war and peace

He couldn't be captured like this...he had to get his wand back first.Thought after thought raced rapidly through Harry's mind as he considered which approach had the best chance of success.It would be best if someone made some movement to divert the Death Eater's attention first, so he could take the opportunity to make a move.Dobby's fingers moved again, making a slight snap, and Harry felt his throat loosen.But no one noticed the sound except him, and the Death Eaters were all looking up at the hapless Muggles.

Nott threw him to the ground, and a pair of leather boots passed in front of him that Harry recognized as the same pair he had seen outside the hedge during the day. "Okay, you two," he said impatiently, "the time is up, hurry up, the Ministry of Magic will receive news from here soon, and my one-way disconnection won't last long."

Crabbe and Goyle were clearly disappointed.But they didn't seem to dare to disobey Nott's order, and the Dursleys and the Masons were thrown down on the big rosebush that was blooming in the garden.This time, except for the Dursleys who had fainted, the remaining three were also fainted by the lush thorns.

The boots moved towards Harry again.Harry bit his lip and squeezed Dobby's finger tightly, hoping it would understand him.Maybe Merlin really cared for him, there was a sudden explosion in the air, and the Death Eaters looked up in surprise.Harry didn't know who made the noise, but he knew it was a good opportunity.He flung himself free from the rope, flung himself at Nott, snatched his own wand from his hands, and rolled to the other side, still yelling desperately, "Petrification!"

But none of the Death Eaters cared about him.Nott was stalked by a menacing figure with blue eyes, and they frantically cast jinxes at each other; McNeill tried to catch him, but another figure in gray stood in the way of him and Harry. In the middle of the day, the lights of the curse followed one after another.Crabbe and Goyle floated into the air, kicking helplessly in what looked like Dobby's work.

"Armor for protection!" Harry yelled as a spell flew sideways at him.Then he was helped up, "Harry, how are you?" There was obvious anxiety in his tone.

Harry looked up and saw his godfather's face. "It's okay." He wiped his face indiscriminately, and his palms were immediately covered with blood, "Go and help them..."

Sirius was obviously more concerned about the safety of his godson. "No, I have to protect you," he said firmly, pulling Harry behind him.Harry tried to aim at Travers, who was closest to him from behind him - who was putting Crabbe and Goyle down - but he immediately saw more white light coming towards him.

The Death Eaters apparently noticed this too. "Their reinforcements are coming!" Nott yelled, "Go, go!" He turned his head and saw two tall Death Eaters still floating in the air, and shouted, "Lucius Malfoy! Dobby was taken aback, and the magic was interrupted.He took one last look at Harry, and a look of resignation flashed in his eyes.

Five streaks of black smoke rose from the ground.

The Death Eaters escaped.Harry's stun spell hit the gap left by Travers, passed through most of the garden, and hit the metal railing, sending out a lot of sparks.He stared straight at the sky until Sirius took him in his arms and patted him on the back over and over again: "Harry, it's all right..." The man in gray turned around, and it was Lupine.He and Moody watched them together, worried expressions on their faces.

A new white light fell to the ground, and Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape emerged from it.Dumbledore looked around at the messy scene in the garden, and finally fell on Harry's face.His blue eyes widened, "Oh..." Professor McGonagall's face inevitably showed concern when he saw Harry, "How are you, Potter?" Snape didn't speak, but he kept stared at Harry.

"It's okay, it's just a little flesh wound." Harry wanted to smile at them, but pulled the wound at the corner of his mouth, and took a sharp breath.

"He needs a good rest," said Dumbledore decisively. "Sirius, take Harry up and pack his bags. We must take him to a safer place at once." He turned to the others, " Alastor, Remus, move these poor people into the house," he frowned and looked at the wounds on their bodies, "Severus, you also help. Restore this place to its original state, and don't forget the Oblivion Charm ..." He looked up as he spoke, as if he was waiting for something.

As if to confirm his idea, there was a snap, and another person Apparated in the garden.She was obviously taken aback by the crowd of people standing there waiting for him, including Dumbledore: "Hi, good evening..." She greeted hesitantly, "What are you all... doing here?"

"I guess I'm the one asking you that." Dumbledore asked sharply, "Ms. Ministry of Magic, what's your business?"

"Oh, I'm Mafalda Hopkirk, Assistant to the Department of Misuse of Magic in the Ministry of Magic." She was obviously quite intimidated by Dumbledore. "We have a report that at nine twenty tonight, Bo Mr. Te used two Stunning Charms in his quarters," she unfolded a parchment from her robes, "at 22:23, two silent spells, two hovering spells, two cruciate spells , an impediment spell, an iron armor spell; 26:27, three binding spells, and an unbinding spell; [-]:[-], a cutting spell; [-]:[-], a petrification spell, and then there are large-scale spells use, including many dark magic spells..."

Her voice became quieter as she noticed that everyone was glaring at her with anger. "The matter is too serious, so you came... what else?" Dumbledore asked in a deep voice.

"Well... you know, underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school... In addition, according to Section 13 of the International Federation of Wizards' Secrecy Act, any magical activity that may attract the attention of non-magical members (Muggles) is a Serious violations..." Hopkirk finished stammering.

"Do you think that the Muggles over there are all the result of Harry's Iron Armor Curse or the Petrification Curse? And he injured himself?" Sirius sneered before Dumbledore, with a cold tone, "Or , Harry cast the Unforgivable Curse on himself? Or do you think that Harry alone can cast many different spells at the same time?"

Moody, Snape, and Lupine were levitating the Dursleys and the Masons, and were about to enter the house when a sudden change stopped them.Moody snorted coldly, and turned Uncle Vernon over. "Look at this," he roared hoarsely, "can't you see a wound made by black magic? Can a first-year student make a wound?" Such a thing? And he's still Harry Potter!"

The little gray-haired witch was visibly shocked.She saw the long bloody mouth, and then saw Harry Potter, whom she accused just now, covered in blood, and completely froze in place. "I don't know..." she muttered, "I can't see..."

Moody was on the verge of bursting into flames.Dumbledore raised his hand and motioned for him to say, "Ms. Hopkirk, please allow me to correct a few of your mistakes. First of all, of course Harry can't cast so many spells at the same time;" His eyes fell on Ha There was a tinge of anger in his tone on his blood-stained face, "Secondly, even minor wizards are allowed to use self-help spells when their lives are threatened;" he especially clenched the "personal safety" A few words, "Third, someone else violated the International Statute of Secrecy."

Hopkirk's face paled. "Who... wants Potter's life?" Her face turned even paler as soon as the words came out, and the answer to this question was obvious.Who would want the life of a savior?

"Harry Potter was besieged by five Death Eaters just now..." Moody said gruffly, "and you told us as soon as you came that he was going to be killed because he had a lucky escape from under their wands." You trial? Huh? Shall we be thankful you haven't brought a formal subpoena yet?"

Hopkirk had no idea what to say.

"Go back and tell Fudge not to touch my godson a finger!" cried Sirius angrily.He put his arms around Harry's shoulders and said softly, "Come on, Harry... go up and pack your things, come home with me..."

A complex look flashed across Dumbledore's face.He said to the little witch: "Fudge never believed Voldemort was back (Hopkirk shuddered at the name)... We have at least three wizard witnesses if he wants to convict Harry. "

Half an hour later, the small living room of the Dursleys' house was full of people.The sofa was put together, and the Dursleys and the Masons were placed on it. They were still in a coma, and their wounds had been healed by Snape.By the fireplace stood a group of Aurors who had just arrived from the Ministry of Magic—they had just connected it to the Floo network—and at the head stood Fudge, the Minister of Magic, with a terrified face and eyes dribbling on the opposite side. Members of the Order of the Phoenix turned around.They were forming a small circle, discussing something in low voices.

This was the undercurrent that Harry saw as he came down after Dumbledore.Sirius was carrying his suitcase, and he wouldn't let Harry touch anything at all.They were upstairs just now, and Dumbledore made Harry's textbooks, clothes, etc. automatically cleaned up and laid neatly in the box with a spell, and Dobby was also persuaded by him to go back.Sirius cleaned his wounds while Harry recounted what had happened.

As soon as they appeared, the living room fell silent.All eyes were on Harry.Fudge became even more nervous, rubbing his hands together, not knowing what to say.Harry saw a bit of lace peeking out of his neckline, obviously woken from the bed.

"Harry explained the whole thing clearly. Tonight he was attacked by five Death Eaters in a premeditated manner. If he hadn't been agile, he would have been taken away or died long ago." Dumbledore said coldly explain.

The Aurors exchanged shocked glances. "But...but," Fudge's face was ashen, "how can you be sure that it's a Death Eater? Maybe someone pretended to be...?"

"I told you, Connelly," said Dumbledore sternly, "that Voldemort is back (a gasp)... How many more times do you have to say it before you believe me?"

"Even if the Death Eaters really did it this time," argued Fudge, flushing, "that doesn't mean the man who can't mention the name is back!"

Dumbledore gave him a long look. "You still refuse to face reality..."

"The reality is that the mysterious man is dead!" Fudge almost shouted.

"If you think so, then we can only see you in court." Dumbledore didn't seem to want to talk to Fudge anymore, "Then this is left to you, the Muggles attacked by the Death Eaters and the things they destroyed objects. So," he moved his gaze between McGonagall and Snape, as if considering which of them to do something about, "we need to send Harry back to Hogwarts..."

Harry felt Sirius squeeze his hand tightly, seemingly unwillingly.His godfather had always wanted to take him back to Grimmauld Place, but now the reason Dumbledore wouldn't let him go was because it was the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and he didn't want him to know about it?

Before he could make up his mind, there was a slight crackling sound in the air.Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic watched in amazement as a black-robed wizard appeared, and a snowy owl in his hand fluttered to Harry's shoulder.

"Hedwig!" Harry had been terribly worried since discovering his pet was missing, and seeing it reappear intact, relieved Harry of all night's tension. "Professor Roald?"

"I can help you, Headmaster," said the visitor, apparently hearing Dumbledore's last words.He received Harry's puzzled look, "Actually, you have a very good pet, Harry. It obviously found something wrong when it was hunting outside, and it will report right away. You may not know, except Silent Curse and Invisibility Curse, I also added a Flying Curse to it."

No wonder Hedwig delivered so fast, Harry thought.

"You came back from Ireland? So, Tom?" asked Dumbledore.

"Yes." Roald nodded. "I've sent him back to Hogwarts." He turned to Harry. "We're worried about you."

"That's great, please, Carl." Dumbledore said finally, looking at Harry's snowy owl.

"I'll go too," said Sirius eagerly, "I want to see Harry arrive at his destination safely."