HP : The Frail-Looking, Iron-Fisted Beauty of Harry Potter

Harry himself certainly didn't understand any of this.

He couldn't figure out those strange occurrences, and if he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it.

After all, Harry was only 11. He was still three or four years away from the middle-school age where you think you have superpowers and can save the world.

Therefore, faced with Vernon's warning, Harry could only nod in agreement.

But as for why those strange things happened and how, he had no clue, and even less control.

As for why he didn't consider the possibility of magic, the answer was simple: Harry had no such concept.

His childhood did not include any wonderful fairy tales, and he had no time for wild fantasies.

The four of them had a smooth journey and arrived at the zoo in less than an hour.

A little while later, looking up at the sign that read "Reptile House," Dolly sighed to herself. What's coming has come.

In the original story, Dudley shoved Harry.

Out of anger, Harry subconsciously made the glass of the exhibit disappear, causing Dudley to fall headfirst into the python enclosure.

The python also slithered out, scaring everyone in the exhibit into scattering.

Then, the glass that Harry had made disappear reappeared as the magic supporting it faded, trapping Dudley inside the python pit.

Dudley's birthday trip thus turned into a frightful one, and Vernon, seeing it all, naturally understood that Harry was up to something.

Of course, Vernon didn't know that Harry's magical outbursts were uncontrollable.

He just thought that Harry might have mastered magic and was using it to bully his son.

After that, Harry's fate was, of course, being locked up and starved, until Hogwarts sent his admission letter on his birthday, and things moved to the next stage.

Dolly naturally did not want to follow in Dudley's footsteps.

Even if the python didn't bite, falling into a snake pit and getting a hug from a python was not a pleasant memory.

Although snakes were quite common animals in the magical world, the sight of them still instinctively gave Dolly goosebumps. She didn't want anything to do with such creatures.

So, how could she use the fact that Harry discovered he was a Parselmouth and could talk to snakes?

Dolly lowered her head in thought, which made Vernon think his daughter was bored.

He slammed his hand against the glass of the exhibit, yelling for the python to move to entertain his daughter.

This startled Harry, who quickly said, "He's sleeping, so he doesn't want to move."

This earned him a glare from Vernon, but being in public, Vernon didn't say much more.

He pulled his wife to move on, and Dolly subconsciously followed.

But after taking a step, Dolly quietly retreated.

Because Harry hadn't followed. He was looking at the snake with great fondness.

So Harry subconsciously began to talk to himself. "Sorry, mate. They just don't understand what it's like to have to lie there every day."

"Just like me. Lonely, bored, and restless."

At that moment, the python seemed to understand Harry's words and lifted its head to meet his gaze.

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, and he lowered his voice. "You can understand me?"

The python slowly bobbed its head up and down, as if nodding.

"This is amazing! I've never talked to a snake before."

"Do you talk to people often? Is it because you're a special breed?"

Harry still couldn't believe his own specialness, but the python shook its head and turned to look at the plaque on the side.

It read: Burmese Python. Hatched in the zoo.

Seeing this, Harry understood.

He sighed in a low voice, "You're like me. A child without parents, who has never seen them."

Hearing this, Dolly knew it was her time to make an entrance.

So Dolly pushed—no, she placed her hand on Harry's shoulder.

Harry jumped, nearly crying out.

When he saw it was his cousin Dolly, Harry almost turned to stone.

He had been discovered talking to the python. If Dolly shouted about this, what awaited him would be Vernon's most severe punishment.

It was only then that Harry noticed the expression on his cousin's face was a bit strange.

"You can talk to the python?"

Dolly's face was a mixture of excitement and astonishment, different from the horror or anger Harry had imagined.

And she didn't punch him or shove him like she used to.

Today's cousin Dolly really seemed a bit different.

After all, that morning, she had even given him his own room.

But Harry still shook his head. He was more afraid of Uncle Vernon than of Dolly and didn't dare to admit he was different in any way.

"No, I'm not! I didn't!"

Harry's reaction didn't surprise Dolly, but she wasn't going to give up so easily.

One of the surest secret recipes for quickly getting closer to someone is to share a secret with them.

Clearly, the fact that Harry could talk to a python was weighty enough to become such a secret.

So Dolly continued, "Stop pretending, little brother. I won't tell anyone about this."

"Don't you know how cool it is to be able to talk to snakes?"

"In the future, you could be the greatest animal tamer in the world! A single performance of yours could earn a hundred thousand pounds, or even more!"

"By then, never mind the rent you owe us, you could be inviting us as guests to your own manor!"

Dolly's expression was exaggerated, but it wasn't entirely fake.

She hated snakes, but being able to talk to animals was indeed very cool.

This was the first time Dolly had seen magic up close, even if it was just a simple bloodline talent.

Harry blinked, and it was clear that Dolly's words had sparked his imagination.

He was no longer just afraid of being punished by Vernon, but was now fantasizing about his own future.

Becoming the most famous animal tamer in the world... that sounded pretty good, didn't it?

After all, animals were much friendlier than people.

So Harry turned to look at the python and asked cautiously, "If I become an animal tamer in the future and invite you to perform with me..."

"I'll give you freedom and food in my manor. Would you be willing to come?"

The Burmese python nodded again. It didn't care about performing.

A larger living space was what it wanted. Finding a female snake for it to reproduce with would be even better.

A light shone in Harry's eyes. For the first time in his life, he had a goal for the future.

In the past, he had lived in a daze, with no parents and no past, and no idea where his future lay.

Normally, a change like this should have only happened after he received his Hogwarts acceptance letter.

But now, it had been intercepted by Dolly with a small python.

Dolly found herself looking at the Burmese python much more favorably. This should count as showing my charm, right?

Ah, wait, it seems like what just happened has nothing to do with me, does it?

At this thought, Dolly quickly added, "Hey, Harry, I won't tell Mum and Dad about this."

"But in return, the fact that you can talk to the python is now a secret between the two of us."

"Got it, little brother?"

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