"As for why Harry encountered such a thing, you should know better as his aunt Penny."

Sherlock's eyes turned to Penny, and Vernon and Dudley's eyes also turned to her subconsciously.

Penny looked blank, and before she could speak, Sherlock continued.

"The person who killed your sister is back, and the whole magical world knows about it, and the dementor who just attacked him is very likely to have something to do with that person."

The pupils in Penny's eyes shrank slightly, and her white lips said names that almost all wizards would not dare to say.

"You mean... Voldemort?"

Vernon and Dudley didn't show much fear about the name either. They were both Muggles, and Voldemort's influence was limited to the wizarding world, and it didn't have any deterrent effect on them.

At this moment, Vernon took over the topic and looked at Sherlock deeply.

"What do you mean, the murderer who once killed Penny's sister's family is back, and is he planning to continue preparing to attack Harry now?"

This is their simplest and easiest to understand statement, Sherlock nodded lightly.

"Yes, that's right."

Vernon's face also turned completely cold at this time. He straightened his back, blocked Dudley and Penny, and faced Sherlock.

"Then you take that child away! We have raised him for more than ten years, and we have done what we should do! Now I don't want my family to be hurt any more!"

Dudley and Penny looked at Vernon with their mouths open, as if they had forgotten what to say.

Sherlock looked at him with calm eyes, without showing any disdain or contempt, but continued to nod.

"One of the purposes of my visit is to take him away from here. You are the father of this family, and of course you should protect your family. Besides, you really didn't like him. He is so grown up, no matter what the process is, he has done what you can."

"In addition, Dumbledore made a special trip for me to say thank you to you instead."

Just as Sherlock's voice fell, outside the window, another owl spread its wings, gliding into Dursley's house. It threw a letter on Sherlock, and then flew out again.

Sherlock didn't even touch the letter with his hands, he just glanced at the seal on the envelope and snapped his fingers, and the letter floated out of the window by itself.

Then, a flame suddenly erupted outside the house, and the letter had apparently been burned to ashes. This scene frightened the Dursley family to shiver together. M.bΙQμGètν.còM

Harry also came down the stairs with his belongings, and he stuck his head out to ask.

"Can we leave now, Professor?"

Sherlock looked at the Dursleys, who had fallen silent together, and waved to Harry.

"Thank them, Harry."

Harry didn't change, and he didn't have any resentment towards the Dursleys. He obediently stood beside Sherlock, put his luggage on the ground, and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for your care over the years. I know you don't like me, so I will try my best not to appear in front of you again."

After Harry thanked him, Sherlock turned around, and the luggage that Harry put on the ground floated gently with him.

"gone."

Harry still carried Hedwig's birdcage in his hand, and followed him cheerfully as he walked out of the Dursley's house together.

It was ten o'clock, and there were even fewer pedestrians on Privet Drive. There was almost no one except Harry and Sherlock.

"Are we going to your house now, Professor?" Harry's voice was clearly excited.

Sherlock rolled his eyes.

"Go to my house first. You should have brought your broom. I'll take mine. We have to ride the broom to a place where you can settle down."

Harry blinked.

"Can't you use Apparition or Floo powder?"

"It's my first time visiting that place, so there's no way I can use Apparition to take you there. As for Floo fans, that thing is being seen by the Ministry of Magic all the time, even if Scrimgeour becomes the Minister, the inside Officials aren't all credible either."

After explaining it to Harry, they had arrived at Sherlock's place.

Silk had just washed the dishes after dinner, and was holding the remote control to find programs she could watch according to what Sherlock had taught her earlier.

"Good evening, Professor Shilk."

Harry greeted him like a good baby, and Silk looked at him with a slight smile on his face and nodded.

Sherlock had already taken a broom he had prepared at home from behind the door, and said to Silke seriously.

"I'll take him to Dumbledore, maybe he won't come back tonight, you have to be careful at home alone, now is a special time."

Shilk looked at him and smiled.

"I will, you have to be careful outside."

Sherlock also looked at her smile, nodded with a smile, and then walked out of the house with the small light bulb Harry.

"Come on, Harry, you're better at flying than me, but you still have to pay attention in the sky, I'm going to use the Disillusionment Charm on both you and me."

Just as Sherlock reminded them, three or four owls flew in the direction they were standing in a row, dropped several letters, and then spread their wings and left.

But Sherlock went to those letters that didn't even fall to the ground, and immediately urged Harry to leave.

Harry took a quick glance at the envelopes of the letters when he was riding on his broomstick.

In addition to the address and Sherlock's name on it, it seems to be stamped with the seal of the Ministry of Magic...

Just when Harry was thinking about it, they had already flown into the sky under the leadership of Sherlock. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The sky was very cold. Fortunately, when he was on the ground, Harry was obedient and put a lot of back coats over his clothes. Except for the cold wind slapping his face, his body did not feel much coldness.

Sherlock took the lead and flew towards London with Harry. Along the way, they seemed to take a lot of detours to avoid Muggles, and it took nearly half an hour to finally reach their destination.

This is a small square in the city of London. The surrounding houses have gloomy facades and look like they are not far away. The windows of some houses are broken, and the street lights are shining dimly.

Sherlock took out the letter from the second owl he received today from his arms, turned to the back and handed it to Harry.

"Remember the address above, don't read it out, keep it in your heart."

Harry unfolded the parchment, and then in the dim streetlight, he could read the writing on it.

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