While Alvin was happily experimenting with the various functions of the Mage Tower, Harry wandered aimlessly on the road irritably.
Since the holiday, Harry has always felt that he is completely out of the wizarding world.
Sirius hurried away a few days after the semester ended, leaving no useful information.
And the letters he sent to Alvin and Ron also went to pieces without getting any reply.
Perhaps now the only connection between him and the wizarding world is the Daily Prophet, but the report above made him furious.
Not only was there no useful news at all, but he and Dumbledore were slandered, and Harry was so angry that he scared away all the owls who delivered the letter.
Who is the Headmaster's sweetie!?
"Freak, what are you doing?"
A nasty voice sounded in his ear, and without turning his head, Harry simply replied.
"Don't mess with me if you don't want another pig's tail growing on your ass or dragging your tongue to the ground, Diddykins."
Diddykins was Petunia's nickname for Dudley, and he hated the slutty name, especially when it came out of Harry's mouth.
Pushing Harry against the wall, Dudley said viciously, "Don't think I don't know you can't use your ridiculous tricks outside of school!"
Harry pulled his wand out without showing any weakness and put it against Dudley's throat.
"Don't point that thing at me!"
After Dudley finished speaking, he suddenly shivered.
In the dark night, the temperature dropped suddenly, and Harry thought he had cast magic unconsciously.
"What did you do?" Dudley said horrifiedly. Feeling all his strength drained, his mind was full of images of Vernon beating him up after knowing his final grades.
At this time, Harry also noticed that something was wrong. He pushed the Dudley away with great effort and looked around vigilantly.
On the road in the dead of night, all the street lights went out suddenly, and a thin layer of ice was quietly condensed.
The two Dementors approached here silently, and Harry kept sucking in the cold air, suppressing the despair.
"Expecto Patronum!"
A burst of silver-white smoke emerged from the wand's tip, and the dementors slowed down but seeing that the smoke did not condense into a corporeal, they were much more courageous.
"Expecto Patronum!"
Trying to run Occlumency, Harry is trying to remember happy things again.
Finally, a huge stag patronus condensed and formed, and two antlers knocked the Dementor's chest.
The Dementors were knocked back. The two Dementors were driven away by three strikes, and Harry was relieved.
He picked up the limp Dudley and walked towards the house. Harry didn't know why the Dementors were there.
But he knew he was in big trouble, that he had broken the laws of the Ministry of Magic.
He must hurry home and let Hedwig deliver a letter to Dumbledore and Alvin. Only these two can help him.
And when they got home, there was a loud cry, and the Dursleys rushed up and grabbed Dudley.
But since Alvin came last term, their attitude towards Harry has significantly improved. At least they have the patience to listen to him finish the story.
"Get out! Boy! I've had enough of you. You've caused all the trouble!"
Knowing that Dudley was like this because of the Dementors, Vernon, unable to suppress his anger, pointed out the door and told Harry to leave his house.
He's had enough of these weird things!
And Harry walked upstairs to pack his things without saying a word.
"No!"
Petunia suddenly stopped Harry loudly. "You can't go. Now, go back to your room. Don't come out without my permission!"
"Petunia?" Vernon looked over in disbelief. Why did she let Harry stay?
But seeing Petunia's resolute look, he still did not continue.
Harry was a little weird too. Didn't Aunt Petunia hate him the most?
"I just met two Dementors, used the Patronus Charm, and the Ministry of Magic has sent a letter to destroy my wand."
Hastily wrote two identical notes, Harry tied them to Hedwig and patted her little head lightly.
"Go ahead and give it to Alvin and Dumbledore."
Watching Hedwig leave, Harry lay on the bed weakly.
The Ministry of Magic sentenced him very quickly this time. Just after he entered the room, the letter from the Ministry of Magic was quietly placed on the table.
It said bluntly that a wizard would come to destroy his wand tomorrow, and they didn't even give him a chance to defend himself.
Holding the wand in his hand, Harry hesitated to run away. He didn't want to lose his wand and didn't want to leave the wizarding world to be a Muggle.
Just when he was indecisive, another new letter was sent.
"We wrote to you about 20 minutes ago, and now the Ministry of Magic has canceled this sentence and will make a final decision after the hearing on August 12."
Holding the letter, Harry was also relieved. At least his wand was temporarily saved, but he didn't know if it was Alvin or Dumbledore.
Suddenly, he heard his door being pushed open suddenly.
"Professor Lupin!"
Harry exclaimed in surprise. God knows how happy he was. This was the first acquaintance he had seen during the summer.
"Harry," stepped forward and hugged him. Lupin also smiled. "We are here to take you away. Dumbledore has just gone to see Fudge. I think you should receive a letter."
"If you have something to say, go back and talk!"
The sound interrupted their conversation, and an old man with a look that could make a child cry came in. One of his eyes was replaced by a magic eye, and he looked at Harry.
Harry was also taken aback by the old man. He had never seen anyone with so many scars.
Lupin also introduced him at the right time. "This is Moody, an Auror who has captured half of Azkaban's Death Eaters."
Harry was in awe. His dream was to become an Auror after graduation.
"I still don't catch enough!" Moody responded angrily. "If I catch some more, You-Know-Who might be easier to deal with."
"Okay, let's go quickly. Dumbledore said taking him away as soon as possible."