Chapter 261: A Letter from Mrs. Feige and the Ministry of Magic
Harry swore he had never felt so strong.
Dudley, the big fat man, was almost half of his body close to him, and the weight of his whole body was weighing on him, making Harry's teeth chatter.
He didn't like Dudley, but he didn't want to watch him die.
The black weird silk thread just now made him uncomfortable, and that feeling seemed to drag people into a bottomless abyss.
A fear from the soul came over him, and it made Harry very uncomfortable.
At this moment, the sound of heavy running footsteps was heard.
Startled, Harry instinctively raised his wand and turned sharply in that direction.
Dudley was picked up by the force and fell straight to the bottom.
He thought it was the one in the darkness who came out, but it turned out to be unexpected.
Mrs. Figg, the old neighbor with a strange temper.
She appeared in front of them panting, her gray hair falling from her hairnet, and a jingling mesh bag hanging from her wrist.
Harry subconsciously wanted to hide his wand.
"Don't hide, silly boy!" Mrs. Feige was heard screaming, "What if there are still their people around?" Oh, I'm going to have to kill Mundungus Fletsch! ”
"What?" Harry asked, confused, that he didn't know Mundungus Fledge at all.
If he'd been to Tumbledown Alley, he'd known him.
The guy who even counts for a Nat.
"He's gone!" Mrs. Feig said angrily, "He said that he felt a look that frightened him, and that the coward fled in fright, and that it was all a guess." ”
"Now, Dementors! I'm thankful I got Kick to give me a message, heck, we don't have time to sit around here, Harry, we need to get you back, I'm going to have to kill Mondongues!" ”
"But 。。。。。。" The eccentric, cat-loving Mrs. Figg knew about the Dementors, and Harry was no less surprised than he had just met two Dementors, "You're a wizard?" ”
Harry suddenly thought of the black thread just now, and asked in disbelief, "Was that you?" ”
"I'm a Squib, and Muntungus knows everything, so how can I help you chase away the Dementors?" Mrs. Feige shook her head, "He ran away on his own, leaving you uncovered, and I warned him." ”
"This Mondongus has been following me all the time? Slow, phantom shifting? Harry remembered the loud noise and understood.
"yes, thankfully I arranged for Kick to hide under a car, and thankfully it wasn't overfed by John Wick." Mrs. Feig shouted in a shrill voice, "But you were gone when I arrived at your house, oh, what would Dumbledore say?" ”
As she spoke, Mrs. Figg was disgruntled and told Dudley to hurry up.
Harry didn't expect Mrs. Feige to know Dumbledore, and he subconsciously ignored John's name.
"Of course I know Dumbledore, who doesn't know Dumbledore?" Mrs. Figg said, "Get out of here, they will come back, I can't help you." ”
She urged Harry to leave.
Frightened by the black thread, Harry took Dudley with him and hurried back to Dursley's house.
On the way back, Mrs. Feige told him not to put away his wand.
I don't care about the "Secrecy Law", anyway, you will be punished for using magic, and the most important thing is to protect your own life.
Harry was curious about Mrs. Feige, he was panting from exhaustion, "Why didn't you tell me before that you were a Squib?" I've been to your house so many times, why don't you say a word? ”
He felt like he didn't know anything, not even that his neighbor was a squib.
How many things are there that I don't know?
Mrs. Figg felt sorry for Harry, but Dumbledore had told him to keep an eye on Harry, and nothing else could be said.
She also had to pretend that she didn't like Harry, afraid that the Dursleys would never give Harry to her home again.
Eventually, Mrs. Figg brought up Mundungus again, "That coward, he promised Dumbledore to be on duty, where has he gone, and how am I going to report this to Dumbledore?" ”
She doesn't phantom, she's struggling with this.
Harry offered to lend her own owl for a debriefing.
At the same time, Harry also knew that the black thread was not made by Mrs. Feig, nor was it the Mondongues, so who was it?
Just as he was thinking this, a piercing explosion appeared, and Mundungus finally dared to come back.
Mrs. Feig wanted to kill this coward at that time, and Montungus made a bitter face and said loudly: "You have no idea how terrible that man is, and if he sees it, he will kill me!" ”
"Dementors, Harry meets Dementors! You useless coward! "The mesh bag contained canned cat food and smashed it on Mundungus's body to make him scream.
He couldn't believe it, "Dementors? How did you end up here? ”
He put his arm over his head and said, "Glad nothing happened to Harry, you solved it?" ”
"No, it's not me." Harry looked at the guy who suddenly appeared, it should be Mundungus, and he said depressedly, "There's someone there, I don't know who it is." ”
At this time, Mrs. Feige couldn't care about beating people.
She urged Harry to hurry back, and Mundungus hurried away to tell Dumbledore.
When she arrived at Privet Road, Mrs. Figg didn't plan to follow Harry either, she had to wait for the next step, so she went home.
Harry was left with Dudley and walked slowly towards Dursley's house.
He didn't notice that in the unlit attic of Wick's house, a pair of eyes were watching him.
"It's a baby."
John stood at the window, his expression indifferent.
Dumbledore really cared about Harry, and almost arranged his life from childhood to adulthood.
I don't know if this kind of life is enviable or pitiful.
"Self-righteous guy, do you think you can arrange everything?"
Glancing in the direction of Montongues' departure, a sneer tugged at the corner of John's mouth.
"Mondongues, I'm not kind to you."
Usually he only turns a blind eye to Mondigus's behavior.
At that time, he felt the need to reassure Dumbledore.
But now, I don't want someone to stick a nail in Johnny, the silver hand.
During this time, he has had people take over a lot of the work of Mondongues, step by step.
Mundungus thought that he was being taken seriously, so he simply became the shopkeeper and had time to come out and do things for Dumbledore.
As everyone knows, it was a cool breeze one meter from the edge of the cliff, and the next step was to be kicked out of Johnny, the silver hand.
"I treat you well, but it's a pity that you don't know how to be grateful."
John was a little puzzled, if Dumbledore was really good to Mundungus, then he wouldn't have been poor all the time before he met John.
With Dumbledore's power and prestige, could it be easier to give Mundungus a decent job, or did Mundungus not like work?
It was he who gave Montungus all this, a comfortable house, countless galleons, and a show of power.
So much can't get Mondigus's allegiance?
People are really cheap, if they are good to him, he readily accepts them, and Dumbledore's words are enough to make him go back.
"If you don't want it, don't ask for it."
John saw an owl fly towards Dursley's house, and he seemed to have a lively look.
Harry was using magic outside of school, and John wanted to see how Dumbledore would protect him.
With a thought in his head, John's figure gradually disappeared.
He used the Illusion Charm, wanting to see the excitement of the Dursleys.
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Dursley's House.
The couple were shocked when they saw their sick son.
Vernon's temper couldn't be sustained any longer, and he let out a loud growl at Harry.
"What did you do to my son?" Vernon thought that he had relented like this, and that Harry had hurt Darley.
"Nothing was done." Harry looked at Uncle Vernon, who had torn off his disguise.
The two men had an argument, and at this time, an owl flew in.
He dropped the large parchment envelope at Harry's feet, turned and gracefully left.
Harry tore open the envelope and saw the letter inside, he was stunned.
"Dear Mr. Potter,
We have received information that you cast the Patronus Charm in front of a Muggle in a Muggle settlement at 9:23 p.m. tonight.
This is a serious violation of the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act, and as a result, you have been expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Ministry of Magic will soon send a representative to your residence to destroy your wand.
……”
Some people died, but not completely......