Harry Potter's Cousin Dudley at Hogwarts

"It's 11:30, Harry Dudley, it's time for us to set off."

Ron pinched the time, and when the time was almost up, he urged Dudley and the others to set off.

"I can't believe you dared to do that, Harry!"

When they changed their clothes and quietly came to the Gryffindor lounge, and were about to go out through the portrait, someone suddenly spoke on the chair closest to the portrait with their backs on their backs.

Dudley and the others were taken aback, turned around and found that it was Hermione sitting there.

"Hermione?" To be honest, Dudley was really taken aback, especially since she turned off the lights and hid in a dark place.

"Why are you here? Go back to sleep!" Ron had never seen such a nosy person, and when he saw Hermione, he could guess that she was going to make a long speech again.

"I almost told your brother Percy, he's a prefect, and if he knows you're going out in the middle of the night, he'll stop you." Hermione responded rudely to Ron's words.

"Dudley, let's go." Harry ignored Hermione, pulled Dudley and Ron, pushed away the portrait of the Fat Lady, and walked out.

But Hermione would not give in so easily, she walked out with Dudley and the others.

"You can't do this! Don't you care if Gryffindor can win the House Cup? You will lose all Gryffindor's points."

Looking at the three people who didn't care, Hermione was both angry and aggrieved. She worked so hard to earn marks for the college in class, and they didn't cherish it so much.

"Uh, Hermione, it's a little late for you to complain? You only have two options then."

"what?"

"One is to follow us on an adventure, and the other is to stay here and wait for Filch to catch you."

Dudley pointed to the original portrait of the Fat Lady behind Hermione.

Hermione turned her head, and saw that the fat lady in the portrait of the fat lady had disappeared, and it seemed that she had gone out late at night to visit.

Without the Fat Lady, the door to the Gryffindor common room would not open.

"This? Then what should I do?" Looking at the empty portrait, Hermione was at a loss.

"Wait for me, I—I'll go with you."

Seeing that Hermione's attention was attracted by the empty portrait, Dudley and the others left here by themselves.

It didn't take long for Hermione to catch up.

"You are not allowed to follow us." Looking at Hermione who was catching up, Ron said dissatisfied.

"Do you think I will stand outside foolishly, waiting for Filch to catch me?" Hermione felt that she would not just stay there foolishly and wait for someone to catch me, and leave to have a chance of not being caught. live.

"Hermione, I find you are very courageous!" Dudley looked at Hermione and realized that she must have made up her mind, so she became very courageous.

"Thank you, I'll take this as a compliment." Hermione said nothing to Dudley, and Hermione didn't have much affection for Dudley who didn't persuade Harry.

She thought Dudley would be able to persuade Harry, but he did nothing, and Harry was messing around with him.

"She has always been very courageous!" Ron said loudly.

"Weasley, you are much more courageous than me. I have already seen it clearly, most of it is because you fanned the flames. If you hadn't agreed to Malfoy's request without authorization, Harry wouldn't have come out in the middle of the night."

"That's none of your business, Granger."

"Shut up, stop arguing! Be quiet." Harry watched Ron and Hermione quarreling more and more fiercely, and said to them sternly, "I heard something."

"Is it Mrs. Norris?" For a moment Ron held his breath and stopped arguing with Hermione.

"Sound?" Hearing Harry's words, Dudley listened carefully and found that there was indeed a slight sound. "The sound is coming from that direction, let's go this way and avoid it."

Dudley pointed to another way that would avoid the sound, and that way would also lead to the prize room.

Harry and the others nodded in agreement, and the group ran in that direction, as far away as possible from the place where the sound had just been made.

They walked quickly along the corridor, the moonlight shining through the arched windows, making the corridor clearly visible.

When they tiptoed to the prize display room, they found that there was no one there.

The agreed Malfoys were not there at all, and the showroom only had various trophies, medals and awards in crystal glass cabinets.

Dudley and the others were holding wands in their hands, preventing someone from suddenly appearing and attacking them.

"Get out of the way, Pansy Parkinson."

Malfoy looked angrily at Pansy Parkinson, who blocked him and prevented him from leaving the Slytherin lounge.

"Draco, I won't let you out today. I'm doing this for your own good. I heard your conversation with Potter. Don't you hate that Potter?

Then just let that silly boy go, then if he is caught, he will be kicked out of Hogwarts, that's what you want. "Pansy Parkinson said excitedly, looking at Malfoy's face.

"Get out of the way, don't make me say it a second time. Who else will allow you to call me Draco!"

Malfoy was so annoyed by this person in front of him, he occupied his house and had business dealings with hers, and kept coming in front of him.

"No, if you dare to go out today, for your own good, I will immediately go to Professor Snape, and it is possible that you will receive a roaring letter from your father tomorrow." Pansy Parkinson's face was full Smile, but the words are full of threats.

"You--" Malfoy stared at the girl in front of him, held back his anger, and turned to leave.

If his father hadn't said that he had an important business deal with Parkinson and asked him to take care of her more at school, he couldn't help but pull out his wand.

"Draco, aren't we going tonight?" Crabbe, who followed Draco away, asked curiously.

"No, go back to sleep." Malfoy hurriedly returned to the dormitory angrily.

Watching Draco leave, Pansy Parkinson glanced outside, with a trace of malice in his eyes, but was soon covered up by a smile.

She touched her face, remembering what happened during the day, and the malice in her eyes began to emerge again.

On the other side, Harry and the others waited for a long time, but they still didn't see Malfoy.

"Malfoy is late, maybe he didn't dare to come because he was afraid." Ron said quietly to Harry.

Dudley looked at the watch on his wrist, "Harry, it's late, maybe we were tricked by Malfoy, he won't come, let's go back to the Gryffindor lounge to see if the fat lady is back No, if we come back, let's go back and rest first!"

"Okay, Dudley." Harry also felt that it was late, and agreed with Dudley.

"Sniff around, my dear, where they might be hiding."

At this time, the sound of someone talking came from the next room.

"It's Filch and his cat." Hearing the voice, Hermione said in a low voice, terrified.