hogwarts blast

It took almost an hour and a half for the savior to complete his masterpiece.

Looking at the parchment in front of him, which was filled with earthy love words, and when he picked it up and shook it, it would even drop dust on the floor, Harry had a satisfied smile on his face.

Just when he was thinking about whether to add something extra to the parchment, such as drawing two hearts, writing his and Ginny's names and piercing it with an arrow, a roar broke the tranquility of Privet Drive.

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Harry was so frightened that he knocked over the ink bottle next to him with a shake of his hand, and the black ink instantly covered most of the parchment.

Looking at the collection of earthy love words that turned into a large black ink stain, Harry let out a howl of grief - "No!

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But the next second, Harry couldn't care less about the love letter he wrote to Ginny.

Boom!

A roar far more violent than before came again.

This explosion was like a signal to be released. Along with the whirring sound that broke through the air, one after another explosions were heard from all over Privet Drive.

Among the continuous explosions, there were also people's loud shouts.

Suddenly, Privet Drive seemed to have turned into a cruel battlefield where countless people were fighting fiercely.

Harry finally realized something was wrong.

Like drawing a sword, he suddenly took out a short and sharp little broken stick from his jeans pocket and pointed it at the wand.

Almost at the same moment he pulled out his wand, an arc of electricity streaked through the air in front of him and hit the wall facing the street in his room.

Along with a loud noise, Harry felt an earth-shattering violent shaking, and his whole body fell to the ground unsteadily.

The screams of Vernon's family of three were heard downstairs.

Harry staggered up from the ground.

After groping for his dropped glasses on the messy ground and putting them on, he rushed to the side of the large hole that had been made in the room.

The first thing that came into his sight was the two parties fighting in the street, and the various magic spells flying back and forth between them.

Harry was horrified when he saw clearly the clothes of one of the forces.

They were all shrouded in black robes, and their faces were obscured by broad hoods and copper hideous faces, but Harry could still identify their identities at a glance.

In the entire British wizarding world, except for Death Eaters, no normal person would dress like this.

Taking a deep breath, Harry forced himself to calm down. He lowered his body and began to observe the other party fighting the Death Eaters.

Harry suddenly realized with some confusion that these people were not all neighbors of Vernon's family.

How come they all suddenly changed and became friendly forces protecting themselves?

If Vernon knew that all his neighbors were wizards, he would probably be furious to death on the spot.

But now is not the time to dwell on this.

The Death Eaters on the street have clearly gained the upper hand, and the friendly forces have begun to retreat steadily under the fierce offensive of the Death Eaters.

Almost every three or four seconds, someone would fall down.

Harry raised his wand, hiding in the room on the second floor, like a sniper hiding in the dark, aiming at the group of black-robed Death Eaters below.

As soon as he took action, he used the most powerful arcane magic he learned from the Weiss Lai Twins——

"The ultimate blast!"

A thick crimson electric light cut through the air and fell into the Death Eaters' formation. Everyone clearly heard a loud crackling sound of thunder.

Through the smoke and dust, Harry seemed to see seven or eight figures being thrown out of the crowd.

For a moment, Harry's expression was dull.

This was the first time he used it after the twins taught him this magic. He didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Harry's sneak attack immediately changed the situation on the battlefield.

The ANBU wizard guarding Harry sounded the horn of counterattack, and the group of attacking Death Eaters began to retreat steadily.

After abandoning about a dozen corpses, the Death Eaters disapparated away in dismay.

Privet Drive has once again regained its original tranquility.

Harry stood motionless in the room, for a moment he couldn't believe what just happened.

The Death Eaters actually appeared here in a grand manner, in Little Whinging.

It wasn't until a slightly unexpected knock on the door came from behind that Harry suddenly woke up.

The voices of his uncle's family downstairs could no longer be heard. Harry remained extremely vigilant, held his wand tightly in his hand, and walked slowly towards the door.

After the door opened, what appeared in front of Harry was a black wizard, who looked a bit like the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, whom he had met before.

Harry was a bit blind when it came to black people's looks, but he was sure that the other person was not Kingsley.

Although Kingsley is also a black man, he is obviously not as black as the one in front of him.

The wizard in front of me was so black that his head could reflect light, and he looked like a smooth, greasy braised egg.

Moreover, he was wearing an eyepatch over his left eye, and there were three very obvious scratches around the eye behind the eyepatch.

Based on the knowledge he learned in Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class, Harry was able to determine that the claw marks were caused by some kind of ferocious cat.

Moreover, the claw marks are still very new, and they should have been injured in the past few months.

Kingsley was not wearing a blindfold and his eyes were not injured. Harry still knew about this.

"Harry Potter, it's no longer safe here. You need to leave with us immediately." The one-eyed black wizard said in a businesslike tone.

Harry lowered his wand a little, but still held it tightly in his hand and did not move his feet.

Although the wizard in front of him and his companions fought off the Death Eaters, he could not confirm their identities at all.

During the Triwizard Tournament some time ago, Harry was stabbed in the back by his most trusted friend Ron.

He was kidnapped by Ron and taken to a gloomy cemetery, where Voldemort used his blood to complete his resurrection.

Although Ron was controlled by the Imperius Curse, this incident still left a deep and indelible shadow in Harry's weak mind.

Who knows if the wizard in front of me is having sex with a Death Eater, although the possibility is very small, about zero.

But Harry still didn't plan to leave with the other party until the other party could prove his identity.

"Who are you?"

"Dumbledore's ANBU, Captain of Team 4, Nick Fury."

The wizard who called himself Nick spoke bluntly, but he did not produce any evidence to prove his identity, and Harry still did not move.

"If you don't believe it," Nick saw Harry's concerns, "I can contact Lord Dumbledore now."

He took a mirror out of his pocket and threw it to Harry.

Harry didn't know much about items in the wizarding world, but he could still recognize the double-sided mirror.

His future wife Ginny had previously given him a two-way mirror to help him keep in touch during the holidays.

However, Harry still preferred writing letters, because he could write a lot of earthy love words in his letters that he would never be able to say at ordinary times.

For example, what to say——

"My love for you is as powerful as a tractor going up the mountain."

I don't know how Ginny will feel after receiving Harry's letter.

But one thing is certain, there will definitely be no shortage of cooking oil at Wes Lai's house now.

Soon, Dumbledore's figure appeared in the double-way mirror.

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