Do you think I'm a giant baby?

After school in the afternoon, while Mu En was tending to the flower beds, he saw Harry's hairstyle for the first time.

Harry's hair, which was originally a messy mop, was combed up, and the hair on his temples tended to stick out easily. However, in order not to hurt the little guy who took the initiative to change, he held back his laughter with great fortitude!

And he stood there with Harry in the flower bed, patiently teaching him the basic steps of hair care.

Under Mu En's guidance, Harry learned quickly.

But...

Harry inexplicably felt that Uncle Mu En was more serious when teaching him to manage his hair than when teaching him magic.

He even thoughtfully brought out books on clothing to help him improve his aesthetic sense.

Harry scratched his head, unsure how to react. The current situation had already exceeded his ability to manage his expressions.

He could only reluctantly take the book and return to the study.

Afterward, he first performed a routine cleaning of the entire castle, and then he noticed that Moonlight Castle had been activated.

Watching the forests and mountain peaks slowly recede behind him, Harry could only sigh in admiration.

The gentle breeze soon made him forget the mocking voices of his classmates at school that day, and it also helped him quickly adapt to life after the start of the school year.

Harry even felt that life could continue like this forever.

A week passed quickly, and Harry had grown accustomed to showing his scar.

Those people at school, after discovering that Harry didn't care about their taunts at all, gradually stopped bothering him.

Outside the school gate, Dudley stood with his group of troublemaking friends, including Piers, who had previously ganged up with Dudley to tease Harry. Except for being thinner in this small group, the others were all tall and burly.

At least, that was the case compared to other people their age.

"D-bro, it's finally the weekend, where should we go to hang out?" a boy looked at Dudley. Everyone followed his lead; he was the biggest and strongest.

"Hang out, my ass," Dudley said with a bored expression, the fat on his face jiggling twice. "All the money's gone."

Ten pounds wasn't a huge sum, but it was definitely a lot in those days.

In just five days, Dudley had spent it all, along with his usual pocket money.

More accurately, he had eaten it all.

"Then let's go to your place to play games," another person suggested.

Speaking of which, Dudley became even more agitated. "I smashed the game console."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, everyone looked disappointed. That game console was Dudley's birthday present, and it had only been a short while before he broke it.

They hadn't even had their fill of playing it yet.

"D-bro, look." Suddenly, someone pointed to a figure at the school entrance.

Dudley turned his head and saw Harry walking out of the school.

To be honest, during this time.

No, it had been a long time, Dudley had always been annoyed by Harry.

From the very beginning, when he was chased by wild dogs right after the holidays, he had held a grudge against Harry.

Later, Harry had taken over his room. Although it was just a room he used to pile up a bunch of broken toys, for some reason, his parents had insisted on giving that room to Harry.

And then, Harry had started helping neighbors fix things on the street every day, inexplicably becoming a little handyman praised by all the neighbors on Privet Drive...

In short, Harry's behavior had long since made him very unhappy.

Ever since he went to Number 13, Privet Drive, to do odd jobs, Dudley had initially thought that this guy would be exhausted like a dead dog every day, only eating leftovers when he got home. Then he would be locked in the cupboard.

Now, he could visibly see this guy growing taller, no longer so thin and small, and even his spirit and energy had improved significantly.

Especially—his courage had grown!

He even dared to talk back to him, with that completely condescending expression!!

A look of undisguised malice appeared on Dudley's face as he rubbed his hands together and said, "I know where to get money."

Dudley had learned from the neighbors' gossip that Harry had saved up a little nest egg by fixing things for people.

Harry walked quickly down the street, a smile on his face, looking to be in good spirits.

This weekend, Uncle Mu En had to go to Diagon Alley for some errands. After getting Mu En's permission, Harry borrowed Mrs. Hudson's landline and invited Hermione to go to Diagon Alley with him.

He didn't have many friends at school, so he naturally looked forward to the weekend.

As he was walking, several figures suddenly stepped forward and surrounded him.

"Oh, look who it is. Isn't it my dear cousin?" Dudley looked at Harry, trying to put his arm around him, but Harry quickly dodged.

"Dudley, what do you want?" Harry asked, looking at Dudley.

"What do I want? Of course, I want to check on you." Dudley looked at Harry. "Harry, look, I have nowhere to go. How about... you pay me some rent for living in my room?"

"You won't get a single cent from me," Harry said, looking at Dudley with a blank expression.

Dudley making a move on his little nest egg was something he had expected long ago. He had already put the money in the study at Moonlight Castle.

Just then, Piers, who had appeared behind Harry at some point, grabbed his hand.

Dudley seized the moment, pinning Harry's head: "Alright, it's fine. We're bored anyway, so come play games with us."

"Dudley, let go of me!" Harry struggled, but his strength was no match for Dudley's.

Soon, he was dragged away from the school gates and into a small alley.

"No money? Fine, I've seen you wearing that ring for a while now. What's it made of? Silver?" Dudley said, grabbing Harry's hand and trying to pull the ring off his finger.

But no matter how hard Dudley tried, the ring seemed rooted to Harry's finger, impossible to remove.

"Damn it!" Dudley angrily flung Harry's hand away.

"Make them let me go, Dudley!" Harry roared, held fast by Dudley's friends, but still staring intently at Dudley.

"What's it to me? I'm not the one telling them to tie you up," Dudley replied.

"You're always like this, acting recklessly and thinking you're so smart. You're like a baby, even with all that fat on your face," Harry snapped.

Bang—

Blood streamed from Harry's nose, and his vision swam with stars. Before he could react, Dudley unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks.

Dudley's friends released Harry. They wouldn't hit Harry themselves; getting caught by the school would mean their parents being informed.

But it was different for Dudley. This was just a scuffle between brothers after an argument, something the school couldn't interfere with too much.

"You think you're so clever?" Dudley roared. "You're a parasite."

Harry found it hard to fend off the blows. He wanted to do something, but the thought that it might attract the Ministry of Magic and cause trouble for Uncle Mu En stopped him.

Yes, he couldn't cause any more trouble for Uncle Mu En.

It was just being bullied by Dudley again; it was nothing, as it had happened before.

Don't let emotions control you!

He kept telling himself this, while also trying to use his body to block Dudley's fists.

"You think I'm a baby who needs to be taken care of? Is that it?" Dudley cursed, clearly enraged. Some words just burst out of him without thought:

"I think you're jealous that I have parents. Your parents died in a car accident, leaving just you and that ugly scar.

It's ridiculous, and you even show it off, thinking you're so special—"

Dudley's words were cut short when a massive shockwave erupted from Harry. Everyone was thrown against the wall by the invisible force, left dizzy and disorient