"HAHAHAHAA!", laughed Harry after watching the videotape. "That was very scary!".
Suddenly he heard the phone ringing from downstairs.
"Whos it?", his Uncle Vernon had picked up the phone.
"Hello. We are conducting a very important research on mental retardation problems on young boys. Would you be as kind as letting me talk to your nephew, Harry Potter?", said a voice.
"Is there a chance you will euthanize him?", asked Vernon hopefully.
"Most likely", said the voice.
Suddenly he heard the phone ringing from downstairs.
"Whos it?", his Uncle Vernon had picked up the phone.
"Hello. We are conducting a very important research on mental retardation problems on young boys. Would you be as kind as letting me talk to your nephew, Harry Potter?", said a voice.
"Is there a chance you will euthanize him?", asked Vernon hopefully.
"Most likely", said the voice.
When Harry got the phone, he casually said "Hello?".
"S … d…n…", came a weird sound.
"I can't hear you!", said Harry annoyed.
"Seven dayssss….", came the voice.
"My fave brand of croissants?! I am so excited!", Harry practically started jumping up and down from excitement, screaming and tripping on himself.
"No you bloody idiot! You will DIE in seven days!", came the voice really exasperated.
Harry suddenly felt really scared.
"But I am only 4000 years old, I don't want to die yet!", he started to cry.
"Boo hoo…", mocked the voice on the phone and hang up.
Harry was devastated.