The hottest days of summer were finally coming to an end, and a drowsy tranquility hung over the large square house of Privet Road. Dusty cars parked with their flashing lights on the once-verdant yellow lawns that had now become charred - because rubber hoses were no longer allowed for watering. Deprived of their usual pastimes of washing cars and mowing the lawn, the residents of Privet Road returned to their shady houses, windows open for a hopeless cool breeze. Only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child remained outside, lying outside the flower stand at No. 4 Privet Road.

Harry had been looking very bad lately, with dark circles around his eyes and a somewhat haggard look. A few weeks earlier, he had seen Voldemort's resurrection, the resurrection of a man whose name he could not even mention.

Harry knew that his first goal was himself, but when Harry tried his best to escape from Voldemort and the Death Eaters, he found that no one believed him, everyone was celebrating Guris's victory, and he had won the Triwizard Tournament for the Academy.

"It can't be! Obviously I got the trophy first! Harry shouted angrily in the middle of the crowd, and he pointed frantically at Gurries, "He's a Death Eater, he colluded with Voldemort, and Voldemort is resurrected!" ――”

Harry tried desperately to prove what he had seen, but it was useless. Everyone looked at him with the eyes of a madman, "Hey! Man, I know you'd love to take the trophy, but it was Guris who won, and that trophy was enchanted, and the name of the first person it touched would be engraved on it, and it was Gurris, yes, I know you're disappointed, but—" George tried to comfort him, but Harry pushed him away.

He threw the trophy he had gotten at Guris, "You bastard, what the hell have you done!" You lied to everyone! Harry took his wand out and prepared to cast a spell on Gurris, but a hand gripped him tightly—it was Dumbledore.

There was a twinkle in his eyes, but he finally shook his head.

Harry seemed to be poured a basin of cold water on his head, and his whole body calmed down.

He found that he didn't know when the whole room was quiet, and everyone was pointing fingers at him.

"Ha, he's really good at making it up, and what mysterious person has been resurrected? ・・・・・・”

"For the sake of fame, he can really do anything・・・・・・"

"Can he still win His Royal Highness the Prince? It's impossible—"

Countless chatters poured into Harry's ears, and he couldn't even remember how he had followed Dumbledore away.

"Modi Gurris, one day, you'll pay the price, Dumbledore still believe me! He'll catch you! Harry quietly clenched his fists and swung them.

The sound of fists banging against windows was heard all over the street.

"What the hell are you messing with? Brat? Aunt Fenon screamed, her voice trembling with anger.

"I didn't mean to." Harry said coldly that he couldn't stand the stupidity and abuse of the Dursleys since the last few years, they were just a bunch of idiots, they didn't know anything, and they were still thinking about the little thing of who broke the glass, even though Voldemort had been resurrected.

As if enraged by Harry's contemptuous attitude, the corners of Uncle Vernon's mouth twitched and he growled, "Get out of here!" Roll me as far as I can! ”

Harry, who was kicked out of the house, had to wander the streets alone, and on the way he also met his cousin Dali, and their group of big guys were discussing how to teach a lesson to the disobedient guys, after a series of bullying by Mo Wen, Harry was far cold-blooded than the original book, and he didn't care who Dali wanted to bully, but walked in a different direction, thinking as he went.

Dumbledore still believed him, and almost as soon as he heard the truth, he began to contact his hands and told Fudge who had come to attend the closing ceremony. Unfortunately, Fudge didn't believe him at all, and the two even quarreled violently, Fudge advised Dumbledore to take Harry to the hospital for a check-up, and Voldemort's time may have had a very bad effect on him; And Dumbledore accused Fudge of continuing like this would make Voldemort rise again, and let all the efforts of more than ten years be in vain, and the two finally broke up.

And the rest of his friends reacted strangely, Ron and Hermione almost immediately believed him, but when it was mentioned that Guris was a Death Eater, Ron tried to persuade Harry instead, and Hermione wrote unceremoniously in the letter: Harry, I know that you and Modi are not on good terms, but please believe him, he will never go to Voldemort, even if there is some misunderstanding, but you should believe that he is on our side.

Why! Harry thought angrily, Guris gave me to Voldemort, and told me to believe him, and you won't believe until he kills me—

It was as if something had happened in the night sky, and the stars scattered across the indigo sky were suddenly painted black and lost their light—the stars, the moon, the dim streetlights at the end of the alley were gone, the rumbling of cars and the whispering of trees were gone. The mild night suddenly turned to a stinging and sharp cold. They were completely enveloped by an impenetrable, silent darkness, as if a huge hand had completely covered the entire alley with a thick cloak.

Harry felt a small voice suddenly sound in his head, a man's cry and a woman's pleading.

This is! Harry's eyes shrank at the familiar feeling, and in the distance on the street, two tall cloaked figures suddenly appeared - they were Dementors!

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At the same time, in the castle of Guris, Mo Wen looked at the head in the fire and asked softly, "Did that idiot Umbridge do it?" ”

"Well," replied the head, "she was on her feet almost as soon as we got the news out to her, and that stupid woman seemed to really think that Dumbledore was going to fight Fudge for power, and that she would dare to do anything now to defend her rights." ”

Then the head glanced at Mo Wen and said with some flattery: "Thanks to your reminder, we also considered whether to absorb her, but now it seems that thanks to not doing so, otherwise this crazy woman would have dragged everyone into the water." ”

Mo Wen ignored his compliment and continued to ask, "What about the other things?" ”

As if to be mentioned to the happy place, the man's tone was obviously much higher, "It's all the same as planned, in the past few weeks, through our ventilated news, the Order of the Phoenix guys have been in four clashes with the Death Eaters, the Death Eaters have killed Yaxley, the position has been taken by our people, Weasley and Kingsley of the Order of the Phoenix have been injured, and the guys in the department plan to let them go home to recuperate, as long as we-"

"Don't do anything superfluous!" Mo Wen interrupted the other party, "It's just a temptation between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters, the two sides haven't played a real fire yet, and now those small actions will only be discovered by both sides, and the time for us to really make a move is when the two sides have already fought red and can't take care of us anymore." ”

"Well," the man smacked his lips, "just talking." In the past few weeks, the young man in front of him has proved himself with his superb skills, and with that unfathomable strength, he has become the de facto leader among them.

"Has there been any news for Dumbledore?"

"It's been passed on, but what's the point of this, Marvolo Gaunt's ring is in Gaunt's old mansion, what does it mean? You know, because of this message, Dumbledore has begun to be a little suspicious of our side. That person was somewhat dissatisfied, after all, this kind of news of unknown origin and unknown meaning could easily expose them.

Mo Wen sneered at this: "It doesn't mean much to us, but it means a lot to Dumbledore, look at it, if he is not careful this time, it is estimated that he will be half-crippled before he and Professor Voldemort." ”

"What!" The other party was a little surprised, and then said hurriedly: "But now we are not ready, we should break the balance between the two sides after a while, then-"

"There's no need," Mo Wen waved his hand, "Voldemort's idiot is in a bad head now, he plans to steal from the Ministry of Magic, I think it won't be long before he is exposed, and then the Death Eaters will definitely be suppressed by the entire wizarding world, those Muggle wizards won't let him take the throne lightly, now I have to buy him a little time, let him contact those allies." ”

Mo Wen stood up, "If it's okay, let's stop here today, I'm going to visit the injured Mr. Weasley at the Order of the Phoenix." ”

The head pursed his lips, it was obvious that you were the one who caused Weasley to be injured, and he even pretended to go to see someone's house, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to disappear from the fire with a pop.