Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Chapter 257 Punishment

Dali's eyes fell on Harry's hand that was holding the man's collar. Harry's hand seemed to be burned and he immediately let go. Then the man fell limply to the ground and lost consciousness. His big beer belly collided with the ground and the man's head drooped.

"You know I've been following you." Dudley was a little curious. How did Harry find him?

Harry didn't answer, it was a secret.

“This man—”

Harry frowned, he just saw something very dirty in his mind, this fat middle-aged man seemed to have a special liking for young girls, and even did not let go of his own son, often using the excuse of accompanying him to commit another form of violation and indecency in the bath, and brainwashed the boy into saying that this was normal behavior and did not reveal any handle.

After hearing these descriptions, Dudley became furious, walked over to the Muggle and hit him on the head.

Harry looked at this kind of person coldly. He would let her have nightmares for more than a few months. At the same time, he would report him to the local government and relevant agencies and organizations to quickly save this family from suffering.

"What about the two people in the room? There shouldn't be anything wrong with their memories."

"will not."

Harry felt relieved after getting Dudley's acknowledgement.

Harry looked coldly at the fat pig lying on the ground.

"So what should we do next?" Dudley was very curious. He was curious about what choice the savior, who was always known for his kindness and bravery, would make.

Are they just going to be allowed to reunite as a family after a slight punishment?

"Uncle Vernon at least loves Daly."

Harry suddenly said this. Dudley never thought that Harry's uncle who was as stupid as a pig would receive such high praise from Harry one day.

"It is of course very easy for a wizard to erase a person's memory. He can even kill him easily."

"That's not necessary. There's no need to dirty your hands for him." Dudley was a little frightened when he heard this.

"Of course I won't, but it is very necessary for him to be tried in the secular sense of Muggles."

"What about the little boy, and his mother?"

"A mother loves her children, there is no doubt about that." Perhaps because he trusted his other half too much, Harry thought of his own mother. Without her, he would not have come into this world, and would not have survived Voldemort's killing curse safely.

"Let's go in first and weave this memory into her mind."

Harry decided to let the little boy's mother see the truth with her own eyes. Then they would go to the child protection organization and the police to have the man locked up. At the same time, they could also find some righteous reporters to expose the matter.

The two of them walked into this warm house together. It seemed that this was a perfect family in the secular sense. The little boy's mother was still sleeping on the sofa, and the little boy was awake, looking at the two boys who came in in a daze. When his eyes fell on Harry, there was some anger in them.

Then the little boy crashed into Harry's arms like a small cannonball and hit Harry hard.

"Big bad guy, big bad guy."

Harry hugged the little boy tightly and looked at Dudley accusingly, "What did you do to him?"

Dudley turned around immediately. He was discovered doing something bad. Well, although this was a drop in the bucket compared to what he had done before, it was still a bit embarrassing. After all, they had been face to face for such a long time.

Dudley came to the little boy's mother and modified some memories. Hiss——

However, after watching it again, why do I feel something is wrong?

A wizard cannot read someone's thoughts unless he is a master of telepathy face to face. As for memory, for the modifier, it is just an objective experience from a third-person perspective.

The little boy's mother's first reaction after seeing the fat pig in the past month was to think of the kitchen knife in her hand. The picture was very strange, with some shaking and concentration.

Dudley had some guesses in his mind. If they had arrived later, they would have heard about a murder in a Muggle town where a middle-aged woman killed her husband.

This is really interesting.

Dudley withdrew, and Harry had calmed the little boy down and cast a Confounding Charm on him to blur his memory of the incident.

The two used Apparition again and found Muggle police, reporters, lawyers and members of the Children's Protection Fund.

The usually remote Godric's Hollow has become lively.

When they finished these things, it was already very late. It was the first time for the two of them to cooperate so tacitly, and the impression of each other was greatly improved.

Harry is very conflicted now. Dudley, the man who once hurt him -

Now the two of them could actually live in peace and harmony, walking on the country path.

Dudley once again deepened his overall understanding of Harry. The stolen memories seemed to him like a third-party perspective. No one could deeply identify with the protagonist on TV. It was just emotional comfort at best.

But unexpectedly, Harry could be so decisive and ruthless. He was smart and tactful in some matters.

But that dark experience has always been a thorn in Harry's heart, including his mysterious abilities and unknown origins.

But, no matter~

Harry cleared his mind and saved a wounded little boy. Maybe there was some meaning in his second life.

Two people walked one after the other, the setting sun shone on the country path, next to them was a green wheat field with rolling waves. There wasn't a lot, but it was enough to feed a family.

Tired birds return to the forest, and the chirping of children comes and goes, mixed with the voices of parents calling their children, the crisp sound of bicycle bells, and the faint sound of church bells in the distance.

Dudley stepped on the shadow behind Harry, not too close nor too far, and followed Harry openly. Both of them were silent, but not awkward. Their pace was surprisingly consistent at this moment.

There was a little girl with two golden braids in her hair and a colorful windmill in her hand. She suddenly jumped out from behind, passed two people, and ran to the front, followed by a group of children.

"If you play with us, I can give you all the candy in my pocket."

"don't want--"

The two of them came to the side of the sculpture again. Lily was still looking at Harry in the cradle tenderly. Harry looked at him, and his mentality changed in an instant.

My mother was by my side.

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