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Yang Tao, looking travel-worn, returned to Number 6 Privet Drive.
Hearing the commotion, Harry ran out of the house to the doorway and asked, puzzled, "Sir, what have you been doing?"
Seeing Harry, Yang Tao smiled and produced a birdcage from behind him. Inside, stood a white owl with unique gray spots on its snowy wings.
"Happy Birthday, Mr. Harry Potter!"
"This is my gift to you, I hope you like it… and of course, there's this too…"
Yang Tao extended his hand, holding a violin case. He walked into the house and gently pressed the latch. With a click, the violin case sprang open, revealing the 'Short Sword Submachine Gun' and an 'M1911' that also emitted a purple glow, just as he had promised Harry.
"How about it? Do you like them?"
Harry looked at the items on the table in disbelief: "These… these are my gifts?"
"Of course!"
As soon as Yang Tao finished speaking, Harry ran over and hugged his waist.
"Thank you, I… this is the first time I've received a gift… To be honest, I've been in the Backrooms all these days, I even forgot about my birthday."
"Alright, don't be like a girl, Harry, quickly see if you like these gifts."
Hearing this, Harry released his hold, looked at Yang Tao with red-rimmed eyes, then walked to the table. He didn't immediately look at the guns in the violin case, but instead went to the birdcage and looked at the round-faced, plump bird inside.
"Sir, what's its name?"
Yang Tao stepped forward, opened the birdcage, and let it out, saying, "I don't know either, Harry. This is a companion for you; you can give it a name. How about 'Scottish Round-faced Plump Chicken'?"
Pfft…
Both Harry and the owl looked at him, especially the owl, which reacted strongly, spreading its wings from the table and stepping forward as if to fight Yang Tao.
"Sir, that name is really too ugly. I… I think Hedwig is a very good name."
Then Harry looked at Hedwig and asked, "What do you think?"
Hedwig immediately calmed down upon hearing Harry's words, folded her wings, and ran to Harry's side, nodding her seemingly chubby head.
"It seems she likes this name!!"
Harry looked very happy. Yang Tao reached out and stroked Harry's head, wondering if rubbing it like this would make Harry go bald prematurely.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Harry ran to open the door. Seeing the figure outside, Harry stood rooted to the spot as if under a Petrification Charm.
Yang Tao walked over and smiled at Dudley standing at the door.
"Harry, it's your birthday today. This is your gift."
With that, Dudley shoved the gift he was holding into Harry's hand and turned to leave. Yang Tao recalled a saying:
'Returning home in riches and honor is like walking in embroidered clothes at night…'
He immediately called out with a smile to Dudley, who was about to leave: "Dudley, since you're here, let's have some cake together."
Yang Tao wondered how Dumbledore had talked to the Dursleys, suspecting Dumbledore might have used minor spells like 'Obliviate' or 'Legilimency' to reduce trouble…
Since Dudley had come to deliver a gift, it was only natural to ask him to stay and have a piece of cake.
Harry was still a child; he yearned for family affection and friendship.
Dudley, who was about to leave, immediately stopped upon hearing the words "cake." He turned his head to Harry and asked, "Really, Harry? Can I stay and have cake?"
Looking at the hopeful and anxious expression on his cousin Dudley's face, Harry felt his mind clear for some reason, as if something that had been covering him had dissipated.
"Of course, and thank you for your gift."
Dudley, with a look of surprise, followed Harry into the house and then saw the gifts displayed on the table.
"Ha… Harry, what… what are those?"
"These are gifts from Mr. Yang Tao…"
Harry said calmly, but Dudley looked at the 'Short Sword Submachine Gun' and the 'M1911' glowing with purple light and simply couldn't associate them with an 11-year-old's birthday gifts.
At the same time, he felt that his previously proud birthday gifts were utterly pathetic in front of these two items.
He looked at Harry enviously and said, "Harry, even if I tore down the house, my dad wouldn't buy me a gun as a birthday gift."
Harry's mind recalled Vernon Dursley's figure; he was conservative and stubborn. Expecting him to buy Dudley a gun as a gift would be harder than killing him.
"Alright, Harry, take Dudley to wash your hands. We'll have cake soon."
Ding-dong…
The doorbell rang again. Harry was a little puzzled why so many people were coming today. Was it Aunt Petunia?
He glanced at Yang Tao. Seeing Yang Tao nod, he ran to open the door again. Contrary to his imagination, it wasn't his Aunt Petunia standing outside, but someone he had never seen before.
The person was two and a half meters tall. (Novel: 3.5) Harry stood in front of him like a toddler.
He wore an oversized brown leather trench coat with various mottled marks. Looking at its thick appearance, Harry even suspected that if the person stood still, his newly learned 'Incantation of Dark Sectumsempra' might not even be able to penetrate his defense.
"Long time no see, you must be Harry Potter, right?"
Harry nodded slightly.
"The last time I saw you, you were a baby… Time really flies."
"Excuse me, who are you?"
"Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. You can call me Hagrid, little Harry."
As he spoke, Hagrid pulled out a white box from under his overcoat and said, "Happy Birthday, Harry."
Harry hadn't expected so many people to celebrate his birthday this year. He took the box, opened it, and saw the cake with pink cream inside.
"Happy Birthday, Harry Potter"
"I made it myself, and I wrote the name too."
Harry looked at the tall Hagrid, a smile on his face, and said, "Thank you, Hagrid… Come in and rest for a bit, we'll have cake together later."
"That's a good idea, Harry."
With that, Hagrid lowered his head and walked into the room.
"Oh, Muggle houses are really too small, not as comfortable as staying at Hogwarts."
Yang Tao heard Hagrid's words and said with a smile, "Rubeus Hagrid, Hogwarts is a huge castle. This is just an ordinary residence. There's no comparison between the two."
"Let me introduce myself, Yang Tao. It's a pleasure to meet you, Hagrid."
Hagrid looked at Yang Tao, nodded slightly, and said, "Dumbledore mentioned you. He said you were a dangerous… Oh, I'm sorry, I might have said too much."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Yang Tao."
Hagrid was a bit flustered; his mouth truly couldn't keep secrets, and he knew it but just couldn't change.
"Haha, it's alright. Besides celebrating Harry's birthday, do you have anything else to do this time?"
Hagrid showed a look of sudden realization and reached his hand into the wide pocket of his trench coat, fumbling around.
"Wait a moment…"
"Here… this is Harry's ticket. Dumbledore asked me to bring this ticket over."
He then handed the ticket to Harry.
"Harry, this is very important… don't lose it."
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