Chapter 277

"Don't apologize to brother D!"

"Look! She's shaking!"

"Hahaha! I'm sure she's scared to pee her pants!"

"At such an old age, I'm still squatting on the ground like a beaten little boy and laughing to death... Ha ha..."

"Come on, Gordon! Mark Evans, that bastard, doesn't do that!"

At the entrance of Mulan flower crescent street, Dudley and his group of friends were around the roadside, pointing to the huddled figure in the middle and sending out bursts of rough laughter.

The object they are bullying makes Harry's mood a little complicated.

It was the woman again. The two encounters made Harry feel very different.

To say that Harry had always been wary of her before, that doubt was not the slightest! He even thought that the woman was most likely a Death Eater trying to disadvantage him.

But now when he met again, it was hard for him to imagine that a cunning and cruel Death Eater would be bullied by a group of Muggles.

To say that he hides his identity in the right direction, it may be that he has scruples about Hogwarts and wants to test it clearly before starting; But in the face of a group of Muggles, what is the reason to do so?

This can only prove that the woman may really just ask him for directions. Moreover, she doesn't seem to be a bad person, but she is naturally timid

On this thought, Harry could not help but get angry again - Dudley and his bad friends were bullying the weak again!

"Hello, brother D!"

Hearing someone calling him behind him, Dudley turned around.

"Oh," he muttered, "it's you..."

"When did you become 'brother d'?" Harry, who was already stuffy, suddenly said sarcastically.

"Shut up!" Dudley shouted fiercely.

"That's a cool name," Harry grinned, passed Dudley and stood beside the woman. "But in my opinion, you'll always be 'Dudley baby'... Why are you bullying others again?"

"You shut up!" Dudley said, and his two hands as thick as Jinhua Ham became fists.

"Yes! Shut up, you thin monkey!" "do you also want to try brother D's right hook?"

His friends also got together, and you helped me with every word. But Harry suddenly turned his head and glared at the two loudest guys.

"Hmm?" he snorted coldly. "I just came back from St. Bruce (Security Center juvenile school). How many more dare to challenge me?"

At this moment, the guy who was yelling and yelling immediately lost his voice and seemed to be tense all over.

Harry couldn't help blinking a few more times, because he was just trying to imitate Marca, but the effect was amazing.

The bad rumors spread to him by the Dursleys were also one of the reasons why Harry was depressed. But he didn't expect that sometimes seemingly useless things will work when he can't think of them.

"My cousin, you haven't answered my question..." hallidan paused, turned his head to Dudley and asked, "why bully her? Don't tell me you're bullying a woman with your so-called 'boxing'

"I didn't!" Dudley said, looking at Harry with clenched teeth. "She didn't look at the road and hit me! Then she squatted there and shivered! Does this have anything to do with me?"

He was trying to restrain himself from beating Harry - it seemed to take all his self-control.

"Really?" Harry glanced incredulously. "I bumped into you and squatted here. I'm afraid so. Are you teasing me?"

"I just scolded her. Who could have guessed that this woman would be so timid?" Da said vigorously. If he looked carefully, he could even find that the muscles on his cheek were twitching. "What else do you want? Tell you, Potter boy! I'm not afraid of you!"

"Not afraid of me? What are you afraid of?" Harry smiled, put his hand into his pocket and said slowly, "tell me... If you're right, I'll reward you..."

"No, you can't! You can't use it!" Dudley said quickly, staring at Harry's hand. "I know you can't - you'll be expelled from that freak school!"

"Brother D, what are you talking about?" a friend beside Dudley whispered.

When Dudley's friends saw him so timid, they were even more timid. They didn't even dare to speak too loudly.

After all, they are only half a boy. Usually they are so unscrupulous by virtue of Dudley's height and strong body. How can they not feel guilty when they look at the advice of the leader?

"Can't you? How do you know the school hasn't changed the rules, brother D?" Harry suddenly laughed and pulled out his right hand.

"No -"

Dudley took several steps back almost conditionally.

The last time the Weasleys came to Privet Drive to pick Harry up to see the Quidditch World Cup, Fred and George took him seriously. His tongue was swollen to four feet long.

It has to be said that it left a deep impression on Dudley's heart - those freaks who call themselves wizards are simply demons!

"If you don't take that thing, you don't have the courage to compete with me, do you?" Dudley's confidence is obviously much weaker. At least he doesn't even dare to approach Harry now.

"What about you? You need four guys to support you before you dare to bully a woman?" Harry sneered.

"I said I didn't do anything to her!" Dudley said fiercely. "If you dare to take out that thing, you'll wait! I'll tell Dad you --"

"Run home to find dad, don't you?" Harry interrupted immediately and said contemptuously. "If his little boxing champion is in trouble, he will only get into dad's arms?"

Harry simply took a bold step forward, and when he saw that Dudley had unconsciously followed him back, he couldn't help but be happy.

It seems that even the recent depression has been vented with today's behavior.

"Shut up!"

Dudley was in a stalemate for a while. It seemed that Harry would lean over again. He quickly roared, and then walked quickly in the direction of home without looking back.

But just then, the street was suddenly dark, as if a thick black velvet tablecloth fell from the sky and covered the whole street.

Then, a sharp cold drowned everything unknowingly. Dudley, Harry, the women squatting on the ground, and Dudley's group of little friends felt as if they had been soaked in the lake mixed with ice.

"What did you do!"

Dudley was the first to shout out. He only felt that his muscles were stiff and his joints were even creaking. The car whistle, the rustle of leaves and the insects in the summer night all stopped suddenly.

"You... What are you doing? Stop, stop!" he shouted at the top of his voice, almost out of shape.

"I didn't do anything! Shut up!"

Harry stood there, his hand in his pocket clenched the handle of the wand, and he kept sucking the cold air into his lungs and slowly spitting it out, forcing himself to calm down.

He is familiar with this feeling! Yes, that's right... It should be... Dementors!

"Ah --"

A late scream. It was one of Dudley's friends.

"I, I can't see! I, I'm blind! I -"

That's another friend of his.

"Shut up, all of you!" roared Harry.

"... no, no! Don't, don't... Please... I know I'm wrong..."

Harry was distracted by them. He was about to roar again, but he found that the voice came from behind him... Is that the woman?

He was about to look back, but to his amazement, with a flash of warm breath, the frightening cold dissipated abruptly.

"I will tell Dad! I will!" Dudley shouted, then threw off his big legs and ran away quickly.

His group of guys saw Dudley turn around and run away. They immediately dispersed, and there was no shadow in the twinkling of an eye.

Harry didn't have time to pay attention to them. He just looked around suspiciously, turned his head from side to left and swept back from left. He didn't find any clues to answer his doubts.

"... please don't, don't come again... I know I'm wrong... I know I'm wrong..."

The street lights came on again, the stars in the night sky twinkled again, and the distant voices poured into Harry's ears again, as if everything had returned to its original state.

But the woman still covered her head and pleaded tremblingly, as if what had just happened had really frightened her.

"Er... I think it's all right..."

Harry looked at her, but he couldn't laugh inexplicably.

To tell the truth, the dramatic change just now made him goose bumps, which has not been recovered until now! He doesn't understand. What happened just now?

Although Harry was a little frightened by the cold that represented the approaching of the Dementor, he didn't feel very frightened.

With the blessing of tomaka, now no matter Harry, Hermione or Ron will be afraid of Dementors.

But the cold finally disappeared inexplicably, which made Harry a little suspicious - why did they leave again? Is that warmth a patron saint curse? Who on earth drove away the Dementors?

He suddenly found that although Hermione, Ron and Sirius refused to explain the reason, the clue seemed to be hidden around him all the time

"Hey! You're all right!" Harry couldn't help shouting at the woman as she was still muttering.

"Ah --" "huh?"

He didn't expect that after he shouted, the woman suddenly tilted aside and fainted!