Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Vernon was still terrified watching the inflated person floating in the air.

The bull terrier named Lippy in the corner of the room immediately started barking wildly. Dudley stretched out his big hand to greet it. He grabbed its mouth and tied it tightly with a rope.

"Even if you are a dog, you can't bark at Brother D!"

Dealing with such a small dog was obviously not as difficult as dealing with the three-headed dog Fluffy. Dudley clapped his hands, gave a rude middle finger to the panicked Maggie, and then, with Petunia's approving gaze, he took Harry upstairs. Soon, the two packed their luggage, said goodbye to Vernon and Petunia, and came to the street.

There was an extra handful of banknotes in my arms.

"We don't have that much money at home. When you're away from home, you'll need money someday."

When she said this, Penny looked particularly emotional.

The brothers walked a few blocks until they reached Magnolia Crescent, where Harry stopped, breathless.

"Slow down, slow down, I always feel like someone is watching us."

Harry is not like Dudley, who has superhuman physical strength. He is just an underage little wizard who lacks physical training.

"Where is anyone at this late hour?"

Dudley didn't take it seriously, but he still glanced around the corner of the alley, where a pair of bright eyes were staring at the two brothers - or rather, Harry.

"maybe."

Harry didn't care too much. After all, with his mighty cousin by his side, he wasn't afraid even if Voldemort came.

But he still subconsciously drew out his wand and shook it in the direction of the roadside.

A three-decker bus roared in from the other end of the street, with "Knight Bus" written in golden letters on the windshield.

"Welcome - please get in and go inside."

The conductor leaned lazily against the open door.

"Emergency transport for wizards in distress. Just hold out your wand hand and we'll get you anywhere you want..."

"Let me introduce you, Stan Shunpike, who are you?"

Harry was stunned, but Dudley took the initiative to extend his hand.

"Dudley Dursley, the two of us are going to London, how much?"

"Oh my god, you're so tall... Eleven Sickles, fourteen gets you chocolate, fifteen gets you a hot water bottle and a toothbrush, you can choose any color..."

Stan Shunpike sighed sincerely after taking a look at Dudley's figure.

The service on the bus was pretty good. Stan helped the two put their luggage under the bed. Fortunately, Dudley's streetlight wand was damaged, otherwise such a big thing would probably have pierced the iron sheet of the bus.

There was no conversation along the way, and Harry had already closed his eyes due to sleepiness.

Dudley clenched his fists, feeling a stronger force than before.

Just now, he finally made a choice to the system - he needed a further strengthened body.

Magic is cool, but isn’t it even cooler to keep exercising in the magical world?

Although the system cursed Dudley for being "indecisive", it still immediately carried out the host's request. Silently, Dudley's muscles became more solid, his bones became denser, and his strength became stronger. Fortunately, he was adaptable and did not crush the railing of the bus with one hand. Otherwise, he would not have been able to hold on for more than 20 days before the two of them arrived in London.

In addition, the system also thoughtfully gives some tips.

For example, Dudley's current physique can withstand most wizards' control spells such as Leviosa, Stun, and Petrify, and he can also easily resist evil spells such as Blazing Fire and Thunder Explosion. Of course, if it is a forbidden spell such as Avada Kedavra and Cruciatus, he is still unable to resist it for the time being.

However, the system has also compensated in this regard - sharper combat intuition and agility, as well as a storage space of approximately 10*10*10, where the items can be used immediately as long as the mind moves.

Of course, it cannot carry living things.

"What could be so weird this year?"

"The Whomping Willow has been subdued..."

"Lupin...Sirius just now..."

"Dementors... Hey!"

"Can this thing be hit with a fist?"

Countless images flashed through his mind, and Dudley fell asleep while thinking about what was going to happen next.

The brothers had never been to other places in London, so they naturally chose Diagon Alley as their destination. The bus crookedly stopped at the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Well, have a nice trip... Merlin's beard, Minister of Magic?"

Stan was helping Harry and the other man carry their luggage, and when he looked up, he saw an unexpected person.

The current Minister for Magic is Cornelius Fudge.

"You are here, Harry, and Dudley."

Fudge, who was wearing a striped cloak and looked a little tired, showed a hint of joy on his face, but between his brows, there was more of a sense of luck and relief.

Harry frowned instinctively; he did not have a very good impression of the Minister.

By the way, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron is also called Tom, but this Tom is far from the famous Tom. He is hunchbacked and thin. He holds a lamp and leads Dudley and Harry upstairs, and brings a plate of biscuits and two cups of hot chocolate.

"Luckily the Knight Bus brought you here, otherwise... Phew, nothing."

Fudge took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead vigorously.

"Don't worry, we've got what you did sorted out. Inflating a Muggle, huh? It's a classic coincidence."

"Miss Dursley has been deflated and her memory has been altered. She has no recollection of the incident."

"That's it. It didn't cause any big trouble. I think you will be happy to hear that."

Harry couldn't help but exchange a look with Dudley.

Why does this Fudge guy look like... he wants to please people?

"Then, what kind of punishment will I receive? You know, I have violated the Law on Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards!"

Stubborn Harry strikes again.

"Oh, dear child, we won't punish you for such a trifle!"

"This was an accident!"

"We won't send anyone to Azkaban just because he blows up my aunt!"

Dudley sneered and said nothing.

Harry was stunned, could it be that his cousin had connections with the Ministry of Magic?

How did he know that he wouldn't be punished for using magic last night?

"Okay, that's it. You two can live here until school starts. There must be a lot of empty rooms here..."

"Don't leave Diagon Alley. You must come back here before dark every night. Tom will watch over you for me..."

Fudge continued to chatter on, his tone even becoming a little nervous.

Tom, the tavern owner nearby, was stunned.

I?

Should I keep an eye on this giant monster?

Looking at Dalin, who was much taller than him when he stood up, and his muscles as solid as granite, Tom curled his lips.

You British bureaucrats are so unreliable!