A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 123 The Holiday Reunion

At the end of July, the weather became more and more sweltering, and even the flower-scented breeze coming in from the window was hot.

Rozier's birthday party has long since ended.Unsurprisingly, it was as dull and boring as in previous years. Of course, only Owen probably thought so, and the other children had a good time.On the way, Cousin Rhine proudly demonstrated to everyone a little black magic he had learned, allowing a spider hanging on the door frame to grow an extra leg, which shocked the little ones.

It has to be said that although the Durmstrang School of Magic is more tolerant towards black magic, only senior students are allowed to touch some black magic with less serious consequences. If someone is found to study dangerous black magic, they will be punished or even expelled .Rhine probably learned something secretly from other places. Of course, he still regrets not being able to scare Owen.

"It seems that you are quite courageous. I thought that after you went to Hogwarts, you would become as fond of crying as the students there..." Rhine said at the time.

Owen could only smile and give polite applause, and then he saw the weird spider jumping on Roland, making the usually calm cousin scream and dance a laser dance on the spot.

After a brief interlude, Owen returned to a leisurely life again, until a letter was delivered.

Owen sat in an armchair in the living room, studying the letter that had just arrived.It's not so much a letter as it is a piece of paper that was folded casually, and it's still crumpled.The snow-white owl delivering the letter looked a little embarrassed, its feathers were not so fluffy, it seemed to be hungry for a long time, and it was wolfing down the fat little white mouse that Owen fed to it.

This letter was obviously from Harry, and he probably had a hard time. Owen and the others sent several letters but did not receive any reply.

In the letter, Harry briefly described his situation during these days.His wand, textbooks, and luggage were all locked in a locker by his uncle, and even his owl, Hedwig, was locked in a cage all day, preventing Harry from delivering messages to anyone in the wizarding world.He managed to break open the cage where Hedwig was held, and secretly sent this letter.

He asked a lot about the wizarding world, as if this would make him feel like he was still in the wizarding world.At the end of the letter, Harry also made a small complaint that no one had written to him since the holidays.He said pitifully that he hadn't received any news from the wizarding world for more than a month, as if he had been completely forgotten.

Seeing the little wizard pouring out his inner distress in the letter, Owen shook his head with a strange expression.Harry had clearly regarded him as his most trustworthy best friend since they had gone through the trapdoor together last term.

"But Harry didn't receive a letter this summer?" Owen tapped the wooden armrest of the chair thoughtfully, "It seems that Dobby still intercepted them like the original plot... Well, that diary , do you want to find a chance to get it in your hand?"

Hedwig the owl clicked and bit the bone of the mouse, waking Owen up from his contemplation. He glanced at the letter in his hand again. No matter how it looked, the letter looked like a distress letter.

Owen fed Hedwig some owl snacks, took out his wand and cast a cleansing spell on it, making its strands of feathers return to white and fluffy, then organized the language, pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote Lines of writing, stuffed into the envelope and handed it over.

The snow-white owl gently nibbled Owen's fingertips with its pointed beak, and then flew out of the window lightly with the envelope in its mouth, gradually fading away in the pale blue sky.

"Poor guy, I don't know if you can receive it..." Owen shook his head and looked away.But since Harry had complained to him, he didn't intend to sit idly by, since they were friends after all.

After thinking about it, he wrote to Draco and the others to inform Harry of the current situation.As a result, in the next few days, the owl delivering the letter never stopped.

What happened to Harry aroused the unanimous indignation of the little wizards. If Owen hadn't stopped him, Draco might have found someone to come and curse Harry's uncle and aunt.

Blaise's idea was also not very reliable. He wanted to send a magical trouble doll over, so that the family could concentrate on dealing with it, so that they would not have the energy to embarrass Harry anymore.It took Owen a long time to let him understand that the kind of puppet that would make a mess of a wizard's house would probably scare Muggles crazy or even kill them...

Daphne wanted to solve Harry's missing problem and let him deal with his aunt's family by himself.She recently discovered a method of confusing trace detection at home, and she is eager to find someone to try it.But Owen understood that this would only deepen the conflict. If Harry got angry, he might be kicked out the next day.

"What a bunch of careless guys." Owen thought amusedly.But with the letters to Harry once again missing, he decided to pay a visit on Privet Drive.

On the afternoon of July 31, Owen came to Diagon Alley using Floo powder.He first went to Gringotts to exchange some pounds. The high fees charged by the greedy goblins in Gringotts made him a little unhappy. No wonder wizards hate goblins.

Next, he walked out of the front door of the Leaky Cauldron, and came to the street that belonged to Muggles after a long absence.There is a bustling area nearby. Pedestrians come and go on the street, but Owen feels a little out of place.In fact, it was true. He was wearing an elegant black robe, and his outstanding appearance and retro attire attracted many curious and amazed eyes.

Owen turned into the shopping mall on the side, and after buying an exquisite small suit that couldn't go wrong, he felt that he had integrated into the Muggle world.He hailed a taxi on the side of the street, sat in the back seat and watched the scenery outside the window silently, as if he had returned to his previous life in a trance.

He suddenly smiled, and with a touch of his right hand to his ear, a deck of cards quietly appeared in his hand, changing shapes smoothly as if given life.

"Privet Drive is here." After a long time, the driver said.

"Thank you." Owen paid and got out of the car, followed the clean and tidy road to No. [-] Privet Drive, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

There were rustling sounds and hurried footsteps from inside the door, and the door opened after a while.A thin, long-faced woman poked her head out, and looked him up and down with a pair of shrewd eyes.

"You are?" She looked at this strange child suspiciously, completely forgetting that she had met him casually at King's Cross Station before.

"Hello, Mrs. Dursley. I'm Owen Shafik, you can call me Owen." Owen showed a perfect smile, and greeted gracefully, "Please forgive me for visiting, ma'am. I'm here Visiting friends."

Exquisite appearance, decent clothes and good self-cultivation, he looked like a noble young master. The excellent first impression made the expression on Petunia Dursley's face soften.She smiled warmly and said, "Come in, Owen."

She led Owen into the living room and yelled upstairs, "Dudley, your friend is here for you!"

"Sorry, ma'am, I'm here to look for Harry." Owen raised the corners of his mouth and said softly, and then saw the other person's face froze.The fat boy who had just run down the stairs hurriedly stopped when he heard this, and then ran up the stairs with a look of horror, as if the whole house was shaking with his steps.

"Are you... the same kind of person as him?" Petunia took a step back, her eyes widened, her expression full of rejection and horror.

"If you mean a wizard, I am indeed." Owen nodded with a smile. "We haven't received a letter from Harry this summer. I was worried that something was wrong with him, so I came to visit."

Petunia shook her head in disbelief. From her point of view, wizards are a group of guys with weird clothes and strange behaviors. They are sloppy and crazy. Owen's performance refreshed her perception.But this can't change her dislike of this group in her heart, she said with a long face: "He is very good."

"In that case, ma'am, can I see him?" Owen raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, I'll call him." Petunia said in a hurry, even stopping the action of making tea.

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Harry was locked in the room again because Aunt Petunia found a lot of letter paper of unknown origin in his room.This touched the sensitive nerves of his uncle and aunt, as if a terrorist had sent a bomb to their home.

Harry had no room for explanation at all, he could only stay in his room helplessly, with only Hedwig who was locked in the cage again with him.There was only a bowl of cold soup for lunch, and everyone and the owl were hungry.

He sat despondently on the edge of his bed, looking out the window at the fading sky, feeling like a sad prisoner, forgotten by all.

During the first few days of vacation, he thought that he would have a better life.Because after being threatened by Draco and his son, his uncle and aunt were really scared for several days, and they always treated him as a transparent person at home, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.Unfortunately, it didn't take long before their anger erupted because of a trivial matter, and Harry couldn't even go out every day.Thanks to his aunt's efforts, all the neighbors knew that he was a bad boy who was sent to a delinquent school.

He missed Hogwarts terribly, and his friends, but they didn't seem to miss him at all.Last time, he managed to pick the lock on Hedwig's cage and sent a letter to Owen, hoping that Owen would tell him a good story about what happened there.But Hedwig who flew back did not bring any reply, and was still jumping up and down in the room, angrily biting his finger.

Every time he thought about it, Harry felt extremely uncomfortable.He thought he already had many friends, especially Owen, who was willing to support and help him when he learned that Voldemort was planning for the Sorcerer's Stone, which made him very grateful and trustful.But why is Owen unwilling to write him a letter?
Hedwig fiddled with the iron cage with her claws, opened and closed the bird's beak impatiently, making a clicking sound, then flapped her wings and gave Harry an annoyed look.

"Don't look at me, I can't go out either." Harry said with a straight face.Remembering that it was his birthday today made him even more discouraged.

He heard Aunt Petunia calling Dudley, and heard Dudley's heavy footsteps echoing.It seemed that Dudley's friends had come, so being locked in the room wasn't so bad, he hated loud people.

Then there was a brutal knock on his door.He heard Aunt Petunia unlock the door, opened the door and said domineeringly: "Someone is looking for you, you'd better get him out of my house quickly. There won't be a next time!"

But Harry could no longer hear what she was saying, and he thought blissfully that at last someone was coming for him.He hurried down the stairs and saw a boy in a delicate suit looking at the furnishings in the living room leisurely.

"Owen?" He grinned.He had never seen Owen dressed like this.

"Long time no see, Harry." Owen waved his hand, letting the excited little wizard give him a big hug. "It's not easy to get news from you, no one has heard from you..."

"You mean, you wrote me a letter?" Harry glanced at Aunt Petunia, who was holding her shoulders and staring condescendingly, and pulled Owen into the yard, "I haven't received a single letter! Aunt Petunia and the others must have intercepted my letter!" But his mood became brighter, and his friends did not forget him.

"I don't think they have that ability." Owen said casually.

"So, last time you asked Hedwig to reply to my letter too? No wonder she was so irritable when she came back, because the letter was snatched!" Harry said thoughtfully, "Actually, these days I collect I saw a piece of letter paper, which has been warning me not to go back to Hogwarts. Do you think it has something to do with it?"

"It's possible." Owen nodded.It seems that Dobby still wants to protect Harry as in the original plot, but in a different way, instead of appearing directly in front of him.Probably because Harry is friends with Draco now.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it. Owen, you came here to..." Harry looked at Owen with a hint of hope in his expression.Today is his birthday...

"Come here to see if you're dead." Owen said with a half-smile.

"Oh..." Harry sighed in frustration.

"And, we want to hear your thoughts." Owen said, "I told other people about your situation, and they all want to help you out of the current predicament, but it took me a lot of effort to convince Draco not Get a bunch of wizards and turn your aunts into scarabs."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't imagine such a situation.Then he became worried again, and he didn't know what to do: "If only I could get out of here, I'd rather live in the Leaky Cauldron."

"The Leaky Cauldron is full of people, so it's not safe." Owen glanced at the Huoshaoyun in the sky, "Why don't you come to my house for a while?"

"Er... let's forget it," said Harry.He knew the situation of Owen's family, and he knew without thinking that he must have been out of place and uncomfortable in the past.

Owen nodded, not at all surprised. He knew that Harry would be more suitable for the warm and casual family of the Weasleys.He said: "It's not where my parents live, my family has a property in London, you can live there. Although no one else lives there, there are house elves who clean it every day, and the fireplace is also connected to the Floo network. We can always I went to play with you in the past, and you can go to Diagon Alley through the fireplace at any time..."

"Really?" Harry's eyes lit up.

"Can I still lie to you?" Owen asked.

"Then let me tell you, they must wish I had left their house earlier." Harry ran back in a hurry.

I don't know how Harry persuaded his aunt, Owen just waited outside for a few minutes, and then saw Harry happily walking out with his heavy luggage, looking like he wanted to put his legs on.His aunt hid behind the door and stared at him with a dark face.

The two took a taxi on the side of the road, Harry let the bored owl fly, and then got into the car with the cage.

"Westminster District, 6 Caput Street." Owen said to the driver.The middle-aged driver gave the two of them a surprised look, and then started the car.

The Shafiq family has a large number of properties in many places, which are used as temporary residences for vacation.The house at No. [-] Caput Street is a detached three-story garden villa. The yard is also full of white roses, and the lush flower bushes climb the fence, and the air is fragrant.

After getting off the car, Harry took a light breath, clearly feeling the pride of the Shafik family.

"You can choose any room on the second floor to live in." Owen helped Harry carry his schoolbag and birdcage, and led him into the bright and clean hall.A house elf in a neat bed sheet greeted them, and quickly took the heavy luggage from the two of them. "This is Maggie, she will arrange food and living for you."

"Oh..." Harry looked around, followed Owen up the golden escalator, and entered a room on the second floor.

bang——

A colorful ball suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, bursting out a large group of confetti, ribbons and flowers, and little fairies flying around with glittering golden lights, startling him.

"Happy birthday, Harry!" Several people jumped out of the room and dragged him into the room in a hurry.

"You guys are so slow, if Owen didn't stop me from looking for you..." Draco lit a handful of Filbar fireworks, and the colorful fireworks circled between the walls and the ceiling, illuminating the surrounding hanging lights. Lanterns and flower vines.

"Did you beat someone or get beaten?" Blaise said.He holds a golden tree frog in his hand, which is constantly spitting out bright golden bubbles.

Daphne and Pansy were turning the knob of a box together, making beautiful flowers spit out from the top of the box, dancing lightly in the air.

Crabbe and Goyle are here too, and they're... uh, sneaking a birthday cake...

"How about it, are you so moved that you are about to cry?" Owen joked to Harry, whose eyes were flushed.

"No, I'm just starving to death." Harry sniffed, then lowered his head to open his birthday present.

This birthday party lasted until late at night, and the little wizards who were tired from playing did not go home through the fireplace. After greeting their families, they each found a room and slept here.

For them, this is a very good base for holiday activities.

As the last lights in the house were extinguished, everything was quiet.A round of moon hangs high on the pitch-black sky, sprinkling silver moonlight to the earth.

(End of this chapter)