themonasnovels Chapter 790 My Heart Is Frozen
Chapter 790 My Heart Is Frozen
Chapter 790 My Heart Is Frozen
Dudley was lying on the sofa, his face was blue, his eyes were dull, and he looked sick.
Vernon narrowed his small eyes and glared hard at Harry.
In memory, Dudley only looked like this once:
On my 12th birthday, I went to the playground and insisted on playing the Ferris wheel.
Halfway around the turn, Dudley slid off the seat and the screw slid.
He was like a top, spinning on a single axis for 15 minutes before being rescued by the staff.
In mid-air, Dudley let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, but when he got down, he didn't say a word, just like this.
It's like wearing a mask of pain.
Oh, poor little Dudley!
Vernon turned around and roared angrily:
"What did you do to my son?!"
"Nothing." Harry stood in the corner, holding a letter in his hand: "It has nothing to do with me!"
"It has nothing to do with you?" Vernon approached his nephew and whispered:
"You must have hurt Dudley with that trick again, haven't you!"
"What did he do to you, Dada?" Aunt Petunia wiped the dirt off Dudley's leather jacket with a damp sponge, and asked in a trembling voice:
"Is... a wand, sweetie? He used... magic?"
Dudley trembled, nodded slowly, and said in fear:
"Harry took his wand, pointed it at me...and..."
Dudley covered his face and began to cry, the two twenty-pound lumps of fat on his chest were trembling.
"The light is far away from me, the darkness is covering me, the pain is attacking me..."
Dudley described in detail the pain he had just endured.
"I feel something, close to me.
so cold,
rough……"
Dudley wailed, "I wanted to scream, but I couldn't, it seemed like something had disappeared from me.
Crack, happiness is gone! ! "
'Happiness is gone', Harry knew, was a phrase that couldn't be more literal, and Dementors would have been able to suck happiness away.
But in the eyes of my uncle and aunt, it was a rhetorical device, expressing Dudley's pain.
Especially my eldest cousin, who cried heart-piercingly again, with a distorted and ferocious expression.
Petunia also cried in distress.
She remembered Dudley looking like this only once:
When I was 13 years old, I hit my classmate in the next class, accidentally punched the wall, and broke my arm.
Oh, poor little Dudley!
Vernon raised two fists the size of steamed buns.
"Boy, you eat my rice, and you dare to do such a heartless thing to Dudley!
Do you have any humanity! "
"I didn't, I didn't do it!" Harry argued feebly.
An owl flew in, landed on the table, stretched out one long leg, and had a small roll of parchment tied to it.
As soon as Harry rushed over, the letter took off and it flew away.
With trembling hands, Harry unfolded the second letter, which contained a few lines in beautiful cursive script.
Harry:
Whatever the Ministry of Magic has written to you, ignore it, let alone hand over your wand.
Don't leave your aunt and uncle's house either, and don't cast any more spells...don't worry, you'll be fine.
William Stark.
Did William already know about this?
Didn't he go to Austria with Hermione to attend the International Federation of Wizards Conference?
Is the meeting over?
Harry was getting more and more annoyed, at Ron, and at the others.
He was stuck here for a month without any news.He is completely isolated!
But William says he'll be all right—what does that mean?
Is it possible to return to Hogwarts?
Harry clutched the letter tightly.
The hope that seemed to be extinguished by urine was once again ignited in my heart.
Harry doubted that William could change the Ministry's mind...but that was William.
The girls at Hogwarts have always had a saying:
You can always trust Stark.
Not so long ago, William single-handedly faced Voldemort and rescued himself... this time it will definitely work!
Vernon looked at Harry, the blood vessels on his purple temples were throbbing wildly, like two large tumors.
"Who sent the owl this time?" He roared fiercely.
"It's William...William Stark," said Harry quietly.
"He assured me that I would be safe."
"He promises... he's from your Ministry of Magic?!" Vernon said viciously.
"No, he's a Ravenclaw student, one year older than me."
"Student... oh, a student..." Vernon sneered, but then he was puzzled:
"I think I've heard this name somewhere... isn't it, Petunia?"
Petunia thought for a while and said, "It's news...I discussed it with you this morning."
Vernon immediately turned on the TV and tuned to the news channel.
I saw that a female hostess of the BBC was connecting with reporters in front to report on the situation of the disaster in Vienna.
The female reporter said with a microphone:
"As you can see, the recovery in Vienna is not bad, and the government has raised donations from all over the world.
However, France claims that the maximum donation is one franc.
According to expert analysis, this major flood was caused by continuous rain in the upper reaches, which caused the Danube River to flood.
Among them, a British young man named William Stark bravely rescued a boat of people when the flood came.
The Austrian government has decided to give the boy the Good Citizen Award of Vienna.
But it is reported that Stark has already returned home, and before leaving, he only left one sentence:
Seeing the devastation in Vienna breaks my heart! "
The female hostess of the BBC thanked her and started reporting the next news:
The aftermath of the unprovoked collapse in the Swiss Alps.
Vernon remembered, he was still complaining in the morning:
Other countries in the world are in dire straits, but Britain is still peaceful and peaceful.
Harry was dumbfounded, he didn't expect to see William's name on the Muggle TV news.
It's also not magical.
Wait... what did he do, can there be a flood in Vienna? !
Uncle Vernon glared at Harry angrily, and asked sharply, "Young British... Is that Stark your classmate?"
"Yes!" said Harry hastily, "William is going to Vienna for the summer vacation!
He also saved Paris that year!News and reports! "
"No wonder Notre Dame de Paris collapsed, it was people like you who did it!"
Vernon said angrily: "However, occasionally one or two useful stones can appear in the dregs."
He roared again: "Look at others, and then at you... Idle around all day, not doing business, just doing nothing!
They are all students from the same school, so why is there such a big gap! "
Harry froze.
He didn't expect that one day, he would also encounter such admonishment as "the neighbor's child".
Seeing that his uncle's attitude had softened, Harry quickly explained:
"I didn't attack Dudley, it was the dementors, two!"
"What kind of weird thing is a dementor?"
"They guard Azkaban wizard prison," Petunia interrupted suddenly.
As soon as the words came out, there was a few seconds of dead silence, and Petunia suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, as if she accidentally said something terrible.
Uncle Vernon stared at her in disbelief.
"how do you know?"
Aunt Petunia glanced at her husband tremblingly:
"Years ago... I overheard... the dark-haired boy... talking about dementors when they were on the swings together."
"If you meant my mum and dad, why didn't you say their names?" Harry asked aloud.
Petunia couldn't help but whispered: "It's not your father..."
To be honest, Penny was also very puzzled.
She had thought that Lily would be with that scary black-haired boy.
During those summer vacations, the two of them were always inseparable, studying and doing homework together... But it was unexpected that many years later, it was James Potter who Lily brought home!
She never mentioned Snape again.
Uncle Vernon opened his mouth, closed it again, opened it again, and said hoarsely:
"So...they...um...really exist, those dead souls?"
Penny nodded.
Just then a third owl came, and it whizzed into the open window like a cannonball.
Harry tore off the second letter-like envelope, tearing open the seal.
"What's this time again?" Vernon said distractedly.
Harry said with some joy: "It's from the Ministry of Magic, they won't fire me for the time being, and they won't confiscate my wand either.
But I will still be judged. "
Harry was a little happy, but also a little irritable. He didn't expect that he would have to be tried again.
Vernon was disappointed too, he was disappointed the kid hadn't been fired.
In this case, he could justifiably throw him into St. Bruce.
It is said that the disobedient students are treated directly with electric shock therapy.
Ding Dong,
The doorbell rang suddenly.
Harry stood up jerkily.
Vernon muttered something, walked over to the door and opened it.After a while, he suddenly turned his head and grinned:
"It's for you...the Ministry of Magic is here to arrest you and put you on trial!"
……
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(Ask for a monthly ticket, everyone.)
(End of this chapter)