[HP] How to properly feed the savior

He stood there with Dudley on his shoulders, making him breathless.Harry glared at him like it was all his fault.

"I can't stay too long, Riddle needs my help, he was still arguing with Sirius just now..."

The door opened and Harry's aunt let out an exclamation and took Dudley from him.The latter's face was ashen, he shook, and spat on the mat in front of the door with a wow.

The Dursleys moved their son in hastily.Petunia Dursley thanked him, dragged him into the house without any explanation, and asked him if Dudley had eaten something bad or something.

"He was attacked, near Wisteria Road." His words made Petunia gasp, and he hastened to add, "Don't worry, he's fine, just a little overly frightened. We chased away the guy who attacked him, my The companion called the police, and now Dudley is safe."

"Who did it?" Vernon Dursley grabbed Dudley's shoulders. "Tell me, son, and we'll get them."

Dudley raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Harry, "He!"

The Dursleys gave him an anxious look. "Not Harry." He felt like it was going on forever. "It was pitch black, and Dudley couldn't see the situation clearly, so he misunderstood."

"It was him!" insisted Dudley, "he used that thing..."

"I didn't!" Harry argued hastily, "I didn't do anything to Dudley..."

Just then, an owl flew in and dropped a letter at Harry's feet.

"Owl!" Vernon waved his fist and walked into the kitchen, closing the window, peeking at him with his small eyes. "These nasty birds!"

Harry picked up the letter and quickly read its contents.

"I'm fired," said Harry dryly, handing him the letter.

He quickly scanned the contents of the letter, "This is not in accordance with legal procedures. If they want to destroy your wand, you need to have a public trial. And they have no power to expel you, only the headmaster can expel you. Dumbledore will The one who handles it, he's well versed in the law..."

"You two..." Vernon looked at him, then at Harry, as if realizing something.

"I'm Harry's classmate." He handed the letter back to Harry. "Unlike him, I have no restrictions on using magic outside of school."

Vernon was about to attack him, but when he heard his last words, he choked back what he wanted to say.

"You have to help me!" pleaded Harry. "I can't let them destroy my wand, I have to escape! Can you take me to headquarters? To Sirius?"

Before he could answer, a barn owl slammed into the glass with a thud.

The owl was sent by Mr. Weasley to tell Harry not to leave. "If I don't perform magic, how do I stop the Ministry of Magic from taking my wand?" Harry clutched the note anxiously. "You'll help me, right? He knows you're here..."

"I will." Though he doesn't think things have gotten there yet.

"What the hell is going on?" Vernon's face turned purple, and he suddenly pointed at him and shouted, "Ah! I remembered! You were the one who came to our house in a flying car earlier ! You were still holding a gun!"

"I'm better at it now." He made the Snitch visible at the Dursleys' house.The Snitch buzzed and opened the muzzle in front of Vernon's eyes, as if opening his eyes, staring at the startled Vernon. "A small drone that can fly at high speed, rotate 360 ​​degrees, shoot without dead angle, and operate fully automatically. I think you probably don't want to witness its power with your own eyes."

"I've seen him take down 30-plus people in seconds with this thing," Harry added.

The magenta on Vernon's face faded in patches, turning an ugly dead gray.

"I'll just say it once." His voice was steady and clear. "Harry didn't attack Dudley. It was two dementors who attacked them, the kind of monsters that you Muggles can't see, you just feel very cold, remember the most terrible memory of your life, and feel as if you will never Will be happy. Harry used magic in self-defense to drive away the dementors, and that's how things were when we arrived. So Harry got a letter from the Ministry of Magic - he shouldn't be using magic outside of school. etc. Maybe someone will come to the door soon, we will fight them, you can hide first. But that is only the worst case, it does not necessarily happen."

Vernon and Petunia exchanged anxious glances. "That... dead spirit? What is it?" Vernon asked slowly.

"They're the guards at Azkaban Prison," Petunia replied.Both he and Harry looked at her in surprise.

Petunia herself was quite surprised, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"I... heard that scary boy tell her about it many years ago." Petunia said tremblingly.

Many years ago, I heard Harry's father mention something to his sister, so I remember now?He looked at the other party suspiciously, and felt that this was not a lie.It seemed that Petunia cared more about the wizarding world than he thought.

"So they do exist?" Vernon looked at his wife in disbelief, who nodded.

A third owl flew in. "The Ministry of Magic has changed its mind," Harry told them after reading the letter. "Now instead of coming to my door to destroy my wand, they decided to give me a trial first."

"People like you... have the death penalty?" Vernon asked hopefully.

"They don't give people the death penalty for minor things like using magic outside of school." He explained, "Even if it violates the secrecy law, the sentence is at most three months, not to mention that according to the terms, in the case of life-threatening Now, minors can also use magic outside of school. If necessary, I can testify in court for Harry."

Vernon looked disappointed.

"If it's over," said Harry feebly, "I'd like to go back to my room."

"It's not over yet!" yelled Vernon. "No one has told me what happened to my son yet!"

"He hasn't suffered any permanent damage." He cast a quick glance at Dudley, who was still looking grim. "He'll be back to normal after a bit of rest. If you need him to recover quickly, you can give him some chocolate or Have a cup of hot cocoa."

Petunia hurried into the kitchen and made them each a cup of hot cocoa.Judging from Harry's expression, the other party was as flattered as he was.

After a cup of hot cocoa, Dudley looked much better.Vernon also calmed down, and even the fourth owl flew in with only a soft protest.

"A letter from Sirius." Harry curled the note into a ball angrily. "He also told me not to leave the house. Like I've done something wrong."

"You have a problem!" Vernon blushed again, "Why did that dead ghost come to Little Whinging District? Isn't it because you are here?"

Although Harry always said that his relatives were all stupid as pigs, he felt that the Dursleys seemed to have a better grasp of the essence of the problem.

"He must have sent them," said Harry softly.

"Who?"

"Voldemort."

They stood there staring wide-eyed.Vernon slowly scrunched up his face. "Wait a minute, I've heard the name. He killed your parents, didn't he?"

Harry nodded sadly.

"But the big guy said he was gone."

"He's back again."

"Back?" Petunia asked in a low voice, her round eyes filled with fear.

"Yes, just a month ago. Ender and I saw it." Harry turned to his aunt.

"The man who killed your parents is back?" Vernon looked at his wife, then at Harry. "And he's still chasing you?"

"I think so."

"Permit me to interrupt." He could almost see what Vernon was thinking, but Harry hadn't. "These two dementors should not have been sent by Voldemort, but by people from the Ministry of Magic."

Everyone is looking at him.

"The Ministry of Magic does not admit that Voldemort has returned. They cannot take this responsibility. Harry is a witness to Voldemort's resurrection, and he still has a huge reputation in the wizarding world. If the Ministry of Magic does not want people to believe Harry, To destroy Harry's reputation, they need to create an incident, and then blow it up in the media, prove that Harry is not worthy of being believed in grandstanding. So they will send dementors, force Harry to use the Magic so they can declare Harry illegal and discredit him."

Harry may not understand these words, nor may he understand them, but the Dursleys can quickly figure out the key points.

"How do you know it won't be that person?" Vernon asked dubiously.

"According to the information I have learned, he is currently busy with more important matters. He will not attack Harry until that matter is resolved." This was discussed in several recent meetings of the Order of the Phoenix. He and Riddle did not He is not allowed to participate in meetings of this level, but he can probably still hear some news, and if he can confirm it with the main soul, he can make a good guess.But the main soul didn't tell them too much, just told them to take care of the Horcruxes, and they didn't need to worry about other things.

"So he will come after Harry sooner or later. Well, now it's clear." Vernon took a deep breath, "Get out! You can get out of this house, boy!"

"What?" Harry didn't respond for a moment.

"I said—get out!" yelled Vernon, "Maggie was right, we shouldn't have adopted you in the first place! We were so soft-hearted that we thought we could get rid of the root of evil in you, but you are still the same in the end." I can't help you if you follow the evil path of your parents, but you can't bring a threat to my wife and son! If someone is chasing you, get out! Don't bring danger to my house Come on! I've had enough - owls!"

A fifth owl flew in and dropped a howler letter.

"It's for me." Petunia picked up the envelope tremblingly, looking terrified.

"Throw it away! Petunia, it could be dangerous!" Vernon yelled.

"This has my name written on it..." Petunia looked at the envelope that started to smoke in fear, and then looked around at the arrangement of the house, as if she was looking for something that could protect herself.When the envelope burst into flames, she screamed and dropped the letter.

A terrible voice came from the burning envelope, rumbling in the kitchen like thunder——

"Remember my last, Petunia."

"What does that mean?" Vernon opened his mouth wide. "What last?"

This is a threat.He recognized the voice as Dumbledore's, although the headmaster's usual way of speaking was so amiable that it was difficult to connect it with the voice in this letter.Dumbledore knew that the Dursleys would be afraid and dare not continue to take Harry in. Probably many years ago, when the Potters died, the Dursleys were full of fear of the wizarding world.Dumbledore threatened Petunia in some way, so she had to take Harry in. Now that the danger was once again in front of the Dursleys, Dumbledore reminded Petunia not to forget the threat back then.

"We can't drive him away." Petunia returned to her appearance as a strict housewife. "The neighbors will gossip and ask where he went. This will cause us a lot of trouble."

"But, Petunia..." Vernon said pitifully, as if he had lost his mind.

"Go back to your room." Petunia turned to Harry. "Don't leave this house."

"If you don't mind, I'll leave first." He felt that he had nothing to do here.

"No, I still have a lot to ask you." Harry dragged him into the bedroom, closed the door, and there were only the two of them in the small, dark room.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Xue Youye for the landmines, Cheng Aiwa for the grenades and Master Jiang for the rocket launchers~(≧▽≦)/~