Harry Potter and the Cookie of Doom
By Jack (with a lot of help from Meghan)
Chapter One: Uncle Vernon's Mom
Harry Potter did not see Vernon coming up to his room, so he was eating the cookie. His hand got crumbs on it. "This is stupid!" Harry yelled at the crumbs. "Mama! Stupid crumbs!"
"What the devil are you doing up here?!" Uncle Vernon said after he came upstairs to Harry's room and opened the door. Harry did not see Vernon coming up to his room. Uncle Vernon didn't notice his mom coming into the living room because he was in Harry's room upstairs.
Harry hit himself on the head, trying to get the cookie crumbs off his jeans. They just stuck on his head. He yelled again.
Uncle Vernon said, again, "What the devil are you doing up here?!"
"The books that are written are much better," said the author, Jack.
"Nama!" said Uncle Vernon's mom. "Namama! Mama!"
"Mama?" Uncle Vernon yelled, and then he went home (which was strange, because he was already there).
Harry hit himself on the head again, this time attempting to get the cookie crumbs out of his nose.
"May I offer my help in picking your nose, sir?" asked Dobby the house-elf, who had just appeared.
"What are you doing here, Dobby?" asked Harry, who had finished picking his nose hastily and was now pruning his nose-hairs.
Dobby's eyes widened. "BAD DOBBY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE, YOU STUPID ELF? yOU ARE A COMPLETE DISGRACE! AAAAARRRGGGHHH!"
harry hit his bed this time. Then there was silence. Then there was loudness. Then Uncle Vernon's mom went to the kitchen. She got a cookie out of the refrigerator. It was the COOKIE OF DOOM!
A/N: This was written by my 6-year-old brother Jack. I typed it for him, and gave him some help. But I did not alter his words. I hope this made you laugh.
By Jack (with a lot of help from Meghan)
Chapter One: Uncle Vernon's Mom
Harry Potter did not see Vernon coming up to his room, so he was eating the cookie. His hand got crumbs on it. "This is stupid!" Harry yelled at the crumbs. "Mama! Stupid crumbs!"
"What the devil are you doing up here?!" Uncle Vernon said after he came upstairs to Harry's room and opened the door. Harry did not see Vernon coming up to his room. Uncle Vernon didn't notice his mom coming into the living room because he was in Harry's room upstairs.
Harry hit himself on the head, trying to get the cookie crumbs off his jeans. They just stuck on his head. He yelled again.
Uncle Vernon said, again, "What the devil are you doing up here?!"
"The books that are written are much better," said the author, Jack.
"Nama!" said Uncle Vernon's mom. "Namama! Mama!"
"Mama?" Uncle Vernon yelled, and then he went home (which was strange, because he was already there).
Harry hit himself on the head again, this time attempting to get the cookie crumbs out of his nose.
"May I offer my help in picking your nose, sir?" asked Dobby the house-elf, who had just appeared.
"What are you doing here, Dobby?" asked Harry, who had finished picking his nose hastily and was now pruning his nose-hairs.
Dobby's eyes widened. "BAD DOBBY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE, YOU STUPID ELF? yOU ARE A COMPLETE DISGRACE! AAAAARRRGGGHHH!"
harry hit his bed this time. Then there was silence. Then there was loudness. Then Uncle Vernon's mom went to the kitchen. She got a cookie out of the refrigerator. It was the COOKIE OF DOOM!
A/N: This was written by my 6-year-old brother Jack. I typed it for him, and gave him some help. But I did not alter his words. I hope this made you laugh.