Harry Potter and Shafik

Chapter 85

"When will you be able to bring him back like this? Use a levitating spell. Wingardim Leviosa!" Hilbert said as he waved his wand, the golden black black wood emitted a light, and Dudley was suspended in the air. Lie down and float up.Harry was in front, and Hilbert was behind, carrying Dudley back.

"Wait a minute." Harry turned his head, "

"So," gasped Harry, "Dumbledore? Always? Have someone follow me?"

Mrs. Figg said impatiently, "After what happened in June, do you expect him to let you wander around by yourself? Son, they told me you were smart?? Well?? Come in, wait Don't come out." At this time, they had arrived in front of No. 4 door. "I think someone will be in touch with you soon."

"What are you going to do?" Harry asked quickly.

"I'll go straight home," said Mrs. Figg, looking around the dark street and shuddering. "I need to wait for new orders. Stay home. Good night."

"Wait, don't go yet! I want to know—"

But in the blink of an eye Mrs Figg was swallowed up in darkness.Frowning tightly, Harry readjusted Dudley, who was slumped on his shoulders, and walked slowly up the garden path of No. 4 Privet Drive, with heavy steps.

There was a light on in the living room.Harry slipped his wand back into the waistband of his jeans and rang the doorbell.Aunt Petunia's figure grew larger and larger, reflected oddly in the rippled glass of the front door.

"Dada! Coming back just in time, I'm feeling very-very-dada, what's going on?"

Harry looked sideways at Dudley, getting out of his arms just in time.Dudley swayed in place for a moment, his face turning blue?Then he opened his mouth wide, and spit it all out on the doormat.

"Hi, Mrs. Dursley, do you still recognize me?" Hilbert bowed slightly.

Harry's Uncle and Uncle came lumbering from the living room, his walrus mustache fluttering in disarray, as it always did when he was agitated.He caught up in threes and twos, and together with Aunt Petunia helped Dudley, whose knees were weak, across the threshold, being careful not to step on the pile of dirt that Dudley had spit out.

"He's sick, Vernon!"

"Why are you covered in dirt, dear? Have you been lying on the ground?"

"Call the police, Vernon! Call the police! Dada, honey, tell Mama! What have they done to you?"

"Who did this, son? Tell us their names. We'll catch 'em, don't worry."

"Hush! He's about to talk, Vernon! What's the matter, Dada? Tell Mommy!"

Dudley weakly raised his hand and pointed at Harry Potter.Uncle Vernon immediately changed his face.

"Wait, I feel like there is some misunderstanding?" Hilbert leaned on the sofa next to him and said.

"What did you do to my son?" he growled menacingly.

"Nothing," said Harry, knowing very well that Uncle Vernon would never believe him.

"What did he do to you, Dada?" Aunt Petunia asked in a trembling voice as she wiped the dirt off Dudley's leather jacket with a damp sponge, "Is that - is that, dear?" ?He used—his dick?"

Dudley nodded slowly, trembling.

"I didn't!" said Harry eagerly, and Aunt Petunia let out a wail and Uncle Vernon raised both fists. "I didn't do anything to him, it wasn't me, it was—"

"Mr. Dursley, Harry didn't do anything."

At this moment, a long-eared owl suddenly flew into the kitchen through the window, and then wiped the top of Uncle Vernon's head, flew over from the kitchen lightly, and dropped a large parchment envelope in its beak. Then she turned around gracefully, the tips of her wings just swept across the top of the refrigerator, flew out with a whoosh, and disappeared over the garden.

"Owl!" Uncle Vernon yelled angrily.He slammed the kitchen window shut hard.The often bulging vein in his temple was throbbing again. "Owl again! No more owls in my house!"

The letter rose into the air and became a mouth.Start talking about the contents of the letter.

Dear Mr. Potter: We have received information that you cast the Patronus Charm in front of a Muggle at 23:13 tonight in a Muggle settlement.This behavior is a serious violation of the "Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act", so you have been expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Representatives from the Ministry of Magic will shortly be sent to your residence to destroy your wand.In view of the fact that you have previously been formally warned for violating Section No.8 of the International Confederation of Magicians' Secrecy Act, we regret to inform you that you must appear at the Ministry of Magic for trial at 12:8 am on August 12th.In addition, dear Mr. Shafik, you will also be expelled for using the levitation spell. Please go to the Ministry of Magic together on the morning of August [-]th.

Hope you guys take care.

Your faithful Mafalda Hopekirk Ministry of Magic forbids the misuse of the Division of Magic.

Uncle Vernon suddenly felt that the sky has eyes, and shouted excitedly, behaving strangely, almost insane. "God finally fulfilled my wish. Hahahaha."

Just then, a bird flew in and smashed through the window of the Dursleys' house, sending debris all over the floor.It's Costin!Hilbert's messenger bird.

Remove the envelope from the foot to remove the letter.

Dear Mr. Potter and Mr. Shafik, We wrote to both of you approximately 22 minutes ago, after which the Ministry of Magic reversed its decision to immediately destroy both of your wands.You can keep the wand until the time of your trial on August 8th to make a formal decision.

After discussing with the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Ministry of Magic has agreed to leave the issue of expulsion from both of you until then to make a decision.Therefore, the two of you can consider yourself suspended pending further investigation.Best regards.Your faithful Mafalda Hopkirk the Ministry of Magic forbids the misuse of magic.

Costin flew away.

Hilbert hurriedly took Harry upstairs to pack his things. He knew there was a place to answer their doubts.But now, they need to get out of here immediately.

"Mr. Dursley, please don't talk about these things to others now, or you will be fired from the company!"

"Absolutely not."

After the two packed their things, they took the subway to London.

After Hilbert packed his luggage, he said, "I'm going to find Uncle Black."

The two took a taxi to Grimmauld Place. "Harry, we'll find out later."

Harry shivered and looked around.The faces of the surrounding houses are gloomy, looking like they are repelling people thousands of miles away.Some homes had broken windows that gleamed poorly in the streetlights, many had peeling paint on the doors and several had litter piled on the front steps.

Harry looked up at the surrounding houses. They were standing outside number 11.He looked to the left and saw the number 10, and looked to the right and saw the number 13.

"But why don't you see—?"

"It's coming soon."

Hilbert snapped his fingers.At this time, a broken door appeared out of nowhere between the 11th and 13th, and then the dirty walls and gloomy windows appeared. It looked like an extra house suddenly swelled, Squeeze everything out on both sides.Harry stared dumbfounded. The stereo at Number 11 was still blaring dully, apparently the Muggles who lived there felt nothing.

Harry stared wide-eyed at the newly conjured door as he walked up the crumbling stone steps.The black paint on the door was peeling off, and it was covered with scratches left and right.The silver door knocker was in the shape of a large coiled snake.There was no keyhole in the door, and no letter box.

"Take your things and follow me in, I think Uncle Black can answer our questions!"

"You mean, my godfather? Is this his home?"

"I'll know right away."

The doorbell rang, and an old house-elf opened the door.He saw Hilbert immediately put up a smiling face. "It turns out that Master Shafik is here. Quick! Come in quickly. I'll get the things for you. This is Kreacher's honor."

"Thank you, Kreacher."

Through the narrow and long corridor, Kreacher pushed open the door and backed away.

Standing behind the door is Sirius Black.Harry's godfather, Hilbert's uncle.

"Why did you two come to my place?" Blake asked.

"It's a long story, read these letters first." Hilbert took out four or five letters from the suitcase and handed them to Sirius.After Sirius opened it and read it carefully, a frightened expression immediately appeared on his face.If you say stay at home, don't go there.He got into the fireplace and disappeared.

"What do we do now?"

"It's okay, just wait patiently, we will find a way."

Not long after, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, who hadn't seen him for a long time, and Alastor Moody, the Weasleys, a punk beauty, and Kingsley Shaker came out of the fireplace one after another.

"Are you real or fake Moody?" Harry Potter pointed at Alastor Moody with his wand.

"Of course it's true, the fake one is dead." Hilbert said while pressing Harry Potter's hand.

Mrs. Weasley walked towards them in two steps at a time, with a warm smile on her face, but Harry noticed that she was much thinner and paler than the last time he saw her.

She pushed Harry, Ron, Hermione, Hilbert and the Weasley brothers out the door with Ginny and put them to bed.They come to discuss this matter.Everyone had no choice but to go upstairs.

Hilbert was the last to go upstairs,

The moment Hilbert went upstairs, he saw all kinds of people coming out of the fireplace.Among them was his godfather, Severus Snape.But he didn't bother to say hello now, he felt a wave of powerless fatigue all over his body.He needs to be quiet now.

　Sorry, I'm not feeling well today and I'm dizzy.If there is anything unclear in the chapter updated today, please forgive me. I updated it lying on the bed in the dormitory today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)