The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

Harry gently stroked Hedwig's snow-white feathers, and faced her doubtful eyes. Harry seemed to have made up his mind.

Harry then motioned to Hedwig to stop making too much noise and walked to the window. Spread your hands.

Harry gently clasped the scales on his left wrist with his right hand. The scales lifted up in the opposite direction, causing him some slight discomfort.

Harry retracted his fingers, and the scales bounced back onto the smooth wrist.

"Is this... magic?" This was the first thing Harry thought of, but he realized that the changes in his body were not just in a day or two. His whole body felt stinging when he encountered water.

Harry didn't know whether the change in him was good or bad. If Hermione were here, she might know! Harry thought.

It would be great if you could send them a letter! But here, in the place where he lives now, it is completely impossible. Yes, it is a place of residence, not 'home'. Besides, Uncle Vernon was going to lock himself up tomorrow, and he had no doubt about the truth of what Uncle Vernon said.

There’s nothing their family can’t do!

They will lock themselves up tomorrow, and then there will be no chance of escape!

As for where to go after escaping from here? Who knows, maybe I can fly to London on a broomstick, to Diagon Alley.

As long as you get your own things in the storage room under the stairs, you can't go anywhere in the world!

Harry could no longer control his inner thoughts, and he stuck his head out and looked out the window.

It was pouring rain outside the house, and there were no cars passing by on the road. He couldn't remember the specific time now. He only knew that he read the letters for a long time.

The street lights were also covered by the rain curtain, and the lights on the first floor were turned off. Uncle Vernon seemed to have returned to the bedroom. He didn't know whether he was asleep now.

But he probably couldn't sleep, after all, his biggest business so far was ruined by "the bastard living in their house".

Harry put his hands out the window again. Because his hands still looked like fishmen at this time, he didn't feel too much pain.

"Can you fly out by yourself? The weather is like this!" Hedwig glanced at the rain outside and nodded hesitantly. Yes, it is possible, but flying out in the rain is really not a good way to fly.

Seeing Hedwig's confirmation, Harry retracted his hand and squeezed again. This power made him feel safe from the bottom of his heart.

Harry quickly came to the door and pushed it out gently. However, when Harry pushed out a little, he was stuck. The door had been locked tightly by Uncle Vernon.

Immediately, Harry slowly increased the strength on his hands.

Crunch——

When the lock and doorframe made the first overwhelming sound, Harry jerked away.

"You can definitely push it out by force." Harry thought to himself.

If this bedroom door could be pushed open, then the shabby storage room under the stairs would be easily accessible!

Thinking of this, Harry immediately began to pack the luggage that was available in the room. In fact, it's nothing, just a few clothes.

Halfway through receiving it, Harry slammed the clothes on the bed.

"Why! Why do I keep wearing that guy Dudley's old clothes that don't fit!"

Harry thought angrily. He has made up his mind to get out of here.

He has a lot of assets in Gringotts. Although he doesn't have the key yet, Hagrid gave him enough money for two semesters last semester, and he is still keeping the money!

Anyway, we have decided to escape from here now, so what else do we need to care about! At worst, I'll buy myself new clothes in Diagon Alley.

"That's custom-made!"

Harry thought.

Since he didn't bring any clothes, he had nothing to worry about.

Harry warned Hedwig again, asking him to fly away as soon as he saw him running away.

Thinking about it, Harry came to the window sill again and stretched out his entire upper body.

A tingling sensation came up, followed by a sense of abundant strength.

Harry no longer hesitated and looked sharply. Turn around and rush towards the door.

He didn't hesitate, and his whole body hit the door directly.

Bang!

There was a violent sound, and Harry was shocked. He looked at the place where the door frame and the lock were connected. The wooden door frame there had been cracked, and it was only just a hair away from being forcibly broken open.

Some blood oozed from Harry's elbow, and the originally tight scales loosened.

Harry punched the door frame, and with the sound of wood exploding, the door burst open.

Harry hesitated no longer. He could hear Uncle Vernon's voice: "What's wrong? Hey, Petunia, did you hear that?"

Harry kicked the door open and ran down the stairs. Because he was not in the rain, his strength would gradually disappear, so he had to race against time.

Harry ran downstairs and broke open the storage door again. This time it was much easier, and Harry didn't even feel that he had made any effort.

Uncle Vernon ran out with it and stood on the stairwell. Harry picked up a box inside, which was all his belongings.

Uncle Vernon's fat body walked down step by step, his face flushed. He knew who this person was just through the figure, and he cursed, "Do you want to rebel? You forgot who gave you food." I gave you something to drink and raised you for so many years..."

Aunt Petunia, who had a mean horse face, also appeared on the stairwell. She looked at Harry in horror, "How dare you...you?"

Harry ignored what they said, picked up the box and ran straight to the door.

This kind of door can only protect the inside but not the outside, so Harry freed one hand and quickly opened the lock.

Uncle Vernon hurried down the stairs at this time, stumbled, and grabbed Harry's clothes.

"Stop right there..." He said this almost with gritted teeth.

Harry swung his hand back and hit Uncle Vernon's hand, but Uncle Vernon grabbed his clothes tightly at this time and refused to let go. Then Harry quickly took out the wand from the box, and it stood on the box, visible at a glance.

"Let go!" Harry shouted.

Uncle Vernon looked a little scared, but still said stubbornly: "You dare not, if you dare, you will never be able to go back to the school you miss so much!"

Harry was also anxious. He panted and held the wand tightly and shouted, "So what? Can I go back if I am locked up here by you?"

"You..." Uncle Vernon looked at Harry's crazy eyes and was inexplicably scared.

Then he reluctantly let go of his hand, "Go! Die outside!"

Harry waved his hand back and shook Uncle Vernon off. He ran out. Aunt Petunia ran to Uncle Vernon and supported him, staring at Harry's back as he ran into the rain with murderous eyes.