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Chapter 851

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To tell the truth, the Dursleys' garden was indeed beautiful. The lawn was carefully manicured, and the side of the house was filled with unknown flowers.

They had obviously put a lot of effort into it. If there was a Grand Prix for the best lawn in England, they might actually win it.

"It looks like the Dursleys have left," whispered Elwyn. The house was dark and silent.

Even Harry's room was not lit. She did not know what he was doing in his room.

"Wait!" Moody rummaged in his cloak, his thick, bony hands numb from the cold. "Found it!"

He muttered as he raised something that looked like a silver lighter and clicked it.

The nearest streetlight went out with a puff. He pressed the button again, and the second streetlight went out as well.

He clicked and clicked, and finally all the lamps on Privet Drive went out.

The only light that shone through the curtains and the crescent moon in the night sky were the windows.

If someone were to look out at this time, they would definitely not see this group of unwelcome visitors.

"Is that a light extinguisher?" asked Elwyn, staring at the silver lighter in Moody's hand.

The object involved a lot of alchemy, and he wanted to take it apart to see its internal structure.

Ever since he had mastered the magic runes, Elwyn's first instinct when he saw a precious magic tool was to take it apart and study its internal structure, the order of the runes, and the meaning it represented.

This was not a good habit. These magic tools were very precious, and Elwyn might not be able to restore them after taking them apart.

"Yes, I borrowed it from Dumbledore!" Moody said gruffly as he pocketed the extinguisher. "To prevent Muggle from looking through the window. Now hurry up and come in. We can't let anyone see us here."

Moody waved his wand, and the front door of the Dursleys' house opened. Everyone squeezed in.

"Where's the boy?" asked Tonks, looking around with interest.

"He's upstairs, I'll go get him!" Elwyn said, climbing up to the dark landing.

"I'll go with you!" Moody followed, cautiously observing the surroundings.

Just like before, he violently opened Harry's door. Elwyn hoped that he was not doing anything shameful inside.

If they were discovered, it would be too embarrassing!

Inside the cottage, Harry curled up on his bed, raising his wand and pointing it carefully at the two of them.

He had obviously heard the noise and was scared out of his wits.

"Hello, Harry!" Elwyn said with a smile.

"Elwyn!" Harry looked at Elwyn in surprise. He never dreamed that he would appear here.

Harry's heart was beating uncontrollably. He looked at Elwyn in disbelief and did not put down his wand.

"Come on, everyone's downstairs!" Elwyn walked over and pulled him out of bed.

Before him, Harry had grown a few inches in the past few months, just like Ron.

But he was still the same skinny boy from Elwyn's memory. He had black hair and wore glasses. He looked weak and sickly, as if he had grown too fast in such a short time.

He was dressed in Muggle's clothes, which were sloppy and untidy.

His jeans were torn and dirty, his T-shirt was loose and faded, and the soles of his sneakers were separated from the tops under the bed.

It seemed that he had not had a good summer. Elwyn could not help but suspect that the Dursleys were mistreating him.

"What's going on?" Harry said hurriedly, putting down his wand. The warm joy of seeing his friend rose from the bottom of his heart. "I don't understand why. I've been here for the whole summer. No one contacted me. It's like you've all forgotten about me."

"You know, I'm in Egypt with Hermione," Elwyn said vaguely.

He knew very well what Dumbledore was planning. He knew that he wanted Harry to stay with the Dursleys for the whole summer.

If it wasn't for the Dementors' attack and the fact that he had to go to the Ministry of Magic for trial, Harry would not have been able to leave this place.

But this was not a problem for Elwyn. If he was in England, he could come and play with Harry or visit them.

For the sake of his parents and Elven's status as a wizard, the Dursleys wouldn't say anything.

"Yes, you're in Egypt," Harry said. Looking at the familiar face of Elwyn, the joy in his heart gradually extinguished, replaced by something cold. "Ron is also busy with other things. That's why you won't tell me anything, leaving me alone …"

"We'd better go down and talk. They all want to see you," Moody urged as he followed them into the room.

Hearing Moody's voice, Harry hurriedly raised his wand.

"Put down your wand, child, before you gouge someone's eye out," Moody said gruffly.

"Professor Moody?" Harry was a little surprised. "Why are you here?"

"Come, we're here to get you out of here. Ron and Hermione are waiting for us." Elwyn said as he pulled Harry out. "I'll explain everything to you when we get back. I promise you'll know everything you want to know."

"Wait, kid. We have to verify if he's the real Potter." Moody stopped them and roared, "Why else would I ask you to come? We have to be careful. If we bring back a Death Eater pretending to be him, we'll be in big trouble. You'd better ask him something that only Potter knows, or we'll have to use the truth-telling potion. "

"Alright!" Elwyn said. He was sure that the person next to him was Harry.

But if he did not do as Moody said, he would not agree.

Not long ago, he was impersonated for half a year, and he was locked in a box. This made Moody even more suspicious.

"Harry, what does your guardian look like?" Elwyn asked.

"A stag," Harry said nervously.

"That's right. What's my Animagus form?"

"A black cat!" Harry really thought Elwyn was a cat.

"Well, a few months ago, Sirius, Hagrid, and I left Hogwarts for Italy. What's our real purpose?"

"To find Rowena Ravenclaw's traces. Did you succeed?" Harry asked.

"I'll tell you later," Elwyn said, turning to look at Moody. "I think this is Harry."

When the three of them went down in the dark, Tonks and the others were still huddled in the hall, discussing the decorations in the house in hushed voices.

"I don't understand. Why are we all standing in the dark?" she said. "It's so stupid. The fluorescent lights are blinking."

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