know all this, and the person he misses deeply and looks forward to is called Liu Qi.For a long time, Liu Qi has supported him in this home and protected him.It was Liu Qi who advised him and cheered him up when he was the weakest.

Harry squatted on the floor and stayed there for more than half an hour.When he got up, his legs were already numb.He carefully smoothed the page of the diary and put it in his diary.After looking at it quietly for a while, I carefully put it in the drawer, next to the mirror.

His eyes lit up, maybe there are still many things left by Liu Qi in Dudley's room.He should go to Dudley's room, Harry thought, but was already moving.

He crept to the door, while Dudley was still in his room playing the game console.We have to wait until it gets dark, at that time, the whole family will meet guests in the living room.That's the time for Harry Potter to act.