Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Brother Zha was a little depressed, and not only because of Harry Potter, the famous figure of Gryffindor.

Ever since Goyle and Crabbe told him the truth about his "unexplained coma", Malfoy's eyes have been somewhat strange when he looks at Dudley.

"So you're stupid. He's not a boxer, how could he hurt me?"

He scolded the two lackeys, and Goyle and Crabbe stammered and did not dare to refute. After all, although the temper of the dagger was a bit bad, he was quite good to his subordinates. After all, he was the young master of the Malfoy family. At least in terms of treatment, the two of them always had endless snacks.

What could a teenager like him pursue? Especially these two, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix, who were not particularly known for their brains.

"But...I really saw..."

Vincent Crabbe is a little smarter than Goyle after all, but this gap, which is the gap between grapes and raisins, is still smaller than the apples, watermelons and pineapples of normal people.

"Shut up. If you don't want to embarrass Slytherin, swallow it."

"Do we want everyone in Hogwarts to know that I, Draco Malfoy, was knocked down by a Muggle without any magic?"

Malfoy felt his jaw aching again, his eyes rolled, and he quickly thought of a good way to find fault.

"I really feel bad for those people."

"They have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because their families don't want them."

The Englishman's words were rather sarcastic, so it was needless to say who he was referring to. Crabbe and Goyle immediately laughed along, but no one paid any attention to them, not even the Slytherin students.

Because this joke is not funny at all.

Ever since losing the Quidditch match to Gryffindor, the morale of Slytherin has been devastated. Even Draco is more gloomy than usual. Everyone in Snake House is indignant about Slytherin's failure.

However, even someone as stubborn as Dudley had to admit that it was a very capable thing for Harry to find the Golden Snitch under pressure, and for Dudley to replace the faulty broom in time. Unconsciously, everyone began to admire Harry.

And his boyfriend Dudley Dursley, who looked very strong.

Dudley glanced at Dragnet and said nothing. There was no need to speak. In the first grade, the boy was not that bad. Moreover, Dragnet was not a born evil person like Tom Riddle, who needed his father to instigate him to do evil. If he went astray, he could be corrected.

However, if this kid talks badly, Cousin Dudley will not hesitate to use his original "boxing magic".

"Come back and don't let that black magician who doesn't wash his hair affect your mood."

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Dudley glared at Snape fiercely. Severus, who was originally thinking of finding some excuse to deduct a few points from Gryffindor, immediately turned his head away and didn't look at this stupid, big, black and rough nemesis.

After such a period of time, he finally figured it out.

If you want to find trouble in the future, you have to avoid this guy Dudley.

Otherwise, given the behavior of his doting mother, if he showed his true colors to Dudley, within three days, there would be some sensational headlines circulating in Hogwarts, such as "I'll tell you in detail all the dirty things that the dirty half-blood bastard who dared to bully my son had done, as well as his pitiful and miserable first half of his life."

It is not a smart thing to do to offend a woman, especially a narrow-minded and protective woman.

Severus still cherishes his life very much, and he doesn't want to do anything that will get him killed for some petty reasons.

Fortunately, without Snape's interruption, Harry made rapid progress in Potions class.

And by the way, Mr. Neville Longbottom also came under Dudley's protection.

The class ended without incident, and Snape left a pile of homework as usual and floated away.

"Do you have a minute? I want to talk about Professor Quirrell."

Harry and Ron walked away, and Hermione suddenly appeared and tugged at the corner of Dudley's clothes.

"Of course, on such a cold day, a glass of butterbeer might be the best choice."

Dudley readily agreed, and the two walked side by side towards Hagrid's hut - with their schedule, going to the pub in Hogsmeade village was obviously a bit far away, not to mention that it was snowing heavily, and no one wanted to fly in such weather.

In the dark corner, Filch leaned half of his body out sinisterly and called softly to Mrs. Norris who was at his feet.

"These troublemakers must be discussing something that violates school rules again!"

Filch muttered to himself as he held the cat in his arms.

Although he was beaten up by three masked men and the matter was left unresolved, he could easily figure out who else could have been in the trophy room that night except for those Gryffindors?

But there was no actual evidence, and even Snape was unwilling to comment on the matter. Filch just felt aggrieved.

I have been the supervisor of Hogwarts for so many years, and I have never been able to punish anyone I want.

Being born a Squib in a wizard family made his psychology somewhat abnormal, and when faced with these extremely talented students, he would always vent his frustrations on them.

And now, even a Muggle-born student who is not very proficient in magic can challenge his dignity?

Filch had never been to the East, but a similar famous saying appeared in his mind without any instruction.

Tolerable or unbearable!

Today we must expose your disguise as a good student!

For a moment, he even ignored the Weasley twins, who loved to play pranks and were his biggest enemies. Filch followed Dudley and Hermione viciously and came to Hagrid's hut.

It must be said that Filch is a very patient man. In this heavy snowstorm, even the ghosts were unwilling to stay for long, but he just stood in the waist-deep snow, spying on every move in the cabin.

"I brought this."

Filch could see the tall Gryffindor student slowly pulling out a cloth-wrapped rod-like object from his robes.

"Contraband!"

Lao Deng's eyes lit up and he almost started singing with joy.

"Hush, Dudley, don't make any noise. This thing can't be seen in public."

Hermione seemed startled and quickly told Dudley to lower his head. The two of them covered the "contraband" on the table with their bodies. Filch thought for a moment, then yelled and kicked open the door of Hagrid's hut.

"Ahaha! Gryffindor students are trading contraband in private!"

However, after Filch rubbed his dim eyes, he could see clearly what was on the table.