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Text 548 Dudley Encounters a Dementor

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    "What are you crazy about?!"

    Just as Harry was clenching his wand and looking out the window vigilantly, a strong force came from his side, and he was thrown aside. Harry staggered a few steps and sat down on the ground.

    "What are you crazy about?!"

    Uncle Vernon repeated again, a pair of small eyes stared at Harry and the wand in his hand in horror and anger as if seeing something terrible.

    Harry ignored him, got up from the ground, and then wanted to continue to go to the window, wanting to know what happened outside.

    Because he was very familiar with that voice¡ªit was the sound of someone Apparating, and he had heard it dozens or hundreds of times when Fisher and Voldemort were fighting, so he would definitely not admit it!

    However, the position of the window was occupied by the huge figure of Uncle Vernon. At this time, he was making an ugly, lunatic smile, and greeted the neighbors who also poked their heads out because of the sound.  .

    "What a charming night!" Uncle Vernon waved to Mrs. No. 7 who lived opposite and was staring out from behind the mesh curtains, and said loudly, "Did you hear the sound of the car backfiring just now? Take me and Petunia  I was taken aback!"

    Immediately afterwards, he turned his head sideways, glared at Harry who was about to get closer, and growled through his teeth: "Put it away! Hurry up! Don't let others see it!"

    Harry hesitated for a moment, put his wand back in his pocket, and stretched his neck out of the window.

    "Let me see! That's the sound of someone Apparating!"

    Upon hearing Harry's words, Aunt Petunia, who was already very nervous, immediately screamed in panic.

    And Uncle Vernon's fat face quickly turned purple, he pushed Harry away again, and quickly closed the window.

    "There's nothing out there! You little lunatic! That's the sound of a car backfiring, it's not a phantom phantasy"

    "Apparition is one of the ways many wizards use to move quickly."

    Harry kindly explained, but in exchange for Aunt Petunia's more piercing screams and Uncle Vernon's roar: "Don't say those words! I'm not interested in the tricks of you freaks!"

    His refusal to accept reality reminded Harry of Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic.

    "I'm going out for a walk."

    Harry lost interest in explaining to the two of them, said in a low voice, then turned his head and walked out the door.

    However, Uncle Vernon forcibly stopped in front of him.

    "What are you trying to do?!" He glared at Harry sternly, and glanced at Harry's wand pocket from time to time.

    Of course Harry understood what Vernon was worried about. Neither he nor Aunt Paige wanted to have anything to do with wizards, nor did they want the neighbors to think of their family as weird.

    "Don't worry, I'm just going out for a stroll." Although he was very anxious, Harry tried his best to put on a casual look, "You should know that we can't use magic in front of you at will."

    "Don't say that word!" Uncle Vernon snapped loudly, and then watched Harry walk past him slowly in horror and anger.

    If possible, he really wanted to lock Harry up and forbid him to go out, but he was worried that the boy with cat ears would come to his door, and he also heard that Harry had a murderer godfather who was released from prison two years ago.  escaped.

    So no matter how reluctant Vernon was, he still didn't dare to go forward to stop Harry, and could only watch helplessly as he opened the door and walked out.

    Once Harry was out the door, he picked up the speed of his feet. He ran across the front lawn, stepped over the low garden wall, and strode out into the street, looking around.

    His right hand was always in the pocket of his jeans, tightly holding the wand in the pocket, in case a Death Eater jumped out at any time.

    However, after Harry walked around the neighborhood for a long time and passed through several streets, he didn't find anything unusual, which made him start to waver.

    Maybe it wasn't a magical sound at all, maybe he was too eager to get the contact signal of the clues from his world, and ended up making a fuss with some ordinary voices.

    Can he be sure that it wasn't the sound of something breaking in the neighbor's house?  Or, as Uncle Vernon said, just the sound of a car backfiring.

    A downcast, lost feeling came over Harry, and then the same hopelessness that had been tormenting him all summer overwhelmed him again unexpectedly.

    &The pleasant night suddenly turned bitterly cold.  They were surrounded in impenetrable, deep, soundless darkness, as if a giant hand had covered the whole alley with a thick icy curtain, so that they could see nothing.

    A terrible name jumped out of Harry's mind -

    Dementors!

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