Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

The letter was delivered by a snowy owl, and on it was written his name: Harry Potter. He opened the envelope and was surprised to find that it was an acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A fire ignited in his heart, and a wonderful sense of excitement surged in his heart.

Harry came to Hogwarts, a mysterious school hidden in the Scottish Highlands. He discovered that he was not an ordinary child, but a wizard with special magical talents. There, he met Hermione and Ron, who became the closest friends in his life.

During his time at Hogwarts, Harry experienced countless adventures and challenges. He learned to fly, transfiguration, and many other magical skills. He also discovered his past and his entanglement with the dark wizard Voldemort. Voldemort has been looking for a power that can allow him to dominate the wizarding world, and Harry, as the only one who can fight him, has become his biggest threat.

As time went on, Harry and his friends faced bigger and bigger challenges. They went through countless tests in the magic school, and they fought fierce battles with Voldemort and his followers. But no matter how big the difficulties were, Harry never gave up, because he knew that he had a brave heart and an indomitable will.

After spending their first year at Hogwarts, Harry and his friends returned to their normal summer vacation life. However, their vacation was not as peaceful as expected. One hot summer afternoon, when Harry was practicing Transfiguration with Hermione and Ron in the yard, a familiar voice suddenly came.

“Hey, Harry!”

Harry looked up and saw a serious-looking girl walking towards them. She was a classmate Harry knew at Hogwarts, named Nina.

"Nina, what's wrong with you?" Harry asked.

"I have something to tell you," Nina said, her voice a little anxious. "I overheard my parents talking at home and heard some news about Voldemort. They said that Voldemort's followers were plotting a conspiracy to get rid of you, Harry."

Harry, Hermione and Ron looked at each other, they all knew that Voldemort's followers would not give up easily. Although they were safe and protected at Hogwarts, they had to be especially vigilant during the summer vacation.

"Are you sure this news is credible?" Hermione asked.

“I’m not sure, but I think we should err on the side of caution,” Nina replied.

"She's right," Ron agreed, his brow furrowed. "We can't take this lightly."

Harry nodded, knowing that now was the time to act. They decided to first tell the adult wizards at the Ministry of Magic to see if they could offer any help or advice.

So, Harry and his friends embarked on a dangerous journey. They passed through the jungle, crossed the river, and finally came to the gate of the Ministry of Magic. There, they met a wizard named Madera, who was a senior official of the Ministry of Magic.

"What do you want from me?" Madera asked, a wary gleam in her eyes.

Harry described to her what they had heard about Voldemort's followers. Madera was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"This is serious news," she said, her voice solemn and serious. "I will immediately inform the rest of the Ministry, and we will take steps to deal with this threat. But I also advise you to remain vigilant during this time, and do not take it lightly."

Harry and his friends felt a little comforted knowing that they were not alone. They left the Ministry and returned home, but their hearts were still filled with worry. They knew that even in the calmest moments, dark shadows could loom over them.

A few days later, a shocking news came. Dudley Dursley, Harry's cousin, was found unconscious and lying in the yard of his home. It was said that he was pushed from a height and suffered serious head injuries.

Harry and his friends were shocked and angry when they heard the news. Although Dudley had treated Harry very badly, he was family after all, and no one should suffer such a fate. They decided to go to the Dursleys to see what happened.

When they arrived at the Dursleys' house, they saw a heartbreaking scene. Dudley was lying on the bed, pale and breathing weakly. His parents were anxiously waiting by the bed, their faces full of worry and fear.

"What happened?" Harry asked, his voice filled with worry.

"We don't know," Dudley's mother cried. "We just heard a loud noise in the yard and found him. We rushed him to the hospital, but the doctor said his injuries were very serious and he didn't know when he would wake up."

Harry and his friends felt helpless and angry. They knew it must be related to Voldemort's followers, and they couldn't let such a crime go unpunished. They decided to find out the truth and make those responsible pay the price.

"We can't just sit there and do nothing," said Harry, his eyes gleaming with determination. "We have to find the murderer and get justice for Dudley."

Harry and his friends decided to find out who was the murderer who committed such a violent act against Dudley. But before they embarked on the path of this investigation, they decided to provide help first. Although Dudley's attitude has always been unfriendly, he is Harry's relative after all, and now he is in an extremely vulnerable state. So, they decided to go to the Dursleys' house and help them take care of Dudley.

Harry and his friends walked into the Dursleys' living room, where there was silence. Aunt Anne was sitting by Dudley's bed, her eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that she had not closed them for several days and nights. Her face was full of fatigue and worry, but she still stayed firmly by Dudley's side, never leaving him.

“Harry, you came,” Anne said, her voice a little tired but still full of gratitude. “Thank you for coming to see us, it means a lot to me.”

"We're just trying to do our bit," said Harry, smiling. "We'll do what we can for Dudley, Auntie."

Harry and his friends sat in the living room, talking to Anne and listening to her talk about Dudley. They learned that Dudley had a serious head injury when he was found, and it seemed that he was pushed down from upstairs. But no one saw what happened specifically, and no suspicious clues were found. This made them even more anxious and worried.