Chapter 1629 Mrs. Tonks

Harry soon thought of the protective spell his mother had left on him, which had been repeated so many times over the past year, and which was why he returned to the Dursleys every summer , even after Dumbledore left, because this is the most complete way to protect Harry.

The powerful spell left by Harry's mother can protect him from Voldemort, but the situation is a bit wrong. Before leaving tonight, Sirius and Moody clearly told him that when he left 4 Privet Drive at night, The moment he parted ways with the Dursleys, the magic had ceased to work.

It stands to reason that the magic left by his mother can no longer protect him.

Harry couldn't figure out what was going on, why his wand had automatically counterattacked and repelled Voldemort just now.

Wand science is a very profound science, and the magic involved in it is far more complicated than imagined.

There are various reasons why Harry was able to repel Voldemort tonight, and it will be unclear for a while.

But one thing is certain, in this way, Voldemort will become suspicious again.

One thing Harry didn't understand was why Voldemort was so angry when he appeared, and what happened to him?

He felt that his head was in a mess, and he would soon be unable to think. He wanted to see Ivan, Sirius and Moody and tell them these things.

The situation in front of him did not allow Harry to continue to be in a daze, a hot, wet thing was flowing down his chin and forehead.

is blood! He felt like he was going to die.

Harry crawled out of the mire and stumbled towards the huge, black creature lying on the ground: Hagrid.

"Hagrid? Hagrid, talk to me!"

Harry pushed hard, but the huge black creature didn't move.

"Who's there? Potter? Harry Potter?"

A strange voice sounded not far away, and Harry immediately raised his wand, but he didn't recognize who the man was.

Then a woman yelled, "They've fallen, Tad! In the garden!"

Harry's head was dizzy, and he felt he had lost a little blood.

"Hagrid," he called again, bewildered, and his knees gave way.

When Harry came to, he felt himself lying on his back on a pile of cushions, a burning sensation in his ribs and right arm, the knocked-out tooth had grown back, and the scar on his forehead was still throbbing. pain.

"Hagrid?"

Harry opened his eyes to find himself lying on a sofa in an unfamiliar, lighted living room.

His backpack was placed on the floor not far away, wet and covered with mud, and a man with blond hair and a big belly was watching him worriedly.

"Hagrid's all right, boy!" said the man. "My wife's taking care of him. How are you feeling? Is something else broken? I've fixed your ribs, your teeth and your arm. By the way, I It's Ted, Ted Tonks, Dora's father."

"Dora's father!" Harry took a moment to realize he was talking about Tonks.

Then he sat up abruptly, with stars in front of his eyes, feeling sick and dizzy.

"Vold..."

"Don't mention that name, kid!" said Ted Tonks, putting a hand on Harry's shoulder and pushing him back on the cushions. "There's no You-Know-Who here. What's going on? Motorcycle breakdown? Arthur Weasley overdoing it again? All those new Muggle gadgets he's messing around with?"

"No!" said Harry, the scar throbbing like an open wound, "Death Eaters, a large group of Death Eaters suddenly appeared, they were chasing us, Hagrid and I had already escaped, in your house Above, but ... the mysterious man suddenly appeared, and he attacked us!"

"What did you say, Death Eaters and You-Know-Who appeared?" Ted said warily, "I thought they didn't know you were moving tonight, I thought..."

"They know," said Harry.

What he didn't say was that Voldemort was able to find him in the end because of the soul connection between him and himself.

At that moment, an enraged Voldemort unleashes the confines of the magic, desperate to find Harry.

Even if this connection would hurt his soul, he would not hesitate.

Harry was very puzzled, what happened?

If he had known about the battle between Ivan and Voldemort, he probably wouldn't be so confused.

Then Ted Tonks looked up at the ceiling, as though he could see through it to the sky above.

"It's dangerous, but our protective spell is still effective, isn't it? They can't enter within a radius of 100 meters from any direction."

Only then did Harry understand why Voldemort had disappeared when the moped passed through the barrier of the Order of the Phoenix's spell.

Hopefully the spells will continue to work, he imagines, as they speak, Voldemort is a hundred meters above their heads, racking his brains to pierce the big transparent soap bubble of Harry's imagination .

Harry kicked off the couch; he needed to see Hagrid for himself to believe he was alive.

Also, he wants to see Sirius and Ivan, preferably right away.

As soon as Harry got up, the door opened, and Hagrid squeezed in, his face covered in mud and blood, his legs a little limp, but miraculously alive.

"Harry!" Hagrid knocked down two exquisite tables and a spider egg, rushed over in two steps, hugged Harry tightly in his arms, almost broke Harry's newly repaired ribs, "My God, Harry, how did you narrowly escape? I thought we were all screwed."

"Yeah, I can't believe it either..."

"You saved me, Harry, you saved me!"

"I didn't actually do anything, it was my wand..." Harry stopped suddenly, and he reached into his pocket for his wand, but the pocket was empty.

"Here's your wand, boy!" said Tad, tapping Harry's arm lightly with his wand. "It fell right next to you, so I picked it up."

"Thank you!" Harry took the wand, and then immediately pointed at the woman who followed Hagrid into the room at the door, "You!"

"Oh, take it easy, boy, this is my wife..." Ted said hastily.

"Sorry, I... I was a little too nervous," said Harry, still staring at Mrs. Tonks.

Mrs. Tonks took a few steps further into the room, looking less like her sister Bellatrix.

Her hair was a soft auburn, her eyes were larger and kinder, and she seemed a little reserved about Harry's reaction.

Andromeda Tonks, Sirius' cousin, she and her own sister Bellatrix were carved out of the same mold...