The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 550

Latest website: Vision, hearing, and temperature have all recovered, and the world that was once lifeless and gloomy and hopeless suddenly came alive.

Harry stood motionless, all his senses throbbing in response to the sudden change. It took him a while to realize that his T-shirt was stuck to him, and he was soaked with sweat.

He couldn't believe what had just happened. Dementors appear here, in Little Whinging.

"Meow~"

With Mr. Paw's meow, the group of cats and dogs who came to help dispersed in an instant, leaving only Cher, Mao Mao and Mr. Paw himself. The three cats squatted side by side, crooked. His head looked at Harry, who was still in a daze.

"thank you all."

Harry was called back to God by Mr. Claw's cry, bowed to them sincerely, thanked them, and then looked around, looking for Kicking.

But there was nothing nearby except Dudley, still curled up on the ground sobbing and trembling.

Turning back to look at Mr. Paws, Cher, and Mao Mao, the three cats were squatting on the ground at this time, licking their paws leisurely, not like their companions had an accident at all.

It looks like Kick was not here in the first place.

Harry heaved a long sigh of relief as he thought so.

If these little animals were hurt or even unexpectedly due to his reasons, he would feel very guilty, and he would not be able to explain to Fish who called them to help.

Fortunately, although dementors are very scary to humans, they don't seem to be threatening to animals.

Should I learn an Animagus too?

Harry, who was out of danger, murmured to himself that although the Patronus Charm can repel or even kill the Dementors, it requires too much of the wizard's presence. If it wasn't for the help of Fisch's friends today, he might not be able to. I was already kissed by a Dementor...

Or Animagus is more secure, and his father and godfather are Animagus, if he doesn't learn it, it seems a bit unreasonable.

Just when Harry was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of heavy running footsteps behind him. Immediately he instinctively raised his wand and turned sharply to face the newcomer.

Mrs Figg, their erratic old neighbour, appeared panting before Harry. Beside her was the cat Kick that Harry hadn't been able to find before.

"Meow~"

Mr. Paw called out again and ran to Mrs. Figg's side with the other two cats.

First they touched the tip of the nose with the kick, then they circled around Mrs Figg's feet, rubbing lightly against her calf.

Harry froze for a moment before remembering to put his wand back in his pocket.

result……

"Don't hide, silly boy!" screamed Mrs. Figg. "What if they're still around? Oh, I have to kill Mundungus Fletcher!"

She looked a little embarrassed because of the violent running, her gray and white hair was scattered from the hairnet, a dinging mesh bag was hanging on her wrist, and both feet were about to slip out of the thick plaid slippers. .

However, Harry didn't have the time to pay attention to this. He widened his eyes and asked in confusion: "What?"

"He's gone!" said Mrs. Figg, wringing her hands, "to meet a man about a batch of cauldrons that fell from broomsticks! I told him that if he dared to go, I would live Skin him and look at it now! Dementor!"

Her mouth quickly said a long list of terms that can only be heard in the wizarding world, and Harry was stunned for a moment.

And Mrs Figg went on chattering: "Thank goodness I called Kick to tip me off! Oops, we don't have time to stand around here! Harry, we gotta get you back! Oh, this will be What trouble! I have to kill him!"

Mrs Figg screamed again and Harry knew she was scolding the Mundungus.

"You...you're a wizard?!"

Harry felt a little confused in his head, and Mrs. Figg was as shocked as he had just encountered two Dementors in the alley.

"I'm a Squib, and Mundungus knows everything, so how could I possibly help you get rid of the Dementors? He ran off on his own, leaving you with no cover, and I warned him..."

Apparently, Mrs Figg had a strong opinion of the Mundungus, and she continued to complain as she explained to Harry.

Her performance at this time completely subverted the weird image of the past. She spoke quickly and quickly, and it took Harry a lot of effort to digest the information in her words.

Mrs. Figg is a squib. She and a wizard named Mundungus Fletcher have been secretly protecting their own safety, but today the wizard named Mundungus has something to leave. It seems to be going on. The Crucible deal...

As a result, Harry was attacked by Dementors in the gap between his departure.

"It's all thanks to Fish!" Mrs. Figg was full of praise for a certain kitten. "I wouldn't have been able to save you if he hadn't subdued the nearby animals. Tea bags will not deform."

"I just didn't expect that using animals to deal with dementors would be so effective. This matter must be told to Dumbledore, so that even if the dementors join the mysterious man, the threat will be greatly reduced." to Dudley's side.

Mrs. Figg bent down, and with her wrinkled hands grabbed one of Dudley's fat arms and pulled hard.

"Stand up, you big useless fool. Get up!"

But Dudley didn't know if he couldn't move or if he didn't want to move at all, or lay on the ground, shaking, his face ashen, his mouth tightly closed.

"I'll do it." Harry stepped forward and dragged Dudley off the ground with Mrs Figg.

Dudley seemed to pass out at any moment, his tiny eyes rolling in their sockets, and beads of sweat dripping from his face. As soon as Harry let go, he shook as if about to fall.

"Come on!" said Mrs Figg eagerly.

Harry grabbed Dudley's massive arm, put it on his shoulder, and dragged him forward. Dudley's weight was so heavy he couldn't straighten his waist. Mrs Figg stumbled ahead of them, watching the movement in the corner warily.

On their way back, Harry met Mundungus, a squat, shabby wizard who stinks of tobacco and alcohol.

When he Apparated in front of Harry, Mrs. Figg rushed forward, waving the mesh bag in her hand, screaming at Mundungus, and smashing the other side with the mesh bag in the face.

After a series of beatings and scoldings, Mundungus, who was justified, used Apparition to leave again, and ran to report what happened here to Dumbledore.

"Wish Dumbledore took his life!" said Mrs Figg angrily, staring at where Mundungus had disappeared. "Okay, let's go, Harry, what are you waiting for?"

Under the **** of Mrs. Figg and the four cats, Harry panted Dudley to the Dursley's door~www.mtlnovel.com~ Well, go in, stay and don't come out. ' said Mrs Figg, who told Harry many things along the way: 'I think someone will be in touch with you soon. "

Harry also wanted to inquire about something more related to the wizarding world.

But he was only halfway through when Mrs. Figg said good night and trotted away.

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