Big Boss In The Harry Potter World

"Dudley! Wake up!" Harry knelt weakly on the ground, one arm supporting his body, and the other arm shaking Dudley on the ground.

Although Dudley looked strong, this strength would have no effect when facing dementors. He, a Muggle, couldn't even see them. As he was walking behind Harry, he unfortunately ran into a Dementor head-on. A Muggle faced a Dementor. Do we need to elaborate on this result?

Although Harry was weak at this time, his excitement never calmed down. He didn't expect that he could actually release a complete physical guardian angel. Just when Harry had fallen into despair and the putrid smell of dementors penetrated his nose, Dudley's scream also reached his ears.

Harry admitted that he didn't like Dudley. When he was a child, Harry was often bullied by him. However, Harry understood that if something happened to Dudley here... In fact, after hearing Dudley's scream, Harry Harry just discovered that there were two dementors here. Will the dementors give him a kiss? Harry couldn't help but think of the worst outcome. If Dudley was really kissed by a dementor, Harry would definitely meet him. Will be torn apart by an angry Uncle Vernon - if he survives.

Something must not happen to Dudley! This was the only thought in Harry's mind at the time. He had to find a way to save Dudley, at least not to let the Dementors suck away his soul.

It was under this situation in 890 that Harry finally tried the Patronus Charm for the last time with the thought of "never let anything happen to Dudley." The effect is significant - the will to protect is obviously more in line with the release conditions of the Patronus Spell than happiness or joyful emotions.

The silver-white stag ran out of Harry's wand, first pushed away the dementor in front of Harry, and then immediately sprinted in the direction of Dudley. Two dementors leaped into the sky in front of Harry's stag patronus, and then disappeared into the night sky.

Harry then dragged his weak and trembling body towards Dudley - he had just been sucked.

In front of Harry, Dudley was lying on the ground with his eyes lifeless, his whole body trembling. It only took one glance for Harry to understand that Dudley had been sucked by the dementors, but it seemed that he was still more or less responsive to the outside world, which meant that the situation he was most worried about did not appear. This made Harry very nervous. He breathed a sigh of relief.

After the dementors disappeared, the moon, stars, and street lights suddenly returned to real life. A warm breeze blew through the alley, and the trees in the nearby garden rustled. In the ordinary world, the new moon Mulan Street The rumble of getting on the car filled the air again.

"Dudley, get up! We should go back!" Harry put his wand back into his pocket, grabbed Dudley's arms with both hands, and tried to pull him up from the ground, but it was obvious that Harry's body could not support him. at this point. Harry felt that even if he was intact, he wouldn't be able to lift Dudley up, let alone his current weakened self.

When Harry was at a loss what to do, he heard the sound of soft footsteps. Harry quickly pulled out the wand he had just put back into his pocket, and faced the visitor across Dudley's heels.

Mrs. Figg, their elderly and eccentric neighbor, gasped into Harry's sight, her gray hair spread out from her hairnet, her wrists clinking like a shopping bag, and Harry Put away his wand quickly, but

"Don't put it away, silly boy!" she screamed, "What if they're still around? Damn it, I'm going to kill Mundungus!"

Harry was confused. If he understood correctly, Mrs. Figg had just told him not to put away his wand? "They" meant the dementors?

"I'm sorry?" To be on the safe side, Harry asked one more question to make sure he understood correctly: "What did you just say?"

"He's gone," said Mrs. Figg. "Mundungus Fletcher left to see a man who dropped a load of cauldrons off the back of a broomstick! I told him

I would skin him alive if he left, and now look what's happened! Dementors! Now, Harry, we're sending you home! This trouble should never have happened! I'm going to kill him!"

Well, Harry found that his judgment was correct, but a new problem came again.

But - (afag) - "For Harry, discovering that his old lady neighbor actually knew what dementors were was almost as shocking as meeting two dementors in an alley. .

"Are you - are you a witch?" This was the first time Harry looked at Mrs. Figg so carefully.

"Squib, I'm a squib," said Mrs. Figg, "so let's get out of here—if they come back, there's nothing I can do about it."

Mrs. Figg grabbed one of Dudley's fat arms with her skinny hands and pulled hard, but it was obviously of no use.

"Get up, you useless fool, get up!"

But Dudley was neither able nor willing to stand up. He lay on the ground, his whole body shaking, his face pale and his lips tightly closed.

"I'll do it." Harry grabbed Dudley's arm and lifted it. After a huge effort, he tried his best to get Dudley to lift his feet, but Dudley still looked like an idiot. His little eyes were rolling in their sockets, sweat covering his face; Harry was swaying dangerously as he let himself go.

"Hurry up!" Mrs. Figg shouted hysterically.

Harry put one of Dudley's fat arms on his shoulders and dragged him towards the street, Harry's shoulders sagging slightly under Dudley's weight. Mrs. Figg staggered ahead of them, staring nervously at the corner of the street.

"Take your wand out!" she said to Harry as they entered Wisteria Lane. "Never mind the secrecy statute now."

It was not easy to hold the wand stably while dragging Dudley hard. Harry nudged his cousin Dudley impatiently in the ribs, but Dudley seemed to have lost all desire to act independently. He slumped over Harry's shoulders, his huge feet dragging along the ground.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were a squib, Mrs. Figg?" Harry asked breathlessly as he struggled to walk, "When I was in your house - why didn't you say anything?"

"Dumbledore's orders. I have to keep you but can't tell you anything, you're too young. I'm sorry to have given you such a miserable time, Harry! But if the Dursleys think you like me here, they will Never let you come again. You know, it's not easy, but, oh! Look what I said."

Mrs. Figg wiped her sweaty hands on her clothes and said: "When Dumbledore heard this—heard Mundungus leave, who had been assigned until midnight—where was he? ?How do I tell Dumbledore what happened? I can't make contact.

"Wait! Do you know Dumbledore?" Harry suddenly felt that everything around him was so strange. He had never even gotten to know their neighbors well. .