Su Er learned from Mr. Ellison what had just happened in the dining room.
The dish of gravy had suddenly floated into the air, then moved over the unfortunate Dudley Dursley's head and tipped its contents onto him.
Then the food on the table had floated up too and crashed to the floor.
"What happened?" Mr. Ellison asked Su Er, holding a somewhat frightened Angel in his arms.
"And what's this letter?"
"A warning letter," Su Er said darkly. "I have a rough idea of what happened. I'm sorry, Dad."
"Can't you tell me?" Mr. Ellison asked with concern. "I read the letter. It seems you violated the Regulations on Underage Wizard Management?"
Su Er silently shook his head.
"All right." Mr. Ellison quickly accepted what had already happened. Ever since witnessing the wonders of magic, he had been forced to rapidly reshape his entire worldview.
"I don't understand how things work in your Wizarding World, either." Mr. Ellison glanced at the dining room and sighed.
"Go help your mother clean up. It's a complete mess. What a waste of all that lovely food she made."
"I'm sorry, Dad." Su Er apologized again, then rose from the sofa and walked over to Mrs. Ellison.
While Su Er silently helped clean up the mess Dobby had made,
Mr. Dursley floored the accelerator with a grim face, and the car roared home at top speed.
The first thing he did when he got home was throw the letter, now crumpled in his grip, in front of Harry.
"Read this! Read it!" he roared in a harsh voice.
Harry picked up the letter and unfolded the envelope. The more he read, the paler his face grew.
"You didn't tell us you weren't allowed to use magic outside school!" A crazed light flashed in