Hogwarts Everything is Three

The hottest day since summer was finally over, and the sky gradually dimmed. Three figures appeared on Magnolia Crescent Street and Mulan Road outside an amusement park with a locked gate.

"Alaho cave opens." A depressed female voice sounded.

"Harry is in there. We have been procrastinating for too long in the shop ahead, and now we have to follow a little bit." Allen walked forward on the dry grass.

The reason why they didn't send Maggie these days but they tried to follow them was mainly because Allen also wanted to take the opportunity to take Luna and Hermione for a walk in the amusement park that was almost empty this evening, so they should relax.

The playground was as empty as the surrounding streets. The gate of the playground was opened by an invisible hand, and after a few seconds, it closed again.

"He's there." The three of them didn't move on anymore. Although the light was dim, the boy with messy hair and round glasses could still be seen sitting on the swing, with one arm holding the chain and looking Looking melancholy at the ground, there was a time when it swayed slowly.

"His scars seem to hurt again." Hermione whispered worriedly when Harry raised his hand and rubbed the scar on his forehead.

Harry on the swing was thinking about his own thoughts. Allen, Luna, and Hermione, who followed Harry from a distance, watched the surroundings vigilantly.

Night had come, and a sultry and soft night had arrived, and the air was filled with the smell of warm hay, and all the time could only hear the low noise of vehicles from the road outside the playground railing.

A loud noise broke the silence, and Harry looked up. The street lights on the surrounding streets cast a dim light and shadow, a group of people were walking through the playground, one of them hummed a vulgar song loudly, and the others laughed. There was also a slight tinkling sound, which was the sound of several expensive cars they were pushing away.

It was a Muggle who came first, and Allen recognized that it was Harry's cousin, Dali Dursley, and was walking home with his gang of friends, friends and dogs. Dudley is still as tall as before, but he no longer looks like a fat man, but a strong young man with muscles.

They didn't find Harry until Dudley bid farewell to his group of friends before Harry jumped off the swing, stepped out under the tree and started walking back. The hostility in his heart after getting the letters from his friends has alleviated a lot, and he doesn't want to have any conflict with the disgusting Dali.

But things backfired. Originally, Dudley was walking leisurely, humming a little tune in his mouth, but the sudden weather made him quicken his pace and trot all the way down the road Harry had just passed.

In a narrow alley, Dali spotted Harry in front of him and followed him in. The empty alley, because there are no street lights, is much darker than the two streets it connects. The alley is surrounded by a garage wall on one side and a high fence on the other. This environment makes Harry and their footsteps dull. Because of this, the Allen and the three stopped at the entrance of the alley far away, watching the movements of the two Harry.

"Why do you want to avoid me, so that your murderer godfather really doesn't want you? Those **** owls haven't come for a long time, so your friends will ignore you, right?" Da Li grinned wickedly, and his two ham-like hands were clenched into fists.

Harry, annoyed by Sirius, pointed his wand impartially at Dudley's heart: "He hasn't been here for a while, so you dare to provoke me? You are not allowed to say such things." Harry said sharply. ,"do you understand?"

At this moment, Dudley shuddered strangely and gasped, as if being soaked in cold water.

In the dark, something strange happened. The dark blue night sky full of stars suddenly became pitch black, without a trace of light—the stars, the moon, and the dim yellow street lights at both ends of the alleys all of a sudden disappeared. The rumbling of cars in the distance and the rustling of leaves nearby were also inaudible. The mild and pleasant night just now suddenly became bitterly cold. They were surrounded by an impenetrable deep and silent darkness, as if a giant hand covered the entire alley with a thick, icy curtain, making them invisible.

Dudley's fearful voice pierced everyone's eardrums.

"What are you—what are you doing—what are you doing? Stop—stop!"

I did nothing! Shut up, don't move! "

"I—I can’t see! I—my eyes are blind! I—"

"I told you to shut up!"

In the midst of Harry and Dudley's quarrel, Hermione drew out her wand, trying to get rid of the huge figure in the hood. In the darkness, he was silently sliding towards Harry. The figure hovered high on the ground, with no feet or face visible under the robe, as if it was swallowing darkness bit by bit when it moved.

But Alan’s vague male voice suddenly sounded in her heart: "Hermione, you promised not to do it. We have to let Harry do it by himself. You can save Harry once, but it’s impossible to save Harry every time. We can also be by his side in time when in danger. You have to believe in Harry, and the prophecy tells me that he will be able to release the Patronus Curse and successfully drive away the Dementor."

Hermione nodded silently in the dark. She looked at Harry. After a panic, Harry finally let himself fall to the ground. The wand cast a fluorescent flash. He stumbled over and picked up his own. Magic wand.

"Call God to guard!"

A stream of silver smoke emerged from the head of the wand, and the dementor's movements slowed down, but the spell did not fully work. Seeing the dementors coming towards him, Harry tripped on the bottom of his feet and took another two steps back. The panic obscured his brain—concentrating on—"God, guard!"

His voice seemed vague and distant. There was another silver smoke, thinner and weaker than before, sprayed from the head of the wand-he was powerless, he couldn't recite the spell.

Hermione was anxious, but didn't move anything.

"Kachachacha", Luna seized the opportunity to shoot, capturing the dementor's use of his slimy, scab-covered gray hands to grab Harry and the attack on Dali who is a Muggle. . Harry tilted his head suspiciously. He recognized that it was the sound of the camera pressing the shutter, but he didn't have time to find out what happened when faced with the dementor attack.

Harry panted desperately, thinking about Ginny and the recent greetings from Alan and Hermione. He finally waved his wand again, his voice was not as sharp as he was: "Holy guard !"

A huge silver stag spurted from the head of Harry's wand, and two antlers pierced directly at the dementor's heart. The dementor in front of him was knocked back again and again, as weightless as the surrounding darkness. The stag circled around and rushed to the side. Another dementor who had attacked Dali flung to the side like a bat and hurried away.

The moon, the stars and the street lights all shone again. There was a warm breeze blowing in the alley. The sound of rustling leaves in the neighbor's garden, and the sound of cars in the world on Magnolia Crescent Street filled the night sky again.

Dudley lay curled up on the ground, trembling with a whimper. Harry bent down to see if Dudley could stand up. At this moment, he heard heavy running footsteps behind him. He instinctively raised his wand again and turned to face the newcomer.

Mrs. Feige, Harry's queer-tempered old neighbor, appeared before them out of breath. Her gray and white hair fell out of her hairnet, a jingling mesh bag hung on her wrist, and her feet were about to slip out of those thick tartan slippers. Harry just wanted to hide the wand quickly and just listen to—

"Don't hide, silly boy!" She screamed, "What if there are people around them? Oh, I must kill Mondungus? Fletcher!"

"We can go back now, he won't be in danger anymore." When Mrs. Fegg took Harry and the others away, Allen said to the two girls beside him.

Back in the Harris family tower, Allen first took out some chocolate and handed it to Hermione and Luna. Although they did not directly face the dementors, it did not prevent eating a fragrant and delicious chocolate to adjust their mood.

"Fudge and they really will take Harry's use of the patron saint in front of Muggles to take him to court? The seventh article of the "Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards Act" clearly states that in special circumstances it can be Those special circumstances that use magic in front of melon include when the life of the wizard himself or other wizards or Muggles who are present at the same time is threatened. Harry encountered two dementors who attacked him. We can’t do it now. Print out the photo and give it to Harry to prove his innocence so that he doesn’t have to go to court? In addition, will Mr. Owen be affected by the dementor attacking the innocent little wizard? As usual, the dementor should be Under the jurisdiction of the deputy minister." Hermione swallowed the chocolate, but her clear head made her feel more things to worry about.

"The Dementors should indeed belong to my father's jurisdiction, but Fudge is unwilling to lose control of the Dementors. He believes that we need to maintain force to fight the Aurors, who we have basically controlled. Also for the Dementors. Creatures, I don’t have the slightest affection. The reason why my father didn’t insist on obtaining the jurisdiction of the Dementor was because of my advice. Fudge’s witch was named Dolores Umbridge, and she was a witch. People who know what needs to be done to please Fudge, and the dementors are assigned to her responsibility by Fudge~www.NovelMTL.com~ When I recruited giants before, I predicted that the dementors would attack Harry, and Sure enough, they really appeared in the Little Huijin area. Umbridge, who bought people’s hearts at the Ministry of Magic and suppressed Professor Dumbledore’s supporters, was probably not an accident this time, but she secretly ordered two The dementors attacked Harry, and even Fudge himself may not have known the attack."

Allen took a sip of the black tea and continued: “This photo can’t be given to Harry right away. If given to Harry now, he can indeed prove his innocence. But for this kind of undisclosed news, relying on Fudge’s power is now fully capable of suppressing public opinion. After all, the Daily Prophet is also under the control of the Minister of Magic. This may even become a new direction for them to attack Harry for lying. And neither of us It’s suitable to stand up and confront Fudge and the others head-on. It’s not suitable to let "The Devil" publish those photos now. But since the plan to attack Harry was unsuccessful, then just like I told you on the way back, Umri Cheetah would probably encourage Fudge to take advantage of Harry's use of the Patronus Charm in front of Dali to bring him to court. They will not let the opportunity to hit Dumbledore with this, and all we need to do now is to wait for them to The matter was so violent that everyone knew it, and then quietly handed over this key material evidence to Sirius during the court session. I believe he, who had been wronged by the Ministry of Magic, would use this evidence to make Fudge and the others embarrassed. Yes. Hermione, I know you don’t like these conspiracies too much, but this will allow Fudge and the others to spend a certain amount of time on making up for this mistake, instead of thinking of other ways to stop it. Harry returned to Hogwarts, these methods are necessary at this stage."