Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Harry was going crazy.

He had just finished discussing Hedwig's whereabouts with Clooney - Clooney agreed that Harry should keep Hedwig and the Wilson family's eagle owl at home, so that she could have more time to fly freely without being hated by magic. My uncle and aunt were imprisoned in this small cage.

Harry thought he had been very friendly, but the strange creature still refused to let him go, causing him to be warned by the Ministry of Magic for this behavior. If there is a next time, he may be expelled from school!

Drop out of school! Harry had never thought of this! For Hermione, being kicked out of school is more terrifying than death, but for Harry, isn't that the case? He has rarely found a habitat where he can make friends normally, develop his potential well, and be loved by everyone! He would never allow such a thing to happen!

Moreover, this is clearly not his fault!

He held the letter tightly with his right hand, and the originally flatly folded paper was balled up. He endured his anger and returned to his bedroom, but the so-called house elf was long gone.

"Good! So good!" He hammered his mattress angrily, scaring Hedwig so much that she screamed, "He messed everything up! And now he's gone again!"

But there was nothing Harry could do. Perhaps his aunt and uncle felt a little guilty, or perhaps they were in a good mood, so they didn't investigate what letter the sudden owl sent him, and he didn't get any punishment for it, but he still felt terrible.

Why is he always the unlucky one? Even the tender moment of delivering the cake was interrupted by an uninvited guest. Could it be that he and the Dursleys would not be able to live in peace one day in this life?

Harry really couldn't figure it out.

He clutched the small golden key with the button in his hand tightly, and fell asleep while thinking continuously - he was really too tired.

"It would be better if I rested like this earlier." He was still thinking before losing consciousness, "This way I can sleep happily."

When he woke up groggily, there was another person standing next to Harry's bed.

"Ah!" Harry exclaimed, pressing back his pounding heart, "Who is it!"

The figure with the light behind was also startled by these words. He screamed silently, but quickly came to his senses: "It's me! Harry!"

Harry rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses, and under the moonlight, he saw a few dancing red hairs.

"Ron!" he shouted in surprise, "It's you!"

"Why are you here?"

"Didn't we agree to come to my house for a few days?" Ron turned around. There was a rumbling noise outside the window that sounded very much like an engine. "I told you before, I invited you for twelve times! But you never reply! School is about to start now! Harry!"

"As soon as I got home last night, I sent you another letter! Let you prepare for tonight!"

"How come you still don't know anything!"

Harry looked at him angrily after hearing this: "It's a long story. Your letters were stolen by others. They are still in his hands now."

"Ah? How could this happen? Is this why you cast spells outside school?" Ron opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "I'm telling you! Even Fred and George know this is illegal!"

"Ronnie?" Two voices shouted in unison outside the window, "We can hear you!"

"Okay." Ron lowered his voice, "Anyway - shall we set off now?"

"I have to at least say hello to my uncle and aunt." Harry scratched his head, "They originally planned for our family to go on vacation in a few days."

"Oh——" Ron was also a little embarrassed, "I haven't thought of this yet."

"I originally had a very bad relationship with them." Harry added understandingly, "But it has eased a lot recently, so I thought maybe I should, at least, leave a message to let them know where I was, or that it wasn't sudden. Missing."

"Do you have a phone at home?" Harry asked.

"This - this -" Ron looked out the window for help.

A playful but somewhat rich voice continued: "Not yet - Harry - but you can ask Claudia for help when the time comes - she has a phone anywhere!"

"Okay." Harry nodded. He didn't want his friends and his friends' brothers to go to Ron's house in vain. Moreover, if he went to Ron's house, he could free his magic tools! You know, his homework has not been touched at all during this entire vacation!

Operation! Harry suddenly remembered.

"My homework, wand, and broomstick are all still locked in the storage room downstairs -" Harry looked at them apologetically, "It seems we won't be able to leave for a while."

"Don't worry!" The rich voice sounded again, and Fred and George climbed into Harry's room through the window.

"Get out of the way, Harry." A slightly clearer boy pushed him, then took out a black hairpin from his pocket and stuck it into the keyhole.

"Many people think that learning such Muggle tricks is a waste of time," Fred said with a smile, "but you have to admit that learning such sophisticated techniques can sometimes come in handy."

With a click, the door opened. They swarmed in, carried Harry's babies upstairs, and carried them to the window.

"How do we—" Before Harry could finish his question, he saw the cyan car hovering in the window, "Wow! This is so cool!"

They loaded their luggage into the car, Harry tucked Hedwig into the passenger seat, and then they were ready to set off.

"What the hell are you doing!" Uncle Vernon stood on the grass and raised his head, "I wonder why there is someone working on a lawnmower in the middle of the night! Harry Potter!"

"Where are you going!" Uncle Vernon yelled, and Harry thought maybe even people in other neighborhoods heard the cry. Because several windows were lit up with lights.

"Uncle!" Harry replied, "I'm going to stay at a friend's house for a few days! I'm not going to the resort island!"

"This way you can have fun too!"

"We don't need it!" Aunt Petunia also rushed out angrily with her hands on her hips, "Where are you going?!"

"My friends -" Harry felt that he couldn't explain clearly, "I - I - I will explain it to you through Clooney tomorrow!"

"Don't!" Uncle Vernon yelled louder. He looked extremely anxious, "Don't let the Albert family find out!"

"I mean!" Harry reacted, "My friend's house is very close to Clooney's house, so - I will borrow her phone to explain the situation to you - and - as long as I find Gram Lonnie can find me!"

"She won't know anything else!"

"You better! No! Harry Potter!" Aunt Petunia looked a hundred times angrier than Uncle Vernon, "I told you! Stay away from those messy magical little things!"

"I can really take care of myself!" Harry found that people were beginning to move in the lighted windows, as if someone would soon poke their heads out to see what was going on here. Fred and George were already pressing their conversation.

"Sorry -" Harry waved to the people who were getting smaller and smaller, "I promise - my safety - and my whereabouts! I have to go!!"

Harry saw Dally arriving belatedly. He just stared at their retreating figures and sighed, then pulled his uncle and aunt back to the house. The curious people finally poked their heads out of the window - but they saw nothing.

"This is really a disaster." Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead.