Dudley, who was supposed to be a sunny and cheerful boy, had two heavy dark circles on his face at the moment, and he looked a little haggard after not sleeping well for several days, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were not at home, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and if it was normal, Aunt Petunia would wipe the counter in the kitchen and start preparing dinner for today.

"What's going on?"

Confused, Harry closed the door with his backhand and walked towards Dudley.

"Are you scared at night with nightmares? By the way, where did my aunt go, I'm a little greedy for her German-style pork knuckle, I've eaten too much seafood in the past few months, and I'm a little tired. ”

"Dad went to France a few days ago on a business trip to discuss orders, and Mom has also passed, don't worry about this yet, our house is really not clean, Harry!"

In a hurry, Dudley reached out and grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him to the second floor.

"If you don't come back today, I will definitely not sleep at home at night, it's too scary, you don't know, I don't dare to sleep at all these two nights, there are ghosts or something running to our house, as soon as it is eight or nine o'clock in the evening, there is a very strange sound appearing, I searched the whole house, and finally saw it in Ling's bedroom"

Dudley swallowed, "I saw a puddle of blood, and even a few mouse's hairs, that ghost ate a mouse alive in your room, he dared to eat a mouse today, he will dare to eat me tomorrow!" ”

"None of the gloves signed by Karza can bless me with a good night's sleep at night without nightmares, and my fists can hit people, but they definitely can't hit ghosts! This is driving me crazy! ”

"As soon as I close my eyes, I will have that hissing gasp in my head, and the demon I can't see is like breathing on my shoulder!"

At this moment, he is extremely glad that he has a wizard at home, so he doesn't believe in any God, the God girl with legs two or three meters long can't give him a sense of security, even if it's the appearance of a half-white-haired old man in the priest's mouth, that kind of old man is afraid that he can lie on the ground with a punch and slander people, in some things, Dudley is a materialist.

"Don't worry, I'm not back."

Harry patted Dudley on the shoulder, ghosts or something do exist, there are dozens of them floating in Hogwarts Castle, these 'resurrected' guys Muggles really can't see, like Dementors, only people with magic in their bodies can see their existence, wizards can, Squibs can too, but Muggles can't.

"But it shouldn't be a ghost, the ghost can't touch people, and they will only feel cold when they pass through, just like taking an ice bath, let alone eating a mouse, even if the ghost was a cat in his last life, he can't touch a mouse."

Harry opened the bedroom door and immediately saw a puddle of blood on the floor, the specks of blood had congealed from the front of the bed to the front of Harry's closet.

And the rat hair that Dudley said was indeed there, and in the dark red blood, there were a few white hairs mixed in, which at first glance did look like the hair left by some big white mouse.

"Look around the house to see if there are any ghosts, and if they are, don't kill them."

"Who are you talking to?" Seeing Harry speak into the air, the hairs behind Dudley's back stood violently, and he even began to wonder if Harry in front of him was a real person.

"What are you thinking about," Harry, who could probably guess what Dalley was thinking, smirked, "I've got a Silent Ran, and to be honest, I'm really not very good at dealing with ghosts, they can't touch reality, and magic is almost ineffective against them, if I really have this thing, I can only rely on Silent Ran." ”

"Come out and say hello to Dudley, restrain your breath, and don't scare my cousin."

A cloud of black mist spilled out of Harry's body, then solidified into a black humanoid as tall as Harry.

"Holy shit, no wonder you had to tie witches to the cross and burn them in the Middle Ages, your magic is really evil!"

Although he was prepared, Dalcan was still frightened by the in front of him, who didn't look like a good thing, and the chaotic and evil aura had been well contained, but the essence of this pitch black could still be seen.

"In fact, the burning wizard basically can't be burned to death, a fireproof and heat insulation can isolate the damage of the flame, not to mention that the wizard will also teleport, unless he is put down by a stun gun sneak attack, otherwise it is almost impossible for a wizard to die in the hands of ordinary people."

If the fat friar had been here at the moment, after hearing Harry's words, he would have had to have a good fight with Harry, saying something like 'no martial arts, a group of young people sneaking up on me, an old man in his fifties'.

The silence that turned into a black mist and instantly dispersed brought a cold wind with him, and after a quick parade up and down the house, he re-burrowed into Harry's body.

"There are no ghosts, at least not yet."

"But, Dudley, you said before that guy shows up at eight or nine o'clock every day, right?"

"That's right! At about eight or nine o'clock he would come, but after a while he would disappear, and then at eleven or twelve o'clock he would appear for a little while, and then at three or four o'clock! ”

Dudley, who nodded quickly, said quickly, "Every time he comes, there is a sound similar to a broken branch, a click, or a snap, and I have been awakened several times when I was about to fall asleep, and then I didn't dare to sleep at all." ”

"Then just wait, it's only a few hours."

Harry glanced at the alarm clock in the room, then turned and walked out of the room.

"What do you want for dinner?" What else do you have at home? I'm going to get you something to eat, I guess, you haven't had a meal in a while, right? ”

Harry, who had slipped into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and the freezer was stuffed with half a slaughtered lamb, and Harry took it out without hesitation, breaking the bones a few times to get Dudley an authentic shredded lamb.

As the rich smell of meat wafted in the kitchen, Dudley, who was originally nervous, gradually relaxed, and there was a regular snoring sound in the living room, and Dudley, who hadn't slept well for several days, had already fallen asleep before the food was served.

Time passed minute by minute, Harry, who couldn't bear to wake Dudley, left him half a lamb chop and a leg of mutton, and Harry, who was bored and looking at the book with his teeth picked, waited silently, and the time soon came to a quarter past eight, and there was a slight but clear crackling sound, and Harry, who turned over in an instant, held the ebony.

"It's time for me to learn the Anti-Apparition Shifter."

At the same time as this thought flashed through his mind, Harry, who had already made two strides up to the second floor, raised his foot and kicked the door of his bedroom, and a bloody breath mixed with the smell of medicinal herbs entered his nose, and at this moment, he saw the appearance of the uninvited guest!

(End of chapter)