Soon, Harry remembered the protective spell that his mother had left on him. The spell had been repeated many times over the past year. It was because of it that he returned to the Dursleys every summer, even after Dumbledore had left. It was the only way to protect Harry.
The powerful spell that Harry's mother had left him could protect him from Lord Voldemort, but something was not right. Before he left tonight, Sirius and Moody had clearly told him that the spell would lose its effect the moment he left 4 Privet Drive and parted ways with the Dursleys.
Logically speaking, the spell that his mother had left him should no longer be able to protect him.
Harry could not understand why his wand had automatically counterattacked and repelled Lord Voldemort.
The study of wands was a profound subject, and the magic involved was far more complicated than one could imagine.
There were many reasons why Harry was able to repel Lord Voldemort tonight, and it would take a long time to figure them out.
But one thing was for sure, and that was that Lord Voldemort would become suspicious again.
There was also one thing that Harry did not understand. Why had Lord Voldemort been so angry when he appeared? What had happened to him?
His mind was in a mess, and he could not think straight. He wanted to see Elwyn, Sirius and Moody and tell them what had happened.
The situation in front of him did not allow Harry to remain in a daze. Something hot and wet was flowing down his chin and forehead.
It was blood! He felt like he was going to die.
Harry crawled out of the mud and stumbled towards the black, behemoth lying on the ground: Hagrid.
"Hagrid? Hagrid, talk to me! "
Harry pushed hard, but the black behemoth did not move.
"Who's there? Potter? Is it Harry Potter? "
An unfamiliar voice came from afar. Harry immediately raised his wand. He did not recognize the man.
Then a woman yelled, "They're falling, Ted! I dropped it in the garden! "
Harry felt dizzy. He felt that he had lost too much blood.
"Hagrid." He called out again, at a loss of what to do. His knees gave way.
When Harry woke up, he found himself lying on his back on a pile of cushion-like things. His ribs and right arm felt like they were on fire. The tooth that had been knocked out had already grown out, and the scar on his forehead was still throbbing in pain.
"Hagrid?"
Harry opened his eyes and found himself lying on a sofa in an unfamiliar living room.
His backpack was on the floor not far away, wet and muddy. A blond man with a big belly was watching him worriedly.
"Hagrid is fine, son!" the man said. "My wife is taking care of him. How are you feeling? Are there any other places that are broken? I fixed your ribs, your tooth, and your arm. Right, I'm Ted, Ted Tonks, Dora's father. "
"Dora's father!" Harry took a while to realize that he was talking about Tonks.
Then he sat up abruptly, seeing stars. He felt nauseous and dizzy.
"Get down …"
"Don't mention that name, son!" Ted Tonks said. He put a hand on Harry's shoulder and pushed him back onto the cushion. "There are no Unknowns here. You guys fell pretty hard just now. What happened? Did the motorcycle break down? Did Arthur Weasley go overboard again? Those new Muggle toys he came up with? "
"No!" Harry said, his scar throbbing like an exposed wound. "Death Eaters. A large group of Death Eaters suddenly appeared. They were chasing us. Hagrid and I had already escaped. We were just above your house, but Ambush … Unknowns suddenly appeared and attacked us!"
"What did you say? Death Eaters and Unknowns appeared?" Ted said warily. "I thought they didn't know you were moving tonight. I thought …"
"They knew," Harry said.
There was one thing he did not say. The reason Lord Voldemort was able to find him in the end was because of the soul connection between him and Harry.
At that moment, the furious Lord Voldemort released the magic restriction and desperately tried to find Harry.
Even if this connection would harm his soul, he did not care.
Harry was very confused. What had happened?
If he knew about the battle between Elwyn and Lord Voldemort, he probably would not be so confused.
At this time, Ted Tonks looked up at the ceiling, as if he could see the sky above through the ceiling.
"That was dangerous, but our protection spell is still effective, right? They can't come within a radius of 100 meters from here, no matter what direction. "
Harry finally understood why Lord Voldemort had disappeared. At that time, the light motorcycle happened to pass through the barrier of the Order of the Phoenix's spell.
Hopefully, the spell would continue to work. He imagined that as they were talking, Lord Voldemort was 100 meters above them, racking his brains to see through the big transparent soap bubble in Harry's imagination.
Harry left the sofa. He needed to see Hagrid with his own eyes to believe that he was still alive.
Also, he needed to see Sirius and Elwyn, and it would be best if he could see them immediately.
As soon as Harry got up, the door opened and Hagrid squeezed in. His face was covered in mud and blood, and his legs were a little limp, but he was still miraculously alive.
"Harry!" Hagrid knocked over two exquisite tables and a spider egg. He rushed over and hugged Harry tightly in his arms, almost breaking Harry's newly repaired ribs. "Oh my god, Harry, how did you escape from death? I thought we were all dead. "
"Yeah, I can't believe it either …"
"You saved me, Harry, you saved me!"
"I didn't do anything, it's my wand …" Harry suddenly stopped talking. He reached into his pocket for his wand, but it was empty.
"Your wand is here, son!" Ted said, gently tapping Harry's arm with his wand. "It just fell beside you, so I picked it up."
"Thank you!" Harry took the wand and immediately pointed it at the woman who had followed Hagrid into the room. "You!"
"Oh, don't be nervous, son, this is my wife …" Ted said hurriedly.
"Sorry, I … I was a little too nervous," Harry said, still staring at Mrs. Tonks.
Mrs. Tonks walked a few steps further into the room, looking less like her sister Bellatrix.
Her hair was a soft light brown, and her eyes were bigger and kinder. She seemed a little reserved towards Harry's reaction.
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