时间：2020 01-29 作者：ybyudfc 浏览量：97761
An awful voice filled the kitchen, echoing in the confined space, issuing from the burning letter on the table.
'He must have sent them,' said Harry quietly, more to himself than to Uncle Vernon.
Moody was rummaging in his cloak, his gnarled hands clumsy with cold.
Harry took a deep, steadying breath. His head was beginning to ache again. He wanted more than anything to get out of the kitchen, and away from the Dursleys.
Harry darted forwards to pick up the letter, but Aunt Petunia beat him to it.
'Was,' muttered Dudley unexpectedly, and Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia instantly made flapping gestures at Harry to quieten him while they both bent low over Dudley.
'Oho! They were coming to arrest you!' said Uncle Vernon, with the triumphant air of a man reaching an unassailable conclusion. That's it, isn't it, boy? You're on the run from the law!'
'I did the Patronus Charm to get rid of the Dementors,' he said, forcing himself to remain calm. 'It's the only thing that works against them.'
'Because I did magic.'
'Time to start the descent!' came Lupin's voice. 'Follow Tonks, Harry!'
'DUDLEY!' roared Uncle Vernon. 'I want to know exactly what happened to my son!'
Up and down he paced, consumed with anger and frustration, grinding his teeth and clenching his fists, casting angry looks out at the empty, star-strewn sky every time he passed the window. Dementors sent to get him, Mrs Figg and Mundungus Fletcher tailing him in secret, then suspension from Hogwarts and a hearing at the Ministry of Magic - and still no one was telling him what was going on.
Harry touched down right behind her and dismounted on a patch of unkempt grass in the middle of a small square Tonks was already unbuckling Harry's trunk. Shivering, Harry looked around. The grimy fronts of the surrounding houses were not welcoming; some of them had broken windows, glimmering dully in the light from the streetlamps, paint was peeling from many of the doors and heaps of rubbish lay outside several sets of front steps.。