The incident happened in a narrow alley. It was a shortcut between Mulan Flower New Moon Street and Wisteria Road.
This empty alley had no street lights, so it was much darker than the two streets it was connected to.
On one side of the alley was a wall of a garage, and on the other side was a high fence.
Because of the task assigned by Jon in advance, Ranke had been following Mrs. Feig recently.
He was different from the other members of the Phoenix Society, as he had explained early on. Jon also knew that this seemingly young boy actually had great power and foresight.
Some time ago, after the other members of the Phoenix Society had a meeting with Jon, Ranke used some special channels to inquire about what happened at the meeting.
Now, Jon's identity was no longer a secret to most of the members of the Phoenix Society. But it was strange that many people knew that Jon was a descendant of the Hufflepuff family, but no one knew that Helga Hufflepuff, the legendary witch, still existed in the world.
For some reason, no one talked about this matter. Everyone kept silent about this matter out of a strange tacit understanding. After all, it was Dumbledore's arrangement. Even if someone really opposed it, it was not good to say anything.
Moreover, even until now, Jon had not done anything.
He only talked to Sirius Black on the day of the meeting, but no one knew the specific content.
And after that day, Sirius changed his attitude towards Jon.
This was a very strange thing.
But in any case, at least now the members of the Phoenix Society were more accepting of Jon's attitude. Because of the past and the recent events, Ranke carried out Jon's orders very thoroughly.
Not to mention that Joanne did not need any protection.
That woman looked like an ordinary Muggle, but in fact, she was even more of a threat to the Wizard than he was to the Wizard. Who would carry a targeted killing weapon with them?
Ranke held a piece of grass in his mouth and casually leaned against the wall of the courtyard. He seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but in fact, his spirit was firmly locked on Harry.
Jon was right. The person sent by Dumbledore to protect Harry was indeed unreliable. He did not know why this guy was accepted into the Phoenix Society.
He silently ridiculed in his heart, but did not make any comments on the matter itself.
After all, this person was personally brought in by Dumbledore. Although he was usually unreliable, he did have some ability to inquire about information.
But to let him protect people — it had to be said that Dumbledore did choose the wrong person.
While he was thinking about this in his mind, he suddenly felt the surrounding air become cold.
There was movement.
He suddenly opened his eyes and found that across the street, Mrs. Feig had also run out of the house.
She seemed very anxious..
This kind of ominous premonition was also synchronized with Rank's Spirit Omen.
And in the villa not far away, Jon also felt it.
The main reason was that when the Dementors appeared, there were often some effects, such as changes to the surrounding environment, lowering the temperature, and so on. It was difficult not to notice.
He did not do anything. He just looked up, and then lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the table.
After all, this kind of thing did not require him to do anything. It was just a Dementors. Ranke could easily deal with them.
Even without Ranke, Harry could deal with them by himself.
"So you don't want to go and have a look?"
Joanne looked at the abnormal fluctuation shown by the instrument in her hand and asked.
Lille was not here. He had something to do, and Ranke was also sent out by Jon. As early as when Jon assigned the task, she had already heard about the Dementors. But she also had some understanding of the Dementors. Even if Ranke went to deal with them, it would still be very dangerous. "I don't need to go.
It's just a Dementors. Although it's a little dangerous, as long as they use the Guardian Spell quickly, it won't be a big problem. To be honest, I think it's unnecessary for Ranke to go out and help this time. If it weren't for the fact that I'm really afraid that something might go wrong, at this time, we should all be here waiting for Harry to drive away the Dementors he encountered. But you have to be careful in this place. No matter who drives the Dementors away in the end, it has to be Harry. "
"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
Joanne nodded and did not say anything. She walked to the window and looked at the place with the dim light of the street lamp. She could not see anything clearly. The fog and darkness blocked most of the scene.
"Who should be the one protecting the Dementors here?"
"Mundungus, I'm not sure. Anyway, he's not very reliable. I've already reminded Dumbledore, but Dumbledore still insisted on letting him come. There's nothing I can do. He always thinks that everyone is trustworthy. How should I say this? For people of his age, the older they get, the kinder they feel the people around them are."
"Are you saying that he's old and senile?"
"I didn't say that."
Jon gently knocked on the table. Sensing that the Dementors outside suddenly disappeared, he also stood up from the table in front of him.
"But this Guardian Spell should be Harry. It seems that our little savior is quite capable. He doesn't rely on others for everything."
"There are many things that can stimulate one's potential between life and death. Even ordinary people are like this, let alone Wizard.
Besides, driving away the Dementors is just a matter of using the Guardian Spell. "
Joanne was now very calm. As a writer who knew the world of magic very well, she was no longer the young person who wanted to be Wizard.
"By the way, if you were asked to be Wizard now, would you be willing?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because this kind of thing is always dangerous. I still have a lot of important things to do now. I can't put everything down and gamble on an incomplete possibility. If something happens, wouldn't all my work be in vain?"
For people in this world, concern and burden were often the same thing. After all, Joanne was not like Filch and Smith, who had nothing to worry about, but Joanne had something she wanted to do.
"Rank is monitoring over there. He will report what happened over there. We don't have to wait here. Let's go back and do it. It's a little cold by the window."
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