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Chapter 197 Harry Potter and the Bond of Muscles
My name is Harry Potter, I am ten years old, and I will celebrate my 11th birthday tonight.

The Dursleys, who live at 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, are still unmarried.

I work as a busboy at the Dursleys' house. After joining the chat group more than a month ago, I will carry out basic training after work every day until eight o'clock in the evening.

I don’t smoke, and I only try protein powder in a pinch. I go to bed at o’clock in the evening and sleep for eight hours every day.

Before going to bed, I must eat a piece of roasted guava, then immediately do the Yi Jin Jing for 10 minutes, and fall asleep immediately after going to bed.

Sleep until dawn and never leave fatigue and stress until the next day.

Even Murata said I was an excellent bodybuilding wizard.

But I know that this peaceful daily routine will completely change after tonight.

Because after tonight.

I'm about to officially become a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Thinking of this, I listened to the familiar sound of the orangutan jumping wildly above my head.

Harry, who was doing push-ups with one finger on the ground with his eyes closed, finally slowly opened his green eyes that were as calm as jade.

"Today is the day when we move to the island for vacation. Hahahaha, get up! Get up!"

Dudley's still noisy voice instantly made the originally quiet room become noisy.

Because the Hogwarts admission notice handed to him a few days ago was intercepted by Fenon, a large group of owls began to torture the Dursley family endlessly as in the original plot.

So after enduring it for a week, Fanon finally decided to move his family to a remote island to take refuge for a while, and then move back after these damn owls subsided.

Because Harry had long known that the letter sent by the owl was his admission notice to the academy, and he also knew that Hagrid would admit him to the academy after his 11th birthday tonight.

So he didn't have any special thoughts about his letters being constantly destroyed.

After all, watching the Dursley family being punished by owls is a good pastime besides daily exercise.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Harry finally exhaled and put on his glasses and stood up from the ground.

Through the mottled light and shadow reflected by the wooden door, a faint outline of Harry's strong body finally emerged.

He was wearing a pure white vest, and the close-fitting fabric clung to the sculpted muscle lines, and every muscle seemed to be carved from marble.

It was obvious that just over a month of additional training and nutritional intake had allowed Harry to grow from a skinny dog ​​into an amazing little muscle tyrant.

"Well, it seems Charlie won't be able to stretch for you today."

Harry touched his latissimus dorsi with a slight regret.

The slanting muscle lines there extend from the shoulder straps of the vest to the arms, outlining the burly arm muscles.

The muscles that were slightly twitching due to excessive exercise finally calmed down, as if they heard Harry's comfort.

Regarding the muscles on his body, Harry gave them all care and love, and even gave each muscle group its own name.

And this is his bond with muscles!
It was precisely because of the support of these friends that Harry felt that he had finally gained the confidence he had never had before.

However, today Dudley was overly excited about moving, so he started making noises half an hour early, making it impossible to perform his stretching exercises.

This alone was really unbearable for Harry.

Listening to the beating sound that was still bouncing above his head, he finally let out a breath and opened the door.

"Hahahaha, let me in!"

As soon as he opened the door, Dudley heard the sound and immediately pushed Harry's door hard like a coward.

However, before Dudley could push his hand towards the door, a strong big hand was already clasped on his fat head like a balloon.

Then Harry's voice, as calm as lake water, slowly reached Dudley's ears.

"I should have warned you yesterday not to disturb my rest in the morning."

As Harry's voice fell, the giant body that seemed to be shrouded in shadow finally appeared in Dudley's field of vision.

And his strong big hands directly picked up Dudley's head as if squeezing a chicken, and lifted him up with one hand.

Although Harry was getting bigger at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, Harry had never made a move before today, which also allowed Dudley to successfully misunderstand his own fighting power.

But now looking at Harry, whose eyes were flashing with a green fierce light, Dudley was so frightened that he forgot to ask for help and instead began to squirm like maggots in mid-air.

He really couldn't understand how his cousin, who was bullied by him every day a month ago, turned into a terrifying monster that could lift him up by his head with one hand.

But Harry obviously had no intention of continuing to tangle with this disappointing guy.

He just threw the other party on the ground like trash, and then went to the kitchen and started washing up.

Today is the last day before heading to Hogwarts. Although he doesn't want to admit it, Harry can't suppress the excitement in his heart.

So he was in a good mood now, and wanted to keep his good mood going until he left the Dursleys.

For this little birthday wish of mine.

Harry thought it wouldn't hurt to reveal even a little bit of his current strength.

As Harry left the room, Dudley behind him finally reacted.

Harry, who had always allowed himself to be bullied by him in the past, actually resisted and even beat him today.

Sharp roars and cries swept through the Dursley's house instantly.

"Dad, Harry is hitting me! Oh wow wow wow wow, Harry is hitting me!!!"

"what!?!?"

The next moment, Harry, who was still washing, saw an ugly giant groundhog wearing underpants rush directly into the kitchen like a meat bomb.

Oh, it turned out to be his Uncle Vernon.

Seeing Harry's calm face looking at him as if he were looking at a pile of garbage, and the cry of his precious son in his ears.

Fenon, who was about to lose control of his sanity, immediately stepped forward and grabbed Harry's vest. With his other hand, he pointed the knife at Harry's face.

"You are so brave, you dare to attack even your cousin, right? Come on, you have the ability to fight me, come on!"

Faced with Fenon's reasonable request, and the other's eagerness, he blushed, his neck thickened, and his saliva even splashed on his face.

Harry complied with the other person's wish expressionlessly.

He grabbed the opponent's wrist holding the knife with his backhand, and then pressed it down hard.

The sharp pain that came from his wrist instantly made Fenon scream and drop the hidden knife in his hand and Harry's vest in the other hand.Then, before Fenon could react, Harry pressed him heavily to the ground.

Bang!
There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the next moment Fenon reacted, he had been thrown to the ground like a dead pig by Harry.

And the other party never even looked at him from the beginning to the end.

Is this a dream?

Looking at the ground approaching his face very quickly, Fenon's eyes couldn't help but become confused.

The freak who had been bullied by him for more than ten years actually dared to attack him?
This must be a dream!

The sharp pain rushing through his internal organs and the cold ground on his face instantly made Fenon wake up completely.

Damn, he was really beaten by Harry!

A strong sense of shame and disbelief suddenly surged into Fenon's heart, but due to the severe pain in his body, he could only raise his head and roar wildly at Harry, who had already taken breakfast and walked slowly out of the kitchen.

"Come back here! I will beat you to death today, you freak!"

"Help me up, Dudley!"

"Stop him, gun to gun, quickly bring my shotgun with me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhness helpless to get me!"

However, for Harry, Fenon's incompetent rage had no impact on him at all.

He only beat the opponent because Fennon delayed the best time for him to consume protein after exercise. You must know that ingesting roasted melon within fifteen days after exercise can maximize the increase in muscle mass. This time is extremely precious.

In order to ensure that you are in a happy mood throughout the day, this cordiale plays a vital role.
As for Uncle Vernon?

Oh, forget it, his presence is not even as strong as a roasted violet.

Along with Fenon's roar, Aunt Petunia, who had also just woken up, was instantly frightened by the scene in front of her that looked like a Shura field.

"Fenon, what's wrong with you!!!"

Amid Petunia's screams and Dudley's horrified eyes, Harry gnawed on roasted melon and slowly walked back to his room with a satisfied look on his face.

Well, another peaceful day.

There are still five sets of strength training to do next, but there is no time to waste on these small things!
Yebati, levi babe! ! !

After the morning training, the family's plan to move to the island still went ahead in an orderly manner.

The only difference from the original plot is probably that after being beaten severely by myself.

Fenon was so angry that he carried his thirty-inch double-barreled shotgun behind his back at all times.

Seeing the other person's arrogant and domineering appearance with the double-barreled shotgun on his back, Harry had a profound understanding of what it means to fight against the power of others.

Although I think Fenon obviously can't understand his physical version of Expelliarmus, but considering that the consumption of beating the opponent is not even comparable to a push-up.

Harry naturally ignored the other party's ridiculous performance at the moment.

Therefore, the Dursley family spent their first afternoon on the island peacefully in this peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, raindrops finally began to fall. After finishing his night run, Harry finally hurried back to the dilapidated wooden house on the island.

Seeing Harry walking in, Fenon subconsciously touched the shotgun beside him, and then asked Dudley in a joking tone as if he had regained his confidence.

"Oh, I really like this island. Do you know why? Dudley."

As if he saw his father's intention, Dudley looked at Harry at the door with a smile and replied loudly.

"Because the letters can't be delivered here."

"Yeah, it's just that it's so wonderful without those damn owls, hahahahaha."

Fenon grinned and laughed, then pointed his gun proudly at Harry, who was silently wiping his sweat.

"And now, birthday boy, hurry up and cook for me! My baby Dudley is hungry."

What does it have to do with me being hungry?

Am I your baby's father?
Speechless, Harry just ignored Fenon's words, and then leisurely stretched his legs at the door.

However, just when Fenon was about to use the power in his hands to teach the disobedient Harry a lesson, a loud sound approaching the door instantly aroused his alertness.

Dudley also screamed with horror on his face after hearing this strange movement.

"Dad, what is this sound!"

There was a huge tremor like an earthquake. In an instant, Fenon immediately picked up the double-barreled shotgun in his hand and pointed it at the door and Harry standing at the door. He suspected that this huge movement was obviously caused by Harry. What a little trick.

"I'm warning you freak, don't try to do any tricks, otherwise I will reward you with a bullet, I swear!"

Seeing Fenon's fierce eyes and his ready to pull the trigger at any time, even Petunia, who had always been mean to Harry, couldn't help but speak.

"Fenon!"

No matter what, pointing a gun at Harry was a bit too much. If it went off, it would even put her husband in jail.

However, even Petunia's obstruction did not change Fenon's mood that he planned to teach Harry a lesson today.

"Don't worry, dear, it's just that you look at him now. He has become a freak like his damn parents. As his current guardian, I must let him reestablish the correct outlook on life!"

He made a big fool of himself in front of his children and wife today. If he didn't let this out, he would get up even in the middle of the night and give himself a few big mouths.

Of course, he had no intention of actually shooting Harry, he had only one purpose.

That was to insult Harry and let him know clearly that he was just a burden staying in their home, and the only thing he had to do was obey all their orders!

And finally at this moment, the violent vibration finally stopped at the door.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a thunder outside the window, and then a rough and angry voice was transmitted into the dark room along with the sound of the door being opened instantly.

"Fernon Dursley, I will not allow you to insult Lily and James with such dirty language!"

The next moment, a giant-like figure leaned into the house and pointed the heavy wooden door with one hand at the horrified Fenon.

"If you don't apologize to Harry and his parents immediately, I don't guarantee that the wooden door in my hand will appear in your face immediately!"

Looking at the strong man who appeared at the door, a glimmer of light finally gradually appeared in Harry's plain, watery eyes.

He knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.

(End of this chapter)