Chapter 552 Arabella Figg

Vision, hearing, and temperature all recovered, and the originally lifeless, cold and hopeless world suddenly became alive.

Harry stood motionless, all the senses in his body throbbing to adapt to the sudden change. After a while, he realized that his T-shirt was stuck to his body and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

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

"Meow~"

With a meow from Mr. Paws, the group of cats and dogs that came to help dispersed in an instant, leaving only Xueer, Mao Mao and Mr. Paws himself. The three cats were squatting side by side, tilted. He looked at Harry who was still in a daze.

"thank you all."

Harry, who was awakened by Mr. Claw's cry, bowed to them sincerely and thanked them, and then looked around, looking for Kicks.

But except for Dudley, who was still curled up on the ground, sobbing and shaking, there was nothing else nearby.

Turning back to look at Mr. Paws, Xue'er and Maomao, the three cats were squatting on the ground, licking their paws leisurely. They didn't look like their companions were in trouble at all.

It looks like Kick wasn't here from the beginning.

Thinking this, Harry couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

If these little animals were harmed or even had an accident because of him, he would feel very guilty and would not be able to explain to Fish who asked them to help.

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

Should I also learn to be an Animagus?

Harry, who was out of danger, muttered to himself that although the Patronus Charm could repel or even kill dementors, it required too much of the wizard's presence. If it hadn't been for the help of Fish's friends today, he wouldn't have been able to do it. He was already kissed by a dementor...

Animagus is safer, and his father and godfather are both Animagus. If he doesn't learn it, it seems a bit unjustifiable.

Just when Harry was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard heavy running footsteps behind him. He immediately instinctively raised his wand and turned sharply to face the newcomer.

Mrs. Figg, their eccentric old neighbor, appeared breathlessly in front of Harry. Next to her was Kicker, the cat that Harry had been unable to find before.

"Meow~"

Mr. Paws barked again and ran to Mrs. Figg's side with the other two cats.

They touched noses with Kicks first, then circled around Mrs. Figg's feet and rubbed gently against her calves.

Harry was stunned for a while before he remembered to put his wand back into his pocket.

result……

"Stop hiding, silly boy!" screamed Mrs. Figg. "What if there are still some of them around? Oh, I must kill Mundungus Fletcher!"

She looked a little embarrassed because of the violent running, her gray and white hair spilled out from the hairnet, a jingling mesh bag hung on her wrist, and her feet almost slipped out of the thick plaid slippers. .

However, Harry had no time to care about this. He widened his eyes and asked with confusion: "What?"

"He's gone!" said Mrs. Figg, wringing her hands. "To see a man about a batch of cauldrons that fell off a broomstick! I told him that if he dared to go, I would live. Skin him and look at the result now! "

She quickly spoke a bunch of terms that could only be heard in the wizarding world, which made Harry stunned for a moment.

And Mrs. Figg continued to chatter: "Thankfully I asked Kick to tip me off! Oh, we don't have time to stand around here! Harry, we have to send you back quickly! Oh, now What a trouble! I have to kill him!"

Mrs. Figg screamed another curse, and Harry knew she was referring to the man named Mundungus.

"You...you are a wizard?!"

Harry felt that his head was a little confused. Mrs. Figg gave him as much shock as the two dementors he had just met in the alley.

"I'm a squib. Mundungus knows everything, so how can I help you drive away the dementors? He ran away on his own, leaving you without cover. I also reminded him..."

It was obvious that Mrs. Figg had a strong opinion of the Mundungus, as she continued to complain as she explained to Harry.

Her performance at this time completely subverted her previous weird image. She spoke quickly and urgently, and it took Harry a long time to digest the information in her words.

Mrs. Figg is a squib. She and a wizard named Mundungus Fletcher have been secretly protecting her safety. It’s just that today the wizard named Mundungus left for something, and it seemed that he was going to conduct a The deal with the Crucible…

As a result, while he was away, Harry was attacked by dementors.

"Thanks to Fish!" Mrs. Figg was full of praise for a certain little fur cat. "If he hadn't tamed the animals nearby, I wouldn't have been able to save you. I don't have much ability. I can't even give a The tea bag will not deform. ”

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

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

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

But Dudley didn't know whether he couldn't move or didn't want to move at all. He was still lying on the ground, trembling all over, his face was ashen, and his mouth was tightly closed.

"Let me do it." Harry stepped forward and pulled Dudley up from the ground with Mrs. Figg.

Dudley seemed to faint at any time, his little eyes rolled around in his eye sockets, and beads of sweat oozed out of his face. As soon as Harry let go of his hand, he shook and seemed to fall.

"Hurry up!" Mrs. Figg said anxiously.

Harry grabbed one of Dudley's extremely thick arms, put it on his shoulders, and dragged him forward. Dudley's weight pressed him so hard that he couldn't even straighten his back. Mrs. Figg stumbled ahead of them, watching the movement around the corner with vigilance.

On their way back, Harry saw Mundungus, a short and fat wizard with shabby clothes and the stink of cigarettes and alcohol.

When he Apparated in front of Harry, Mrs. Figg immediately rushed up with the net bag in her hand, swearing at Mundungus and hitting him with the net bag.

After a series of beatings and scolding, Mundungus, who was in the wrong, used Apparition again to leave and ran to report what happened here to Dumbledore.

"I really hope Dumbledore takes his life!" Mrs. Figg stared at the place where Mundungus disappeared, and said angrily: "Well, let's go, Harry, what are you waiting for?"

Under the protection of Mrs. Figg and four cats, Harry breathlessly helped Dudley to the door of the Dursleys' house.

"Okay, go in, stay here." Mrs. Figg, who told Harry a lot of things along the way, said, "I think someone will contact you soon."

Harry wanted to ask more about the wizarding world.

However, before he finished speaking, Mrs. Figg had already said good night and trotted away.

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