Harry joins a Pooshuns class about the Half Pud Pimp, a prince with pud that is never not being pumped. Harry is so good at pulling his own pud that he wins a pootion of his own called He-licks Clit-itis.
Meanwhile, Rod and Hugemiones are in a lover’s quarrel about whether or not they should 69 more often. Hugmeione has her raisins titty twisted into submission by Rod and the two young fucks agree to compromise on three 69s and a turkey blumpkin every week.
Meanwhile, the Half Pud Pimp, whose pint-sized pud Harry is learning all about, turns out to be Harry’s enemy, Snapenus. The two rim jobbing queens battle it out, pud on pud, until a stray pud is flung on to Dumbledork, whose own diminutive dork is also being cast about in a flurry of faggortry. Dumbledork can’t handle all the excess pud cascading down his face and neck and bosom and he dies.
Or does he?
With one book left I’m betting on Harry taking out that big wand of his and beats that dork off until Dumbledork is alive and Snapenis is dead. Then the two of them can go back to beating their respective dorks off for all of humanity and also huge manatees.
Then end.
Or is it?
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