Hermione instantly thought of Lord Voldemort. Only he could order the Soul Eaters to attack Harry.
Elwyn knew that it wasn't Lord Voldemort, but Umrich who had given the order, but it didn't make much of a difference.
Lord Voldemort would definitely control the Soul Eaters. It was only a matter of time.
Perhaps the two sides had already contacted each other, and the Soul Eaters could switch sides at any time.
Compared to the Ministry of Magic, Lord Voldemort could provide them with much more, and more attractive, things.
Unlike the giants, the Soul Eaters were absolute creatures of darkness. They appeared in groups in the darkest and dirtiest places in the world, cheering for corruption and despair. There was no way to communicate or persuade them, they could only be destroyed.
Perhaps the Soul Eaters themselves were created by the Evil God, and they were fundamentally different from normal creatures.
"It's very complicated. The letter says that Fudge is going to fire Harry directly from Hogwarts …" Elwyn said vaguely, looking down at the letter in his hand. "After Dumbledore came forward to mediate, they had no choice but to relent and ask Harry to go to the Ministry of Magic for trial. The situation is very bad for us."
"They can't do that. It's too outrageous." Hermione said, "They can't fire Harry, absolutely not. The 'Reasonable Restraint for Underage Wizards Act' states that magic can be used when life is in danger. We have to go back and help him. I remember a lot of the laws and regulations … "
Because of this, the two of them were not in the mood to stay in Egypt any longer.
Anyway, everything that needed to be done for this trip had been completed, and now it was time to go back.
When they parted, Gabrielle invited Elwyn and Hermione to visit France, and also made an appointment to visit England during her next vacation.
As for Hibiscus Chinensis, they would meet again soon if nothing unexpected happened.
According to her original plan, she was going to find a job in England and practice her English.
Bill also planned to return home. Due to his involvement in Zuo Sai's case, he was currently in an awkward position in Egypt's Gringotts. He might as well go back and find an office job. While fighting against Lord Voldemort, it would also be convenient for him to take care of his family.
… …..
Just as Elwyn and Hermione were preparing to go back, Harry was lying on his bed powerlessly.
A strong sense of despair engulfed him. The room was dark and there were no lights.
He stayed in his bedroom all day, only going out to the toilet.
He raised his hands, looked at them for a moment, and let them fall again.
This was definitely the worst summer vacation he had ever had. He had been trapped in the house at 4 Privet Drive for the whole summer. He had lost contact with the magical world, couldn't hear anything he wanted to know, and was just like a Muggle doing nothing.
Or worse, he had to face the Dursleys' mockery every day.
He wanted to know anything about Lord Voldemort. He wanted to know what Dumbledore, Sirius, Elwyn, and his good friends were doing. He wanted to help, but there was nothing. Everyone ignored him, not even a letter.
This made Harry feel depressed and lost. Thinking of this, he turned over. The despair that had tormented him for the whole summer once again overwhelmed him unexpectedly. He knew that Elwyn and Hermione were on vacation in Egypt, Ron was with the others, and Sirius was probably there too.
The thought of them having fun while he was trapped in Privet Drive was unbearable!
He was so angry with them that he threw away the Duchess Bee Confectionery chocolates and Egyptian special cakes they had sent for his birthday without opening them.
That night, after eating the wrinkled salad that Aunt Petunia had brought out for dinner, he regretted it.
Harry sighed and climbed out of bed. He was not in a good mood to sleep.
His memory continued forward. Just the previous evening, he had encountered Dementors in an alley near the Dursleys' house.
Two Dementors had suddenly attacked him and Dudley. Harry had used a Guardian Charm to chase them away and save Dudley's life. However, he had not received any praise. Instead, he had received a letter from the Ministry of Magic. They had fired him!
The letter was still on the desk. Harry picked it up and read it again in the light of the street lamp. He felt even more annoyed.
It read: Dear Mr. Potter, we have received information that you cast a Guardian Charm in front of a Muggle's living quarters at 9: 23 tonight in front of a Muggle. This is a serious violation of the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act. Therefore, you have been expelled from Hogwarts School of Magic and Magic.
The Ministry of Magic will soon send a representative to your residence to destroy your wand.
In view of the fact that you have been given a formal warning for violating Article 13 of the International Union of Magicians Secrecy Act, we regret to inform you that you will be brought to the Ministry of Magic for trial at 9: 00 am on the 12th of August. Please take care.
Your faithful Mafar D 'Hopkirk, Ministry of Magic Prohibition and Abuse of Magic.
At that moment, Harry's mind went cold and blank.
The truth stabbed into his consciousness like a paralyzing dart. He had been expelled from Hogwarts. Everything was over. He could never go back.
Harry was not prepared to sit still. Before the holidays, Hermione had already analyzed it for him. He knew that because of the return of the Lord Voldemort, Foggy and the Ministry of Magic had broken off relations with them. He was now Foggy's main target.
He had only one option at that time. He had to escape. He could not wait here foolishly for the Ministry of Magic to send someone to destroy his wand.
As long as he escaped, there was hope. Sirius and Elwyn would help him. At least, that was what Harry thought.
Although he was still angry at them, Sirius and Elwyn were the only people Harry could rely on at the moment. Otherwise, he would have to wander the world …
Harry still had some expectations. Perhaps it would be like two years ago, when he left the Dursleys' house with the box and met Elwyn on the dark street.
But soon, he received a second letter. It was from Mr. Weasley.
A few lines were scribbled in black ink on the stained envelope: Dumbledore has just arrived at the Ministry of Magic and is investigating the incident. Do not leave your aunt and uncle's house. Do not cast any more spells. Do not hand over your wand.
Just like that, he decided to stay here. He confessed everything to the Dursleys.
Although he did not understand why the Dementors had come to the Little Bounty District, they had landed in the alley where he was.
No matter how he thought about it, it could not be a coincidence. Perhaps the Ministry of Magic had lost control of the Dementors?
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