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Sure enough, hearing Harry mention Sirius, Uncle Vernon's little eyes suddenly narrowed in fear.
"Alright, you can go and watch this damned, stupid, so-called broken World Cup. Write to the Weasley family and tell them to pick you up. Remember. I don't have time to send you around. You can stay there all summer, "said Uncle Vernon." You might as well tell your godfather that you're going. Oh right, write a letter to the kid in the Mason family too. Tell them that I support you in contacting him. "
"I know!" said Harry happily.
He turned and walked to the door of the living room, resisting the urge to cheer.
Outside in the hall, he almost bumped into Dudley.
Dudley had been hiding behind the door, obviously hoping to hear Harry get a lesson.
He was astonished to see that Harry was grinning from ear to ear.
"What a wonderful breakfast, isn't it?" asked Harry. "I'm so full. What about you?"
Harry laughed at the frightened expression on Dudley's face. He ran up the stairs and into his bedroom.
There, Hedwig was waiting for him with Elwyn's reply.
On the ceiling, there was a little owl flying around the light tube on the ceiling. It was Ron's little pig.
After delivering the letter to Elwyn, it followed Hedwig to Harry's room with Ron's other letter.
"Be quiet!" said Harry.
Seeing him, the little owl swooped down, chirping incessantly. 【Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
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Harry first read the letter from the pig. It was written in Ron's handwriting.
Whether Muggle is willing or not, we're coming to pick you up. You can't miss the World Cup. But Mom and Dad think it's best to pretend to ask for their opinion. If they agree, please send a reply from the pig as soon as possible. We'll pick you up at five o 'clock on Sunday.
"Friday afternoon!" Harry looked at the calendar. It was the next day.
While the pig was fluttering around, Hedwig landed gently beside Harry.
As if to show the pig how a real owl messenger should behave, she behaved in a surprisingly steady manner.
Hedwig stretched out her leg and let Harry untie Elwyn's reply.
Then, she gently pecked Harry, chirped in a noble manner, and flew back to her cage.
Elwyn's handwriting was very beautiful. It first briefly explained the dream and advised Harry to practice Cerebral Occlusion.
Then it said that they would come to the Dursleys' house tomorrow afternoon and set off with Harry to the Burrow.
Harry didn't know what Cerebral Occlusion was. He looked strangely at Elwyn's suggestion.
"Empty your mind every night before you go to bed?!" Harry read it again, puzzled.
He looked at Elwyn's letter again to make sure he didn't read it wrong!
"Empty my mind?!" Harry didn't see how it would help.
Then he noticed the content at the back. Elwyn and Hermione would also come tomorrow afternoon.
Harry decided not to think about the strange dream and Elwyn's strange suggestion for the time being. The great joy continued.
He only needed to put up with the Dursleys for one more day before he could leave this house.
Perhaps this would be the last time he would return here.
When Sirius recovered, he could move in with them and get rid of the Dursleys forever.
Harry smiled foolishly. He picked up a quill and grabbed a clean piece of parchment. He wrote on it, "Ron, everything is fine here. Muggle said I can come. See you tomorrow at five. I can't wait. "
He folded the letter very, very small. The little owl jumped up and down excitedly.
Harry spent a lot of effort to tie the letter to its leg. As soon as the letter was tied, the owl set off.
It flew out of the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Harry wrote a letter to Elwyn and Hermione. The content was similar. See you tomorrow.
"Hedwig, please go to Elwyn's house again!" Harry paused. "Then go to Ron's house and wait for me. Do you understand?"
Hedwig let out a low cry. She lovingly bit Harry's finger.
Then, she spread her huge wings and flew out of the open window with a soft whooshing sound.
Harry watched her disappear into the air. He turned around and crawled under the bed. He pried open the loose floorboard and pulled out a large piece of cake.
He plopped down on the floor and dug in, savoring the joy that filled his heart.
He had cake to eat, while Dudley had nothing but grapefruit.
It was a bright summer day. He would leave Privet Drive the next day. His scar had completely healed. He also had to go see Sirius and watch the Quidditch World Cup.
At such a time, Harry could hardly be bothered. Even Lord Voldemort could not ruin his joy.
The next morning, Elwyn and Hermione packed early.
With the help of Dobby, their things were quickly sent to Weasley's house.
Elwyn and Hermione had originally planned to walk to the Dursleys' house, but his father insisted on sending them there.
At around two o 'clock in the afternoon, Elwyn's father's car stopped in front of the door of Privet Drive Number 4, just like the dinner party two years ago.
The place looked exactly the same as before, just a little more run-down.
"We're here!" Elwyn said softly.
"Is this Harry's aunt and uncle's house?!" Hermione asked curiously. It was her first time here.
She had heard Harry talk about the Dursleys' family countless times in the past few years.
Hermione knew what kind of people they were, as well as their attitude towards wizards.
She carefully looked around the house, looking for Harry, but saw nothing.
Harry did not come out, but the Dursleys' parents were already waiting outside the door.
They had come out to greet Mr. Mason, and they seemed to be quite polite.
Mr. Dursley was wearing his best suit and had a forced smile on his face, which made him look very strange.
Beside him was Harry's aunt Petunia, who did not look very friendly.
"Welcome, Mr. Mason!" Mr. Dursley said, glancing at Elwyn and Hermione unnaturally. "It's an honor to have you visit again. Come in and have a cup of tea."
They exchanged some pleasantries before entering the house.
Just like Elwyn remembered, the house was very clean, and the furniture was polished to a shiny shine.
However, there were more toys and items related to Dali, but there was still no sign of Harry.
"Where's Harry?" Elwyn asked.
There were still two hours until the appointed time. They were too early!
"Oh, he's upstairs in his room!" Mr. Dursley said in disgust. "You can go and find him."
From his point of view, letting three evil little wizards gather in his house was the worst thing that could happen to him.
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