Chapter Ninety-Four: Escape

Harry stroked Hedwig's snow-white feathers, and met its puzzled eyes, as if Harry had made up his mind.

Harry then motioned to Hedwig not to be too noisy, and walked to the window. Spread your hands.

Harry used his right hand to gently clasp the scales on his left wrist, and the scales were cocked in reverse, causing him some slight discomfort.

Harry withdrew his finger, and the scales bounced back onto his smooth wrist.

"It's ...... Magic? This was the first thing that came to Harry's mind, but he realized that the changes in his body were not a day or two, and his whole body felt a tingling sensation when he touched water.

Harry didn't know if this change was good or bad, if Hermione was here, she would! Harry thought to himself.

It would be nice if I could send them a letter! But here, where he now lives, it is completely impossible, yes, a place to live, not a 'home'. Besides, Uncle Vernon was going to lock himself up tomorrow, and he had no doubt about the veracity of Uncle Vernon's words.

What else can't the family do!

They're going to lock themselves up tomorrow, and then there's no chance of escape!

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

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

Harry couldn't hold back the thought in his heart, and he poked his head out of the window.

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

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

He probably couldn't sleep, though, as his biggest business to date had been ruined by the "bastards who lived in their house".

Harry's hands stuck out of the window again. Because his hands still maintained the appearance of a fishman at this time, he didn't feel too much pain.

"Can you fly out on your own? Now this weather! Hedwig glanced at the rain curtain outside and nodded hesitantly, yes, but flying out on a rainy day is really not a good way to fly.

Seeing Hedwig's affirmation, Harry withdrew his hand and squeezed it again, the power of which made him feel safe from the bottom of his heart.

Harry hurried to the door and gently pushed it outward, but Harry pushed it out and got stuck, and the door was locked by Uncle Vernon.

Immediately, Harry slowly increased the strength of his hands.

Crunch –

When the lock and door frame first made an overwhelming sound, Harry snapped his back on it.

"It's completely possible to force it out." Harry thought to himself.

If this bedroom door can be pushed open, then the tattered storage room under the stairs is simply handy!

Thinking of this, Harry immediately began to pack his luggage that could be taken in his room. Actually, it's nothing, just a few clothes.

Halfway through, Harry slammed the clothes on the bed again.

"Why! Why do I have to wear Dudley's old clothes that don't fit all the time! ”

Harry thought indignantly. He's made up his mind, he's going to get out of here.

He has a lot of assets in Gringotts, and although the key is not yet in his possession, Hagrid gave him enough money for two semesters last semester, and he still has it!

Anyway, now that they've decided to get out of here, what's there to care about! It's a big deal, and when it's time to buy yourself new clothes in Diagon Alley.

"That's custom-made!"

Harry thought.

Since you don't have any clothes with you, you don't have anything to worry about.

Harry told Hedwig again to fly away when he saw him fleeing.

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

A tingling sensation welled up, followed by a sense of power.

Harry didn't hesitate any longer, his eyes lit up. He turned his head and rushed to the door.

He didn't hesitate and slammed his whole body directly against the door.

Bang!

Harry was shaken by a loud sound, looking at the place where the door frame was connected to the lock, where the wooden door frame had cracked and was only close to being forcibly broken.

Some blood oozed from Harry's elbow, and his already tight scales loosened.

Harry punched the doorframe, and the door burst open with the sound of wood cracking.

Harry no longer hesitated, he could hear Uncle Vernon's voice, "What's wrong?" Hey Penny, did you hear that? ”

Harry kicked the door open and staggered down the stairs, because his strength would fade again when he wasn't in the rain, so he had to race against the clock.

Harry ran downstairs and broke down the door of the locker again, and it was so much easier that Harry didn't even feel his help.

Uncle Vernon ran out and stood on top of the stairwell, and Harry picked up one of the boxes inside, which was all he had.

Uncle Vernon's fat body walked down step by step, his face was flushed, and he knew who this person was just by that figure, and scolded in his mouth, "Do you want to rebel?" You have forgotten who gave you food and drink, and raised you for so many years......"

Aunt Petunia, with her mean horse face, also appeared in the stairwell, and 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.

The door was guarded against the inside and outside, and Harry quickly opened the lock with one hand.

Uncle Vernon hurried down the stairs and staggered, grabbing Harry's clothes a little forward.

"You stop for me......" he said almost through gritted teeth.

Harry waved his hand back and hit Uncle Vernon's hand, but Uncle Vernon grabbed his clothes and didn't let go, and then Harry quickly took out his wand from the box, and it stood on the box like this, and it could be seen at a glance.

"Let go!" Harry called.

Uncle Vernon's eyes were a little frightened, but he still stubbornly said, "You don't dare, if you dare, you will never be able to go back to the school you want!" ”

Harry was also anxious, he gasped, clenched his wand and shouted, "So what, can you go back if you are locked up here?" ”

"You ......" Uncle Vernon looked at Harry's crazy eyes, inexplicably a little scared.

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

Harry waved his hand back, shaking Uncle Vernon away. Run outside. Aunt Petunia ran to Uncle Vernon to help him, staring with murderous eyes at Harry's back as she ran into the rain.