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    Vision, hearing, and temperature all recovered, and the lifeless, gloomy and hopeless world suddenly came alive.

    Harry stood motionless, all the senses in his body throbbing to adapt to the sudden change.  It took him a while to realize that his T-shirt was stuck to him and he was drenched in sweat.

    He couldn't believe what just happened.  Dementors appear here, in Little Whinging.

    "Meow~"

    With Mr. Paw's meow, the group of cats and dogs who came to help dispersed in an instant, leaving only Xueer, Maomao and Mr. Paw himself. The three cats squatted side by side, crooked.  He looked at Harry who was still in a daze.

    "thank you all."

    Harry was called back to God by Mr. Paw's cry, bowed to them sincerely, and thanked them, then looked around, looking for the figure of Kick.

    It's just that there was nothing nearby except Dudley, who was still curled up on the ground, sobbing and shaking.

    Turning back to look at Mr. Paw, Xueer and Mao Mao, the three cats were squatting on the ground at this time, licking their paws leisurely, not at all as if something happened to their companions.

    It seems that kicking wasn't here in the first place.

    Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but let out a long breath of relief.

    If these small animals were harmed or even accidental because of him, he would feel very guilty, and he would not be able to explain to Fish who asked them to help.

    Fortunately, although dementors are terrifying to humans, they don't seem to be threatening to animals.

    Should I also learn an Animagus?

    Harry, who was out of danger, muttered to himself, although the Patronus Charm can repel or even kill the dementors, but it requires too much on-the-spot state of the wizard, if not for the help of Fisch's friends today, he might not be able to do so.  Already kissed by a dementor

    Animagus is safer, and his father and godfather are both Animagus. If he doesn't learn it, it seems a bit unreasonable.

    Just when Harry was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard heavy running footsteps behind him.  Immediately and instinctively he raised his wand, and turned sharply to face the newcomer.

    Mrs. Figg, their eccentric old neighbor, appeared in front of Harry, panting.  Beside her was Kick, the cat Harry hadn't been able to find before.

    "Meow~"

    Mr. Paw called again, and ran to Mrs. Figg with the other two cats.

    They first touched the tip of their noses with Kick, and then they circled around Mrs. Figg's feet, rubbing her calf lightly.

    Harry froze for a moment before remembering to stuff his wand back into his pocket.

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    "Don't hide, silly boy!" screamed Mrs. Figg. "What if there's any one of them around? Oh, I'll kill Mundungus Fletcher!"

    Due to the violent running, she looked a little embarrassed, her gray and white hair was scattered from the hairnet, a net bag jingling was hanging on her wrist, and her feet were about to slip out of the thick plaid slippers  up.

    However, Harry didn't have the time to pay attention to this. His eyes widened and he asked in confusion, "What?"

    "He's gone!" said Mrs. Figg, wringing her hands. "To see a man about a batch of cauldrons that fell off his broomstick! I told him that if he dared to go, I would live."  Skin him, and look now! Dementor!"

    She quickly uttered a series of nouns that can only be heard in the wizarding world, which made Harry froze for a moment.

    And Mrs. Figg went on babbling on: "It's a good thing I asked Kick to tip me off! Oops, we don't have time to stand around here! Harry, we've got to get you back quickly! Oh, it will  What trouble! I must kill him!"

    Mrs. Figg screamed and cursed again, and Harry knew she was cursing the Mundungus.

    "Youyou are a wizard?!"

    Harry felt his head was a little confused, and the shock Mrs. Figg gave him was no less than the two dementors he had just met in the alley.

    "I'm a Squib, and Mundungus knows everything, so how can I possibly help you get rid of the Dementors? He's gone, leaving you without cover, and I warned him"

    Obviously, Mrs. Figg had a great opinion of that Mundungus, and sheExplaining to Harry, while continuing to complain.

    At this time, her performance completely subverted the previous weird image, and she spoke quickly and urgently. It took Harry a lot of effort to digest the information in her words.

    Mrs. Figg is a Squib. She and a wizard named Mundungus Fletcher have been secretly protecting her safety, but today the wizard named Mundungus left for something, as if to carry out  Deals with the Crucible

    As a result, Harry was attacked by a dementor while he was away.

    "It's all thanks to Fish!" Mrs. Figg was full of praise for a certain kitten. "If he hadn't subdued the animals nearby, I wouldn't be able to save you by myself. I don't have much ability.  The tea bag will not be deformed."

    "It's just that I didn't expect that using animals to deal with dementors would be so effective. You must tell Dumbledore about this, so that even if the dementors take refuge in the mysterious man, the threat will be greatly reduced." She said while talking  to Dudley's side.

    Mrs. Figg bent down, grabbed one of Dudley's fat arms with wrinkled hands and pulled hard.

    "Stand up, you useless big fool. Get up!"

    But Dudley didn't know whether he couldn't move or didn't want to move at all, and he was still lying on the ground, shaking, his face was ashen, and his mouth was tightly shut.

    "Let me do it." Harry stepped forward, and together with Mrs. Figg, pulled Dudley up from the ground.

    Dudley seemed about to pass out at any moment, his small eyes rolling around in their sockets, beads of sweat beading his face.  As soon as Harry let go, he wobbled as if he was about to fall.

    "Go!" said Mrs. Figg impatiently.

    Harry grabbed one of Dudley's monstrously thick arms, draped it over his shoulders, and dragged him forward.  Dudley's weight weighed him down until he couldn't stand upright.  Mrs. Figg staggered ahead of them, watching the corner warily.

    On their way back, Harry saw Mundungus, a squat wizard dressed sloppily and reeking of alcohol and tobacco.

    When he apparated in front of Harry, Mrs. Figg immediately rushed forward with the net bag in her hand, scolded Mundungus shrilly, and threw the net bag across the face at Harry.

    After beating and scolding, Mundungus, who was wronged, used Apparition again to leave, and ran to report to Dumbledore what happened here.

    "I really hope Dumbledore took his life!" Mrs. Figg stared at the place where Mundungus disappeared, and said angrily, "Okay, let's go, Harry, what are you waiting for?"

    Under the protection of Mrs. Figg and the four cats, Harry helped Dudley to the door of the Dursleys' house panting.

    "Okay, go in, don't come out." Mrs. Figg, who told Harry a lot of things along the way, said, "I think someone will contact you soon."

    Harry also wanted to ask some more questions about the wizarding world.

    However, he was only halfway through his words when Mrs. Figg trotted away after saying good night

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