Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Hagrid, with messy long hair and tangled thick beard, was so tall that he could only hunch his waist and lower his head to barely squeeze into the door. He looked at the two pairs of eyes in front of him in surprise.

"I am so sorry."

A heavy, low voice sounded, and Hagrid turned around, lifted the poor door, and slammed it back into the door frame.

Uncle Vernon gripped the double-barreled shotgun in his hand in fear and made a strange, shrill sound.

"I want you to leave immediately, sir. You are trespassing!"

Harry looked at his cousin Dudley in admiration. It was absolutely correct, not a single word was wrong. Everything that had happened in the past few days was completely in line with Dudley's "prediction." Dudley just squinted his eyes, signaling Harry not to expose himself and continue to pretend to be panicked.

"Oh, shut up, Dursley, you old scoundrel."

The barrel of the gun was easily twisted into a bend. Vernon was so frightened that he fired his gun immediately. However, the bullet followed the upward-bent barrel and pierced through the roof with a "bang".

"Last time I saw you, you were still a baby, Harry!"

"But you seem to be a little taller than I thought! And so strong! What a good boy!"

Hagrid turned around with a laugh and patted Dudley on the shoulder.

"Sir, he is Harry Potter."

Dudley laughed easily and pulled Harry, who was a little dazed, to his side. Looking at the familiar pair of eyes, Hagrid slapped his forehead in annoyance and took out a cardboard box from the inside pocket of his coat.

"Of course, of course it's you!"

"I have something for you. It seems I accidentally overwhelmed you, but I think it still tastes just as delicious."

The paper box was opened and on it was written in sticky green syrup: Happy Birthday, Harry.

Hagrid sat on the sofa very familiarly, took out a small pink umbrella for macho men, and with two "whooshes", the fireplace was ignited by two small fireballs out of thin air. Harry and the Dursleys were stunned, only Dudley folded his hands, leisurely looking forward to what would happen next.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Harry looked back at Dudley and then asked in confusion.

"Rubeau Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Gamekeeper at Hogwarts."

"Of course, you must know everything about Hogwarts."

Hagrid responded with a smile, but he still glanced at the calm Dudley beside him with some concern. He knew that the Dursleys had a biological son, Dudley Dursley, but shouldn't Muggles be surprised and panicked when they saw him performing magic?

Why looking at his expression, it seems like he knew this was going to happen?

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

Harry shook his head. Dudley didn't tell him everything, so Harry didn't know about the so-called magic school and his own life experience. At least before entering Hogwarts, Dudley didn't want to make things too big. After all, as a variable in this world, once he slipped off the track, it would be difficult to control what happened next.

What follows is a natural plot. Harry's true identity is revealed, and his identity as a wizard is all within Dudley's expectations. Of course, Vernon and Petunia try their best to stop it. Dudley is still a little sad. Although the couple don't treat Harry well, in fact, it is also a disguised form of protection. He is the only one in the Dursley family who knows that the protection of Harry by the Fidelius Charm cannot be separated from relatives.

As Lily Potter's sister, Petunia's treatment of Harry was more out of jealousy. After all, these two just acted very twisted, but they actually still had some love for Harry.

However, these have nothing to do with me.

After taking two bites of the cake that Hagrid gave to Harry, Dudley clapped his hands. Sure enough, Hagrid had raised the little pink umbrella and pointed it at him.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Hagrid, Cousin Dudley is very kind to me, unlike my aunt and uncle."

Harry frowned and stood in front of Dudley, and Hagrid also frowned.

Isn't this right?

He knew a little about Harry's situation. It seemed that this cousin and Harry were not very close. Why was Harry protecting this bully now?

"Dear Mr. Hagrid, I know your Hogwarts admissions standards."

"However, I think that an outstanding student like me might be admitted by you as an exception?"

Wiping the cream crumbs off his hands, Dudley jumped down from the windowsill and stood side by side with Harry.

"What are you talking about, kid? You can't enroll in Hogwarts without an admission letter."

"After all, magic is not something that Muggles can comprehend."

Hagrid looked at the tall boy in front of him and pouted in distress.

"Of course, it's like that saying: using magic in front of Muggles is strictly prohibited, isn't it?"

Dudley pointed to the roaring fire in the fireplace and smiled knowingly.

"Oh my God! Dudley darling, how did you know..."

Petunia looked at her eldest son in shock. She could never have imagined that there was such a senior wizard enthusiast in the Dursley family.

Ignoring his step-parents' surprise, Dudley walked slowly to Hagrid and lowered his voice.

"Mr. Hagrid, you don't want others to know that you have kept a staff like this after your staff was confiscated... huh?"

The giant's eyes widened as he looked at the Muggle boy in front of him in disbelief.

He actually knew about this?

Hagrid was not a very smart man. Such a turn of events had almost caused his brain to shut down. He even forgot about the curious Harry standing beside him and just stared at Dudley in a daze.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. All that is to do is to let me enroll with Harry. For you, it's just a matter of talking to Professor Dumbledore, isn't it?"

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Dudley smiled naively.

"Dudley! I will never allow you to become a freak like that!"

Vernon's angry voice was heard, and Hagrid immediately raised his small umbrella and pointed it at Vernon. Almost in the blink of an eye, there was a purple flash and a sound like firecrackers. Vernon covered his fat butt and jumped around in pain. A curly pig's tail suddenly grew behind his pajamas.

"Oh!"

Penny fainted. The shock she had received tonight was too much and she could no longer bear the blow.

"Well, cunning boy, I'll tell Professor Dumbledore about this!"

"Harry, there's... Dudley, right?"

"It's getting late, we should go!"

"Unless you want to stay, of course?"

Smiling warmly at Harry, Hagrid made up his mind not to pay attention to this strange change.

Anyway, he is just a Muggle. Respected Professor Dumbledore must have a way to deal with it, right?

Hogwarts, where is the precedent for Muggles being admitted?

The flying motorcycle took off into the sky, carrying Harry and Dudley towards London.