Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 279: Unwelcome guests

"Click"

Perhaps because of the sudden cooling of the environment, a crack suddenly appeared in the window glass facing the street, and it continued to spread downward. Fastest update

As the cracks continued to spread, the piece of glass was finally overwhelmed, and it turned into fragments on the ground with a sound.

The next moment, the brothers and sisters around it burst open as if responding to it. The shards of glass that should have been glittering and glittering were inconspicuous in the dimly lit room, splashing and clattering, covering the entire ground near the window.

The first piece of glass may have been cracked due to the sudden temperature change, but this time later, it seemed to have suffered some kind of impact.

In the moment when the three Dursleys cried and shouted, Harry subconsciously drew out his wand and pointed the tip of the wand in the direction of the window.

"Don't use magic, someone will pick you up soon."

At this very urgent moment, the words on the note sent by the Barn Owl just flashed through Harry's mind.

"Did Mr. Weasley know this would happen in advance?"

He didn't have time to think about it, but suddenly a...no, several familiar figures appeared in the originally dark window!

The chill seems to be heavier.

"What's there?" Uncle Vernon's shout was almost hoarse, and the fear in his tone seemed to overflow at any moment.

"Is it... a dementor?" Aunt Petunia trembled, hugging her arms.

At this moment, Harry almost thought that Muggles could see the outline outside the window, but when the next second came, he realized that the Dursleys were just guessing.

"Boom!"

With the sudden loud noise, the window frame with the latch inserted was instantly knocked open by a strong force, and several tall figures floated in through the window with their heads bowed.

The Dursleys were obviously taken aback, but their eyes remained on the opened window, and there was no sign of seeing the hooded monsters coming in.

Harry held up his wand, the fingers that clenched the handle of the wand lost their blood because of the force.

At this moment, he must expend great willpower to restrain his impulse to cast the patron saint spell.

One, two, three, four, five... five dementors!

In the past, in order for them to practice the patron saint spell, Maca would bring a dementor every day for them to practice combat, and would change an energetic practice object every day.

If I have to say, he has actually seen many dementors.

But maybe it's because he's been nervous all the time, or it's because of the lack of contrast. Until now, when five dementors gathered around him at the same time, he realized that these dementors were not all the same as he had remembered.

Although they are all wearing tattered black hooded cloaks, and their fingers that look like corpses are also very hideous, but in fact, each one is different.

Harry kept backing up under the pressure of these five dementors, but in a short while he was forced to lean against the wall, and there was no way back!

"This can't be done... If it doesn't work, then you can only cast the Patronus Curse."

Harry tightened his lips, panting heavily, and the white mist from his mouth and nose almost touched the head of the dementor's chest.

What to do? Do you want to use it? As it stands now, I have to use it!

The dementors gathered little by little, and the strong cold made him get goose bumps, and a desperate breath was constantly infecting his tight nerves.

No way! If this goes on, I can’t use it if I want to use it!

Harry's wand was resting on his chest, and the clenched right hand made the tip of the wand tremble constantly, trying to defend the last few inches of hope.

Suddenly, Harry took a deep breath, then yelled: "Call God"

"Ding Dong"

The mantra in his mouth was only halfway through when it was interrupted by a sudden doorbell.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong"

The doorbell rang unhurriedly, making it particularly abrupt at this urgent moment.

This feeling is like being at an extremely important exam site. When the invigilator just walked by your side, someone suddenly gave you an answer cheat sheet.

Maybe you really want to take it over, but you don’t have the courage to bear the heart!

"Aunt Petunia! Open the door!"

As Shijai Harry stepped back, the Dursleys stared at him like a monster; and when the doorbell rang suddenly, the couple trembled with fright.

You want them to open the door? What is this kidding?

"Boom!"

No trouble here, because the door panel has been "unloaded" by people outside and flew directly to the center of the living room.

"Keep it light! Don't you need to pay?"

An unusually familiar voice sounded from outside the door, and Harry felt like tears were about to shed.

"Lai Ni doesn't care! You are the one who pays the compensation, Maca!"

"Of course I lost it! Do you have any money? You...Oh! Good afternoon, everyone, I'm really bothering to come here at this time..."

In the horrified sight of the Dursleys, two figures, one tall and one short, walked in from the dark gate. The atmosphere of strolling in the courtyard seemed to be really just a visitor here.

"...Please allow me to introduce myself," the visitor nodded slightly and smiled, "My name is Maca McLean."

Although the words were spoken, Maca's actions did not lag in the slightest.

I saw a silver-white radiance suddenly appeared on his right hand, and dense light particles lingered between his fingers, like a ray of silver flame.

As he stretched out his hand and waved, the flame immediately swayed out, turning into an eagle in the air, and suddenly passing in front of Harry.

In just an instant, the five dementors were knocked out and fell into the corner of the living room like a ball of rags.

In an instant, the originally dim and silent space seemed to have been completely shattered, and the entire living room was lit up. The setting sun outside the window sprinkled into the room again, coating everything around it with a layer of gold.

Only the broken window and the door that fell on the ground kept telling the Dursleys that everything just now was not a nightmare.

"...Maca."

Suddenly Harry felt his whole body loose, and slid against the wall and sat on the floor. He was about to faint.

"Sleep you [beep] [beep], get up and hi!"

Maca walked up to him, took out a white potion bottle, pulled out the cork, and poured it into his mouth.

"...cough cough cough...cough cough..." Harry seemed to be choking, and after a violent cough, he stuck his tongue out and said, "Oh! Maca...this thing is too bitter... …"

Although he was complaining, there was a cheerful smile on his face, as if he was thinking of something happy.

"Right?" Maca nodded while retracting the potion bottle, "It's really bitter, I remember Ginny said it before, didn't it?"

As he said, he stood up again and looked around.

"Okay, then next..."

Maca pulled out his wand and waved it lightly. Everything in the room seemed to vibrate, and everything that was damaged flew back like a rewind.

The door panel floated in the air, flew back in the same trajectory just now, and re-installed on the door frame; the window frame that was knocked open by the Dementor closed automatically, and the glass **** on the spot flew back to the window frame again Inside, it turned back to full glass; even the tables, chairs, tablecloths, and dishes that had been collided were restored as before.

When the initial cracks on the piece of glass disappeared, there were no signs of intrusion in the entire living room.

"This...what kind of curse is this?"

Because Maca didn't chant a spell, Harry couldn't even imagine what kind of spell could achieve such an effect. It was just like going back in time.

"Huh?" Maca turned her head and shrugged. "Have you learned it too? This is a repair spell."

"Repair as usual?" Harry said in astonishment.

Maca nodded, opened a chair by the table and sat down as a familiarity, then looked at the Dursleys again.

"Two people, don't you plan to bring me a cup of tea?"

"Who will pour tea for you! You are an illegal invasion! You give me out quickly"

"Vernon."

Mr. Dursley was interrupted by his wife.

"Mike"

"McLean, madam."

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~Mr. McLean..." Petunia forced herself to calm down, and she paused, "Although I am very grateful to you just now... But, can you explain your intentions?"

Maca stared at her for a while, then smiled and said: "I'm here to pick Harry up, I believe you have seen it too, he still doesn't seem to be safe here."

"But...you have nothing to do, what should we do?" Petunia felt that she couldn't calm down at all. She clenched her fist and said excitedly, "Did a dementor come in just now? Where is it now?" Will you come back again?"

Maca waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, madam...There are still people guarding outside, and we will arrange for you to move to a safer place as soon as possible."

He paused, then added specifically: "Of course, I mean...if you agree."

Penny stared at Maca tightly, and after a long time she let go of her clenched hand, turned and walked to the kitchen. On the side, Vernon seemed to have gradually calmed down from the initial panic, but sat on the sofa with a ugly expression.

By the way, Dudley, who had been under the table from the beginning, has not crawled out until now.

Not long after, Petunia brought a teapot and a cup, and poured a cup of hot black tea for Maca.

Perhaps because Maca deliberately put on a high-end Muggle costume, he is actually much more normal than other wizards in the eyes of the Dursleys.

No matter how normal they are, they are still a wizard, which is still unacceptable in the hearts of the Dursleys.

"Thank you, ma'am." Maca held up the teacup and took a sip, "Speaking of which, Madam seemed to have used it."

"Shut up!"

As if she had guessed what Maca was trying to say, Petunia suddenly yelled hysterically, and her sharp voice seemed unusually harsh.