Chapter 238：

A kind of fear came from his soul, which made Harry very uncomfortable.

At this moment, the sound of heavy running footsteps came.

Harry was startled, instinctively raised his wand, and turned sharply to face that direction.

Dudley was lifted up by the force and fell down directly.

He thought it was the person in the darkness who came out, but the result was unexpected.

Mrs. Figg, the eccentric old neighbor.

She appeared in front of them panting, her gray-and-white hair spilling out of her hairnet, and a jingling mesh bag hanging from her wrist.

Harry subconsciously wanted to hide his wand.

"Stop hiding, silly boy!" Mrs. Figg screamed. "What if there are still people of theirs around? Oh, I must kill Mundungus Fletcher!"

"What?" Harry asked confused. He didn't know Mundungus Fletcher at all.

If he had been to Knockturn Alley, he should know it.

The guy who cares about even a Knut.

"He left!" Mrs. Figg said angrily. "He said he felt a look that frightened him. The coward was so frightened that he ran away. It was all just a guess."

"Now, Dementor! Fortunately, I asked Kick to tip me off. Oh, we don't have time to stand around here. Harry, we have to send you back quickly. I have to kill Mundungus." !”

"But..." The eccentric Mrs. Figg, who likes keeping cats, actually knew about Dementors. Harry was no less surprised by this than when he met the two Dementors just now, "Are you a wizard?"

Harry suddenly thought of the black thread just now, and asked in surprise: "Was it you just now?"

"I'm a squib. Mundungus knows everything. How can I help you drive away the dementors?" Mrs. Figg shook her head. "He ran away by himself, leaving you without cover. I also reminded him ”

"This Mundungus has been following me? Wait, Disapparate?" Harry remembered the loud noise and understood immediately.

"Yeah, luckily I arranged for Kick to be hidden under a car, and luckily it wasn't too fattened by John Wick." Mrs. Feige shouted in a high voice: "But when I got to your house you were already there Gone, oh, what would Dumbledore say?"

With that said, Mrs. Figg asked Dudley to get up quickly in dissatisfaction.

Harry didn't expect Mrs. Figg to know Dumbledore, so he subconsciously ignored John's name.

"Of course I know Dumbledore, who doesn't know Dumbledore?" Mrs. Figg said, "leave quickly, I won't be able to help them if they come back."

She urged Harry to leave.

Harry was afraid of the black thread, so he took Dudley and hurried back towards the Dursley's house.

On the way back, Mrs. Figg asked him not to put away his wand.

I didn't care about the "Secret Law". Anyway, you will be punished if you use magic. The most important thing is to protect your own life.

Harry was curious about Mrs. Figg. He was out of breath from exhaustion, "Why didn't you tell me before that you were a squib? I came to your house so many times, why didn't you say a word about it."

He felt like he knew nothing, not even that his neighbor was a squib.

How many things are there that you don’t know?

Mrs. Figg felt sorry for Harry, but Dumbledore had told him to just keep an eye on Harry and couldn't say anything else.

She had to pretend that she didn't like Harry, because she was afraid that the Dursleys would never let Harry come to their home again.

At the end, Mrs. Figg mentioned Mundungus again, "That coward, he promised Dumbledore to be on duty. Where has he gone? How should I report this to Dumbledore?"

She doesn't know how to apparate, and she is struggling with this matter.

Harry offered to lend her his owl for reporting.

At the same time, Harry also knew that the black silk thread was not made by Mrs. Figg, nor was it that Mundungus, so who was it?

Just as he was thinking this, a harsh explosion appeared, and Mundungus finally dared to come back.

Mrs. Figg wanted to kill this coward at that time. Mundungus said with a bitter look on his face: "You have no idea how scary that man is. If he sees him, he will kill me!"

"Dementors, Harry encountered a dementor! You useless coward!" There was a canned cat in the mesh bag, and it hit Mundungus on the body and made him scream.

He said in disbelief: "Dementors? Why are they here?"

He covered his head with his arms and said, "I'm glad nothing happened to Harry. Did you solve it?"

"No, it's not me." Harry looked at the guy who suddenly appeared, who must be Mundungus, and he said depressedly: "There is someone there, I don't know who it is."

This time, Mrs. Figg didn't care about hitting anyone.

She urged Harry to go back quickly, and Mundungus hurriedly left to tell Dumbledore.

After arriving at Privet Drive, Mrs. Figg no longer planned to follow Harry. She wanted to wait for the next order, so she went home.

Harry was left with Dudley, walking slowly towards the Dursley's house.

He didn't notice that a pair of eyes were staring at him in the unlit attic of Wick's house.

"It's really a treasure."

John stood at the window, his expression indifferent.

Dumbledore was really interested in Harry and almost arranged his life from childhood to adulthood.

Such a life, I don’t know whether it is enviable or pitiful.

"A self-righteous guy, do you think you can arrange everything in detail?"

Looking at the direction Mundungus left, John had a sneer on his lips.

"Mundungus, I treat you well."

Normally, I just turn a blind eye to Mundungus' behavior.

At that time, I felt that I needed to reassure Dumbledore.

But now, I don’t want anyone to put a nail in Johnny Silverhand.

During this period of time, he had already asked people to take over many of Mundungus's tasks, step by step.

Mundungus thought he was being respected, so he simply acted as a hand-off shopkeeper and came out to do things for Dumbledore when he had time.

As everyone knows, it is a cool breeze one meter away from the edge of the cliff. The next step is to be kicked out of Johnny Silverhand.

"I treat you well, but it's a pity that you don't know how to be grateful."

John didn't understand. If Dumbledore was really good to Mundungus, he wouldn't have been living in poverty until he met John.

With Dumbledore's power and prestige, it would be easy to give Mundungus a decent job. Or is it that Mundungus doesn't like working?

It was he who gave Mundungus all this, a comfortable house, countless galleons, and the power to show off his power.

Can’t get Mundungus’s allegiance with so much?

People are really mean. He happily accepts the good things done to him. A word from Dumbledore is enough to turn him back.

"If you don't want it, don't ask for it."

John saw an owl flying towards the Dursleys' house, and it looked interesting.

Harry used magic outside school, and John wanted to see how Dumbledore would protect him.

With a thought, John's figure gradually disappeared.

He used the Disillusionment Charm, but he wanted to see the bustle of the Dursleys.

…

The Dursleys.

The couple were shocked when they saw their sick son.

Vernon's good temper could no longer be maintained and he growled loudly at Harry.

"What did you do to my son?" Vernon thought, even though he had given in, he still let Harry hurt Dudley.

"Did nothing." Harry looked at Uncle Vernon who had taken off his disguise.

Two people had a dispute, but at this moment, an owl flew in.

Throwing the large parchment envelope at Harry's feet, he turned around and left gracefully.

Harry tore open the envelope and froze when he saw the letter inside.

"Dear Mr. Potter:

We received information that you cast the Patronus Charm in front of a Muggle in a Muggle neighborhood at 9:23 this evening.

This behavior is a serious violation of the Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards Act, and therefore you have been expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Ministry of Magic will soon send representatives to your residence to destroy your wand.

​…”

Chapter 262 Penny’s yelling letter and expulsion

Harry's expression was dull, his brain was cold and blank.

His consciousness was pierced by a paralyzing dart, and he was expelled from Hogwarts.

Everything is over, he can never go back.

Vernon was still yelling, but Harry didn't want to pay any attention to it.

His mind gradually awakened, and he remembered that the Ministry of Magic wanted to destroy his wand.

He must escape without further delay.

He doesn’t want his wand to be destroyed, so where can he go?

He was also warned when he was in the third grade.

Why was it okay that time?

Oh, right.

That’s because Fudge was there and Fudge protected him.

Harry wanted to run away, but Vernon was still calling him to explain.

"Get out of the way!" Harry didn't care so much.

"You must stay here and tell me honestly how my son could..."

"If you don't get out of the way, I'll cast a poison spell on you." Harry said, raising his wand.

Seeing this scene, John fell into deep thought, and Harry was driven to panic.

He was sitting on the sofa, and no one noticed him at all.

Harry was still confronting Vernon, threatening to cast a spell.

There was a loud bang, startling everyone.

It wasn't Harry, it was an owl that hit the glass.

The owl stretched out a leg tenaciously, with a small roll of parchment on it.

Harry untied it, as if holding his last hope, and opened it to read.

John leaned over and took a look. It was from Arthur Weasley.

Said that Dumbledore had rushed to the Ministry of Magic to investigate the entire incident, and asked Harry not to leave the Dursleys' house, not to use magic and to hand over his wand.

"Dumbledore, you really regard the Ministry of Magic as your own."

John sneered inwardly, saying he didn't want power, but he was using it everywhere.

There is even a posture of overriding the Ministry of Magic.

Harry seemed to have received a calming needle to stabilize his mind. He didn't want to leave.

But Vernon was completely furious.

Harry felt much calmer and told them the reason.

When he mentioned the dementors, Aunt Petunia turned pale and said that the dementors were the guards guarding Azkaban Prison.

Everyone looked at her, Vernon listened to Petunia's explanation.

After a while, another owl flew over.

This time it was the owl from the Ministry of Magic, and they brought good news. They would not break Harry's wand for the time being, nor would they expel him from school, but the trial would still go through.