Chapter 12: Rescue Harry Potter (modified, typo corrected)

　　 In the early morning, a drop of dew fell from the young leaves, throwing out ten thousand rays of golden light. Allen got up and closed his posture and completed the third movement of the exercise technique.
　　 "Finally practicing the third action is considered to have reached the initial stage, I don't know what kind of surprise it will bring me." Allen was full of expectations.
Allen’s thoughts shifted to a year and a half ago. After getting the body exercises, Allen spent the whole afternoon immersed in books, chewing the words that appeared in each book, and tracing the book in his mind thousands of times. Pictures, to demonstrate specific actions in your mind. Fortunately, there were no major courses in the afternoon class, which made Alan pass it smoothly.
For the past year and a half, in the second class every day, Allen has been tutoring Harry and Fryg’s homework. While their grades have improved by leaps and bounds, their friendship has also been repeated again and again by Dali Dursley and others The provocation is increasing day by day.
Although Mrs. Morgan Lefay Harris didn’t care about the Muggle School’s test scores, she learned that her son’s final exam scores had achieved A+, the best grade of Muggle’s scoring standard for all his tasks, and she also learned extra. After playing the piano, he still gave his son a lot of Jin Jialong as a reward.
In order to cope with the sorting hat and Dumbledore’s possible spiritual exploration, Allen spent most of his energy on Occlumency. He still couldn’t keep it like a master like Snape. Operation, more than a year of hard work can only barely maintain it for a short period of time.
　　 Of course, compared to the boring Occlumency, the thing that makes Alan most happy and interested is nothing more than the study of spells and the practice of "McLean Fitness". At present, in addition to making his body stronger and agile, the most important function of the basic physical exercises is that every time a certain progress is completed, Allen can gradually and more accurately control the muscles in a region of the body. Through the process of learning piano After experimenting with his own fingers in the middle, Allen needs to swing a precise trajectory when using the wand in the future, and when handling those medicinal materials when making potions, he should no longer have to worry about failing due to shaking hands.
　　 went to lie down in the toilet again and proved that he didn't need to help when peeing. Allen returned to the room, showered and changed clothes, and went downstairs. Except for Daisy, the family hadn't gotten up yet.
　　 thoughtfully cooked a pot of steaming, milky breakfast tea for the family, and Allen brought it to Daisy’s table.
　　 "Daisy, I made an appointment with Frog today to find Harry, and you can help me talk to my mother."
"No problem, so behaved today? Is the pocket money not enough? I happen to still have a few Muggle coins, and it's useless to keep them, you can take them." The fragrant milk tea made Daisy feel very good. She got up and went back to her room and took out a few pounds. She couldn't help but put it in Ellen. In the scent of milk tea, Daisy did not forget to tell her brother, "Remember to come back before dinner."
Allen came to the gate of Freig’s appointment. As soon as he arrived, he heard Freig yelling "Allen, I’m here!" In front of a fish and chip shop in front of the school, Freig was holding a bag in one hand. Fried fish, while beckoning to Allen happily, Fletcher, who graduated from elementary school with honors, received a large amount of pocket money rewarded by his parents. It seems that it will take some time before they are spent.
　　 The two first went to London's largest and oldest toy store-Hamrez Toy Store to buy a birthday gift for Harry, and then took the bus to Privet Road in the Little Huijin District where Harry Potter lived.
　　 "No. 4 Privender Road, this is it!" Frieger, who was walking in front, looked at the street sign and turned to Alan.
Alan was a little surprised to notice that he was looking at a cat crouching on the wall, and with some guilty conscience, he sighed with relief, "There is no pattern of glasses around the cat's eyes, it should be just an ordinary cat. Professor McGonagall, the vice-president of Hogwarts, will not be at the door of Muggle’s house, even if it’s Harry Potter’s foster home."
　　Fleig has rang the doorbell. A thick man's voice came from inside: "Dali, go open the door!"
　　 "Send that weird guy, I want to watch a cartoon!" Dudley's voice was very impatient!
"Smelly boy..." Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of chuckle footsteps, and a middle-aged blond man so fat with a double chin opened the door. He looked very greasy and asked roughly, "Boy, you Who are you looking for?"
　　 "Hello sir, we are Harry Potter's classmates, my name is Freig Brown, is Harry there?" Freig asked politely.
　　 "Harry? There is no Harry Potter here." Vernon Dursley looked impatient, and said that he was about to close the door forcefully.
Allen stepped forward and withstood the door, "If I'm right, you must be Mr. Dursley? Is Dudley here? I'm Alan Harris, and we are also Dudley’s classmates. Today I want to find them out and play, and hope to get your permission..."
"You're Alan Harris? That's No. 1 in the whole year?... Dada, your classmate Alan Harris is looking for you!" Mr. Dursley glanced at Alan suspiciously, then shouted at the room. To.
　　 "Come in, please." Vernon Dursley stepped away. Even Vernon, who hates reading "cultural people", is willing to let his son interact with the first grader.
　　 "Harris, Brown, you--"
"Yes, Dudley, let's talk to you about boxing experience." Before the Dudley could finish speaking, Allen stepped forward, put his arm around Dudley's shoulder, and walked into the living room without letting him break free. Go.
　　 The living room is very clean and tidy. The boy in the picture on the mantelpiece is strong and strong. He is either riding a bicycle or standing by the flowerbed of the exhibition, or playing video games with his father and kissing and hugging his mother.
　　 There is no sign of another boy living in the same house in these photos. Although Harry did indeed live here, Alan looked at the cupboard without a trace. He knew that Harry was there at the moment.
　　 "Boom boom..." Harry knocked desperately in the cupboard, "Allen, Flig, I'm here." Harry wanted to attract the attention of his friends.
　　 "It's Harry's voice? Mr. Dursley, you're not imprisoning Harry illegally, are you?" Allen gave Mr. Dursley a squint and said deliberately.
　　 "Yeah, we haven't seen Harry for a long time, he even missed the final exam!" Fletcher also heard the voice, very worried about Harry.
"Of course not. Why? We worked so hard to bring him up...oh, damn!" Mr. Dursley was embarrassed, you know, just now he wanted to lie that Harry was not just letting them and himself Children playing.
　　 Alan was not interested in listening to Vernon Dursley's explanation, and directly reached out his hand to forcibly unplug the cabinet and opened the door.
　　 Before Dursley locked the door again, Harry had already emerged from the cabinet. Behind Harry, the cupboard door was weakly open, and the black cupboard was like an open mouth, devouring Harry's supposedly bright and happy childhood.
　　 Alan had only obeyed his father's will and deliberately made Harry Potter good, but he did not expect that the actual situation of Harry being abused was much more serious than the situation described in the novel in memory.
No wonder Harry is so thin and always wears big old clothes. The abuse Harry endures is much worse than Allen can see. It is in stark contrast to Dudley who has his own parents beside him. Harry can trample on anyone in this house. Harry didn't grow up to be another Dark Lord, but he was still so upright, brave, and pure, thanks to Mrs. Kelly's patient teaching and inheritance from his mother Lily-justice and kindness in his nature.
In fact, for Petunia Evans Dursley, who has not seen it now, knowing how powerful the mysterious man and his men are, she is willing to let her family risk her life to take in her sister’s orphans. When her husband was annoyed, he persuaded him, and even argued with Dumbledore when Harry was seventeen. From this perspective, Alan felt that although she was not a good elder, she was not too much. Bad…
But I have to say that this made Alan think that Dumbledore, who knew Harry’s situation but did nothing, was really an old bastard, even if Harry had to live in this family because of the ancient magic, but Dumbledore could. A slight intervention to threaten the Dursleys, or to have Hagrid take Harry to use the Potter’s Jin Jialong in Gringotts to exchange some pounds as compensation for adopting him, can make Harry have a happier life. His childhood, but Dumbledore was unwilling to do such a small thing and spent his time and energy on observing his suffering.
　　 Alan couldn't help thinking that Dumbledore was just to give Harry an unfortunate childhood so that when he went to the wizarding world, he could show his care for him and get Harry's goodwill for him? In addition, looking forward to and in the name of a test, designing and arranging a child to commit multiple risks to help him grow up, in the hope that he can save the world in the future. This behavior itself is against being the most powerful white wizard and Hogwarts principal. According to Dumbledore, it was serious irresponsibility. (Author's note: The short article on the official website pottermore admits that Dumbledore is not responsible for this behavior.)
　　 But when he used to read books and contact Harry with the purpose of completing tasks, Alan could still stand by and express his understanding to Dursley, but now that he was so abused with his own eyes, Alan still felt a little outraged.
"Mr. Dursley, I suspect that you have kept Harry in the dark cabinet for a long time. I have reason to believe that Harry was illegally imprisoned and abused by you some time ago. Freig and I have seen it with my own eyes. UU read www.uukanshu. com is a personal testimony. If you can't improve Harry's situation, I need to seek legal aid for Harry." To suppress the anger, Allen issued a warning to Mr. Dursley to try to improve Harry's situation.
　　 "Yes, my sister is a lawyer. If Harry needs it, our family will be obliged to help him!" Fletcher did not show any weakness.
　　 Harry looked at his friend gratefully. In the dark and helpless, it was Allen and Freig who brought light to him and made him still feel love and hope.
"Okay, okay, Harry, I wanted to take you to the amusement park, now I invite you to take your friends out of my house." It can be seen that Vernon Dursley is not I believe too much about the threats of these children, but I am still a little guilty and angry.
　　 Alan, Harry, and Flyg looked at each other, and didn't say anything to irritate each other. After all, Harry would stay at Dursley's house until he was seventeen years old-the adult age recognized by the wizarding world.
"It's so kind of you guys. Last time Dudley had his birthday, I actually released a python in the zoo... Dursley had never made such a big fire before, so he locked me up." Harry replied freely. The bird in the cage tells his two friends about his previous adventure.
"Harry, don’t hurry. The postman seems to have come to your house. I sent you a birthday card." Seeing the postman coming by on a motorcycle in the distance, Alan remembered the plot and stopped. Harry sharing fried fish with Flyg.
　　 "You sent me a greeting card!" Harry stopped his movements and looked at Ellen with a shocked look. You know, at this age, no one has ever written a letter to Harry.
　　 Allen was also surprised at Harry's excitement, he just sent a card at random to perfunctory.