Chapter 1090

Moody roared.

Harry ignored him.

He knew now was not the time to be gullible. So he flew as hard as he could.

He could not waste the opportunity Darren had fought for him. Darren was still facing six or seven wizards! Harry thought with red eyes.

He tried to accelerate and fly faster. But.

A spell hit him.

Harry found that his whole body could not move.

Without his control, the Firebolt began to fall continuously. Harry looked at the sky in despair.

He thought he might be killed by the fall. Darren would witness all of this with his own eyes. He would break down.

"Alright, don't make that face, we won't kill you!"

Moody's voice rang in Harry's ears.

Harry felt even more sorrowful.

He knew he had been captured.

"Kill me then!"

He roared. Huh.

He found he could still speak? Moody glared at him.

"If you two do things like this, Molly will definitely want to kill you!"

Molly? Mrs. Weasley?

Harry didn't quite understand.

He subconsciously assumed they had even disguised themselves as Mrs. Weasley.

"You will not die well!"

Harry roared again.

But this time, even Mad-Eye Moody didn't pay him any mind. Moody grabbed him directly from the broomstick.

Harry only then realized the Firebolt had already descended to one meter above the ground. He was pulled up.

Then Moody waved his wand. He had strength again. Harry struggled.

But Moody held him tightly, as if he were carrying someone with no strength to truss a chicken.

"Hmph, someone like you, of course I can catch!"

Moody said with disdain.

Harry felt sad. He had failed Darren's expectations.

What made him even more painful was that he found Moody was dragging him toward Number 4 Privet Drive.

He tried to shout a few times to let the people around him know he had been kidnapped. As a result, he found that the people around him acted as if they didn't see him; they walked right past them.

"They have been placed under a Muggle-Repelling Charm, so they definitely won't notice you right now."

Harry discovered this was the witch whose hair could change color.

Just a moment ago her hair was clearly multicolored, and now it had turned sky blue.

"Oh, I'm a Metamorphmagus, my name is Nymphadora Tonks!"

Tonks laughed easily. Harry frowned at her.

He always felt that the current situation was not quite right.