Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 192 Mr. Frondo invades Earth

"Why are you running!"

Cohen was chasing Harry in his slippers, while Harry was running ahead with his suitcase.

"Because you're chasing!" Harry shouted breathlessly.

"That's because you ran first!" Cohen roared.

Harry suddenly remembered the reason for his sudden nervousness - so he slowed down and slowly came to a stop.

I almost ran two blocks.

"What are you two yelling about?"

Mrs. Figg, who was on the side of the road, poked her head out of the house. Cohen didn't have much contact with Mrs. Figg, but he remembered that she was on Dumbledore's side.

"Are you in trouble?"

"No, it's night, night running..." Harry explained uneasily.

Coin caught up with Harry - if it weren't for the difficulty of using Dementor form, Coin would have flown over and pinned Harry to the ground.

"A suitcase for a night run?" Cohen said to Harry fiercely, as Mrs. Figg went back into the house. "I just finished dinner! It's your fault that I have gastroptosis—"

"I have to run away," said Harry dejectedly. "I bewitched my aunt—the Ministry will be here for me soon."

"Am I called 'Ministry of Magic'?" asked Coin.

"what?"

"I'm not the Ministry of Magic, why are you running away?" Cohen said, "I called you to stay at my house, not to send you to Azkaban..."

"But I'm breaking the law..." Harry said what he was thinking. "I'm afraid of causing trouble for Mr. and Mrs. Norton..."

"Then bring trouble to little Norton, Mr. Savior." Cohen pulled Harry back. "Do you think you can avoid everything by running away? It's not easy for the Ministry of Magic to catch a little wizard like you. If you are really afraid of being caught, hide in my trunk. It's full of illegal things."

The whole Privet Drive was very quiet. The Dursleys had already rushed in the other direction to chase Marge. With Arnold's busy operation, all the Muggles along the way were locked in their houses to prevent them from seeing the "balloon man" floating in the sky.

"I'm definitely going to be expelled..." Harry said desperately.

"Not necessarily." Cohen raised his eyebrows. "Have you read the latest newspaper?"

"I can't do anything at the Dursleys'," Harry sighed. "They won't let me let Hedwig out, they won't even let me out."

"A prisoner has escaped from Azkaban, and the Ministry believes his intention is to kill you—do you think the Ministry will expel the savior from the wizarding world just because he flatters his aunt?" Cohen said. "The current Minister is most afraid of public opinion."

"Kill me?" Harry asked. "Why would anyone want to kill me?"

"You have Voldemort to blame," said Coin, as they approached number five, Privet Drive. "I hear the prisoner is one of Voldemort's men."

"Wang! Wang!"

Suddenly, a huge black dog jumped out from the bushes on the side of the road and growled angrily at Cohen.

"What the hell—"

Harry was startled by the sudden movement, for the dog looked as if it were going to pounce and bite them.

[Soul Strength: 28]

Cohen recognized the dog as a human at first glance - Black was probably a little angry after hearing Cohen say to Harry that "Sirius Black is Voldemort's lackey."

It seems that Black's soul has been almost destroyed by the Dementors. His good friend Lupin from the same period has a soul strength of 39.

"Go away!" Edward trotted over to pick up Cohen and made a sound to drive away the black dog.

The black dog gave Edward a deep look, then slouchily disappeared into the hedgerow.

"Come into the house quickly, and Harry, don't panic too much. Arnold will catch up with the Dursley relative soon. It won't have any big impact." Edward said to Cohen and Harry.

"But Mr. Norton—will this—" said Harry stiffly.

"About being fired? No, Arnold and I are good brothers." Edward promised, "Even if the Ministry of Magic really wants to investigate this matter, he can help you falsify the report. Otherwise, I will tell his wife that he went to 'Love in Disarray' last time..."

"What's a swoony?" Harry had never heard of it.

"A nightclub in Diagon Alley," Coin explained. "My dad—"

"I never said I wanted to go!" Edward warned sternly. "Don't mention the name of this shop to your mother."

Edward had passed by this store when he took Cohen to Diagon Alley before, but Edward had never been there because he got married shortly after graduation - but he had expressed curiosity about it.

Edward's promise made Harry feel much more at ease.

It seems that he still has a chance to go back to school.

"But the Dursleys might not be so easy to talk to." Edward took Harry's suitcase and returned home with the two children. "Just pretend you've left and let them calm down for a while. Otherwise, if they know you're next door, they might rush in and cause trouble."

"Meaning that I can..." Harry looked at Edward and Coin expectantly.

"You can stay at my house for the remaining month of this summer vacation," Edward said. "Live next to Cohen's room - I've cleaned it up there. The toilet is next to the stairwell. If you get hungry at night, you can go downstairs and find fish fingers and egg yolks in the refrigerator..."

"But don't finish it," Cohen whispered, leaning over to Harry. "I have a new lion, and he loves fish fingers."

"Great!" said Harry, relieved.

"Oh, by the way, Cohen." Edward suddenly turned to Cohen and said, "After you left just now, Martha's cat, Mr. Frondo, just came through the fireplace - do you have any clues?"

"?"

Cohen's eyes widened, and he immediately began to look around for the chattering cow cat.

On the sofa, it was rolling around in Rose's arms, like an evil creature pretending to be completely harmless.

Why did Mr. Frando catch up with me?!
"Ah, Cohen! I thought about it for a long time before deciding to come to you - for this reason, I specially found a new cat for Martha, hoping that this way she would not be without company..." Mr. Frondo spoke after making eye contact with Cohen.

"Another one?!"

Rose subconsciously threw the cat that spoke human language out.

This time, it was the second talking animal Rose had seen after the Count that was related to Cohen.

"Another one!" Edward was alert to find that the male cat speaking with a London accent had just been lying on his wife's lap, "Another, another..."

No, this cat even lived in Martha's house for the past twelve years!

"Another one?" Harry had met the Earl before, but now there was a talking cat.

Is it common for animals to talk?

"Oh, it was such a sudden fall, Cohen's mother. If I weren't a cat, I might have hit my head. I'm sorry to have caused you some trouble, but considering that I might have to stay in this house for a long time, I think it would be easier for you to accept it if I told you that I can speak as soon as possible. I didn't reveal this to Martha because she is too old and it might scare her, but you are still young and can handle it better..."

"How much money would it take for you to leave Earth?"

Cohen asked Mr. Frondo.

(End of this chapter)