Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

Braving the cold December air, Dudley and Pansy, wearing thick robes, walked in the open space outside Hogwarts Castle.

"Dudley, is there anything you can't say in the castle?" Pansy's voice sounded a little trembling, "It's too cold here...and this direction is -"

"You guessed it right, it's the direction of Hagrid's hut." Dudley said softly: "After we finish talking, I plan to stop by to feed Norbert."

"Well, in this case, I'd better wait until you come back." Pansy stopped in a panic, "You know, that kid doesn't like me..."

"Don't worry." Dudley smiled slightly and took Pansy's hand involuntarily. Even through the gloves, he could feel the softness of the girl's hand. "There will be no problem today. After we finish talking about everything, Norbert will not attack you like last time."

Pansy seemed to feel something and tried hard to break free from Dudley's hand, but Dudley did not relax at all.Pansy had no choice but to sigh as if resigned to her fate, and then slowly followed Dudley.

The two of them said nothing else along the way. Dudley took Pansy to Hagrid's hut. After seeing Dudley, Norberta wanted to come over excitedly, but when she saw Pansy next to her, she shrank away.

"Wait a moment, Norberta, we'll feed you later." Dudley deliberately emphasized the word "we", and Pansy must have noticed it, because she suddenly shook Dudley's hand harder.

"Fire is raging!" Dudley walked into Hagrid's empty cabin, closed the door, pulled out his wand and pointed it at the fireplace. The air in the cabin immediately became warm.

Dudley and Pansy sat on two big chairs opposite each other, and the cabin fell into silence for a while.Pansy lowered her head, looking like she didn't want to meet Dudley's eyes.

"First of all, I want to express my gratitude to you." Dudley broke the silence first, "When we were attacked by Aragog that day, you released the basilisk and saved my life, right?"

"How did you...I don't understand what you said." Pansy's cheeks immediately turned pale, and she said in a panic: "How could I know how to open the secret room-"

"The evidence is what you said." Dudley showed a successful smile: "The basilisk is a monster in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. I think most people don't know this."

Pansy immediately knew that she was not asking for it, her eyes dimmed, and she said faintly: "So you already knew it? You still doubt me all the time."

"It's not suspicion, it's worry." Dudley looked at Pansy seriously and said slowly: "I want to help you, Pansy. No matter what thing you know about how to open the secret room, but that thing It must be dangerous and I don’t want you to get hurt.”

"Then the question is, what if I let someone else get hurt?" Pansy raised her head and looked at Dudley, with tears in her eyes, and said sadly. "Do you hate me, an evil girl?"

After hearing Pansy's words, Dudley had already roughly guessed what happened.

"You were the one who hexed the Bludger at Quidditch, right?"

"Ah."

"You were the one who took out Ravenclaw's diadem in the Room of Requirement and placed it in the basement, right?"

"Ah."

Dudley just pondered for a moment, and then said seriously: "I don't think any of this is your fault, Pansy, that's my conclusion."

"But I almost killed Malfoy...and I almost killed Luna." Pansy covered her face with her hands and sobbed softly.

"This is because your kindness has been taken advantage of." Dudley put his arm on her shoulder, "And you have been able to maintain your true heart and consciousness for such a long time. This is already remarkable."

Gu</span> Pansy raised her head, with a very tangled look on her tear-stained face, and then put her right hand into her arms tremblingly.

Suddenly, Pansy had a painful expression on her face, as if she was fighting something in her head.

Dudley knew that if this continued, it was likely that the same situation as Luna would repeat itself, but Dudley, who had already expected it, stepped forward, gently lifted Pansy's face with his hands - and then kissed her.

Pansy, who had been struggling just now, froze instantly. Dudley tried his best to remove his attention from the girl's soft lips, put his hand into the girl's arms, and groped for where her right hand was.

found it.

Dudley pulled away from the girl's lips. At the same time, he already held an ordinary-looking Muggle diary in his hand.

"Too, too cunning." Pansy covered her mouth, her face covered with surprise and shyness: "To suddenly-"

"I'm sorry, Pansy." Dudley caressed the girl's cheek and said softly: "If I had responded to your feelings earlier, you wouldn't have been confused by the diary because of your anxiety."

Pansy's eyes widened and she stared at Dudley blankly, as if she hadn't yet reacted to what had just happened.

"So Dudley, you always knew, right?" Pansy murmured softly, "My feelings for you..."

"Silly girl, I'm not stupid." Dudley said with a smile, "However, I've just been avoiding it, because we are still too young, and I'm worried that your feelings are just impulse."

Dudley looked at the diary in his hand and continued: "However, you have been confused by black magic because of this emotional trouble. It will be unreasonable for me not to reply."

"Answer?" Pansy gasped slightly and looked at Dudley expectantly.

"I do like you, Pansy. I can't hide this from myself." Dudley looked at Pansy seriously: "But we are still too young now. When you grow up, if your thoughts don't change Only then can we have a formal relationship."

The expression on Pansy's face was one of happiness and what seemed like slight disappointment.

But what Dudley didn't say was that Pansy was only 13 years old now - even though he was the same physical age.But as a spiritual adult, even if he likes Pansy, he still has to pass his own moral level.

Dudley returned to his chair and gently opened the diary. It was as blank as he imagined.

Pansy said with some worry: "Dudley, be careful, if you write on it, you will..."

"Don't worry, Pansy, I know this." Dudley held the diary in one hand and reached to his waist with the other.

"No!" There seemed to be a burst of black smoke coming out of the diary, condensing into the shadow of a handsome boy in mid-air, looking at Dudley with eyes full of resentment and gloom.

"First meeting, Tom Riddle." But Dudley remained unhurried. He had already raised Dagon's razor in his other hand and pierced it hard: "But unfortunately, we will say goodbye soon. "

"But it's great, at least this time I don't have to destroy valuable artifacts."