Ch27- Pizzazz

Ch27- Pizzazz

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Suddenly, Harry jumped from his bed, a sudden realization dawning upon him. "Uh oh!" he exclaimed, a note of panic in his voice. "What time is it, Nigel?"

The AI answered calmly, "A little over 17, Master Harry."

Harry dashed downstairs, his mind racing. "I forgot to cook dinner," he muttered, worried about his aunt's reaction. But as he arrived in the kitchen, he was greeted by an unexpected scene. Petunia was humming to herself, a melody Harry faintly recognized from his early childhood. She was cooking, something that had become a rarity since Harry had taken over the kitchen duties as part of his chores.

Peering between Petunia's arms, Harry saw she was preparing his favorite dish - Roast Beef. The aroma was tantalizing, stirring memories of simpler times. He approached the kitchen, his surprise evident on his face.

Petunia turned and smiled at him. "Done studying? I cooked your favorite," she said, her voice carrying a warmth Harry hadn't heard in years.

Harry was taken aback. "How did you know?" he asked, his voice a mix of surprise and curiosity.

Petunia giggled, a sound so rare and unexpected that it made Harry stop in his tracks. "Of course I know, silly. I am your Aunt," she said, her tone light and playful, a stark contrast to her usual stern demeanor.

Harry was speechless. This was a side of Petunia he hadn't seen since ever. The harshness that had defined their relationship seemed to have softened, if only for a moment. Without saying another word, he walked up to her and hugged her. It was a spontaneous gesture, one that spoke volumes about the changes unfolding within their household.

Petunia, taken aback by the hug, stiffened for a moment before relaxing into the embrace. It was a small but significant moment of connection, bridging years of misunderstanding and resentment.

As they sat down to eat, the atmosphere was different from the usual tense and silent dinners. Petunia seemed more relaxed, occasionally glancing at Harry with a softness in her eyes that he hadn't seen before.

As Harry finished the last morsel of the tart, he felt a sense of peace, a feeling that had been foreign in the Evans household. The evening had unfolded in a way he never could have anticipated, and for the first time in a long while, he felt a glimmer of optimism about his future at Privet Drive.

He helped Petunia clear the table, their movements synchronized in an unspoken dance of cooperation. The usual distance between them had lessened, even if just for the evening, and Harry cherished this newfound closeness.

Returning to his room after dinner, Harry once again accessed the Virtual Potion Crafting Room, ready to experiment with the Cure for Boils potion. His belly full and his heart content from the evening's unexpected turn of events, he felt a renewed vigor to push the boundaries of his potion-making skills.

The virtual room materialized around him, its familiar setup welcoming him back. The shelves were lined with all manner of ingredients, and the cauldron sat waiting for him, ready for another round of brewing. Harry approached the cauldron with a sense of purpose, his mind already formulating plans for enhancing the potion.

"Now, Master Harry, let's see if we can't add a bit of pizzazz to this rather mundane concoction," Nigel said, his voice echoing in Harry's mind.

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