Harry ran up the hall into the kitchen and felt
his stomach disappear. Aunt Petunia's masterpiece of a pudding, the mountain of
cream and sugared violets, was floating up near the ceiling. On top of a
cupboard in the corner crouched Dobby. "No," croaked Harry.
"Please ... they'll kill me ... „Harry Potter must say he's not going back
to school -" "Dobby ... please ...“
"Say it, sir -" "I can't -" Dobby gave him a tragic look. "Then Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potter's own good."
"Say it, sir -" "I can't -" Dobby gave him a tragic look. "Then Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potter's own good."
- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J. K.
Rowling
Description: I thought long about the sugared violets, and whether to spin in textile flowers, but as I couldn’t find any suitable ones I decided on contrasting coils instead. The yarn had to be plied for this, which I had intended anyway to represent the fluffy whipped cream.
Fibre Types: lambs wool, merino wool.
Colours: wool white, dark purple
Add-Ins: lots of contrasting coils, sewing thread
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