Chapter 169: The Best Birthday Ever (Edited)

Although it felt a little weird, Fish wouldn't be nice easily, he walked over to the Dursleys, put his hands on his hips and said, "From today on, you won't bully Scarhead...I mean Harry nya."

The Dursleys nodded, "Yes, yes, we will treat Harry well from now on."

"You promise nya?"(●ΦωΦ●)

Fish shook his fist in front of them, making the three of them flinch even more.

"Nya?"

Finding this seemingly amusing, Fish began to raise and retract his fist, raising and retracting it.

And the Dursleys flinched, relaxed, flinched, relaxed....

"Nya hahaha! Look at you guys, the three of you are so funny nya!"

Fish shouted to Harry and the others as he turned his head with a wide grin.

The aggrieved Vernon glared fiercely at Harry from the gap in Petunia's arms as Fish turned away, not daring to look at Fish.

And then he was surprised by Ron.

"Fish, I was just looking at Harry, you won't keep your promise!".

"Nya?" ?ω?

Fish turned around quickly and looked at Vernon Dursley with scrutiny.

"I didn't, I didn't, he's talking nonsense, talking nonsense..."

Vernon, who had just been so aggressive, clutched his head in his hands and muttered in panic.

Fish certainly believed Ron more than the big, bad man, but he couldn't keep his eyes on the big, fat man either....

Fish frowned, crossed his arms thoughtfully, and his tail wagged irritably behind him.

"Well... nya!"

After a few moments of pondering, Fish ran to the window and stuck his head out.

"Meow! Meow! Meow!"

Fish meowed at the window in different rhythms.

Soon the silent Privet Drive came alive, with cats and dogs barking at the top of their lungs in response to Fish's call, and the noise continued to spread throughout the small district of Little Whinging.

The dogs, who were housebound or chained, could not come, but the cats were free and they came from everywhere, of all breeds and colors.

From balconies and windows, they entered the Dursley house and came to Fish's side, rubbing their fluffy heads against him.

Harry's keen eye even recognized Mrs. Figg's cats, who had cared for him, among the cats.

There were also stray dogs running up to the Dursley's door, barking and scratching at the door.

"Comey, go and open the door nya" Ordered Fish, who had more than ten cats hanging on his body.

"Yes, Master Fish!"

Comey ran down the stairs quickly, opened the door to the Dursley's house and the stray dogs outside immediately ran in, surrounded Fish and the cats, wagging their tongues and wagging their tails at him.

Before long, the hallways were full of furry dogs and cats, and there were even several cats crouched on window sills and stair railings.

Harry couldn't help but smile as he watched the cats and dogs trample their filthy footprints all over the hallway, and turned his attention to his Aunt Petunia.

Normally, Petunia Dursley would have screamed and shooed the dogs and cats away when she saw the clean floors of her house getting dirty, and then she would have pushed a mop and bucket towards Harry and told him to clean them again.

But now, because of Fish's coercion, a "dangerous person," he could only endure it, not daring to show any displeasure.

Harry watched with pleasure the expression of distress on his Aunt Petunia's face, and felt that, even if in the future the Dursleys would retaliate against him, today it would be worth it.

But alas, after a few moments of agony, Aunt Petunia merely closed her eyes and turned her head away from the images that were raising her blood pressure.... This made Harry feel very sorry for himself.

"It's okay nya," Fish clapped his hands, and the cats hanging off him jumped down, sitting pleasantly on the ground with the strays, looking up at Fish.

"That boy's name is Harry Potter, and that owl is Hedwig, they're both my friends nya."

Fish pointed to Harry and Hedwig, who had been released, and said earnestly to the cats and dogs, "If in the future you see these three bullying Harry and Hedwig, bite and scratch for Fish!".

Then Fish took out of his magic bag a bunch of dried fish and sausages and gave them to them.

Dudley, who was huddled in a corner, saw this and moved unconsciously to get a piece of the pie, but was defeated by his fear of Fish and his mother's deadly embrace.

"Here's your payment, and I'll have Comey bring you food when he can, and if you can't beat them, you can tell Comey, and then I'll be back to avenge you!" (●ΦωΦ●)

Fish shook his little fist and wrinkled his nose at the Dursleys.

"No! We dare not! Never again!"

Vernon cried out in horror, huddling his plump body awkwardly.

Fish nodded in satisfaction and scattered the dogs and cats.

"Then you won't be afraid of them taking revenge on Harry nya" Fish raised his head proudly and took credit for Ron and the others.

"Thanks a lot, Fish!"

Harry gave Fish a hug, and Hedwig plopped down on his shoulder, rubbing her beak against Fish's head.

"You're welcome, nya!" Fish patted Harry's shoulder proudly, "Who made what Head.... Harry so weak? Minerva said you had to help the weak."

"Uh..."

Harry, who was defined as weak by Fish, didn't know what to say, but he knew Fish wasn't making fun of him.

"Well, that's settled, we should get going."

Fred spoke just in time to save an embarrassed Harry.

"Wait, my stuff is locked up in the room downstairs."

Although he couldn't wait to leave, Harry remembered his school things, as well as his wand and flying broom.

"Oh, Fish knows where it is."

Fish remembered the room he had smelled earlier and immediately went downstairs.

By the time Harry and the others followed him downstairs, he had done his usual trick of ripping the door off the room as well.

Harry picked up his suitcase and asked curiously, "How should we go?"

"Of course Comey will send us back, he was the one who brought us here before nya." Fish answered matter-of-factly.

"But won't the Ministry of Magic find out about this? I was warned by the Ministry of Magic because of that house elf named Dobby."

"Nya?"

Fish looked at Comey.

"That's because the bad elf was deliberately surveilled by the Ministry of Magic," Comey explained bluntly, "Elf magic is for wizards, so it would normally be ignored by the Ministry of Magic's surveillance methods unless we deliberately let our magic be discovered." "

"Besides, as long as you don't cast magic in front of Muggles, the Ministry of Magic won't care if you use little spells."

The experienced Fred and George added in chorus.

Harry was relieved, if they had mistaken him for using magic again, he would have been expelled from Hogwarts.

The group then joined hands in a circle and, after a moment of circling, returned to the Weasley courtyard.

"Welcome to the Weasleys, Harry." Ron smiled at Harry, "And, happy birthday."