‘S’up, Figgy?’ Mundungus said, staring from Mrs Figg to Harry and Dudley, ‘What ‘appened to staying undercover?’
‘I’ll give you undercover!’ cried Mrs Figg, ‘Dementors, you useless, skiving sneak thief!’
‘Dementors?’ repeated Mundungus aghast, ‘Dementors, ‘ere?’
‘Yes, here, you worthless pile of bat droppings,’ she shrieked. Mrs Figg raised the arm from which her string bag dangled and whacked Mundungus around the face and neck with it; judging by the clanking noise it made it was full of cat food.
Underappreciated characters: Arabella Figg
It shouldn’t take anyone long to figure out that Arabella Figg is a total badass. What else can be said of a woman who, with no magical ability at all, puts herself directly in the line of fire - not only joining the Order of the Phoenix during the first and second wizarding wars, but taking on arguably one of their most dangerous tasks: guarding Harry Potter?
The woman faces up to the challenge without batting an eyelid, becoming a deep-undercover agent for Dumbledore, armed only with her shopping trolley and a small legion of cross-bred Kneazles to ward off invading dementors. She’s smart too, because who else would’ve realised that to stay in the Dursleys’ good graces – and therefore to better keep an eye on Harry – she’d need to appear boring and stuffy in just the right amount? And so each time Harry was due to visit she set about filling her house with a particular odour of cabbage, pulling out her old cat albums and cutting a slice from the stale side of the chocolate cake.
Yet for all this wit and bravery, the little old lady still finds herself discriminated against by wizarding kind. The Wizenmagot try to dismiss her for her squib identity, painting her as an unreliable witness, and she’s not even deemed fit to be kept on the ministry registers. Still, Arabella Doreen Figg keeps fighting on, the noble sentinel of Little Whinging, the Order’s most unassuming member - a hero in tartan slippers and a hairnet.
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