Chapter 19
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Time passed by as Allen practiced diligently. During this period, Allen seriously studied the brain seal technique. Although he didn't have a sparring partner, he was able to concentrate on practicing every day while holding his breath.
After taking the Super Magic Enhancement Potion, Allen's magic was unbelievably abundant, and there was no danger of a magic riot. It was really a good potion!
Allen's Body Refining Technique had finally broken through to the fourth style. His fingers were flexible and soft beyond imagination. If he were to perform a finger dance in his previous life, no one would be able to compete with him. His wrist could also rotate freely. This kind of freedom referred more to flexibility. If there were any secret martial arts books such as the Muscle Dislocation Hand or the Orchid Touch Finger, Allen would be able to learn twice the result with half the effort. For a wizard, stability was more important. Mastering the fourth style meant that Allen's success rate of casting spells and the success rate of brewing potions had greatly increased.
Of course, it was important to strike a balance between work and rest. It was wonderful to immerse oneself in hard work and occasionally enjoy the wonderful world. During this period, Allen cooked hotpot, dumplings, double cooked pork, and other delicacies for the family to enjoy, and they were full of praise. Of course, when Allen proposed to invite Harry Potter to play at home, the whole family unanimously agreed. In order to welcome Harry, Mrs. Harris even did a thorough cleaning and asked Daisy to buy a lot of ingredients.
"This child really has not had it easy. Everyone only remembers that he defeated the great demon, but the feeling of living under someone else's roof must be terrible." Mrs. Harris sighed as she waved her wand to remove a stain on the wall.
Indeed, because of the series of disturbances caused by the admission letter, the relationship between Harry and his aunt's family fell to the freezing point. His aunt's family completely ignored Harry. In addition, Harry was curious about the world of magic. Except for when Allen came to visit him, Harry spent most of his time in his room studying his school textbooks. Under Allen's influence and guidance, Harry became very diligent.
While Harry was reading seriously, a mighty owl flew in through the window. Harry rolled out of bed and quickly ran to the table. The owl Edward had already stretched out its left leg proudly. Harry unfolded the parchment and saw the words written on it.
Dear Harry,
Tomorrow morning at 10 o 'clock, I will pick you up and bring you to my house. Everyone is eagerly looking forward to your arrival.
Allen Harris
Harry immediately sat at the table, dipped his hand in ink, and replied to Allen that he was also looking forward to tomorrow's trip.
The next morning, Harry packed his things neatly and was very looking forward to it. He didn't know how Allen would pick him up. He hoped that it would be in a normal way, such as taking a bus.
As the clock ticked, Harry couldn't help but hold Allen's letter tightly. Uncle Vernon tightened his tie, looked in the mirror, and glanced at Harry. "Harry, are you sure someone will pick you up at 10 o 'clock?" Before Harry could respond, he seemed to regret asking this question and quickly said, "We are going to Aunt Feng Ji's house. I hope your weird friends will come on time!"
Harry wanted to refute that Allen was not a weirdo, but they were. But for the freedom at his fingertips, Harry endured.
The clock finally pointed to 10, and the doorbell rang at the same time. Without waiting for Uncle Vernon to speak, Harry rushed to the door and opened it. Allen Harris looked at him with a smile. Mr. Harris stood outside the door with two boxes of black tea in his hand and was nodding politely to Uncle Vernon.
Uncle Vernon narrowed his small eyes, looked up and down at Mr. Harris, and instantly burst into a warm smile.
It wasn't difficult to guess the reason. The big logo of the Mercedes-Benz behind Mr. Harris was shining in the sun. No matter how strict a person was, they couldn't criticize Mr. Harris's decent outfit.
Uncle Vernon warmly invited Mr. Harris to enter the door. Allen winked at Harry. After so many interactions, Allen certainly knew Uncle Vernon's character. There was nothing strange about honoring Luo Yi first before honoring her. Most people were like that. But Allen definitely didn't want his father to be despised, and Mr. Harris didn't want Harry to be embarrassed.
Harry and Ellen clattered upstairs and then clattered down again, as fast as a tornado. Harry held Hedwig's cage, and Allen took all the other bags by himself. Such great strength made Harry stunned. Allen couldn't not be fast. The Muggle question and answer he taught Mr. Harris wouldn't last long.
When Allen's car was far away, Uncle Vernon was still waving. No wonder Allen was so outstanding. Growing up in an elite family, he was bound to be successful. Vernon firmly believed that such a well-spoken person couldn't be a wizard.
Allen and the others turned out of Vernon's sight and went straight to the car rental shop. Yes, the car was rented in advance by Allen, including the expensive suit on Mr. Harris.
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