In the empty house, Harry was the only one left, and an inexplicable sadness brewed in his heart.
"Don't you want to see this place for the last time?" Harry suddenly asked Hedwig, his voice echoing in the empty house. Hedwig ignored him, and Harry continued, "We will never come here again, Hedwig, don't you want to recall all those happy times? I mean, look at this shoeshine mat at the door, think of the past … After I saved Dudley from the Dementors, he vomited on this mat … I didn't expect him to be grateful, can you believe it? And that summer, I saw the first letter from Hogwarts here, my admission letter. Unfortunately, I didn't see it at the time. You can't imagine that a few days later, the whole house would be filled with letters from Hogwarts, and there would be owls everywhere. Yes, and last summer, Dumbledore went through the front door … "
Harry's train of thought was broken, and Hedwig didn't help him find it. She still hid her head under her wings and didn't move.
Harry turned from the front door, walked a few steps forward, and came to that place.
That used to be the only space in this house that belonged to him, but after going to school at Hogwarts, he left this place. The once familiar space faded from his memory, like a painting from a long time ago, leaving only yellowed colors and memories.
"Down here, Hedwig …" Harry pulled open a door at the bottom of the stairs, the door he hadn't seen for a long time. "It's here, this is where I used to sleep! You didn't know me at that time! God, it's so small, I don't even remember … "
Harry looked at the piles of shoes and umbrellas, and remembered waking up every morning and looking up at the bottom of the stairs, there would always be one or two spiders hanging there.
In those days, he still didn't know his true identity. He hadn't figured out how his parents died, and he didn't understand why there were so many strange things happening around him. Harry still remembered the dreams that haunted him back then: chaotic dreams, flashing green lights, and one time …
When Harry talked about this dream, Uncle Vernon almost crashed his car because he actually dreamed of a light motorcycle that could fly …
But for this he was severely punished by Uncle Vernon.
How could a motorcycle fly?! Magic doesn't exist in Uncle Vernon's head.
Or rather, he didn't want to believe that if there was a time limit, it would be forever.
Harry looked wistfully at the small, dark cupboard. He remembered the dust that would come fluttering down on top of Dudley's head every time he mischievously stomped on the stairs above, wearing the baggy old clothes that Dudley did not want anymore, with his taped glasses and baggy glasses.
There was also that summer when he released the Brazilian Python due to a magic riot and suffered the longest punishment in his life.
For the entire summer, he was locked in the dark cupboard …
As he thought about it, Harry suddenly laughed. He remembered how Dudley and his friends panicked at the zoo.
He had too many memories in this house. Although his life at that time was mostly unpleasant, Harry could always find joy in it.
Just as he was about to look elsewhere, suddenly, there was a deafening roar from somewhere nearby.
Harry suddenly straightened his body, and his head hit the low doorframe with a bang.
He paused, cursed a few times in Uncle Vernon's favorite vulgar language, and then stumbled back to the kitchen. He covered his head with his hand and looked out the window into the back garden.
The darkness seemed to ripple, and the air itself trembled.
Then, as the Disillusionment Curse failed, figures began to appear.
The most conspicuous was Hagrid. He wore a helmet and goggles and rode a huge light motorcycle with a black sidecar.
Around him, the others dismounted from their flying broomsticks. Two of them dismounted from skinny, winged black horses.
In the crowd, he saw Sirius, Elwyn, Hermione, Ron, and …
.....
After personally changing their memories, Mason and Granger could no longer recognize Elwyn and Hermione.
They stared blankly ahead, as if there was no focus.
Elwyn knew that after the magic was over, they would start a new life according to the agreed path.
In this new life, there would be no memories of him and Hermione.
Now, the two of them had lost their parents, lost their loved ones, and only each other was left.
This was especially true for Hermione. She could only rely on Elwyn.
Elwyn could not say that girls were more fragile. After all, Hermione was not like this, but they were more emotional and thought more.
He hoped that he could take care of Hermione, especially at a time like this.
He hugged Hermione. He thought that she would not be able to hold back her tears, but she did not.
Hermione just cried in her mother's arms. She would not cry anymore. Even if the current atmosphere and her mother's appearance made her very uncomfortable, she knew that she needed to be strong. She insisted on following Elwyn. It was not an impulsive decision, but a decision made after careful consideration.
She believed that she could help Elwyn. She wanted to prove herself, and she believed that she would prove herself.
"Let's go, Elwyn!" Hermione said softly and took a deep breath. "The sooner we defeat Lord Voldemort, the sooner we come back."
"Okay!" Elwyn said firmly. "Believe me, Hermione. We will definitely win. We will meet again."
"I believe you. I will always believe you. This answer has never changed."
When Elwyn and Hermione left the manor, Sirius was already waiting outside.
He had arrived a long time ago, but he did not go in. He deliberately gave Elwyn, Hermione, and their parents some space.
"Sorry, Sirius, to keep you waiting!"
"It's okay. I didn't wait for long. I know how it feels when you are separated from the people you love. It's very uncomfortable!" Sirius said. He was silent for a while. "You two don't have to worry too much. The mad-eyed man has already arranged for someone to escort them. There will be no problem with their safety. Our task tonight is to pick up Harry!"
"Do we just Apparate to Uncle and Aunt Harry's house?" asked Harry.
"No, that house is being closely monitored by the Ministry of Magic and Lord Voldemort's men. We will gather nearby. I will appear with you two followers in a while." Sirius said. "Then, we will use the Disillusionment Spell to become invisible. Tonight's plan is different from before. Remus, the mad-eyed man, and I all think that the previous plan is not safe. Lord Voldemort may already know, so we have changed the plan. Only those who participate in tonight's operation will know. Listen … "
Using magic to teleport directly was not reliable, especially in the area near the house.
Therefore, the Order of the Phoenix planned to use a combination of Flying Broom and Compound Decoction. This arrangement was relatively safer …
Of course, the longer the teleportation process, the greater the risk would be.
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