Section 1

"Fubertol likes to fly around, you don't have to care too much about him, and don't let him drink too much wine."

"Well, remember to write me a letter." Furrong said, and Furbothel lay quietly on her shoulder. She took out a small packaged box and handed it to Sauron, saying, "Happy birthday, Sauron."

"Thank you." Sauron took the box, looked at Furong, and said with a smile, "Goodbye, I wish you a happy holiday for the next one."

Furong hugged Soren, but soon parted, her face flushed a little. "Goodbye." She whispered.

Sauron waved his hand, turning into a ball of flame and disappearing.

Furong stood there, looking at the place where Sauron had just disappeared, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.

"Annoying guy." Furong murmured in a low voice, gently patting the phoenix on her shoulder, "Is it, Fubertol?"

Fubertol looked at Furong with bright black eyes and blinked.

Looking at Fobertol, Furong smiled gently, "Let's go home, Fobertol, you can drink enough of Dad's wine tonight."

Soren went back to the study in the old house. He sat on the chair and opened the packaging box with some excitement. Furong gave him a small crystal ball with a small ball of bright blue flames. The attached letter read: "Happy birthday, Soren. This is made by myself, I hope you like it."

Sauron smiled faintly, and he looked at the bright flame in the ball, the clear blue, like the beautiful eyes of hibiscus.

After a long time, Sauron put down the ball and cast a long-term suspension spell to let it float quietly in a corner of the desk. Sauron stood up and shouted, "Bono."

The elf appeared in front of Sauron with a puff, and he said respectfully: "What's the matter, master?"

"Bono, go make a birthday cake, be bigger." Sauron's tone was not as low as usual, "By the way, hurry up."

"Yes, master." The elf bowed and disappeared.

Sauron turned around and walked to the bookshelf, glanced for a long time, and pulled out a thick book from the corner. Sauron looked at the book in his hand - "Common Spells" and raised his eyebrows.

It was almost dark, and Soren appeared in the courtyard of No. 4 Ligustworth Road with a big cake and the thick book. Soren frowned, and he could feel a faint magical fluctuation. Soren knocked on the door, and it was Uncle Vernon who opened the door. He opened it and saw that it was Soren, and his face suddenly turned red and white. He slammed the door and shouted inside the room, "You are not welcome, you little bastard, when will you bother me?"

Sauron frowned and suppressed his anger, "Open the door, I'm here to find Harry."

Aunt Penny and Dali's screams came faintly from the room, and Uncle Vernon roared, "No way, you and your brother are both freaks in trouble..."

Before Vernon could finish his words, Sauron directly blew the door of the house with his wand to pieces. Penny screamed loudly, while Dali was so scared that he hid. Vernon looked at Sauron who had broken into the door with a look of horror.

Sauron ignored the Dursleys and shouted directly: "Harry, I am Sauron, I'm here to celebrate your birthday."

Soon, Harry ran down the stairs and looked surprised and happy when he saw it was Sauron.

"Get back upstairs, you're such a troublemaker!" Uncle Vernon roared, and he turned to Sauron again, "How dare you? You blow up my door. You are as uneducated as your brother. I want..."

Before Vernon could finish his words, he looked at Sauron in horror. Sauron took out his wand and looked at him coldly.

"I think you forgot what I said at the train station." Sauron said coldly.

"You can't threaten me, you can't cast magic here, you will be fired like your damn brother." Vernon said calmly, while Harry looked at Sauron with some concern after hearing this.

"Hmph." Sauron snorted coldly, "You can try it, maybe I can blow this up to the ground before the Ministry of Magic warns me."

Uncle Vernon's little eyes were staring at Sauron, his face mixed with anger and fear.

Sauron ignored him and shouted to Harry: "Harry, pack up your things, I'll take you to my place."

Harry looked at Sauron, then at Uncle Vernon, turned around and ran back upstairs. After a while, he ran out again, stood on the top of the stairs and said, "There are too many things to take them down."

Sauron said, "Bono, go and help Harry take the things down."

The elf appeared behind Sauron with a puff, and it bowed and ran up the stairs. Harry looked at the elf and said in surprise, "How could it be you?"

"Sir, I am not Dobby, my name is Bono, and I am the servant of the master." The elf said respectfully to Harry. Then he snapped his fingers, and objects of all sizes floated out of Harry's room and landed neatly on the ground in the living room.

The appearance of the elf obviously stimulated the nerves of the Dursleys again. Penny started screaming again, while Vernon shouted angrily: "Damn it, don't bring these damn weird things to my house. You still think I'm not in trouble enough."

Sauron raised his hand and opened a hole in the wall behind Vernon. Vernon closed his mouth awkwardly. Harry ran to Sauron quickly, holding Hedwig's cage in his hand, and Hedwig was shouting in the cage. Harry said to Sauron, "It's all done."

Sauron said to Bono, "Take all these luggage back to the old house." Bono bowed and disappeared with Harry's stuff.

Sauron looked at the Dursley family again and curled his lips unremittingly. He waved his wand, and the fragments all over the ground floated up. Soon, the broken door and the big hole in the wall were repaired. Sauron turned around and said to Harry, "I grabbed my arm." Harry hesitated for a moment, obviously still remembering the feeling of the last time, but when he thought of leaving the Dursley family immediately, he put his hand on Sauron's right arm. Then, the two disappeared in the living room of the Dursley family, leaving Penny who was about to faint and Vernon who was trembling with anger.

Sauron and Harry appeared in the living room of the old house. This time Harry performed much better, but his face turned a little white. But soon Harry looked around curiously. After all, this was his first time to go to a wizard's house, and the wizard was his brother.

The elf appeared in the living room with a puff, which scared Harry. It asked respectfully, "Master, you have packed your luggage and the bedroom is ready. Do you have any instructions?"

Sauron nodded, "Goodly done, Bono, now go get a great dinner."

Bono bowed and then stepped down. Harry looked at the elf curiously, "Is his name Bono?" He asked Soren, "He is also a house elf?"

Sauron raised his eyebrows, "Well, he is a house elf. Why? Have you seen other house elfs?"

Harry said unhappily, "Yes, just before you go to pick me up. A house elf ran into my bedroom. He said his name was Dobby. Haha, I said a lot of inexplicable words, and then ruined the Dursleys' dinner to entertain guests."

Sauron frowned, no wonder the Dursleys seemed so sensitive. He had no impression of the elves named Dobby, so he didn't know what exactly caused a elves to go to Harry to make trouble. "It didn't hurt you, Harry?" Sauron asked.

"No, I just said a bunch of strange things, conspiracy, I was in danger, and he didn't let me go back to Hogwarts, and I refused, it made a big mess at Dursley's house. As a result, the Ministry of Magic sent me a warning letter..." Harry didn't finish speaking, but looked at Sauron worriedly, "You made such a big noise there, won't be trouble, right?"

Just as in response to Harry's question, an owl flew in through the open window, threw down a letter, and flew away. Sauron picked up the letter, opened it and smiled disdainfully, and then threw the letter into the fire in the fireplace. He glanced at Harry and smiled comfortably, "It's okay, some of my friends will help me deal with this matter. Now, what I want to do is celebrate your birthday." He said and pointed to the big cake on the table, "Happy birthday, Harry."

Harry smiled happily and said to Sauron, "Happy birthday, Sauron."

Sauron happily patted Harry on the shoulder, "I think Bono should have prepared dinner, let's go for dinner." After that, he took Harry to the restaurant.

The dinner was rich and delicious, and both Sauron and Harry were very happy. After all, this was the first time the two brothers celebrated their birthday together, and the first time they celebrated their birthday with their family.

After dinner, Soren led Harry around the old house and then took him to the study. Harry looked at the large bookshelf full of them and couldn't help but smack his lips in surprise. Soren took the prepared book and handed it to Harry. "Your birthday gift, Harry."

"Thank you, Sauron." Harry was happy to take the book, and then turned to an apology, "I'm so sorry, I couldn't prepare you a birthday gift."

Sauron patted Harry on the back comfortingly, "It's okay, I'm very happy if you can celebrate my birthday with me. In fact, this is my first birthday."

Harry looked at Soren in surprise, and Soren smiled indifferently, "Don't be surprised, I have been living by myself over the years. Moreover, you are my younger brother. As an older brother, I should take care of you, but unfortunately I have not been able to do it for so many years. In fact, it is me who should apologize."

After hearing this, Harry seemed a little excited, his eyes were red, and Sauron couldn't help but feel helpless, "Okay, Harry, be stronger. Today is your birthday, don't always think about unhappy things. It's getting late, I'll take you to your bedroom."

Harry nodded and went to his room to sleep under Sauron's guidance.

Section 2

The next day, Harry woke up and went downstairs to find Soren was already sitting in the living room and eating breakfast. Seeing Harry come down, Soren put down the breakfast and looked at Harry, "How was he sleeping last night? Are you used to it?"

"It's very good, much better than at the Dursleys." Harry said happily.

"Then go and clean yourself up and come over for breakfast."

After breakfast, Sauron sat on the sofa and looked at the newspaper that the owl had just delivered, while Harry stood on the balcony and looked at the street outside.

"The people outside don't seem to see this?" Harry said curiously.

"Yes, magic was cast outside this house, and the Muggles could only see an empty and dilapidated old building." Sauron said while reading the newspaper.

"This is amazing." Harry's life excitedly, "Soren, can you teach me how to use magic? I know you know a lot of magic."

Sauron put down the newspaper and looked at Harry, "How is the disarm curse used?"

"It's OK." Harry looked at Sauron carefully, "Of course, it's far from you."

Sauron smiled, "There is no need to compare with me, just wait until you use it too much." Sauron stood up, "Come with me, Harry."

Sauron led Harry to the study, opened the secret door hidden behind the bookcase, and took Harry to the basement where the magic plants were cultivated. Harry looked at the basement curiously. There was a large shelf in front of one wall, filled with various magic potions, and a large table with nothing but that. The wall was white and full of blue magic runes. Sauron waved his magic wand, and the table and the shelf disappeared, and a row of wooden targets appeared beside the wall.

"Hold up the wand and do it with me, Harry." Sauron said, raising his wand toward a target, "to crush the bones."

A bright red light shot out from Sauron's wand, hitting the wooden target, smashing it to pieces. Harry widened his eyes in surprise, then imitated Sauron's appearance and shouted "Torn to pieces." A red light hit the wooden target, but just knocked it over. Harry sighed in dismay.

"Try again and focus." Sauron reminded.

Harry tried several more times. The last time, a bright red light hit the target, then smashed it and shot his confidant on the wall. It surprised Harry. The wall was not damaged, and the spell seemed to be absorbed by the wall. At the same time, the magic runes on the wall lit up and soon became dimmed again.

"These runes can absorb the power of magic to prevent the magic fluctuations from spreading out, otherwise excessively strong magic fluctuations will attract people from the Ministry of Magic." Sauron explained. He looked at Harry and found that Harry seemed a little dizzy, "Are you okay, Harry?"

"Nothing, I feel a little dizzy"

"You have used too much magic in a row, which is normal. Let's go here today. Let's take a break outside." After saying that, Sauron led Harry out of the basement.

At noon, just after lunch, an owl flew in from the balcony and landed directly on the ground. It looked sick, with grey feathers and no gloss at all. Sauron picked up the letter from his paws, glanced at it, and handed it to Harry.

Harry opened the letter, looked at it for a while, and then put it down, and he said to Sauron, "It was Ronlai's letter, and he invited me to their house."

Sauron frowned slightly. He didn't like Harry's friend very much. In fact, he didn't have any good feelings for the Weasley family, and of course, there was no disgust. The people of the Weasley family have always been prejudiced against Slytherin and have almost paranoid admiration for Gryffindor, which made Sauron very uncomfortable.

Harry saw Soren's unhappiness and asked carefully, "You don't seem to be too happy?"

Sauron didn't say anything. He glanced at Harry and shook his head. Harry breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "Will you go with me?"

Sauron hesitated for a moment, nodded reluctantly, and Harry happily wrote a reply.

At this time, another black owl flew in, threw down a letter, and flew away again. Sauron opened the letter and wrote only one sentence in it - "The little trouble the Ministry of Magic has brought to you has been solved, Your Highness." The signature is Ibicos.

After reading it, Sauron smiled, and the black flames instantly burned the letter.

Harry quickly finished writing the reply and asked the sick owl to send the letter to Ron. Harry was very excited about going to Ron's house, while Soren was indifferent. That night, in the middle of the night, Soren suddenly opened his eyes and felt a wizard appearing nearby. Soren appeared in front of the door in pajamas, which surprised him. A shabby Ford was floating at the door, and the Weasley twins poked their heads out of the window.

"What is this?" Sauron said with a frown, the car looked ragged and obviously had been magically slaughtered.

"A flying car, isn't it, it's so exciting. Let's pick Harry up to our house." Fred said excitedly, "Hurry up, ours will go back before dawn, otherwise mom will kill us."

After hearing this, Sauron frowned even tighter. It was obvious that they had driven out the car secretly. Sauron hesitated for a moment, but went into the house and called Harry. Soon, Harry packed up his things in excitement, and with the help of Sauron, he loaded everything into the car.

"The car is full, and we can't sit five people." The twins said in embarrassment, "If I had known, I wouldn't have brought Ronnie with me."
To be continued...