I swung a sword at Hogwarts

A fear that came from the soul welled up in Harry, which made him very uncomfortable.

Just then, the sound of heavy running footsteps was heard.

Harry started, instinctively raised his wand, and turned sharply to face that direction.

Dudley was lifted up by the force and fell straight down on his butt.

He thought it was the man in the darkness who came out, but the result was unexpected.

Mrs. Figg, the old neighbor with a weird temper.

She appeared in front of them, breathless, with her gray and white hair hanging out of her hairnet and a jingling net bag hanging from her wrist.

Harry subconsciously wanted to hide his wand.

"Don't hide, silly child!" Mrs. Figg was heard screaming. "What if there are any of their people around? Oh, I must kill Mundungus Fletcher!"

"What?" asked Harry, confused; he didn't even know Mundungus Fletcher.

If he had been to Knockturn Alley, he would have recognized it.

The guy who cares about even a single knut.

"He left!" Mrs. Figg said angrily. "He said he felt a look that frightened him, and the coward ran away in fear. It was just a guess."

"And now, Dementors! Fortunately, I asked Tit-Tit to tip me off. Oh, we don't have time to stand here, Harry, we have to send you back quickly. I must kill Mundungus!"

"But..." The strange, cat-loving Mrs. Figg actually knew about Dementors. Harry was as surprised as he had just encountered two Dementors. "You are a wizard?"

Harry suddenly thought of the black thread and asked doubtfully, "Was it you just now?"

"I'm a Squib and Mundungus knows everything. How can I help you drive away the Dementors?" Mrs. Figg shook her head. "He ran away on his own, leaving you without any cover. I warned him."

"This Mundungus has been following me? Wait, Apparition?" Harry remembered the loud noise and immediately understood.

"Yes, fortunately I arranged for Tit-Tit to hide under a car, and fortunately it was not fed too fat by John Wick." Mrs. Figg screamed, "But when I got to your house, you were gone. Oh, what would Dumbledore say?"

With that, Mrs. Figg told Dudley to get up quickly in dissatisfaction.

Harry didn't expect Mrs. Figg to know Dumbledore, and he subconsciously ignored the name John.

"Of course I know Dumbledore. Who doesn't know Dumbledore?" Mrs. Figg said, "Leave quickly. I can't help them if they come back."

She urged Harry to leave.

Harry was frightened by the black thread, and hurried back to the Dursleys' house with Dudley.

On the way back, Mrs. Figg asked him not to put away his wand.

I didn't care about the "Statute of Secrecy". Anyway, anyone who used magic would be punished. The most important thing was to protect my own life.

Harry was curious about Mrs. Figg. He was exhausted and panting. "Why didn't you tell me before that you were a Squib? I went to your house so many times, why didn't you say a word?"

He felt like he knew nothing, not even that his neighbor was a Squib.

How many things are there that I don’t know?

Mrs. Figg felt sorry for Harry, but Dumbledore had told her to just keep an eye on him and not say anything else.

She also had to pretend that she didn't like Harry, for fear that the Dursleys would never let Harry come to their home again.

Finally, Mrs. Figg brought up Mundungus again, "That coward, he promised Dumbledore to be on duty, where is he, how should I report this to Dumbledore?"

She can't Apparate and is struggling with this matter.

Harry offered to lend her his own owl for debriefing.

At the same time, Harry also knew that the black thread was not made by Mrs. Figg, nor by that Mundungus, so who was it?

Just as he was thinking this, there was a sharp explosion, and Mundungus finally dared to come back.

Mrs. Figg wanted to kill the coward at that moment, but Mundungus said with a bitter face, "You have no idea how terrible that man is. If he sees me, he will kill me!"

"Dementors, Harry encountered Dementors! You useless coward!" The net bag filled with canned cat food was thrown at Mundungus, making him scream.

He couldn't believe it and said, "Dementors? Why are they here?"

He shielded his head with his arms and said, "Just be glad Harry is alright. Did you solve it?"

"No, it's not me." Harry looked at the guy who suddenly appeared. It should be Mundungus. He said depressedly: "Someone is there, I don't know who it is."

At this point, Mrs. Figg didn't care about hitting anyone.

She urged Harry to return quickly, and Mundungus hurried off to tell Dumbledore.

After arriving at Privet Drive, Mrs. Figg decided not to follow Harry. She wanted to wait for further instructions, so she went home.

Harry was left with Dudley, walking slowly towards the Dursleys' house.

He didn't notice that in the unlit attic of Wick's house, a pair of eyes were staring at him.

"It's really a treasure."

John stood at the window, his expression indifferent.

Dumbledore really cares about Harry and has arranged almost his entire life from childhood to adulthood.

I don’t know whether such a life should be envied or pitied.

"You conceited fellow, do you think you can take care of everything?"

Looking at the direction where Mundungus left, John had a sneer on his face.

"Mundungus, I have been very kind to you."

Usually, I just turned a blind eye to Mundungus' behavior.

At that time, I felt that I needed to reassure Dumbledore.

But now, he didn't want anyone to put a nail in Johnny Silverhand's heart.

During this period, he had people take over many of Mundungus's work, gradually sidelining his position.

Mundungus thought he was valued, so he just became a hands-off boss and worked for Dumbledore whenever he had time.

Little did he know that it was a cool breeze one meter away from the edge of the cliff, and the next step would be to be kicked out by Silver Hand Johnny.

"I've treated you well, but you don't know how to be grateful."

John was a little confused. If Dumbledore was really good to Mundungus, he wouldn't have lived in poverty before he met John.

With Dumbledore's power and prestige, it would be easy for him to give Mundungus a decent job, or does Mundungus just not like working?

It was he who gave Mundungus all this, the comfortable house, the countless galleons, the ostentatious power.

All this can’t win Mundungus’ loyalty?

He is such a mean person. He gladly accepts anything that is good to him. Just one word from Dumbledore is enough to make him go back happily.

"If you don't want it, don't ask for it."

John saw an owl flying towards the Dursleys' house, and it seemed to be enjoying the fun.

John wanted to see how Dumbledore would protect Harry when he used magic outside of school.

With a thought, John's figure gradually disappeared.

He used the Disillusionment Charm, wanting to see the excitement at the Dursleys' house.

...

The Dursleys.

The couple was shocked when they saw their sick son.

Vernon could no longer maintain his good temper and he roared loudly at Harry.

"What did you do to my son?" Vernon thought. He had given in so softly, but in the end Harry still hurt Dudley.

"Nothing." Harry looked at Uncle Vernon, who had dropped his disguise.

The two people had an argument, and at this moment, an owl flew in.

He dropped the large parchment envelope at Harry's feet and walked away gracefully.

Harry opened the envelope and was stunned when he saw the letter inside.

"Dear Mr. Potter:

We have received intelligence that you cast the Patronus Charm in the presence of a Muggle in a Muggle-inhabited area at 9:23 this evening.

This behavior is a serious violation of the "Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act", and you have been expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Ministry of Magic will soon send a representative to your residence to destroy your wand.

......"

Chapter 262 Penny's Roaring Letter and Dismissal

Harry's expression was dazed, his mind was cold and blank.

His mind was pierced with a paralyzing dart, and he was expelled from Hogwarts.

It was all over, he could never go back.

Vernon was still yelling, but Harry didn't want to pay any attention.

His mind gradually came back to him and he remembered that the Ministry of Magic was going to destroy his wand.

He had to escape, without delay.

He didn't want his wand to be destroyed, but where could he go?

He was also warned when he was in the third grade.

Why was nothing wrong that time?

Oh, right.

That's because Fudge was there, and it was Fudge who protected him.

Harry tried to run away, but Vernon was still yelling at him to explain himself.

"Get out of the way!" Harry didn't care about anything else.

"You must stay here and tell me the truth about why my son..."

"If you don't get out of the way I'm going to cast a spell on you," said Harry, raising his wand.

John fell into deep thought after seeing this scene, and Harry was forced into a corner.

He just sat on the sofa and no one noticed him at all.

Harry was still confronting Vernon, threatening to cast a spell.

There was a loud bang, which startled everyone.

It wasn't Harry who did it; an owl had hit the glass.

The owl stretched out one leg tenaciously, with a small roll of parchment on it.

Harry untied it and opened it as if it were his last hope.

John leaned over to take a look. It was from Arthur Weasley.

It said that Dumbledore had rushed to the Ministry of Magic to investigate the whole incident, and asked Harry not to leave the Dursleys, not to use magic or hand over his wand.

"Dumbledore, you really treat the Ministry of Magic as your own."

John sneered in his heart, saying that he didn't want power, but he was using power everywhere.

There is even an attitude that it is superior to the Ministry of Magic.

Harry seemed to have found a magic needle to stabilize his mind. He didn't want to leave.

But Vernon was completely furious.

Harry calmed down a lot and told them the reason.

When he mentioned Dementors, Aunt Petunia turned pale and said that Dementors were the guards guarding Azkaban prison.

Everyone looked at her as Vernon listened to Petunia's explanation.

After a while, another owl flew over.

This time it was an owl from the Ministry of Magic, and it brought good news. They would not break Harry's wand for the time being, nor would they expel him from school, but he still had to go to trial.