Allen and Flag agreed to meet at the school gate before they went to look for Harry together.
"Allen, I'm here!" Flag waved at Allen cheerfully in front of a fried chicken shop at the school gate with a sandwich in one hand.
Flegg, who had graduated with honors, was rewarded with a large sum of pocket money by his parents. Hearing that he was going to go out with Ellen, the little teacher who had volunteered to tutor him, the best student in the whole grade, and who could be called a mentor and helpful friend, Flegg and his wife were very happy to let him go.
"Allen, have you had breakfast? Do you want some fried chicken? "
"Okay, although I've already had breakfast. I've already eaten breakfast, but another piece of fried chicken would be good too. I'll buy a few cups of milk tea and pack one for Harry, "Allen said as he took out two pounds.
The two first went to the "Baccarat" boutique toy store to buy a birthday present for Harry. Then, they took a bus to the neighborhood where Harry Potter lived.
"4 Privet Drive. This is the place!" Flag said to Allen after looking at the street sign.
Allen was looking at a cat squatting on the wall. There are no lines around the cat's eyes. It should be a normal cat. Professor Mag, the vice-dean of the Hogwarts, wouldn't be waiting outside Muggle's house for no reason, even if it's Harry Potter's foster home. Allen laughed at his own wild thoughts.
Flag had already pressed the doorbell. A burly man's voice came from inside. "Dudley, go open the door!"
"Get Harry. I want to watch cartoons!" Dudley sounded very impatient.
Then, the sound of footsteps came. A middle-aged blond man, so fat that he had a double chin, opened the door. He looked very greasy, and asked in a gruff voice, "Who are you looking for, kid?"
"Hello, Uncle. We are Harry Potter's classmates. May I ask if Harry is here?" Flag asked politely.
"Harry? There's no Harry Potter here, "Vernon Dersley said impatiently, and was about to slam the door shut." Oh!
Allen stepped forward and blocked the door. "Uncle, may I ask if Dudley is here? I'm Allen Harris, Dudley's classmate. "
"You're Allen Harris? The top student in the grade? … Dada, your classmate Allen Harris is looking for you! "Mr. Dursley looked at Allen suspiciously as he yelled into the room.
"Please come in." Vernon moved his body politely. It seemed that "Learn mathematics, physics, and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid to travel the world" should be replaced with "Strive to be a top student, and you will know people all over the world". Vernon was willing to let his son interact more with the top student in the grade.
"Allen, Flag, you —"
"Dudley," Dudley, for the first time, for the second, "Dudley's classy. Before Dudley could finish his sentence, Allen stepped forward and put his arm around Dudley's shoulder, not allowing him to struggle and walk into the living room.
The living room was very clean and tidy. The pictures on the mantel showed a strong and muscular boy. He was either riding a bicycle, standing by a flower bed in an exhibition, playing computer games with his father, or kissing and hugging his mother. These pictures didn't show any signs of another boy living in the same house. Even though Harry did live here, Allen looked at the cupboard discreetly. He knew that Harry was there.
"Bang bang bang …" Harry knocked on the cupboard with all his might. "Allen, Flag, I'm here." Harry wanted to attract his friends' attention.
"It's Harry's voice. Uncle, you're not illegally imprisoning Harry, are you?" Allen glanced at Mr. Dursley and said deliberately.
"Yes, we haven't seen Harry in a long time. He even missed the final exam!" Flag also heard the voice and was very worried about Harry.
"Of course not. How could that be? We worked so hard to raise him … Oh, damn it!" Mr. Dursley was very embarrassed. After all, he just wanted to hide Harry's existence.
Allen wasn't interested in Dursley's explanation. He quietly pulled off his cufflinks, exerted some force on his wrist, and flicked his fingertips. The cufflinks hit the latch of the cupboard, and the door opened.
Before Dursley could lock the door again, Harry had already crawled out of the cupboard. Behind Harry, the cupboard door opened weakly. The dark cupboard was like a big mouth, swallowing Harry's bright and happy childhood.
No wonder Harry was so skinny and always wore baggy old clothes. This was blatant abuse! Children with parents were treasures, and children without parents were weeds on the side of the road that anyone could trample on. Harry didn't grow up to be another The Dark Lord. He was still as righteous, brave, and kind as before, thanks to Mrs. Kelly's patient teaching and the justice and kindness in his nature. It had to be said that it was also a great blessing that he didn't develop a selfish and lazy personality like Dudley.
Allen could still watch coldly when he was reading, but now that Harry was his good friend, Allen was filled with righteous indignation when he saw Harry being abused like this.
"Mr. Dursley, I suspect that you've been keeping Harry in a dark cupboard for a long time. I have reason to believe that Harry was illegally imprisoned and abused by you some time ago. Flaig and I saw it with our own eyes. We can be considered witnesses. If you can't improve Harry's situation, I must seek legal aid for Harry. "Suppressing his anger, Allen warned Mr. Dursley, trying to improve Harry's situation.
"That's right. My sister is a lawyer. If Harry needs it, our whole family will help him without hesitation!" Flaig didn't back down either.
Harry looked at his good friend gratefully. When he was helpless in the dark, it was Allen and Flaig who brought him light and made him feel love and hope.
"Okay, okay. Harry, I wanted to take you to the amusement park, but now please take your friend and get out of my house." It was obvious that Mr. Dursley was furious.
Allen, Harry, and Flaig looked at each other. They didn't say anything to anger Mr. Dursley. After all, Harry still had to stay in the Dursley family until he came of age.
"You guys are so nice. Last time, at Dudley's birthday, I actually released a python in the zoo … Dursley has never been so angry before, so he locked me up." Harry was like a caged bird that had regained its freedom. He told his two friends about his previous adventures.
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