Chapter 797

Harry could hardly believe it was true. For four weeks, there was no sign of a plan to take him away from Privet Drive, but suddenly a large group of witches stood in the house, as if it had been a long drawn up plan.

He glanced at the people around Fanlin and lupin, who were still staring at him eagerly. He was extremely shy about the fact that he hadn't combed his hair for four days.

"I said - you are really lucky, because the Dursleys are out." He said vaguely.

"Lucky, ha!" The purple haired witch said, "I lured them out in a way. I sent them a letter through the Muggle post office telling them that they had been nominated for the smoothest suburban lawn competition in England. They start as soon as they hear about the bonus, or they think they're champions

Harry briefly imagined what Uncle Vernon's face would look like when he learned that there was no lawn race in England's smoothest suburbs.

"We're leaving, aren't we?" Harry asked, "soon?"

"Almost immediately," Fanlin replied, "we're just waiting for everything to be cleaned up."

"Where are we going? Is it barrow Harry asked hopefully.

"No, it's not barrow," lupin said as he led Harry to the kitchen. The small group of wizards followed, still staring curiously at Harry. "That's too risky. We're going to some undetectable headquarters. That will take a little time. "

Mad eye Moody is now sitting on the kitchen table drinking from a small water bottle. His magic eye is spinning in all directions, carefully examining the various appliances the Dursleys have painstakingly collected.

"This is moody, Harry," lupin continued, pointing to Moody. "Yes, I know," Harry replied uncomfortably.

Being introduced to someone he thought he'd known for a year was quite bizarre.

"And this is nefadera --"

"don't call me nefadera, Remus," the young witch shook. "My name is Tonks."

"Nefadera Tonks, who only likes people who know her last name." Lu Ping finished.

"What would you do if your stupid mother named you nefadera?" Tonks murmured.

"This is kensley shacklebert," lupin introduced, pointing to the tall black wizard, who bowed.

"Alfas Doug," the panting old wizard nodded.

"This is Dedalus digger --"

"we've met before," exclaimed the excited digger, taking off his high purple hat at the same time.

"Emilian Vance." This was a dignified looking witch in an emerald scarf, and she nodded.

"Sturges podmer." A wizard with straw hair and square chin blinked.

"Next is Hesta Jones." A witch with pink cheeks and black hair came out of Moody's side.

Harry nodded awkwardly to everyone when he introduced them. He wanted these guys to see something else instead of staring at him all the time, as if he had suddenly become a stage clown. He also wondered why so many people were here.

"As for this one..." Lu Ping said.

"Fanlin al." Harry said quickly.

"I think so. I don't need to introduce it." Professor Lu Ping laughed.

"But I still want to ask you No, it's you who... "

"An amazing number of witches volunteered to pick you up," lupin seemed to be able to read Harry's thoughts, and his mouth slightly moved.

"Yes, it's good, but it will be better," moody said in the dark. "We're your bodyguards, Potter."

"We're just waiting for a signal that we can leave safely," lupin continued, glancing quickly out the kitchen window. "We need about five minutes to get there."

"These Muggles are very clean, aren't they?" Tonks said in surprise. She was looking around the kitchen with very curious eyes. "My father is of Muggle blood, but he is a complete slacker. I think that's different. Maybe witches are not born to do this. "

"Well - yes," said Harry, "you see -" he turned his back to lupin. "What's next? I haven't heard anything from anyone. What's wrong with Voldemort?"

A few witches and witches made a strange hissing noise. Dedalus digger took off his hat again, and moody yelled "shut up!"

"What?" Harry asked.

"No, it's the same." Van reen said quickly, but moody gave him a quick look.

Well, Fanlin knows that he has made mistakes again. He should speak less. This is the instruction given by the person in charge."We can't talk about anything here. It's too dangerous," moody said, turning his normal eye to Harry. His eye is still focused on the ceiling. "Curse it," he added angrily, placing a hand on it. "Since that bastard took it - it's been hard to accept."

Then moody pulled out his magic eye with a disgusting sound similar to that of a diver being pulled out of the pool.

"Moody, do you know that's annoying," Tonks protested bitterly. "Can I have a glass of water, Harry." Moody's pleaded.

Harry walked through the dishwasher, took out a clean cup and filled the sink with water, while the wizards were still watching him eagerly. Their relentless gaze had begun to haunt Harry.

"Great," he said as Harry handed the cup to Moody. Moody dipped the eye in the water and pushed it up and down. The eye spun around and looked at them from all angles.

"I need 360 degrees of vision on the way back."

"How do we get back - and where are we going?" Harry asked. "Riding on a broom," lupin said, "is the only way. You're too young to move instantly, and they're monitoring the fireplace network and setting a manual door key doesn't make sense to us

"Remus says you're a good Quidditch player," kensley shacklebert said in his low voice.

"He's the best," lupin said, checking his watch. "Anyway, you'd better go up and pack, Harry. We'll be ready to leave when the signal comes."

"Let's help you," Tonks said briskly. She and vaseline followed Harry back to the living room and up the stairs, looking around with curiosity and interest.

"The interesting place," Tonks said, "is just a little too clean. Do you know what I mean? It's a bit unnatural. Oh, it's better. " She added as they entered Harry's bedroom and turned on the lights.

Harry's room must be a lot more messy than the others.

For four days he had been in a very emotional state and locked himself in this room.

Harry took the trouble to put this place in order.

Most of the books he owned were cluttered on the floor and he flipped through them himself and threw them aside. Hedwig's cage also needs to be cleaned thoroughly, and now it's starting to smell.

His suitcase lay open on one side, Muggle's clothes and wizard's robes were all over the floor.

Harry began to pick up the books and put them into the box in a hurry. Fanlin wanted to use magic, but since Harry still had trace silk, if he was doing any magic, Fudge would not hesitate to count it on Harry's head.

There is no doubt that this will become very troublesome and Moody's will not allow it at all.

Tonks stopped in front of Harry's open closet and peered critically at her image through the glass.

"You know, I don't think purple really suits me," she hesitated, trying to tie her long, pointed hair. "Do you think it makes me look a little bit eye-catching?"

"Well -" said Harry, looking at her over the posters of the British and Irish quiddies national team.

"Maybe you can change colors. It's not hard for you." Fanlin helplessly said, "maybe you can come and help."

"Yes, that's it," concluded Tonks. She closed her eyes with a tense expression, as if trying to recall something. A second later, her hair turned pink like gum.

"How did you do it?" Harry asked in surprise as Tonks opened his eyes again.

"I'm a shaper," she says, looking at her image in the mirror and turning her head around so she can see her hair in all directions.

"It means that I can change my appearance as much as I want," she said after seeing Harry's puzzled expression in the mirror. "I'm the one born. I got the highest score in camouflage during Auror training, but I didn't learn it at all. It's the best

"Are you a member of Auror Harry was impressed. Becoming a black wizard Hunter after graduating from Hogwarts was the only career Harry had ever considered.

"Yes," Tonks looked proud. "So was kensley, even though he was a little more magical than me. I was admitted only a year ago. But I failed in covert operations and tracking. I'm stupid to death. Can you hear me breaking the dishes when we get downstairs

"I warned you, Tonks, but you didn't care." Said Fanlin.

"I'm just curious." Tonks chuckled and said, "you should be as cute as a child, Fanlin..."

"Do you know how to be a shaper?" Harry looked straight at Tonks and completely forgot to pack up.Tonks chuckled.

"I bet you don't mind hiding that scar sometimes, do you?" Her eyes found the lightning shaped scar on Harry's forehead.

"No, I don't mind." Harry grunted. He turned and walked away. He doesn't like people staring at his scars.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll have to work hard," Tonks said. "Transfigures, or Animagus, are really rare. They're all born, not made. Most sorcerers rely on wands or potions to change their shape. But we can change if we want. Harry, I think our task now is to pack

She looked around at the messy floor and added with a guilty heart.

"Oh, yes," Harry picked up some more books and put them into the box.

"Don't be silly. I'll do the packing much faster." Tonks cried, while her wand made a long, wavy sweep across the floor. Books, clothes, binoculars, and almost everything else flew into the air and into the suitcase.

"Why doesn't moody allow me to use magic." Fanlin said discontentedly.

"Because I am Auror!" Said Tonks, rather triumphantly.

"It doesn't seem very neat," Tonks said as she went up to the top of the suitcase and looked at the chaos inside. "My mother had the knack of keeping things in place - she could even make socks fold themselves - but I never knew how she did it - it was a quick tap." Tonks flicked her wand with hope and speed.

One of Harry's socks made a feeble swing and then flopped back to the top of the chaotic box.

"Ha, good," Tonks slammed the lid of the box closed. "At least they're all in. That also needs a little cleaning. " She points her wand at Hedwig's cage.

With the surge of magic, several feathers and bird droppings disappeared.

"Yes. The ones I never hated to do better - the ones I spent on housekeeping. OK - did you bring everything with you? Gas cooker? Broom? WOW! It was a thunderbolt broom - "

as they sat on the broom Harry was holding in his right hand, Tonks' eyes widened. It was Harry's pride and joy, a gift from Sirius. It was an international standard Cadiz broom.

"I'm still on comet 20, which is something that only rich guys like Sirius can do." Next, is the wand still in your jeans? Are our butts safe? OK, let's go. "

Harry's suitcase floated a few inches in the air. Tonks' wand is like a conductor's baton, and Tonks lets the suitcase spiral through the room and out in front of them, with Hedwig's cage in her left hand.

"She's a little off the line, isn't she?" Harry said, stupidly.

"If you get in touch with more, you'll get used to it, I promise." Van Lin nodded. "And Animagus, it's not as hard as you think, but in your current state, it's likely to become something that you don't want."

"What would it be?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's a stag, maybe it's a snake..."

"Snake?" Harry exclaimed, "it's not that Animagus is the image of his patron saint. How could it be a snake..."

But soon Harry stopped talking. Naturally, Harry also understood why van Lin was doing this

By the time he got back into the kitchen, moody had put his eyes back in, and the magic eye spun so fast after cleaning that Harry felt a fit of nausea when he looked at it. Kensley shacklebert and Sturgis podmer were checking the microwave oven, while Hesta Jones was rummaging through a drawer, laughing at a potato peeler when she came over. Professor Lu Ping is writing a letter to the Dursleys.

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