Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

The dagger cut through the silent night sky and pierced the heart of the dire wolf. A shrill howl sounded, and the dire wolf's body trembled, then slowly fell down, with endless sorrow and despair in its eyes.

Harry Potter knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He knew this was a difficult choice that had to be made, but he also knew that it was to protect himself and others.

As the night deepened, Harry Potter buried the direwolf silently, his heart filled with sadness and regret. He knew that this experience would always remain in his memory and become an indelible part of his life.

The dagger was covered with blood, and Harry Potter put it back to his waist. He stood up and looked at the distant sky, his heart full of expectations and hope for the future. Even after experiencing such hardships and challenges, he still walked forward firmly to meet the unknown tomorrow.

"I will keep moving forward." Harry Potter's voice was firm and tragic. "No matter what difficulties and challenges I encounter, I will persevere until the last moment."

Dudley Dursley slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually recovered, but everything in front of him made him confused. He looked around, the room was dim, only the weak light came in through the window, shining on his pale face.

"Mom?" Dudley Dursley called softly, trying to find his familiar mother. However, there was only silence in the room, without any response.

He tried to sit up with great effort, and felt the pain all over his body, as if thousands of needles were piercing his body. He tried to endure the pain and tried to remember what happened, but his mind was in a mess and he couldn't sort out his thoughts.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the bedside and found a figure lying on the ground. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, trying to see who it was.

"Aunt?" Dudley Dursley's voice was full of surprise and uneasiness. "What's wrong with you?"

He struggled to stand up and stumbled towards his aunt who was lying on the ground. Her body was covered with scars and blood, and her face was in pain, but she was not completely unconscious.

"Dudley, are you awake?" Auntie raised her head reluctantly, her voice full of fatigue and helplessness, "Are you okay?"

Dudley Dursley looked at his aunt nervously, with an indescribable fear in his heart. He didn't know what had happened, but he could feel his aunt's uneasiness and worry, which made him even more anxious.

"I... I don't know." He stammered. "What happened? Why are you... you hurt?"

My aunt tried to smile, but her face turned paler. "Don't worry, Dudley. Everything will be fine."

Dudley Dursley stood there in a daze, his heart full of doubts and fears. He felt that he was trapped in an uncontrollable nightmare, and everything in reality became blurred and distorted.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and Harry Potter walked in. His eyes were full of worry and anxiety, and he felt a little relieved when he saw Dudley Dursley wake up.

"Dudley, you're awake!" Harry Potter walked to the bed and held his hand tightly, "Are you okay?"

"Harry..." Dudley Dursley's voice was choked with sobs, "What happened?"

Harry Potter looked around, his brows furrowed, "We will explain. Your safety is the most important thing now."

At Hogwarts, Harry learned a lot about magic, but also faced many challenges. In one adventure after another, he fought fiercely against the forces of the dark magic master Voldemort. Accompanying him were his good friends and the headmaster Dumbledore who loved him deeply.

As time goes by, Harry gradually understands Voldemort's true purpose, and he realizes that he has a special connection with this dark force. He begins to explore his past, looking for secrets about his parents' death and Voldemort's resurrection.

In the process, Harry continued to grow, learned courage and sacrifice, and he, Hermione, Ron and other classmates formed an indestructible team, shouldering the responsibility of protecting Hogwarts and the entire wizarding world.

However, the dark forces in the wizarding world are becoming stronger and stronger. Harry is faced with an increasingly difficult task: he needs to find a way to destroy Voldemort and save the entire wizarding world from dire straits.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a quiet and mysterious campus, was shrouded in golden leaves as autumn approached. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley squeezed into an old carriage and drove towards the gate of the magic school. The carriage was shaking, and the atmosphere in the carriage was full of excitement and anticipation.

"What do you think will happen in the new school year?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"Maybe there will be new courses, or more magical magic." Ron rubbed his chin and imagined.

Harry stared out the window quietly, with mixed emotions in his heart. During the summer vacation, he often thought about his connection with Voldemort and the hidden mysteries. However, for now, he decided to enjoy the start of the new school year and hope that everything would go well.

After arriving at Hogwarts, they were welcomed into the Great Hall. Familiar faces and noisy cheers made Harry feel at home. However, his mood suddenly changed when the dinner started. Dudley Dursley, his fat cousin, did not appear at the table.

"What's going on? Where's Dudley?" Harry asked a classmate next to him.

"I heard that he has some problems, I don't know what's wrong." The classmates were talking about it.

Harry's heart sank, he knew that Dudley was not popular in the wizarding world, but he was still his relative.After the dinner, Harry decided to go to the passage in front of the Gryffindor dormitory to find the room of Vernon Dursley's family.

He knocked on the door and it opened, revealing the stern face of Vernon Dursley.

"Harry, what's the matter?" Vernon asked coldly.

"I...I want to see Dudley," said Harry nervously.

Vernon frowned, "Dudley is not available to see guests. You should go back."

Harry's heart sank, but he didn't give up. The next day, he got up early and sneaked into the Dursleys' room. Dudley's room was a mess, and the bed was empty. Harry looked around until he found a snoring sound coming from behind the door of an inconspicuous small room.

Pushing the door open, Harry saw Dudley curled up in the corner, with a trace of coldness still on his body. He had obviously been pushed down from a height and was now in a coma.