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Dudley was lying on the sofa, his face blue, his eyes dull and ill.

Vernon narrowed his small eyes and glared hard at Harry.

In memory, Dudley only looked like this once:

I went to the playground on my twelfth birthday and had to play the Ferris wheel.

Go halfway, Dudley butts under the seat, the screw slides.

He was like a spinning top, spinning on a single axis for fifteen minutes before being rescued by the staff.

In mid-air, Dudley let out a scream like a pig, but when he came down, he didn't say a word, just like this.

It's like wearing a mask of pain.

Oh poor little Dudley!

Vernon turned around and shouted angrily:

"What did you do to my son?!"

"Nothing was done." Harry stood in the corner with a letter in his hand: "It has nothing to do with me!"

"It has nothing to do with you?" Vernon approached his nephew and whispered:

"You must have hurt Dudley with that deceitful trick again, didn't you!"

"What did he do to you, Dada?" Aunt Petunia asked in a trembling voice, wiping the dirt off Dudley's leather jacket with a damp sponge.

"Is...is that the thing, baby? He used...his dick?"

Dudley trembled, nodded slowly, and said in fear:

"Harry used his thin stick, aimed at me...and..."

Dudley covered his face and cried, the two twenty pounds of fat on his chest were shaking.

"The light has left me, the darkness has enveloped me, and the pain has invaded my body..."

Dudley described the pain he had just endured in detail.

"I felt something entering my body.

so cold,

rough.

Pushed me away..."

Dudley wailed, "I wanted to scream, but I couldn't, it seemed to gag my mouth and something came out of me.

Clap, the joy is gone! ! "

Harry knew that 'Happiness is gone' was a real, unreliable phrase, and that Dementors could have sucked away happiness.

But in the eyes of his uncle and aunt, it was a rhetorical device, showing Dudley's pain.

Especially his eldest cousin, who burst into tears again, with a distorted and hideous expression.

Penny also cried in distress.

In her memory, Dudley only looked like this once:

When I was thirteen years old, I punched a classmate in the next class and accidentally punched the wall, breaking my arm.

Oh poor little Dudley!

Vernon raised his fists the size of two buns.

"Boy, you eat my rice, and you dare to do such an unconscionable thing to Dudley!

Do you have any humanity! "

"I didn't, I didn't do it!" Harry said feebly.

An owl flew in, and it landed on the table with a long long leg on which was tied a small roll of parchment.

Harry rushed over, and the letter was taken off and it flew away.

With trembling hands, Harry unfolded the second letter, with a few lines written in beautiful squiggles.

Harry:

Whatever the Ministry of Magic has written to you, ignore it, let alone hand over your wand.

And don't leave your aunt and uncle's house, and don't do any more magic... don't worry, you'll be fine.

William Stark.

Did William already know about this?

Didn't he and Hermione go to Austria for the International Confederation of Wizards Congress?

Is the meeting over?

Harry was getting more and more annoyed, at Ron, and the others.

He's been stuck here for a month without any news. He is completely isolated!

Still, William says he'll be fine - what does that mean?

Is it possible to return to Hogwarts?

Harry clenched the letter.

The hope that seemed to have been extinguished by urine rekindled in my heart again.

Harry wondered if William could change the Ministry's mind...but that was William.

The girls at Hogwarts, but there has been a saying:

You can always be with Stark.

Not long ago, William single-handedly confronted Voldemort and rescued himself... This time, he will definitely be able to!

Vernon looked at Harry, the blood vessels on the purple temples, throbbing like two big lumps.

"Who sent the owl this time?" he roared fiercely.

"It's William... William Stark," Harry said calmly.

"He assured me that I would be fine."

"He promises...he's from your Ministry of Magic?!" Vernon said viciously.

"No, he's a Ravenclaw student, a year older than me."

"Student... heh, a student..." Vernon sneered, but then wondered:

"I think I've heard that name somewhere... right, Penny?"

Penny thought about it and said, "It's the news... I discussed it with you this morning."

Vernon immediately turned on the TV and tuned to the news channel.

I saw that a hostess dressed in violent BC was connecting with reporters in front to report on the disaster in Vienna.

The female reporter took the microphone and said:

"As you can see, Vienna's recovery is not bad, and the government has raised donations from all over the world.

However, France claims to donate a maximum of one franc.

According to expert analysis, the flood was caused by continuous rains in the upper reaches, causing the Danube River to overflow.

Among them, a young Englishman named William Stark bravely rescued a boatload of people when the flood came.

The Austrian government has decided to give the juvenile the Vienna Good Citizen Award.

But it is reported that Stark has returned to China, and when he left, he only left one sentence:

Seeing the disaster in Vienna, my heart is icy! "

The BBC hostess thanked and started reporting the next news:

The follow-up to the unprovoked collapse of the Jungfrau Mountains in Switzerland.

Vernon remembered that in the morning, he was still complaining:

Other countries in the world are in dire straits, but only the United Kingdom is still peaceful and peaceful.

Harry was dumbfounded. He didn't expect to see William's name on Muggle TV news.

It's too unmagical.

Wait...what was he doing, there could be a flood in Vienna? !

Uncle Vernon glared at Harry angrily and asked sharply, "Young Englishman...is that Stark your classmate?"

"Yes!" said Harry hastily, "William goes to Vienna for a summer meeting!

That year, Paris was also saved by him! News and reports! "

"No wonder Notre Dame collapsed, it turns out that people like you did it!"

Vernon said angrily, "However, occasionally a useful stone or two can appear in the dregs."

He roared again: "Look at others, look at you again... idle around all day, not doing business, and being a fool!

They are all students of the same school, how can the gap be so big! "

Harry was stunned.

He didn't expect that one day, he would be able to meet the "neighbor's child" such admonition.

Seeing that his uncle's attitude had eased, Harry quickly explained:

"It wasn't me who attacked Dudley, it was the Dementors, two!"

"What kind of weird thing is a Dementor?"

"They guard the Azkaban Wizarding Prison," Penny interjected suddenly.

As soon as the words came out, there was a few seconds of dead silence, and Penny slammed her hand over her mouth, as if she accidentally said something terrible.

Uncle Vernon stared at her in disbelief.

"how do you know?"

Aunt Petunia glanced nervously at her husband:

"Years ago...I overheard...that dark-haired boy...they both talked about Dementors when they were swinging together~lightnovelpub.net~."

"If you meant my mom and dad, why didn't you say their names?" Harry asked aloud.

Penny couldn't help but whisper, "It's not your father..."

To be honest, Penny was also very confused.

She had thought that Lily would be with that horrible dark-haired boy.

During those summer vacations, the two of them had been inseparable, studying and doing homework together... But I didn't expect that Lily would bring home James Potter after many years!

She never mentioned Snape again.

Uncle Vernon opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again, and said in a hoarse voice:

"So...they...well...really exist, those dead ghosts?"

Penny nodded.

Just then, a third owl came flying, like a cannonball, whizzing through the open window.

Harry tore off the second letter-like envelope and tore open the seal.

"What's this time?" Vernon said distractedly.

Harry said happily: "It's the Ministry of Magic, they won't fire me for the time being, and they won't confiscate my wand.

But I will still be judged. "

Harry was a little happy and a little irritable, but he didn't expect that he would have to be tried.

Vernon was disappointed too, he was disappointed the kid wasn't fired.

In this way, I can justifiably throw him in St. Bruce.

It is said that there is direct electric shock therapy to deal with disobedient students.

ding dong,

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Harry stood up abruptly.

Vernon grunted and walked over to open the door. After a while, he suddenly turned his head and grinned:

"It's for you... the Ministry of Magic is here to arrest you for trial!"

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