This Year's Dursleys Are Full of Vitality

The summer vacation, a slightly boring period, especially when your girlfriend enjoys studying. Bing Huan lay on the sofa, bored, watching the girl concentrating on her studies beside him.

"Hermione, pay attention to me, your boyfriend is dying of boredom."

Hermione showed a hint of helplessness and replied without looking up, "You already said the same thing fourteen minutes ago."

"Sigh~ Come on~ You've already reviewed it ten times, that's enough~"

"To correct you, I'm not previewing the textbook, that's for the afternoon. I'm currently reading Grandpa Nicolas's alchemy notes."

"..." This was definitely Bing Huan's most regrettable decision of the summer vacation. At the beginning of the summer, after finishing their homework, the two discussed going out to play. Anyway, as long as they didn't leave Europe, Bing Huan's late Golden Core stage Cultivation meant he could rush back the same day.

After visiting several countries, Hermione suggested meeting Mr. and Mrs. Newt and Mr. and Mrs. Nicolas. After all, they were Bing Huan's elders. Everything was fine at first, until Hermione entered Nicolas's private library. She brought almost all the books that Nicolas thought she could borrow. She spent the morning self-studying and the afternoon previewing textbooks until now.

As for Huaxia, they had originally planned to go, but when they mentioned it, they learned that some were in seclusion and others were busy. Hermione initially thought the elders disliked her and were deliberately avoiding her, but Bing Huan's Mistress Liu Yan and Senior Sister Qing Yi immediately requested Hermione's communicator's codename. They added her as a friend and initiated a video call, telling Hermione not to overthink it.

They also sent things every few days. The jade bracelet Hermione was wearing now was prepared by Bing Huan's birth mother for her future daughter-in-law. When Bing Huan called now, the first thing they asked was, "Where's Hermione?"

Bing Huan glanced at the calendar; it was already July 30th. "Hermione, is Harry's birthday gift ready?"

"Of course, it's ready. Once the card is written before dinner, the owl can deliver it. That way, it will arrive at Harry's place in the evening, and the Dursley family won't find out."

Bing Huan rubbed his chin. "But it's not a solution for Harry to always have his birthday secretly in the middle of the night. Although we'll make him a cake when we meet, it's not on his actual birthday."

"Then what should we do? The cake you make gets ruined when the owl delivers it. Store-bought ones can withstand the journey, but you find them unpalatable."

"How about using a disposable Flying Sword to send it?"

"Do you want to kill him, friend?" Last year, at the start of the school year, Bing Huan used a disposable Flying Sword to send Mr. Weasley's enchanted car back. When the Weasleys returned to The Burrow, they only found a large pit three meters in diameter in their garden.

"..." (He scratched his face)

"Unless you can go to Privet Drive and make him a cake on the spot."

Bing Huan: ⌓‿⌓

"What devious idea do you have now?"

Bing Huan sat up and shook his head. "It's just an idea for now, and it might not be feasible. Let's send the gift as usual for now. So~"

"Don't even think about it, impossible." Hermione saw through Bing Huan's intentions and turned away, facing his back.

"Oh~" Bing Huan rested his head on Hermione's shoulder from behind, looking at her pitifully. "Just help me write it in, okay? Aren't I your dearest boyfriend?"

"I can not be for now." (Expressionless) "Besides, every time someone has a birthday, you're always busy running around. Why don't you spend some time writing a card?"

"This is my way of being lazy!" (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)

"..."

The next evening, Hermione stood at the Dursleys' doorstep, looking speechlessly with Ginny at five boys. Bing Huan had informed Ron and the Twins a day in advance, as well as Draco, who was originally attending remedial classes. Now, they were all dressed in Muggle-repellent attire.

Black suits, white shirts, sunglasses. Fred and George each carried a large bag on their backs, containing party food and props. Hermione crossed her arms and asked, "It would be great to throw Harry a birthday party. But shouldn't you consider the Dursleys? They don't want Harry to be too happy."

"Don't worry, we have this." Fred took out a bag of green candies.

George: "As long as they eat these, they absolutely won't wake up tonight, and there will be no side effects the next morning."

"Good idea, so how do we get them to eat these mysterious candies? Your gluttonous cousin might be easy, but the other two are adults."

"Listen, a killer~" Bing Huan adjusted his sunglasses. "The most important thing is infiltration, and the most important thing about infiltration is not being discovered. So, we need to deal with anyone who discovers our infiltration. We'll directly climb through the window in a moment, knock them all out, stuff a candy in their mouths, and then put them in their bedrooms."

Hermione put her hand to her forehead, feeling her rapidly disappearing worry lines.

"This is the last time!"

"Operation!"

The five boys crept to the door and listened. The Dursley family of three was likely still watching TV in the living room. Bing Huan kicked the door open, and Draco and Ron rushed in shouting (a barrier had been cast around them to avoid disturbing the neighbors).

"FBI open the door!"

Dursley:!

Petunia:?!

Dudley:┌(.Д.)┐

Before they could react, Bing Huan hit each of them once, and George stuffed sleeping candies into their mouths. When Hermione and Ginny entered, the Twins were carrying the unconscious family of three back to their bedroom.

Hermione frowned as she looked at the Dursleys. "Is he okay?"

Fred: "He's quite energetic."

George: "Judging by his reaction when we burst in."

"I mean now!"

"Heh~" Bing Huan came out of the living room with a party popper. "Aren't you still worried about me? I guarantee they'll only be unconscious, not injured. Besides, this father and son actually don't sleep well. We're actually helping them improve their health. Alright, alright, we still need to set up the scene before Harry comes out."

Although they couldn't use wands to avoid trouble with the Ministry of Magic, the workload wasn't large. It mainly involved the cake and dinner. Bing Huan turned on all four stoves and darted around the kitchen like a monkey. An hour later, the seven of them arrived at Harry's bedroom door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"..." Harry, inside the room, looked at the door in confusion. Usually, Aunt Petunia or Uncle Vernon would knock harder and accompany it with impatient shouts.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Harry found it a little strange. He took out his wand and tentatively opened the door a crack. Suddenly, the door was shoved open, darkness filled his vision, and Harry's head was covered.

"Who are you?!"

The "robbers" didn't want to answer Harry. They just urged him downstairs from behind, afraid he might fall. Harry felt like he'd run into human traffickers. Had his handsomeness as the Savior become that obvious?

Stepping over a threshold, Harry felt he should be in a dining room. Suddenly, the hood was removed, and the sudden exposure to light made Harry's eyes water. When his vision cleared, he saw his beloved friends standing before him.

Ginny looked at him shyly. Hermione looked at him "kindly." Five boys in suits were posing over there.