Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

" Aunt nodded. She knew she had to save Dudley as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

They walked through the cave together and came to the outside. The sun had begun to rise, casting a warm light. Auntie felt an inexplicable sense of security, knowing that she was no longer alone, that someone was fighting alongside her, protecting her and her family.

They decided to go to the place where the dream grass grew to find the herbs needed to cure Dudley. The cloaked man led the way, followed by his aunt and the black wolf, and they embarked on an unknown journey together.

On the way forward, they faced various challenges and obstacles, sometimes dangerous beasts, sometimes bad weather, sometimes steep mountain roads. But they fought side by side, supported each other, and overcame many difficulties together.

Finally, after several days of trekking, they arrived at the place where the dream grass grew. It was a quiet and mysterious valley full of various flowers and plants, one of which was called the dream grass.

The aunt carefully picked a dream grass and put it into the herb bag. She knew it was the key to saving Dudley, and she would do everything she could to bring the herb back home to save her son.

Auntie carefully poured the medicine into Dudley's mouth, hoping that this would awaken his dormant consciousness. She prayed and waited anxiously for any sign to appear.

The room was filled with the fragrance of herbs, and time passed by, but Dudley's condition did not seem to improve. Auntie was very worried, and she watched Dudley's face anxiously, hoping to see signs of him waking up.

The cloaked man and the black wolf were also watching quietly from the side. They knew that their aunt was going through a great test and they were willing to accompany her through this difficult time.

Suddenly, Dudley's body trembled and his eyelids moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up. Auntie was delighted, she knew that her efforts were not in vain, Dudley was finally waking up.

"Dudley, did you hear that? Wake up!" Aunt called out expectantly, hoping that her voice could awaken Dudley's consciousness.

Dudley's eyes slowly opened, and he raised his head with difficulty and looked at his aunt. "Mom, where am I?" His voice was weak and trembling, but full of attachment and longing for his aunt.

"You are home, Dudley. You have slept for a long time, but now you are awake." Auntie grabbed Dudley's hand and burst into tears, knowing that her son had finally woken up.

"How did I get here? I can't remember what happened." Dudley frowned as he tried to recall everything that had happened to him.

His aunt stroked Dudley's hair gently, trying to calm him down. "Don't worry, Dudley. Everything will be fine. The most important thing now is that you're awake and we'll take good care of you."

With the comfort of his aunt, Dudley gradually calmed down. He felt extremely happy and satisfied knowing that there were so many people around him who cared and loved him.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from outside the house, breaking the silence in the house. Aunt and the cloaked man immediately became alert, knowing that they might be facing new dangers.

"Who is it? Come out!" the cloaked man shouted loudly, raising his wand, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

The sound outside the house gradually approached, and a cold wind blew into the house. My aunt clenched her wand and looked around vigilantly, ready to face any possible danger.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door. He exuded a ferocious aura that made people shudder. He was a tall, elderly man with a

The appearance of the elderly man made the atmosphere in the house tense. My aunt tightly grasped the wand in her hand, and her heart was full of vigilance. She knew that the appearance of this man was no accident and might be hiding some conspiracy.

"Who are you? Why did you break into our home?" My aunt's voice was firm and cold. She didn't want to show weakness and had to protect herself and her son.

A sneer flashed in the old man's eyes. He walked into the house and looked around gloomily. "I came to find you. You are Mrs. Dursley, right?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of ominous foreboding.

"Yes, it is me," my aunt answered firmly. She didn't know who this person was, but she could feel the eerie aura emanating from him.

The old man's eyes fell on Dudley, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was surprised by Dudley's appearance. "Is this young man your son?" There was a hint of disdain and ridicule in his voice.

My aunt nodded and said, "Yes, he is my son. Who are you? Why are you looking for me?" She tried to find out the man's purpose, but her heart was filled with anxiety and fear.

The old man did not answer his aunt's question, but continued to stare at Dudley, his eyes flashing a sinister light. "He looks injured, right?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, as if he was mocking Dudley's weakness.

The aunt stared at the old man, anger welling up in her heart. She didn't know why this man was so sarcastic to Dudley, but she would never let him hurt her son. "What do you want?" Her voice was full of anger and warning.

A cruel smile flashed across the old man's eyes, and he slowly walked towards Dudley's bed. "You have what I want, Mrs. Dursley." His voice was low and cold, with an ominous omen.

The aunt held the wand tightly in her hand and watched the old man's every move vigilantly. She knew she had to protect Dudley and not let him get hurt.

The old man finally reached Dudley's bed and stretched out his hand, trying to touch Dudley's body. But at this moment, the black wolf suddenly pounced on him, its canine teeth flashing sharp light, biting his wrist.

The old man screamed in pain and tried to break free from the black wolf, but it bit his wrist tightly and refused to let go. Seeing this, my aunt immediately raised her magic wand and released a beam of light, which knocked the old man back.

There was anger and suppression in my aunt's voice, "You despicable guy! How dare you hurt my son!" Her eyes flashed with anger, and she was determined not to let the old man succeed.

The old man struggled painfully, trying to get rid of the black wolf's bite, but the black wolf's strength was far beyond his imagination. It bit the old man's wrist firmly and refused to let go, as if to protect Dudley and his aunt.