Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

"Ron, are Dean and Seamus asleep?"

At about half past eleven at night, Harry suddenly sat up in bed and whispered to Ron who was sleeping in the bed next to him.

Not everyone can occupy a room alone like Dudley, and Harry lived in a four-person room in Gryffindor.

Didn't Harry get into an argument with Malfoy again during flying lessons during the day and chase him on his broomstick?

As a result, the two were in the air, chasing after each other for a long time without a winner, and finally died because of Mrs. Huo Qi.

When get out of class was over, Malfoy had a 'fight' with Harry viciously, at midnight, at the prize showroom.

Because the agreed time was in the middle of the night, the two of them fell asleep early after dinner, which coincided with Hermione's return time.

Harry didn't know about Hermione's situation in Gryffindor, and Hermione didn't even mention these things to Dudley, so Harry naturally didn't know.

as he himself observed

You can't expect a straight guy like Harry to notice such details.

And all he's been thinking about lately is Malfoy, ahem, exactly how to kick Malfoy's ass with his boot.

The two put on their clothes secretly, walked out of the dormitory in the dark, and tried to get out of the lounge through the moonlight outside the window.

As a result, Ron accidentally bumped into the table next to the fireplace, making a loud noise.

"who?"

A voice suddenly appeared in the silent room, which startled the two of them, thinking it was some strange thing coming out, they almost hugged each other.

It wasn't until the two finally regained their senses that they realized that it was Hermione.

"Hermione? Why are you here?"

Harry asked curiously.

Because of what happened at night, Hermione didn't really want to go back to the dormitory. Cormac's words reminded her that she didn't know who did what happened in the dormitory in the morning, but someone must have done it. Originally, she wanted to lie on the sofa in the lounge and read a book. Maybe she was too tired from playing in the Forbidden Forest during the day. Anyway, Hermione fell asleep on the sofa in a daze.

"Where are you going?"

After Hermione came to her senses, she didn't answer Harry first, but asked rhetorically.

She herself could say that she fell asleep reading too late, but what were Harry and Ron doing up so late?

Relying on the moonlight outside the window, he looked up and down and found that they were not wearing pajamas.

"You want a night tour?"

Hermione saw through the intentions of the two, and said in surprise: "I can't believe it, you guys want to go out in the middle of the night?"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Afraid that Hermione would wake up the others, Ron said hastily.

Hermione ignored Ron and stared at Harry: "Don't you know that doing this will make Gryffindor lose points? And you want to give up the House Cup to Slytherin?"

"I can't let you do that."

Hermione stopped the two of them and blocked the way out with her hands. Even though she was isolated, she was still working hard to protect the interests of her college, even if no one cared.

"You are violating school rules!"

If it were someone else, Harry would definitely not respond. The problem is that Hermione and Hermione have a pretty good relationship, and Hedwig was given to him by Hermione and Dudley. He also knew that Dudley and Hermione were very close, so close that even he was a little uncomfortable.

‘Obviously my brother. '

Of course, it's just a little uncomfortable.

Do you want to break the appointment?

It seems that it is not impossible, anyway, Malfoy can beat him anytime.

So he wavered.

However, Ron's attitude at this time was extremely firm, and he retorted without showing any weakness: "Didn't you violate the school rules yourself? Don't think I don't know. I saw you skipping class with my own eyes this afternoon."

As soon as this remark came out, Hermione was instantly speechless, and her stomach full of rhetoric was stuck in her throat. It was indeed true that she skipped class this afternoon.

Although she can explain that even if she is discovered, she can get back the lost points, but she can't be too double-standard.

I can't say I can, but you can't, can you? That's too unconvincing.

Dudley had told her that to be convinced you had to lead by example.

"Don't you have anything to say? Then get out of the way and go back to sleep."

Seeing that Hermione didn't answer, Ron thought he was caught by his own question, and pulled Harry to go out.

"etc."

Hermione's figure came again: "I'll go with you."

"What?" Harry thought he had misheard.

what's the situation? This Hermione, who was usually afraid of breaking some school rules and getting points deducted, what happened today?

Skipping class with Dudley in the afternoon and going out with them in the evening?

However, Harry was not able to go to Oxford Dragon as an exchange student like Dudley because of his general grades, so he didn't know that it was not the first time that Hermione was taken by Dudley to skip class.

"I said I'll go with you."

Hermione sighed, and took out her wand: "Dudley is right, as long as you don't get caught, it's not a violation of school rules."

Seeing no response from the two of them, he urged: "Let's go, the later the time, the greater the risk of being caught."

Ron and Harry looked at each other.

"Let's say it first, you can follow us, but I won't take care of you when you go out. If you are caught, don't confess us."

Hermione snapped back angrily: "I know more spells than you, just take care of yourself."

The prize showroom is located on the third floor of Hogwarts Castle, some distance from Gryffindor, but generally much closer than Slytherin in the basement.

The most important thing to pay attention to during the night tour is the dormitory administrator Filch. This is an old man with a stooped body and a gloomy face all the time. He treats little wizards especially harshly.

Once discovered by him, point deduction is inevitable.

Of course, there is also a Peeves who may appear at any time.

This is a ghost, like mischievous, especially annoying.

Hermione was indeed worthy of what she said, the spells she knew were not of the same order of magnitude as Harry's.

If Hermione hadn't cast a simple little spell on the way to escape the detection of the dormitory administrator Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, Harry and Ron might have been caught not long after they left the house.

Avoiding 'Mrs. Norris' without any risk, the three of them walked briskly along the corridor. The moonlight streamed in from the high window, like silver bricks lying on the ground.

When I came to the third floor, I tiptoed open the door of the showroom, and there was no one in it.

"Looks like we're early."

Ron said he was the first to go in, and said as he walked, "I'll laugh at him when Malfoy and the others come over later."

The three of them found a place to rest in the showroom, and waited quietly for Malfoy and the others.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

It was still quiet all around, not to mention Malfoy, not even a single mouse.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Ron finally showed an impatient expression on his face, he scratched his hair vigorously, and said with an 'afterthought' in annoyance: "Damn it, I knew it would be like this, Malfoy and the others won't come, Slytherins are cowards, I should have thought of that."

"Harry, we've been tricked."

Just after Ron finished speaking, the door of the showroom was pushed open again.

"Who said I was a coward?"