Harry was very generous indeed. He bought Angel loads of snacks, almost everything she showed an interest in.
There was also a big pile of magical toys that looked very interesting-most were meant to scare people, but Angel was not afraid at all. She laughed delightedly as she watched what the toys did.
He also treated Su Er and Angel to an authentic Hogwarts dinner at a restaurant.
Yes, that was right. The restaurant's head chef was a house-elf its owner had lured away from the kitchens of Hogwarts Castle.
Incidentally, the restaurant's owner was a Hufflepuff graduate who had been more than a dozen years ahead of Su Er and his classmates.
This older schoolmate was quite something. Luring a house-elf away from the kitchens was harder than reaching the heavens. Plenty of Hufflepuffs had entertained the idea, but hardly anyone had ever succeeded.
Of course, Su Er had the same idea. After all, who would not love a house-elf who was good at housework, cooked delicious food, and obeyed your every wish?
While they chatted in the restaurant, Su Er mentioned being unable to get through to the Dursley family by phone, and Harry explained why.
"Didn't I give you my phone number? About a week into the summer holidays, Ron and Uncle Vernon had a huge row over the phone. Ever since that day, that number hasn't worked."
"He unplugged the phone line," Harry said helplessly with a shrug.
The three of them wandered around Diagon Alley until there were few people left on the streets before taking a taxi back to Lily Street.
Since Angel was with them, they could not use Floo Powder to get home through the fireplace.
The main reason was that there had never been a precedent for a Muggle (put a