Chapter 481 Attack (Modified)

The hottest day since summer is finally coming to an end, and the sky is gradually getting dark. On Magnolia Crescent Street and Mulan Road, three figures appeared outside a playground with locked gates.

"Alahuo hole is open." A lowered female voice sounded.

"Harry is inside. We delayed too long in the store ahead, and now we have to keep up." Allen walked forward on the dry grass.

The reason why they didn't send Maggie over the past few days was that they tried to follow them themselves. In fact, the main reason was that Alan also wanted to take the opportunity to take Luna and Hermione for a walk in the amusement park where there were almost no one there at night, just to relax.

The playground was as empty as the surrounding streets. The gate of the playground was pulled open by an invisible hand, and after a few seconds, it closed itself again.

"He's there." The three of them didn't move on any further. Although the light was dim, the boy with messy hair and round glasses could still be seen sitting on the swing, with an iron chain on his arm, his gaze Looking at the ground sadly, it swayed slowly every now and then.

"His scar looks like it's hurting again." Hermione whispered worriedly as Harry raised his hand to rub the scar on his forehead.

Harry on the swing was thinking about his own thoughts, and Ellen, Luna, and Hermione, who followed Harry from a distance, were watching the surroundings vigilantly.

Night had fallen, a sultry and soft night, the air was filled with the smell of warm hay, and for a while the only sound could be the muffled sound of vehicles on the road beyond the playground railing.

A commotion broke the silence, and Harry looked up. In the dim light of the lamps in the surrounding streets, a group of figures were walking across the playground, one humming a vulgar song loudly, and the others laughing. There was also a slight tinkling sound, which was the sound of several expensive racing cars they were pushing.

It was a Muggle who came first, and Alan recognized that it was Harry's cousin Dudley Dursley, who was walking towards the house accompanied by his gang of cronies. Dudley was still as tall and big as before, but he no longer looked like a fat man, but a muscular, rather strong young man.

They didn't notice Harry until Dudley was saying goodbye to his group of friends, and Harry jumped off the swing, came out from under the tree and started walking back. After receiving the letters from his friends, the hostility in his heart eased a lot, and he didn't want to have any conflict with the annoying Dali.

But it didn't turn out as expected. Dudley was walking leisurely, humming an out of tune tune, but the sudden change of weather made him quicken his pace, trotting all the way on the road that Harry had just passed.

In a narrow alley, Dali spotted Harry in front of him, and followed him into it. The empty alley, because there are no street lights, is much darker than the two streets it connects. The alley was surrounded by the garage wall on one side and a high fence on the other. This environment made Harry's footsteps seem dull. Because of this, the three of Alan stopped far away at the entrance of the alley, paying attention to the dynamics of the two of Harry.

"Why do you want to avoid me, so your murderer godfather really doesn't want you? Those damn owls haven't come for a long time, so your friends don't care about you anymore, right?" Da Li Li smirked, and his two ham-like hands clenched into fists.

Harry, who was annoyed by the matter of Sirius, pointed his wand at Dudley's heart impartially: "He has only been here for a while, and you dare to provoke me? You are not allowed to say such a thing again." Harry said sharply ,"do you understand?"

Just then, Dudley shivered strangely and took a breath, as if drenched by icy water.

In the dark night, strange things happened. The star-strewn dark blue night sky suddenly became pitch black, without a trace of light—the stars, the moon, and the dim yellow street lamps at both ends of the alley all disappeared at once. The distant rumble of passing cars and the rustling of nearby leaves were also lost.

The night, which had been mild and pleasant just now, suddenly turned bitterly cold. They were surrounded in impenetrable, deep, soundless darkness, as if a giant hand had covered the whole alley with a thick icy curtain, so that they could see nothing.

Dudley's terrified voice pierced everyone's eardrums.

"What are you—are you doing—what? Stop—stop!"

I did nothing! Shut up and don't move! "

"I-I can't see! I-I'm blind! I-"

"I tell you to shut up!"

Amidst Harry and Dudley's quarrel, Hermione drew out her wand, trying to dislodge the huge hooded figure, who was silently gliding towards Harry in the dark. The figure was suspended high above the ground, with no feet or face under the robe, and it seemed to be devouring the darkness bit by bit as it moved.

But Allen's vague male voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of her heart: "Hermione, you promised not to shoot. We have to let Harry do it himself. You can save Harry once, but it is impossible to save Harry every time. We can also appear by his side in time when we are in danger. You have to trust Harry, the prophecy tells me that he will be able to release the Patronus Charm and successfully drive away the dementors."

Hermione nodded silently in the dark. She looked at Harry. After a moment of panic, Harry finally let his wand fall on the ground and cast a fluorescent flash. He stumbled over and picked up his wand. wand.

"Call God to protect you!"

A puff of silvery smoke rose from the wand tip, and the dementor slowed, but the spell didn't quite take effect. Seeing the dementor coming towards him, Harry stumbled and took two steps back, his brain blurred with panic—concentrating on—"Call God for protection!"

His voice seemed muffled and distant. Another puff of silvery smoke, thinner than before, came from the tip of the wand—he was powerless, he couldn't spell the spell.

Hermione was anxious, but didn't do anything.

"Crack click", Luna seized the opportunity to capture the dementor using his sticky, scabbed gray hands to catch Harry and attack the Muggle Dudley. . Harry tilted his head in doubt. He recognized the sound of the camera shutter being pressed, but he didn't have time to find out what was going on in the face of the dementor attack.

Harry was panting desperately, thinking desperately about Ginny, and the greeting letters he had recently received from Alan and Hermione, and finally he waved his wand again, with a voice that was so sharp that it didn't sound like his own: "Call God to protect you!" !"

A huge silver stag erupted from the tip of Harry's wand, its two antlers thrusting toward where the Dementor's heart had been. The dementor in front of him was knocked back again and again, as weightless as the surrounding darkness. The stag circled around and rushed aside again, and the other dementor that was attacking Dali swooped aside like a bat, and fled away in a hurry.

The moon, stars and street lamps all at once glowed brightly again. A warm breeze blew through the alley. The sound of rustling leaves in the neighbor's garden and the sound of cars in the world on Magnolia Crescent filled the night sky again.

Dudley lay curled up on the ground, twitching and shaking. Harry bent down to see if it was possible for Dudley to get up. Just then, he heard heavy running footsteps behind him. He instinctively raised his wand again, and turned sharply to face the newcomer.

Mrs. Figg, Harry's eccentric old neighbor, appeared before them, panting. Her gray and white hair fell out of a hairnet, a mesh bag jingled around her wrist, and her feet were about to slip out of her thick plaid slippers. Harry was about to quickly hide his wand when he heard—

"Don't hide, silly boy!" she screamed. "And what if there's one of them around? Oh, I'll kill Mundungus Fletcher!"

"We can go back, he won't be in danger anymore." After Mrs. Figg took Harry and the others away, Alan said to the two girls beside him.

Back in the Harris family's tower, Allen first took out some chocolates and handed them to Hermione and Luna. Although they didn't directly face the dementors, it didn't hinder them from eating a piece of fragrant and delicious chocolate to adjust their mood.

"Fudge and the others will really take advantage of Harry's use of the Patronus Charm in front of Muggles to take him to court? Article 7 of the "Reasonable Restraining of Underage Wizards Act" clearly states that under special circumstances, it can be done in Muggles. Those who use magic in front of melons, those special circumstances include when the life of the wizard himself or other wizards or Muggles present at the same time is threatened. Harry has encountered two dementors who attacked him. Print out the photo and give it to Harry to prove his innocence so he doesn't have to go to court? Also, will Mr. Owen be affected by the dementor's attack on the innocent little wizard? According to the convention, the dementor should be It's under the jurisdiction of the deputy minister." Hermione swallowed the chocolate, but her clear head made her feel that there were more things to worry about.

"It is true that the dementors should belong to my father's jurisdiction, but Fudge is unwilling to lose control of the dementors. He believes that it is necessary to maintain force to fight against the Aurors we have basically controlled. In addition, for the dementors Creatures, I don't have the slightest sympathy, and the reason why my father didn't insist on obtaining the jurisdiction of the dementors was precisely because of my suggestion. Fudge had a witch named Dolores Umbridge, she was a Someone who knows what needs to be done to please Fudge, and the dementors are assigned to her area of ​​responsibility by Fudge. When I recruited the giants, I predicted that the dementors would attack Harry, and sure enough they did appear In the Little Whinging District. Umbridge bought people's hearts in the Ministry of Magic and suppressed Professor Dumbledore's supporters. This time, it may not be an accident, but she secretly ordered two dementors to attack Ha Literally, even Fudge himself may not have been aware of the attack."

Allen took a sip of black tea and continued: "This time the photo cannot be given to Harry immediately. If it is given to Harry now, he can indeed prove his innocence. But for this kind of news that has not been made public, relying on With Fudge's power, he is now fully capable of suppressing public opinion. After all, the "Daily Prophet" is also under the control of the Minister of Magic. This may even become a new direction for them to attack Harry for lying. And we do not It's appropriate to stand up and confront Fudge and the others right now, it's not appropriate to let the Quibbler publish those photos now. But since the plan to attack Harry didn't succeed, as I told you on the way back, Umri Kitty will probably encourage Fudge to take Harry to court for using the Patronus Charm in front of Darley, they won't miss the chance to hit Dumbledore with it, and all we need to do now is wait for them to The incident became a big one, and everyone knew about it, and then quietly handed over this key evidence to Sirius during the court session. I believe that he, who has been wronged by the Ministry of Magic, will use this evidence to embarrass Fudge and the others. Yes. Hermione, I know you don't like these conspiratorial practices too much, but this will allow Fudge and the others to spend their energy on making up for this mistake for a certain period of time, instead of thinking of other ways to hinder Harry is back at Hogwarts, these means are necessary at this stage."