Dangerous Person

Sirius quickly caught up with Harry Potter to pursue his godson. To him, nothing was more important than Harry Potter's safety; if it were possible, he wouldn't want to stay here for even a second longer, continuing to stare at that detestable Dursley lot.

Dewey waited calmly on the spot.

Aunt Marge had already taken flight.

Could the people from the Ministry of Magic be far behind?

The Accidental Magic Reversal Squad was a small department, a skeleton crew located on the third floor of the Ministry of Magic. Even during working hours, there were only a handful of people in the office at most.

Yet, these few individuals were responsible for all anomalous events in the British magical world, operating at full capacity.

Dewey patiently transformed into a golden beetle, waiting for the arrival of the two agents.

Harry Potter's magic had strong persistence. The dog named Ripper barked wildly, jumping and snapping at the inflated Aunt Marge, trying to grab her trouser leg and pull her down.

Unfortunately, Aunt Marge continued to expand, growing to a dimension that made one panic; the little dog's mouth couldn't even begin to latch onto such a thick thigh.

Dewey found it quite amusing.

If a normal person had inflated to the extent of Aunt Marge, they would have long since gone "bang" and exploded like a firework.

But magic is called magic precisely because it can achieve things that ordinary people cannot.

Swaying, drifting.

The plus-sized Aunt Marge floated out of Uncle Vernon's house, with Petunia and Vernon chasing and jumping behind her, trying to pull her down.

They were worried to the point of madness.

Only "little darling" Dudley, wearing his small formal robe that strained against his bulging belly, stood at the doorway giggling, heartless and carefree.

His aunt was blown into the sky, and instead of being nervous, he was delighted.

He even took the opportunity to eat two extra pieces of cake.

Dewey looked at the cake in Dudley's hand and swallowed.

Fortunately, he was just a golden beetle now.

Otherwise, he would definitely have tasted the flavor of this cake.

This cake really looks delicious.

Flapping his wings, Dewey followed behind Vernon, trailing them as they left.

Come to think of it, Dewey had actually done a good deed; he had shattered the streetlights along the way, which could be considered helping the two incoming Accidental Magic Reversal Squad members by saving them from having to cast a few extra Obliviate spells.

They should be grateful to him.

Dewey thought to himself.

After following Marge for more than half the street, two wizards, a man and a woman, finally flew in from the sky.

They landed on the ground on their broomsticks and looked at Aunt Marge in the sky; the two were not surprised.

They were here specifically to handle this.

"Oh, what a terrible day."

One of the wizards said. He took out his wand and cast Obliviate on Marge and Vernon, ensuring that after they went to sleep, they wouldn't remember Harry Potter's unauthorized use of magic.

The other one used Finite Incantatem on Marge in the sky.

They were all old hands, familiar with the routine.

Once Aunt Marge's special state was lifted, the two wizards prepared to head back.

They were even discussing what to have for dinner that night.

It was at this moment that Dewey suddenly appeared!

He transformed back into human form right behind the witch. Before she could react, he grabbed her body with one hand and delivered a fierce punch to her jaw with all his might!

With a "bang," the witch was lifted off the ground.

"Protego!"

Before throwing the punch, he roared, and an illusory shield appeared at his side.

The other wizard, startled by the person who had suddenly popped out, subconsciously cast "Stupefy," but Dewey had anticipated his move; the Stupefy spell hit the shield and was blocked.

The shield didn't even shatter!

A Level 3 Protego had blocked the wizard's Stupefy.

Just as the wizard was about to cast another spell, Dewey picked up the witch's wand, pointed it at the wizard, and shouted that terrifying incantation: "Avada Kedavra!"

The sickly green magic struck the wizard.

The wizard's eyes widened in astonishment.

He seemed to want to take one last look at the spot where he had been hit by the magic, but a sense of powerlessness from his soul washed over him, causing him to lose consciousness.

He fell to the ground with a "thud."

Life or death unknown.

Only when the dust settled did Dewey let out a sigh of relief.

The battle just now followed a route he had calculated clearly in his mind. He only had 80 magic points; Animagus cost 50, and casting Protego wandlessly used 5.

That left 25 magic points.

Casting with the Purple Card Wand required 10 magic points.

In other words, after taking down two Ministry of Magic wizards, he still had 15 magic points remaining.

With energy to spare, he could use Avada Kedavra one more time.

Unsurprisingly, Dewey easily steamrolled the two Ministry of Magic agents, though he felt no excitement over it.

Ministry agents weren't necessarily formidable; even Neville's grandmother could take down an elite Auror from the Ministry, and he didn't consider himself any more powerful than her.

Two cards lay scattered on the ground, and Dewey picked them up.

One was Stupefy.

The other was Obliviate.

[Obliviate]

[Obliviate: By using this spell, you can even alter the memories of others. It is a spell targeting the soul; master it, and you can travel through the wizarding world unimpeded.]

["Hello, my name is Lockhart."]

"Obliviate, a decent card."

Dewey walked over to the male wizard, intending to collect his wand, but to his surprise, the man who had been hit by Avada Kedavra still had a slight rise and fall in his chest.

He was actually still alive?

"Hmm?"

Dewey crouched down and investigated carefully, discovering he hadn't been mistaken—the wizard was indeed still alive.

His Avada Kedavra hadn't claimed his life.

He had merely passed out.

"Level 1 Avada, not lethal enough?"

Dewey frowned. Even the three Unforgivable Curses had different effects depending on the caster.

His Avada Kedavra and Voldemort's were two completely different things.

Voldemort hadn't favored Avada Kedavra in his early days; his reputation as a master of Dark Arts wasn't unfounded.

Voldemort himself had created many Dark spells.

Before he became the snake-faced man, he enjoyed using Dark magic to personally "execute justice."

To use Dark magic, one must have the will to harm others; the stronger that intent, the greater the spell's effect.

That was why the more one used Dark magic, the more extreme one became.

In the end, Voldemort didn't even view people as human.

In the original story, Harry used Crucio on Bellatrix after she killed Sirius, but unfortunately, his desire to torture her wasn't resolute enough, and Bellatrix didn't suffer.

The spell hit Bellatrix, but the effect was insufficient.

Presumably, the cards worked the same way: the higher the level of the Avada Kedavra card, the greater its lethality.

A Level 1 Avada simply wasn't lethal enough.

Thinking this, Dewey picked up the male wizard's wand.

He gathered both wands and, without hesitation, proceeded to beat the two wizards mercilessly. A large number of cards fell from them. Intent on milking the situation for all it was worth, he repeatedly assaulted the two wizards, leaving Marge, Vernon, and Petunia stunned in disbelief.

"Ah!"

Whether it was Marge or Petunia, seeing the brutal Dewey before them, she finally couldn't hold back, let out a scream, and bolted.

The three Muggles ran off completely, and Dewey didn't bother dealing with them.

They likely wouldn't be able to have their memories wiped for a while.

The two Ministry of Magic agents sent to handle the situation were lying on the ground, and there was no time to cast Obliviate on the Muggles.

They were barely able to save themselves.

After the beating was done, Dewey collected the coins from them, transformed into Flying Ants, and hid nearby.

Not long after he hid in the distance, the elite Auror Kingsley Apparated to the scene. He saw the two bloodied wizards on the ground and raised his wand to observe the surroundings.

He found no enemies.

Looking at the two men on the ground, he felt a massive headache. Truth be told, he had seen many wizards suffer from dark curses, but this was his first time seeing someone beaten into such a state with mere fists and feet.

"What a perverted opponent."

Unable to comprehend Dewey's behavior, he could only label him a pervert.

He quickly summoned Ministry personnel to take them to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for treatment. When Fudge heard the news, he shrieked in a state of extreme agitation!

"What did you say? Dewey Jones appeared near Harry Potter's house!

Oh, oh, oh! Nothing could be worse than this!"

Fudge wailed inside his room at the Leaky Cauldron.

At this moment, he was waiting for Harry Potter at the Leaky Cauldron, and upon hearing this news, he felt the world go black before his eyes.

"Dumbledore, I need to write to Dumbledore. Whether it is Sirius or Dewey Jones, they have both come for Harry Potter."

"We cannot underestimate Dewey Jones any longer."

"He is also quite dangerous."

"Harry Potter must not be harmed!"

Fudge muttered incessantly, clutching a quill to begin writing his letter, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead once more.

He realized he had underestimated Dewey Jones; this Death Eater, who had not been particularly famous, seemed to be targeting Harry Potter. What was he planning to do?

Harm Harry Potter to avenge the Dark Lord?

No, such a thing must absolutely not be allowed to happen!

Harry Potter must absolutely not be harmed by a prisoner of Azkaban.

If Harry Potter were to be harmed by a prisoner of Azkaban, he feared his position as Minister for Magic would become even more precarious.

Thinking of this, Fudge felt it necessary to intensify the manhunt for Dewey Jones.

He needed help from those within the Ministry of Magic!

"Malfoy, I need Malfoy's help."

He said with conviction, and wrote another letter to Lucius Malfoy!