Chapter 847 Verification

To tell you the truth, the Dursleys' garden is really beautiful, the lawn has been carefully manicured, and the side near the house is full of unknown flowers.

They've obviously put too much effort into it, and if there was a grand prix for the best suburban turf in England, they could have won it.

"It seems that the Dursleys have indeed left." Ivan whispered, the house in front of him was dark and quiet.

Even Harry's room was not lit, so I don't know what he was doing alone in the room.

"Wait a minute!" Moody rummaged in his cloak, his gnarled hands already useless with the cold, "Found it!"

He muttered, held up what looked like a silver lighter, and clicked it.

The nearest street lamp went out with a pop, and he clicked the extinguisher again, and the second lamp went out as well.

He rattled and rattled, and finally all the streetlights on Privet Drive went out.

Only the light from the curtained windows, and the light of the crooked moon in the night sky.

If someone looked out at this time, they would certainly not see their group of unwelcome visitors.

"This is a extinguisher?!" Ivan asked, staring at the silver lighter in Moody's hand.

This thing involves a lot of alchemy knowledge, he wants to take it apart to see the internal structure.

Ever since he mastered those magic runes, Aiwen saw a precious magic item, and his first reaction was to take it apart and study the specific structure inside, the order of the runes, and the meaning it represented.

This is not a good habit. These magic items are very precious, and it is very likely that Aiwen will not be able to restore them after they are destroyed.

"That's right, I borrowed it from Dumbledore!" Moody said gruffly, pocketing the Deluminator, "Prevent Muggles from looking out of the window, hurry up now, come in, don't let People found us here."

Moody swung his wand vigorously, and the Dursleys' door opened, and everyone squeezed in.

"Where's that kid?" said Tonks, looking around with interest.

"Upstairs, I'll call him!" Ivan said, climbing up the dark landing.

"I'll go with you!" Moody followed, carefully observing the surroundings.

Just like before, he opened Harry's door roughly, and Ivan hoped that he wouldn't do anything shady inside.

It would be too embarrassing if someone found out like this!

Inside the hut, Harry curled up on his bed, pointed his wand carefully at the two of them.

He obviously heard the voice and was terrified.

"Hello, Harry!" Ivan said with a smile.

"Ivan!" Harry looked at Ivan in surprise, never dreaming that he would appear.

Harry's heart was beating uncontrollably, he looked at Ivan in disbelief, and did not put down his wand.

"Come on, everyone is downstairs!" Ivan walked over and pulled him up from the bed.

In front of him, Harry, like Ron, had grown a few inches in the past few months.

But he was still the familiar skinny boy in Ivan's memory, with black hair and glasses. He looked a little weak and sick, as if he had grown too fast in a short period of time.

He was dressed in Muggle clothes, sloppy.

The jeans were torn and dirty, the T-shirts were baggy and faded, and the soles of the sneakers under the bed were separated from the tops.

It seems that he really had a bad summer vacation, and Ivan couldn't help but suspect that the Dursleys were abusing him.

"What the hell is going on?" said Harry hastily, putting down his wand, seeing his friend's warm joy rise in the depths of his heart, "I don't know why, I've been here all summer and no one Contact me, you all seem to have forgotten me."

"You know, Hermione and I are in Egypt." Ivan said vaguely.

He was well aware of Dumbledore's intentions, and knew that he wanted Harry to stay with the Dursleys for the entire summer.

If it weren't for the attack of the dementors, he would have to go to the Ministry of Magic for trial, and Harry would not be able to leave here until now.

But this is not a problem for Ivan. If he is in the UK, he can come to play with Harry or be a guest here.

In terms of his parents and the status of Aiwen wizards, the Dursleys will not say anything compared to each other.

"Yeah, you are in Egypt." Harry said, looking at the familiar Ivan, the joy in his heart gradually extinguished, and a cold thing poured in, "Ron is busy with other things too, this is what you guys are doing." They refused to tell me the reason, leaving me alone..."

"We'd better go down and talk, they all want to see you," urged Moody, following in.

Harry raised his wand hastily at Moody's voice.

"Put down your wand, boy, before you gouge someone's eyes out," said Moody gruffly.

"Professor Moody?" Harry froze for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Come on, we are here to take you out of here, Ron and Hermione are waiting for us." Ivan said, pulling Harry out, "If you have anything to say, I will explain it to you when I go back, I promise, You can know everything you want to know."

"Wait a minute, boy, we have to verify whether he is the real Potter." Moody stopped them and roared in a rough voice, "Otherwise what would I ask you to do here, we must be careful, if we bring back a A Death Eater impersonating him, and you're in big trouble. You'd better ask him something that only Potter himself would know, or use Veritaserum."

"Okay!" Ivan said, he was sure that Harry was next to him.

But if Moody doesn't do what he says, he won't agree.

Not long ago, he had been impersonated for more than half a year, and he was locked in a box, which made Moody even more suspicious.

"Harry, what does your patron saint look like?" Ivan asked.

"A stag," said Harry nervously.

"The answer is correct, so what is my Animagus form?"

"It's a black cat!" Harry once really thought of Ivan as a cat.

"Well, a few months ago, Sirius, Hagrid and I left Hogwarts for Italy, what was the real purpose?"

"Have you succeeded in finding the traces left by Rowena Ravenclaw?" Harry asked rhetorically.

"I'll tell you in detail later." Ivan said, turning his head to look at Moody, "I think this is Harry."

When the three of them walked down in the dark, Tonks and the others were still huddled in the hall, discussing the interior decoration in a low voice.

"I don't get it, why are we standing in the dark?" she said. "It's just so stupid, the fluorescents."

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