The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

The constant feeling on his hands made Harry feel that what was falling from the sky was not rain, but tiny needles.

He gritted his teeth tightly and wiped away his tears. Harry may cry because of his grievance and sadness, but he will not cry because of pain.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the grievance in his heart turned into unwillingness to support him.

"it hurts……"

Harry shouted in his heart. He didn't dare to make a sound. If Uncle Vernon and the others heard him, they might come in and scold him again.

Harry just closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. It wasn't until several minutes later that he gradually felt the pain in his hand begin to subside. At the same time, a strange feeling of comfort came.

Harry couldn't describe this feeling. He thought that if he had experienced enough good feelings, he should be able to describe it!

At the same time, an inexplicable sense of power came from his hands.

Harry opened his eyes slightly and looked at his outstretched hand. Harry took a closer look, his face was horrified, and he stepped back in fright.

Hedwig also saw this scene. She was fluttering in the cage, looking at Harry worriedly, and kept squawking loudly.

However, the hand was on his own body, and Harry stumbled to the ground, his mouth opened wide. He used the remaining reason to try not to make too much noise, and just gasped.

This trip caused him to fall to the ground, which finally made him sober up.

Harry only saw blue-red scales growing on his hands, and webbed-like membranes growing between his fingers.

"this……"

Bang bang bang!

There was a violent banging on the door.

"I told you... leave that stinky bird of yours alone."

Uncle Vernon's irritable voice sounded, and Harry quickly stood up and hid his hands under the quilt, and then hurriedly said: "Okay, I will." At the same time, he prayed in his heart that Uncle Vernon would not come in.

It seemed that Harry's softness had some effect. The sound of unlocking the door disappeared midway through, and Uncle Vernon banged the door several times in succession. "Don't try to play tricks. You'll have a good show tomorrow!"

After saying that, there was an overwhelming creak of the floor outside, and Uncle Vernon gradually moved away from the door.

"Hedwig! Be quiet, I'm fine!" Harry breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the cage to comfort Hedwig in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be saying to himself: "I feel... so familiar!"

Harry tried to squeeze his hand, and felt a sense of strength that he had never experienced before in this monster-like arm.

At the same time, he could also feel that this power was disappearing, seemingly because there was no water. Thinking of this, Harry felt inexplicably paranoid. He did not want this inexplicable power to leave. After comforting Hedwig, He quickly walked to the window sill again, and this time, he stretched out both hands.

The sharp tingling sensation surged up like a wave again. Harry was a little dizzy, but he felt that he had never been so awake before.

He vaguely felt that this kind of transformation should not bring such severe pain, as if someone had been transformed in this way in front of him. He didn't understand why he felt like this, but it was inexplicable...

The stinging pain went away as quickly as it came. He could no longer stand directly on the floor, so he had to hold his arms and chest at a 90-degree angle on the window sill to keep his hands bathed in the heavy rain.

As time passed, Harry began to gradually adapt to the pain, or the pain began to slow down. That feeling of comfort made Harry feel refreshed!

Harry opened his eyes and saw that both of his hands had red and blue scales and webs, because this time he stretched out his hands very long, and the wind direction blew a lot of rainwater inward. , and fins grew out of his elbows.

Harry squeezed his hand and felt a strong force. He came to Hedwig's cage, grabbed the chain lock that Uncle Vernon had attached to the cage with both hands, and pulled hard on both sides.

The chain suddenly collapsed and made an overwhelming creaking sound.

call!

Harry was exhausted and let go of his hands, feeling a little disappointed. He could feel that his strength was much stronger, but not strong enough to break the chain.

Thinking about it, he put his hands directly on the cage and pulled hard on both sides.

If you can't open the lock, can you just dismantle the cage?

Hedwig looked at Harry's hands with some fear and cooed worriedly.

"Don't worry, Hedwig, I'll let you out right now." Harry comforted in a low voice.

After saying that, he exerted great force, and the steel pieces of the slender cage were much easier to remove, accompanied by a snapping sound. Harry stopped moving again.

"Hedwig, wait!"

After saying that, he picked up the cage and put it inside the quilt. The thick quilt can effectively insulate the sound.

After placing the cage under the quilt, Harry reached behind the quilt with his hands, pulled the two steel pieces, and told Hedwig to stay as far away from this direction as possible. He was afraid that the broken steel pieces would hurt Hedwig.

Feeling the power begin to disappear in his hands, Harry no longer hesitated and suddenly exerted force with his hands.

A series of low thumping sounds came from Harry's quilt. Coupled with the sound of rain and the sound insulation of the wall, Uncle Vernon and Dudley couldn't hear it.

Feeling that his hands had expanded to a certain extent, Harry loosened his hands and lifted the quilt. In the meantime, the entire birdcage had been forcibly torn open a huge opening, and Hedwig was looking at this opening.

Harry covered the quilt again and pulled it hard on both sides. Then uncover it again.

Hedwig was on the other side of the opening, trying hard to get out.

After a while, Hedwig came out.

It stepped on Harry's sheets, making them dirty. Hedwig quickly flew to the cabinet and looked at Harry, like a child who had done something wrong.

Harry was very happy and he understood Hedwig very well. Uncle Vernon usually wouldn't let it out because, he said, you couldn't use it to tip off your weirdo friends.

So Uncle Vernon would only occasionally give Harry time to clean the cage and let Hedwig out. However, he would only let Hedwig out in this room. At that time, the windows would be locked tightly and Harry was not allowed in the room. , he was called to clean the birdcage, and he had no chance to let Hedwig go.

So Hedwig's cage is often kept in an unclean condition. Trampling on dirty sheets is not as important as Hedwig's freedom.

Harry stood up with the happiest smile on his face so far during the holiday. "It's okay, Hedwig. Anyway, I don't want to stay here anymore..."

Harry thought of Uncle Vernon's angry face and his emotionless words, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Then he suddenly had a bold idea.

"I want to get out of here!"