A Harry Potter Adventure
As you enter the kitchen, you see Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia sitting at the table with very angry faces. Dudley is also there smirking at the trouble you're going to be in as he tries to look studious while reading the newspaper.
"Is this true?," asks Aunt Petunia looking completly horrified as she points to a piece of parchment that Uncle Vernon is holding.
"Is what true?," you reply.
Uncle Vernon begins, "I have in my hand a letter from that Dumbleedoo at your school. He says an elf, of all hideous things, is coming here to take you to the market tomorrow morning! No doubt a "magic market." And it says that afterwards, he will be taking you to that awful school. I will have no such goings on in THIS house young man!"
Just then, an enormous gust of wind comes bursting through the window nearly blowing Aunt Petunia's skirt up over her bloomers. The wind heads straight towards Dudley. He screams as the wind snatches up the newspaper he is holding. The wind seems to roll the newspaper up and proceeds to beat Uncle Vernon over the head with it.
"OUCH! Stop it!," Uncle Vernon exclaims. "OK FINE! The boy may go with the elf!"
Just as quickly as it started, the wind stops, dropping the newspaper to the floor.
"Go to your room!," cries Aunt Petunia. "You will not be eating any breakfast this morning."
Did you open Ron's package?
« Go Back "Is this true?," asks Aunt Petunia looking completly horrified as she points to a piece of parchment that Uncle Vernon is holding.
"Is what true?," you reply.
Uncle Vernon begins, "I have in my hand a letter from that Dumbleedoo at your school. He says an elf, of all hideous things, is coming here to take you to the market tomorrow morning! No doubt a "magic market." And it says that afterwards, he will be taking you to that awful school. I will have no such goings on in THIS house young man!"
Just then, an enormous gust of wind comes bursting through the window nearly blowing Aunt Petunia's skirt up over her bloomers. The wind heads straight towards Dudley. He screams as the wind snatches up the newspaper he is holding. The wind seems to roll the newspaper up and proceeds to beat Uncle Vernon over the head with it.
"OUCH! Stop it!," Uncle Vernon exclaims. "OK FINE! The boy may go with the elf!"
Just as quickly as it started, the wind stops, dropping the newspaper to the floor.
"Go to your room!," cries Aunt Petunia. "You will not be eating any breakfast this morning."
Did you open Ron's package?