"You sent me a greeting card!" Harry stopped what he was doing and looked at Allen in shock. No one had ever written a letter to Harry in his entire life.
"Yes. Now we have to stop the postman, or the letter won't reach you." Allen was also surprised by Harry's excitement, and reflected on himself for not caring enough about his friend.
"Hello, is there a letter for Harry Potter?" Allen stopped the postman.
"Let me see. There is indeed a letter for Mr. Harry Potter." The postman took the letter out of the pouch and looked at it.
"I am Harry Potter. Can you give me the letter?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Can you provide me with documents that can prove your identity? For example, a birth certificate, a passport, or a proof of your home address? "The postman was very polite and cautious. In England, a letter that could prove one's home address was very important, and couldn't be given to others casually.
"I don't have them. They are all with my aunt, but I really am Harry Potter." Harry was eager to prove himself.
"Yes, I can prove that he is Harry Potter, and so can Allen," Fregg said hurriedly.
"I'm sorry, but if you don't have any valid documents to prove your identity, I have to deliver the letter to the mailbox where it is addressed. You won't lose it. "The postman said that he had to follow the rules and regulations, and bypassed Harry and the other two.
"Allen, think of something!" Fregg looked at Allen urgently.
Allen shrugged, indicating that there was nothing he could do. He couldn't rob the postman for a letter that Harry would definitely receive.
Harry followed the postman closely. With a click, he knew that all the letters had slipped into the mat in front of the house. He didn't have a chance to get the letter. A trace of despair rose in Harry's heart, as well as some anger that he couldn't vent.
"Trust me, Harry. You will definitely see the letter." Allen walked up and patted Harry's shoulder to comfort him.
Let's not talk about how Allen and the other two had behaved atrociously in the neighborhood, how they had celebrated Harry's birthday; how Harry had fought a battle of wits with Dursley to get the letter, how he had met Hagrid, and how surprised and happy he was when he learned that he was a young wizard. Let's see how Allen received the letter when he got home.
"Allen, congratulations!" Allen pushed open the door and was greeted by a spray of colorful ribbons. The room was decorated in a riot of colors. The sparks and colorful bubbles that were sprayed out by the wand made the room extremely bright and dreamy. Behind the door, Allen's family welcomed Allen with big smiles. Mrs. Harris and Daisy pushed a huge cake out of the kitchen. This scene made Allen feel extremely warm and happy. His eyes seemed to be soaked in tears of joy, shining and reflecting this beautiful scene, making him look even more radiant.
Emily took Allen's bag and put it away. Mr. Harris came over and handed Allen a letter. The envelope was made of thick parchment, and the address was written in emerald ink without a stamp. Allen turned the envelope over and saw a wax seal, a shield emblem, and a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake circled around the letter "H".
"Congratulations, Allen! You've received an admission notice from Hogwarts. Open it and take a look. "Mrs. Harris said lovingly.
The letter informed the little wizard of the things to bring and things to take note of. After Allen finished reading, he handed the letter to Mrs. Harris. Although everyone had seen the same letter many times, they couldn't help but pass it around. Mr. Harris also immediately said that he would seal the letter and keep it forever.
The family happily sat at the dining table, eating delicacies such as roasted mushrooms, fried sausages, and butter cakes made by Mrs. Harris and Daisy, while talking about all kinds of interesting things about Hogwarts.
"I wonder which school brother will go to?" Emily asked expectantly.
"No matter which academy it is, it's worth it for you to put your heart into it and learn from it. You have to know that being assigned to an academy doesn't only give you the advantages of that academy. Even if you were assigned to Slytherin, which is known for its ambition and thirst for power, you can still have the bravery of Gryffindor, the perseverance and honesty of Hufflepuff, and the wisdom and knowledge of Ravenclaw," Mr. Harris said earnestly. Alan felt that this was an old man's advice, so he nodded and accepted it. After all, Snape, who was born in Slytherin, also had loyalty, perseverance, knowledge, and bravery.
"But how do we determine which school we'll be assigned to?" Little sister Emily asked curiously.
Everyone in the family smiled and looked at her. Mrs. Harris stroked her little daughter's soft blonde hair and said, "You'll know when the time comes."
Under the witness of the whole family, Allen, who was looking forward to a new life, sent his reply to the Hogwarts through Edward, the owl at home.
At the same time, Harry also received a birthday cake from Hagrid and learned about his background. Wearing Hagrid's coat and eating the delicious, greasy sausages, he felt as if he was in a dream. He was a little wizard who was going to study in a top wizard school instead of Stonewall Middle School. He could finally leave this oppressive home! While he was full of joy, he also thought of his good friends, Allen and Freeg. They were going to be separated from them. They wouldn't be in the same school, and they wouldn't be in the same city. They would make new friends. Yes, Allen was so outstanding, and Freeg was so cheerful. They were so lovable in the crowd … Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but feel a little sad.
At this moment, the window of the shabby house standing on the reef made a knocking sound. Harry looked over and saw an owl. After the bombardment of magic messages during the day, Harry knew that this animal was a cute messenger. He rolled over and opened the window. A strong sea breeze immediately blew at his face. The owl staggered under the strong wind, but it still struggled to fly to the armrest of the broken sofa. It tilted its head and looked at Harry, as if it were asking why Harry didn't come over to open the letter.
This was a very strong owl. It was wet all over. It was not hard to imagine how much wind and waves it had fought to deliver the letter in such bad weather. Although it was exhausted, it still stubbornly straightened its body and stared at Harry with its sharp eyes before it completed its mission.
"Hurry up and untie the letter on its leg. It's not easy to fly here in this weather. What a loyal messenger! "Hagrid praised and urged Harry to open the letter quickly.
Harry hurried over. The owl stretched out its left leg, on which a small roll of parchment was tied with a red rope. Amazingly, the rope and the parchment were very dry in such a stormy weather. There wasn't a trace of water on it!
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