Chapter 787 The Dursleys Leave

Harry stayed in his room at the Dursleys' house, looking up at the thick cold fog outside the window that was not suitable for this season.

Harry is not unfamiliar with this kind of cold fog. When the number of dementors gathers to a certain level, this kind of cold fog will be generated around him. After Dumbledore's "death", there are more and more places in England. There was such a fog.

Sirius wrote that the Order of the Phoenix actually tried to send out manpower to exterminate the dementors, but during the process they were ambushed by Death Eaters, vampires, and even giants. If Fish hadn't rescued them in time, they would have appeared. Personnel were lost.

And the Ministry of Magic is still holding back...

Not only did they continue to whitewash the situation in the Daily Prophet, claiming that the Dementors completely lost control because of Fudge's capture, they also labeled several Order members who went to deal with the Dementors as "Fudge's remnants." " hat was arrested, so Sirius and the others had to temporarily give up their actions in this area.

Corresponding to the "Daily Prophet" that closely follows the pace of the Ministry of Magic, there is "The Quibbler" compiled by Mr. Lovegood. Rita Skeeter seems to have tasted the sweetness in the last report, starting last year , she has been publishing some reports in "The Quibbler" that are against the Ministry of Magic, but she shrewdly did not mention anything related to Voldemort, and was just questioning the Ministry of Magic's ability to do things... just like she did before That way.

As a result, Skeeter and "The Quibbler", while gaining more and more support from wizards, succeeded last week in getting the Ministry of Magic to classify "The Quibbler" as dangerous reading and have the entire publishing house shut down. The Ministry of Magic also issued a wanted order for Mr. Lovegood and Skeeter, and even Luna was not spared.

Fortunately, they have been protected by Professor Moody and others in a secret stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix, but as long as the Ministry of Magic does not lift their wanted order, they will have to continue to hide, and Luna will not be able to do so next semester. Back to school.

So... we have to defeat Voldemort as soon as possible!

Harry withdrew his gaze, looked at the luggage that had been packed by the bed, and silently clenched his fists.

"Hey you!"

Just then, Uncle Vernon shouted from downstairs.

Harry sighed helplessly, opened the door to the room, and walked downstairs. If he guessed correctly, Uncle Vernon had probably changed his mind again.

"I changed my mind!" Sure enough, when Harry came to Vernon Dursley, he heard him shout: "They are all lies, and I have decided not to believe a word of them. We are not leaving, Not going anywhere!"

Harry looked at his uncle, annoyed and amused. If he hadn't been worried that Voldemort wouldn't be able to find him after his mother's spell failed, and then vent his anger on the Dursleys, he would have gone to live with Sirius just like he did during the summer vacations of the previous two years.

And after he told the Dursleys about the possible danger, Uncle Vernon had been struggling. During these days, he had changed his mind countless times, and every time he changed his mind, he had to go through a lot of trouble. The luggage is loaded into the car, loaded out of the car, and loaded back into the car again.

"I've said it many times," Harry advised patiently, "it will be dangerous for you to stay here."

"That's what you said when you sent the letter a few months ago!" Uncle Vernon growled, "That...that..."

"Dementors."

Dudley and Aunt Petunia nearby both let out a scream.

"Yes! It's those monsters. You said they were out of control! But nothing happened!" Vernon Dursley made an expression as if he had seen through Harry, and continued to yell: "I didn't sleep last night, It must be a conspiracy to take over the house!"

"House?" Harry didn't react and asked subconsciously, "What house?"

"This house!" Uncle Vernon screamed, and the veins on his forehead began to beat. "Our house! The house prices in this neighborhood have gone up so much! You want to take us away and then do some tricks, no?" When we understand, the name on the deed will become yours..."

Harry opened his mouth wide and looked at the building in front of him with some absurdity. Although the Dursley's house was pretty good, compared with the ancestral home that the Black family had inherited for many years, it was not as good as the cupboard where Kreacher lived. There isn't much difference.

Of course, the Black family's ancestral home currently has nothing to do with Harry. If Sirius has a child of his own in the future, it will have nothing to do with Harry, but...

"I have a house," Harry said calmly: "My parents left me a house in a place called Godric's Hollow, where people like us live. I also What do you want this house for? All those happy memories?”

Although Harry only learned about such a house from Sirius and had never really seen what it looked like, even if the house was really as simple as Kreacher's cupboard, it would still be better than Deth to Harry. The Li family is thousands of times stronger.

"In addition," Harry pointed to the sky filled with cold fog outside, "these heavy fogs are caused by dementors. When they gather in a certain amount, this kind of fog will appear."

Dudley suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and stammered, "They...there are more?"

"There are more?" Harry laughed. "You mean, in addition to the two that attacked us last time? Of course there are, there are hundreds, maybe thousands now, because they live on fear and despair..."

"Okay, okay," Vernon Dursley roared, "You've made it clear..."

"I hope so," Harry said, "As long as I turn seventeen, those guys will be able to find you and will definitely attack you."

"But what about my job? What about Dudley's school?" Uncle Vernon's voice became smaller, but he was still looking for reasons, "I think a bunch of idle wizards won't care about these things..."

" Don't you understand yet?" Harry, who had lost some patience, couldn't help but yell at Uncle Vernon, "They will torture you and kill you, just like they did to my parents!"

"Dad," Dudley said loudly, "Dad... I want to go with the people from the Order of the Phoenix."

"Dudley," Harry smiled at him in a rare friendly way, "For the first time in your life, you have said something clear." Then he took advantage of the victory and continued, "Besides, the people from the Order of the Phoenix will be here soon, and Fish will also come. Are you going to make him go in vain?"

When he heard that the terrible cat-eared boy was also coming, Vernon Dursley shut his mouth instantly, and Aunt Petunia screamed, and then hugged Dudley tightly.

And Dudley reminded with a pale face, "Luggage! Our luggage is not ready yet!"

Then Harry saw his uncle and aunt quickly passed him and rushed to their room. A moment later, they dragged several huge suitcases back to the living room...

During this period, the Dursleys packed and disassembled these luggage countless times, but this time was definitely the fastest one.

Harry rolled his eyes speechlessly. If he had known that it would be so simple, he should have moved Fish out at the beginning.

Not long after the Dursleys packed their luggage, the doorbell rang, and none of the three of them wanted to open the door.

So this "important task" naturally fell on Harry.

"Good morning, meow! Harry!"

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The people who came were indeed Fish, and Hestia Jones and Dedalus Digger, who had escorted Harry together.

"Good morning to you too, meow!" The cat walked into the house with a swagger, and greeted the Dursleys who were shrinking their heads like quails.

"Hello, hello..." Uncle Vernon forced a smile and responded tremblingly.

With Fish standing by to deter them, the Dursleys did not make any more troubles, and followed Hestia and Dedalus out of the house honestly.

But when they were about to walk out the door, Dudley suddenly turned around and looked at Harry with a tangled face.

Harry looked back at him curiously.

Then, Dudley gently broke free from Aunt Petunia's embrace and walked towards him in Harry's surprised eyes.

Dudley stretched out his fat, pink hand.

Harry looked at him blankly, then subconsciously stretched out his hand, and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon also had expressions of the sky falling.

"You saved my life." He explained in a low voice, and then said, "Goodbye, Harry."

"Okay..." Harry laughed, shook Dudley's hand twice, "Maybe. Take care, Brother D."

"Huh? You're actually pretty good." Fish came over and released his kindness to Dudley, "Want some delicious meow?"

(ΦωΦ)つ

The cat handed over his treasured snacks...

As a result, Dudley was scared and screamed, and then ran away without looking back.

"Meow?"

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Mao Mao scratched his head. After some recollection, he remembered that he seemed to have given Dudley some "special" snacks last summer vacation.

"Fish really wanted to give him delicious food this time, meow..."

Mao Mao looked at the Dursleys who fled in panic and muttered a little aggrievedly.

Harry laughed dryly twice. He felt that even if Fish took out the most delicious and expensive food in the world, Dudley would never dare to touch it again.

After the Dursleys and the two members of the Order of the Phoenix got on the car and gradually went away, Harry straightened his face and asked solemnly: "When will our action start?"

"I don't know meow!" Mao Mao answered confidently, "Fish is just here to beat Voldemort meow! Fish is not interested in knowing other things meow!"

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This plot is a rare one in which Harry can feel a little bit of family affection from the Dursleys, or more precisely, from Dudley, so after thinking it over and over again, he still copied some original text.