The Fate of Harry Potter

Early the next morning, Nydia and Michelle quietly took a carriage to Diagon Alley. They changed into Muggle clothes on the carriage, which caused a stir when they passed through Diagon Alley and the Broken Ax Bar.

Small attention.

After coming to the Muggle world from the Broken Ax Bar, Michelle began to urgently call taxis in the hope of minimizing their time out. Nydia, who had never been to the Muggle world, was obsessed with everything here.

Full of curiosity, he kept asking Michelle various questions.

"Look Michelle, the people in that box are moving. It's really amazing. Muggles can make little people perform in that box even without magic." Nidia pointed to the display in the window of the roadside electrical appliance store.

's TV said. "But why can't they make the people in the photos and newspapers move?"

"That's a TV, these are different things. Photos and newspapers are just thin pieces of paper." Michelle tried to explain the principle to Nidia, but after thinking for a long time, she realized that she didn't understand it that well.

"What's the difference?" Nidia continued to ask.

"I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, it's just that the ones on TV can move, but the ones on paper can't." Michelle said impatiently.

"Where should we go now?" Nidia asked curiously, looking at Michelle who was standing on the side of the road looking around but had no intention of moving forward.

"We need to take a car. Surrey is not a place that can be reached quickly on foot." At this time, Michelle had already stopped a taxi and the car stopped in front of them.

"Wow! Is this a car? They can run. Isn't it really magic?"

Nidia looked at the taxi in front of her and exclaimed, but before Michelle could finish her sigh, she quickly put Nidia into the car. Nidia got even more excited after sitting in the car. She started

She compared riding in a car with riding a carriage, and then began to ask various questions about all kinds of new things outside the car. Her strange behavior attracted the attention of the taxi driver, and Michelle had to explain to him what she was doing.

A friend had just come from the country and had never seen a big city. Nidia didn't like this statement, but she also realized that her behavior was too outrageous, so she stopped asking all kinds of questions, but her eyes still kept looking.

looking at the outside world.

After a while, the taxi finally stopped. At this time, Nydia no longer had the excitement she had at the beginning, and her mind returned to worrying about Harry.

"No. 4, Privet Drive, is right here." Michelle said while checking the street sign.

Nitya was a little nervous. She mustered up the courage to walk to the door and knocked lightly. Soon there was a noise in the house. The door was opened, and a tall and burly man with almost no neck and a big beard appeared.

A man appeared in front of them. The man looked at them up and down, and they also looked at the man. Nydia guessed that this man should be Harry's uncle.

"What's the matter with you?" the man asked, his tone unkind.

"Hello sir, does Harry Potter live here?" Nydia asked carefully.

After hearing what they said, the man's expression looked particularly horrified. He looked at Nitya and Michelle carefully with his eyes wide open, and then said loudly in an angry voice: "There is no such person here, please leave quickly, don't

Come here again." After saying that, he closed the door forcefully, leaving Nidia and Nidia standing there in shock.

"I think we may have caused more trouble for Harry..." Michelle said.

"I think too..." Although she had heard Harry say that his uncle was terrible, Nydia did not expect him to be so unreasonable. "What should we do now? There is no way to determine Harry's condition."

"We can observe what's going on inside from the window, maybe we can see Harry." Michelle suggested.

Although Nitya felt that Harry's uncle might find out if they did this again, they had no other better way at the moment, so the two began to circle around the house. They saw three figures in the living room, among which

One is Harry's uncle, and there is a chubby boy who is simply a smaller version of Harry's uncle. This must be Harry's annoying cousin. The last woman's figure is exactly the same as the other two.

In contrast, she is tall and thin, with golden hair. She must be Harry's aunt. They seemed to be discussing something, and their expressions were a little angry. Nydia only hoped that it was not because of their visit just now.

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"Look there, that room on the second floor." Michelle suddenly pointed to a room on the second floor with a window blocked by iron bars and said, "I think we have found Harry's room."

"Now I know why he didn't reply to me." Nidia looked at the window that was incompatible with the surroundings in surprise.

"Now I know why Harry looked so painful when he was informed about the holiday." Michelle still clearly remembers that when everyone was cheering for the holiday, Harry was the only one sitting in the corner with a sad look on his face.

She even saw Harry secretly asking Professor McGonagall if he could stay at school during the holidays.

"The room is on the second floor, how can we get his idea?" Nidia said worriedly. Even though they were sure that it was the room where Harry was, they still didn't know if he was in the room!

"Look at me!"

After Michelle finished speaking, she walked towards a tree facing Harry's room. Before Nydia could react, Michelle had quickly climbed up the trunk.

"It's too dangerous for you to do this." Nidia looked at Michelle worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's no problem." Michelle smiled at Nidia to reassure her. "I saw him, he's inside."

Michelle broke off a few smaller branches and threw them at Harry's window, trying to attract Harry's attention. Soon Harry noticed the movement Michelle made. He saw Michelle

The expression on his face when meeting Nitya was nothing short of surprising.

"Michelle! Nydia! Why are you here!" Harry rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Nitya heard that you had been warned by the Ministry of Magic. She was worried that something had happened to you, so she insisted on coming to see how you were doing." Michelle sat on a relatively thick branch and shrugged helplessly.

"What happened, Harry, why did you use magic? You know we are not allowed to use magic outside of school." Nydia asked Harry worriedly.

"It wasn't the magic I used. I was framed by the house elves. The Ministry of Magic gave me a warning letter without investigating clearly." Harry said angrily.

"What! You actually have house elves in your home. Aren't your uncles and others Muggles?" Michelle asked in confusion.

"He's not from the Dursleys. I don't know where he came from. He said I was in danger and wouldn't let me go back to Hogwarts. He also cut off all my letters." Harry became more and more emotional as he spoke.

Get excited.

"So you didn't receive the letter I wrote at all?" Nydia had previously thought that Harry was unable to send the letter just because he was imprisoned.

"Did you write me a letter?" Harry swept away the anger just now, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Why be surprised! Can't I write to you? And it's your birthday a few days ago," Nidia said.

"No, of course. I mean, I'm glad you wrote to me and remembered my birthday. Thank you." Harry laughed happily, but after a while, he became depressed again, "

But I think I might not be able to go back to Hogwarts this time."

"Why?" Nidia and Michelle asked in unison.

"Didn't you see? I was locked up. That house elf messed up a big business for the Dursley family. They were very angry. They also thought it was me who did it." Harry said in despair.

."They won't let me out of this room at all now."

"We will definitely find a way to rescue you!" Nidia said without thinking.

Michelle, who was still sitting in the tree, was about to ask Nitya if she had thought of any solution, when an angry roar interrupted their conversation.

"Get out of my yard, you weirdos, I warned you." Harry's uncle, Mr. Dursley, yelled at them crazily, his face turned red with anger.

"Quickly, you go quickly." Harry shouted to them worriedly.

Michelle slid down from the tree, grabbed Nidia and ran out. Nidia looked back at Harry worriedly as she ran. She felt that Harry's situation might become more difficult now.

If the Dursleys couldn't do anything to her and Michelle, they would definitely vent their anger on Harry. She must find a way to rescue Harry as soon as possible.