Chapter 802 (1/2)

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”I think Dumbledore thinks it's safest for you to stay with your Muggle relatives -” said Ron.

”Is it?” Harry raised his eyebrows. ”Has any of you been attacked by Dementors this summer?”

”Yes, no, but that's why he sent the Phoenix command members to follow you all day...” Ron said.

Harry felt a violent shake in his legs, as if he had just stepped down a step. So everyone knew he was being followed, except for himself.

”But they didn't do a good job, did they?” Harry tried his best to calm his voice. ”After all, I'm going to take care of myself, don't I?”

”He's so angry,” Hermione said in almost awe, ”Dumbledore. We saw him. He almost panicked when he found out that Mundungus was absent from duty before the handover

”Well, I'm glad he's absent,” Harry said coldly. ”If he hadn't, I might not have used magic, and Dumbledore might have left me on Privet Drive all summer.”

”You're not. Aren't you worried about the Ministry's hearings?” Hermione asked calmly.

”No,” Harry lied defiantly.

Harry stood up and looked around. Hedwig stood comfortably and contentedly on his shoulder, but the room didn't seem to inspire him to purify his soul.

It's wet and dark. A piece of white canvas is set in a beautifully decorated frame, with peeling walls everywhere. When Harry passes by, he thinks he hears something lurking out of sight and Snickers.

”So why is Dumbledore so eager to throw me into the dark?” Harry, still trying to keep a casual tone, asked, ”have you - uh - never asked him at all?”

Harry just glanced and found that they exchanged eyes, which told Harry that he was doing exactly what they were afraid to do. It doesn't make him better at all.

”We told Dumbledore we wanted to sue the operation in progress,” said Ron. ”We tried, man. But he's really busy now. We've only met him twice since we came here, and he doesn't have much time. He just wants us to swear not to tell you any important information when we write a letter. He says that the owl may be intercepted

”He can let me know if he wants to,” Harry said succinctly. ”Don't tell me. He doesn't know any way to deliver information without owls.”

Hermione stares at Ron and says, ”I think so. But he just doesn't want you to know anything. ”

”Maybe he thinks I can't be trusted,” said Harry, looking at their faces.

”Don't think so,” said Ron, looking alarmed.

”Or I can't take care of myself.”

”Of course he doesn't think so,” Hermione said nervously.

”So the next question is why I have to stay at the Dursleys, and the two of you are able to participate in everything that's going on here?” Harry said, one word after another, and with each word his voice was louder. ”Why are you two allowed to know everything that's going on here?”

”We didn't!” Ron interrupted Harry. ”Mom doesn't let us have access to the meeting, she says we're too young -”

but Harry yells before he knows.

”So you didn't attend the meeting, dear Ron! You're still here, aren't you? And van Lin and Hermione, you're still together! And I, I was left at Dursley's for a month! And I'm better at dealing with problems than both of you, and Dumbledore knows that - who saved the stone? Who solved the mystery of the chamber of secrets? Who saved you two from Dementors

Over the past month, every bit of pain and anger has erupted, his anger at the lack of information, the hurt they left behind when they were together, the anger of being followed without being told - all these feelings of shame that broke through the boundaries.