Hearing Harry mention the Dementors, Dudley suddenly covered his mouth with his hand.
Seeing his parents and Harry staring at him, he slowly put his hand down and asked anxiously, "Are there … more of them?"
"There are more?" Harry laughed. "You mean, besides the two that attacked us last time? Of course, there are thousands of them. That should be all. Because Dumbledore destroyed the evil … monster under Azkaban, there are no more Dementors. But the number of them now is enough to form a powerful army. They are very difficult to destroy. The Dementors rely on fear and despair … "
"Alright, alright!" Vernon Dursley roared. "Don't mention those scary words. You've already said it clearly."
He finally understood what was going on. There were thousands of monsters that spread fear and despair wandering around outside their house.
The thick fog that had shrouded the country for the past year was caused by them. The TV also talked about air pollution every day.
Couldn't the officials from the Ministry of Environmental Protection do something useful?
Because of this, the Machinery Company that Mr. Dursley worked for had been inspected many times in the past year, and many of his businesses had been affected. But now he knew that the damned fog outside was caused by the Dementors' magic. It was really, really … Damn it!
"I hope you understand." Harry said, staring into his uncle's beady eyes. "As soon as I turn seventeen, all those guys, Death Eaters, Dementors, Werewolves, and maybe even Yin Corpses, or even corpses that have been enchanted by Dark Wizards, will find you and attack you. If you still remember the last time you fought with the wizards, I think you'll admit that you need help. "
There was another moment of silence as the Dursley family thought back.
The last time they fought with the wizards, Sirius Blake's vicious threats, Arthur Weasley blowing up their fireplace, Dudley growing a pig's tail, and of course, the first time they saw the terrible magic. The sound of Hagrid smashing a wooden door seemed to come from far away after so many years.
Aunt Petunia looked at Uncle Vernon, and Dudley stared at Harry.
Silence, silence, silence!
At last Uncle Vernon said suddenly, "But what about my work? What about Dudley's school? I suppose a bunch of wizards with nothing better to do wouldn't care about such things, would they? Hmm, how do you plan to solve these problems? "
"Work? School? Don't you understand? "Harry shouted." They will torture you and kill you, just like they did to my parents! "
"Father!" Dudley shouted. He could not help but say, "Father, I want to go with the Order of the Phoenix."
"Dudley," said Harry, "for the first time in your life you've said something sensible."
He knew that the outcome was already decided. Since Dudley was so scared that he was willing to accept the help of the Order of the Phoenix, his parents would definitely accompany him. How could they leave their precious Dada? Harry looked at the clock on the mantelpiece.
"What day is it today? Yes, it's today. They'll be here in about a minute, as we agreed, "he said." Get ready. "
The Dursleys did not reply and he left the living room.
The thought of parting with his aunt, uncle and cousin, and perhaps never seeing them again, filled him with joy, but the atmosphere was still a little awkward.
After sixteen years of extreme disgust, what else could they say to each other?
Reason told Harry that he should thank his aunt and uncle for taking him in and protecting him. But if he could do it all over again, Harry would rather not have come here.
Complicated emotions congealed in Harry's heart. He had wanted to say goodbye to the Dursleys in a relaxed manner, but the word was so, so hard to say.
Perhaps, this was the best way to separate from them!
Back in the bedroom, Harry fiddled aimlessly with his backpack, stuffing a few more pellets of owl food into Hedwig's cage.
They fell to the bottom of the cage, but Hedwig did not pay them any attention.
"We'll be leaving soon, really soon!" Harry told her. "Then you'll be able to fly again, and you'll never have to come back here again, ever..."
Hedwig stared at Harry with her large amber eyes.
Strange, why did she feel a little sad? Shouldn't she be happy?
Harry tried hard not to think about the future of the Dursleys, but about Elwyn, Hermione and the scene of their parents parting.
He knew that it would be very, very difficult, much more difficult than here.
… …
Just as Harry had predicted, the parting scene was very difficult.
Elwyn and Hermione had discussed it, and they were going to change the memories of their parents. His parents had gone to China, and they had never had a son; Hermione's parents' greatest wish was to move to Australia, and they were going to achieve this wish.
The Phoenix Society would send people to escort them to the plane, and foreign wizards would also help.
They would all change their names, so that the Lord Voldemort would not be able to find them easily.
When the war was over, if Elwyn and Hermione were still alive, they would naturally look for them; if they could not return, then the magic left on them would ensure that they would be safe and happy for the rest of their lives, except that they would not have children... They would forever forget about Elwyn and Hermione, and would never think of this painful memory again.
When Elwyn and Hermione talked about this decision, Hermione's eyes would always fill with tears, and Elwyn knew that this was too cruel to her.
He wanted Hermione to go with the Granger couple, or according to his original idea, go to a magic school in China to study, but every time Elwyn brought up this suggestion, Hermione would be so angry that he would turn into a black cat and teach him a lesson.
Elwyn knew that it was impossible for Hermione to leave him.
As early as a few months ago, when he told her his plan, no, as early as a few years ago, when Hermione decided to be with Elwyn, she had already made up her mind.
She would not be separated, even if they had to embark on a dangerous journey together, even if the end of this journey was death.
She was also willing, and Elwyn knew that he could not refuse.
In the end, he volunteered to cast the spell on the Granger couple for her, but Hermione refused, she wanted to do it herself...
Perhaps it was because no one said anything, but that afternoon, when Elwyn and Hermione walked down the stairs, their parents were sitting in the living room.
They knew that it was time to part!
When Hermione could not hold back her tears and threw herself into Mrs. Granger's arms, Elwyn loosened his grip on the wand. Under the calm gaze of his parents, he explained the whole thing, as well as the decision and arrangements that he and Hermione had made.
The atmosphere was calm and sorrowful, but there was not much shock.
At the beginning of the summer break, when Lupin sent them here, he had already roughly explained the situation, and they were already mentally prepared.
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