A deep, gruff voice.
This voice was very familiar to Harry because he had taught him for a school year.
It's Moody.
Harry suddenly remembered Altdorf's disguise as Moody, which made him even more nervous.
"Professor Moody?" he asked uncertainly.
Moody said gruffly: "Professors don't teach. I don't know. I haven't been sober for a long time. That level is too bad."
Even though some time had passed, Moody still couldn't help but wonder when he talked about being controlled by the Confusion Curse.
Harry's nervous heart finally dropped as the second voice sounded.
"No problem, Harry, we're here to take you away."
It's Lupine!
Harry's heart was beating wildly again, but this time it was beating with joy.
His favorite professor, Professor Lupine, is also his father's friend.
This sound can bring him a lot of security.
Lupine looked much tired. He was not as energetic as he was at school, as if he had been running business for several days without sleeping.
He wore his best clothes, but they were a bit old.
Lu Ping has been busy with some things in the past year.
But when he looked at Harry, a bright smile broke out on his face.
Harry was full of doubts and smiled at Lupine.
"He looks just like I originally thought." Among the people, the witch who raised her wand high said.
The witch looks like the youngest among several people, with a pale heart-shaped face, sparkling black eyes, and short nail-like hair of a bright violet color.
"Hello, Harry." She greeted Harry with a smile, looking lively and funny.
"Ah, I see what you mean, Remus," said a dark-skinned, bald wizard standing at the back.
His voice was low and slow, and he had a gold cup on one ear. He looked at Harry with scrutiny and nostalgia in his eyes, "He looks exactly like James."
"Except for those eyes," said another silver-haired wizard with a whistling voice, "those are Lily's eyes."
It was almost a meet-and-greet, the kind you would find at a relative's house.
He was the kid who was pulled out, and he was introducing those relatives.
Lupine and the others were here to pick up Harry's escorts, and Moody was not at ease. He hoped to let Harry prove himself.
As a victim of disguise, Moody has twelve cautions in this regard.
There is nothing wrong with that.
Lupine asked Harry, "Harry, what does your Patronus look like?"
"A stag," Harry said nervously.
Lupine could confirm, this was Harry.
Being watched by so many people made Harry a little nervous.
He stuck his wand into the back pocket of his jeans, earning a snarl from Moody.
"Don't stick your wand in there! You know, wizards better than you have burned their asses off!"
This neurotic character is very Moody, and Harry felt that Altdorf's Moody was too restrained.
At least Altdorf didn't think the wand would explode and catch fire if stuck in the back.
The violet-haired woman was very interested in the wizard who had his butt burned off with a wand, and asked, "Do you know who had his butt burned off?"
"It's none of your business, just don't put your wand in your pants pocket!"
At least to a woman's ears, this sounds like a tough talk, and her eyes will roll to the sky.
As he was preparing to leave, Harry learned that the violet-haired woman had sent the Dursleys a fake award letter through the Muggle post office.
He secretly admired the other party's intelligence.
I can't wait to get out of here.
But it would take some time, Lupine told him, and he needed to wait for a signal.
While waiting, Harry also got to know the wizard who came.
Moody needs no introduction, he has been teaching Harry for a year.
However, most of the time it was Aldolf who pretended to be one.
The violet haired woman's name was Nymphadora Tonks.
However, she didn't really like people calling her by her first name, preferring to be called Tonks.
The dark one is Kingsley Shacklebolt.
There are others, Ephias Dorje, Dedalo Digo, Emmeline Vance, Stourge Podmore, Hestia Jones.
They all volunteered to pick Harry up.
Harry also wanted to ask some questions, such as about Voldemort.
But before he finished saying the name, they all booed him.
Moody told him to shut up.
Harry was puzzled.
"You can't say anything here, it's too dangerous." Moody explained, his magic eyes still turning vigilantly.
Suddenly, his eyes turned outward, and Moody asked, "That one?"
Harry looked in the direction of his finger and saw a house much larger than the Dursley's.
He was in a trance and said, "That's John's home."
"John? John Wick?"
Moody became serious and Lupine looked complicated.
Harry wondered at their expressions, had something happened?
But Moody didn't say anything, just looked at him silently and turned his head.
Lupine sighed, and Harry felt very irritated. Again, he didn't know anything.
But Lupine told him that he would ride back on his broom later. This was good news. At least he knew how to get back, right?
Harry went up to pack his luggage, but Tonks saw that he was in a bad mood. She was a Metamorphmagus, so she simply changed her hair color to make Harry laugh.
Unfortunately, after learning that Tonks was a Metamorphmagus, Harry thought about Altdorf, and his mood became even worse.
After packing their bags, Harry and Tonks got down again.
At this time, a red spark lit up in the sky outside.
is a signal.
Moody hit Harry hard on the head, like cracking an egg, as if something cold flowed from the wand into Harry's body.
Illusion spell.
The first time Harry used it, it felt so magical that he remembered John's invisibility.
"The invisibility cloak will be blown around on the broomstick. It's not very close-fitting. Use the Disillusionment Charm to disguise you better." Moody said, making Tonks couldn't help but praise loudly.
The second signal came, a green spark.
Moody unlocked the back door and they went out one by one.
Harry was excited because he was finally no longer alone.
This exciting mood lasted for a while.
Although Moody was very vigilant about assigning tasks, he did not expect that there was a magical presence on the roof of John Wick.
The three people who flew up first fell down like dumplings.
From the attic, a dog's head poked out and barked at them.
It's Tom.
...
August 12th is the day of Harry's trial, when arguments will be held in the Wizengamot.
John planned to reduce Dumbledore's power that day.
"Even if you are Dumbledore, you still have to pay a price."
His eyes narrowed dangerously, taking this opportunity to strike at Dumbledore's position as principal.
Even if he can't be pulled down directly, he still needs to make a huge concession.
In John's mind, Dumbledore's figure and the burning fire flashed.
His breathing became rapid, and when he reacted, things around him began to float.
"I didn't expect that I can't wait so hard."
Touching his heart, John said to himself.
...
Some people died, but not completely...
