Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

The fat man knelt on the ground.

It was Vernon Dursley.

There was more fat on his face than before, and he looked even more brutal. His eyes were bloodshot and his flesh was twitching for no reason, as if he was in great pain.

At this moment, the black crow, the only connection between their family and the magical world, had its head twisted off and thrown to the ground.

Dudley was leaning against the wall, blood gushing from his forehead, his face was pale, his legs were broken, and only his slightly open eyes showed that he was not dead yet.

Penny collapsed in the swimming pool at home, covered with wounds, and it was unknown whether she was still breathing.

In the bathroom, there was the sound of running water, as if someone was taking a bath.

A bedraggled wizard was rummaging around the house, changing into the suit Dudley had worn for the school party and putting on his boots.

He straightened his collar, walked over, and squatted in front of Vernon.

"Look--" He raised his wand and poked Vernon's cheek. The tip of his wand was like a knife, and every stab seemed to be peeling skin and cutting flesh.

He looked at the angry Vernon with a smile: "Look at it, fashionable clothes, warm afternoon sunshine, and a huge villa on the hill.

I really don't understand why a Muggle like you, a fat pig like you, can have all this."

The more he spoke, the more dissatisfied he became. The next moment, he waved his wand violently.

"Crucio..."

Intense pain once again swept through Vernon's body. This was not the first time he had suffered from this curse.

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

"Because the Dark Lord has returned!"

From the bathroom, a wizard emerged, steaming hot, moving slowly and easily, trimming the dirty beard he had grown in prison.

The two of them were like criminals with morbid desires, and they always took their time to abuse their victims when committing crimes.

It's like enjoying the process.

"Please," Vernon gritted his teeth again and spoke tremblingly.

"As long as...as long as you let us go, everything will be fine."

The next moment, the wand that was like a sharp knife stabbed Vernon's cheek again, piercing through it and poking into his mouth.

"Where's your tone before?" the wizard said angrily, "Didn't you say something like 'Damn wizard' before?

Freak? Pervert? Are those the words you just said? Weren't you arrogant when you pointed that damn gun at us?"

"It's all..." Vernon's eyes were bloodshot. "It's all my fault, sir. I'm sorry."

His voice choked up and he lowered his head.

"Dad." Dudley's voice came from behind Vernon.

"Don't be like this, Dad." Dudley tried his best to make a sound, but it was extremely low.

Dudley wasn't a kid anymore.

He knew that his father was not perfect, he was mean, irritable and bad-tempered.

But, for myself.

Vernon is still a good dad.

"No!" Dudley said again, and he used all his strength to open his eyes slightly and saw.

He saw Vernon kneeling before the wizard.

In front of the wizard freak whom he once hated so much.

Then, he bent his waist.

He pressed his forehead to the ground, to the wizard's boot.

"Respected, respected wizard," said Vernon.

"I hope you can give my children and my wife a——"

"Eh!"

The wizard who had just come out of the bathroom had already put on new clothes and spoke, interrupting Vernon directly.

"It's time to go." He didn't even look at Vernon, but said to the wizard in front of Vernon: "Deal with them and go."

deal with.

A word that instantly made Vernon feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

He raised his head tremblingly, but saw only a face full of mockery.

The sun was blocked by the wizard's head, but it cast enough light to illuminate the world.

But unfortunately, their family was blocked by the shadow.

For a moment, deep despair rose in Vernon's heart.

"Enough time for fun." The wizard began to wave his wand, and dots of green light appeared from the tip of the wand.

Vernon's pupils began to tremble and his whole body spasmed again.

He never thought that this day would come.

He wanted to get up, he wanted to swoop down, hug the wizard, and then blow his head off with his gun so that Petunia and Dudley could be safe.

But his body was not under his control at all.

"Avada Ked——"

The next moment, bang——

The wizard's head exploded and disappeared.

Without this annoying head.

The sun's radiance has fallen -

Vernon looked up in a daze, and he saw the flying figure in the sunlight. He stood high in the sky, his black hair and robe fluttering, and he was staring quietly below with his eyebrows lowered.

"Potter!!" the remaining wizard exclaimed.

"You should feel scared when you see me." Harry turned his gaze coldly to the only remaining Death Eater.

"Fear? Are you saying that I should feel fear towards you, a child of fourteen or fifteen years old?" The wizard showed disbelief on his face.

Harry looked at his partner's body falling, and then at his fearless expression.

"Has the Dementors sucked your brain out?" he whispered.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and without saying anything more, he appeared on the ground, behind the Death Eater.

At the same time, the fingers flickered and moved slightly.

"Tongtong Petrochemical——"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The Death Eater was already pinned down.

Without saying anything, he walked past the immobilized Death Eater and walked towards the swimming pool, his footsteps landing on the water as if he were on flat ground.

Until he reached Penny's side.

Squatting down, Penny now looked thinner than before. Due to lack of blood, the bones on her cheeks were protruding, making her look like a skeleton.

He raised his wand and dragged Petunia out of the pool and onto the ground.

"How is she?" Vernon's eyes kept moving between Harry and Petunia, calling out pleadingly: "Hahahaha."

"Many of the injuries were caused by the Dark Arts. Healing spells are useless, and difficile can only alleviate the injuries, not save lives." Harry whispered.

"Please," Vernon continued.

Harry said nothing. In his eyes, Petunia was only breathing in but not out.

"I've given you advice, Vernon," Harry said, "but every time you refused it was out of emotion, not thought."

He had said once that the Dursleys were no longer his business.

But now, I can't help but sigh,

After thinking for a moment, he turned his wrist and a black, constantly shaking sphere appeared in his hand.

This is a tumor of flesh and blood.

The snake staff appeared in his hand, he cut the flesh and blood matrix into pieces, and then placed it on Penny's wound.

They began to flow, naturally filling in the missing wounds on Penny's body, forming pieces of black flesh.

Combined with continuous healing spells, after a few minutes, Penny's injuries were finally stabilized.

Penny opened her eyes as well.

"These black flesh are only the flesh that temporarily sustains her life. After her own flesh grows, these black flesh will gradually be squeezed out of her body and form useless tumors.

When the original flesh and blood has grown to the right size, you can go to the hospital and remove the tumors yourself."

After that, he stood up, walked to Dudley without saying a word, and couldn't help sighing.

"You're really miserable, aren't you?" He forced a smile.

"I knew it." Dudley also smiled bitterly: "Thank you for coming."

"You're welcome." Harry shook his head: "I'm still late."

Just as he thought, the reason why the Dursleys were targeted was because Petunia had the same blood as her mother.

Voldemort needs this blood to resurrect.

These two wizards who tortured the Dursleys here were definitely not the main culprits.

The real culprits, those Death Eaters loyal to Voldemort, had already escaped as soon as they got the blood.

He was already very fast, but he was still late.

After treating Dudley, he turned to look at Vernon.

Unlike before, this time, Vernon lowered his head, avoiding Harry's gaze.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"I don't need your apology or thanks." Harry shook his head: "Leave here and move to another city.

Maybe you once boasted somewhere else that you moved here, which led to you being caught by these wizards - in any case, I don't know how you were exposed.

But hiding your identity and living somewhere else is the best advice I can give you right now.”

After saying that, he turned around and came to the Death Eater.

After some questioning, he got the answer.

The one who led them in this operation was Bellatrix, who had already gone back.

Calculating the time, it is possible that Voldemort has already been resurrected.

Damn it.

After getting a definite answer, Harry raised his hand, took the life of the Death Eater, and then flew into the sky again.

"Harry—" Dudley shouted.

"what happened?"

"Brother." Dudley looked at the figure floating in the sky: "Will we meet again?" he asked.

"If everything settles down in the future and I'm not dead yet, yes."

After saying that, he turned and flew into the sky, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the clouds.