Nobody Saw the Prophecy

Chapter 739: Nobody Saw the Prophecy

Privet Drive, Little Whinging.

When Silvan Apparated there, he felt a chill surging in from all directions the moment he appeared. At the same time, he understood why Sirius had taken the initiative to ask for help.

The sky was packed with Dementors, definitely more than fifty of them, blocking out the sunlight over the entire street.

It was clearly July, the hottest time of the year, yet sparkling frost covered everything here, as if it were still winter.

There was no one on the street. Though Muggles could not see Dementors, they could clearly feel the unnatural change in temperature around them.

The news claimed that a truck transporting liquid nitrogen had leaked, causing this abnormal phenomenon.

The slightly balding host repeatedly emphasized how dangerous the leaked liquid nitrogen was, warning nearby residents to stay indoors until professionals had "cleaned up the scene" before coming out.

Most people had listened to the advice, at least. Silvan did not see a single Muggle.

"Silvan! Why are you here?"

At that moment, Sirius, who was directing a silver hound to drive away the Dementors, noticed the reinforcements who had arrived. But when he recognized Silvan, he was startled.

"What are you doing here? Voldemort could come at any moment. If you don't want to be taken by him, hurry back to Diagon Alley!"

"I will go back, but not now," Silvan said, pulling out his wand and giving it a hard swing.

The unicorn's soul shot into the air. It did not need Silvan's prompting at all before plunging headfirst into the swarm of Dementors.

It was like a brush sweeping across a dusty floor.

In an instant, a bright, clean strip appeared in the dark sky. The Dementors there could not even resist before