Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Hagrid walked up to the old man and said, "Your crime has caused irreversible consequences, but I believe you still have a chance to make amends."

The old man nodded silently. He understood that he was in a desperate situation. The only way to get out of the shadows and regain his dignity and respect was to face it bravely and work hard to make up for his mistakes.

My aunt walked up to the old man and gently patted him on the shoulder. "You are not a bad person, you just lost your way. Now, you should reflect on yourself and start over."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the old man's eyes. He felt the warmth and encouragement from his aunt. The fear in his heart gradually dissipated, and was replaced by hope and confidence in the future.

With the help of Harry, Hagrid and his aunt, the old man gradually cheered up. He was determined to make up for his mistakes with his actions, reintegrate into society and live a normal life.

The old man quietly stepped into the room, his eyes flashing with a hint of sinisterness and cruelty. He secretly rejoiced, his heart filled with a desire for revenge. He knew that now was the time to act.

The aunt was concentrating on taking care of Dudley Dursley and did not notice the arrival of the old man. She was filled with concern and worry for her son, and she wiped his sweat meticulously and fed him medicine.

The old man approached quietly, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes. His steps were light and rhythmic, like a cheetah lurking in the dark, ready to attack at any time.

Suddenly, he raised the dagger, ready to launch a fatal blow to his aunt, but at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed and blocked in front of him.

"Stop!" A cold voice resounded throughout the room, causing the old man to stop involuntarily.

He looked up and saw a tall man standing in front of him, his eyes revealing unquestionable warning and majesty.

Hagrid straightened up, his eyes as firm as steel, "What are you going to do?"

The old man was startled, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered, "This is none of your business."

Hagrid stared at him coldly. "If you hurt her, it will be my business."

My aunt heard the noise, turned around and looked at the old man in surprise, her eyes full of fear and confusion.

"What...what do you want to do?" my aunt asked tremblingly. She could feel a strong murderous intent in the air.

The old man no longer hid his purpose, he smiled coldly, "I want you to die!"

My aunt's heart sank suddenly, she realized that she was in extreme danger. But she did not back down, she stood up resolutely, ready to fight to the death with the old man.

At this moment, the black wolf jumped down from the bed. It stared at the old man vigilantly, with a fierce aura emanating from its body.

"Be careful!" Hagrid warned loudly. He realized that the situation was very dangerous and he had to take action as soon as possible.

My aunt grabbed a kettle on the bedside and prepared to use it as a weapon. Her eyes revealed firmness and determination, and she was determined to protect herself and her son at all costs.

Seeing this, the old man sneered and rushed towards my aunt with a dagger raised. But just as he approached my aunt, Hagrid quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

"You want to kill her? Wish!" Hagrid's voice was as deafening as thunder. "In my opinion, you are not worthy."

The old man struggled to break free from Hagrid's restraints, but Hagrid's strength was unmatched. He could only stop helplessly, his face full of anger and struggle.

Aunt heaved a sigh of relief. She looked at Hagrid gratefully. "Thank you, Hagrid."

Hagrid nodded, his eyes full of determination, "I will protect you."

Auntie's shaking hands gently stroked Dudley Dursley's forehead, her eyes full of worry and confusion. In this peaceful sleep, she felt the indescribable power emanating from her son.

"Dudley, my child, what on earth have you been through?" Auntie whispered to herself, trying to find the answer from his sleep.

Hagrid stood quietly in a corner of the room, his eyes fixed on his aunt and Dudley, his heart filled with endless regret. He knew that Dudley's injury was far from simple, and there was an unfathomable mystery hidden behind it.

"He has suffered unusual injuries." Harry Potter spoke suddenly, his voice full of heaviness and worry.

Auntie looked up at Harry in surprise. She didn't expect that he had noticed it. She knew that Harry was a smart and sensitive child, and his words could often reveal the truth.

"Do you know what happened?" asked her aunt, hoping to get some clues from Harry.

Harry was silent for a moment, a hint of hesitation on his face. "I'm not sure, but I can feel a dark force, as if there is a shadow hanging over Dudley."

Auntie's heart trembled, she couldn't believe that Dudley was involved in the dark shadow. She remembered all the unusual things in the past, and her heart was filled with fear and anxiety.

"We must find the answer." Aunt was determined. She was determined to uncover the mystery of Dudley and protect him from danger.

Hagrid walked up to his aunt, his eyes revealing a hint of determination. "I will always protect you, no matter what happens."

Auntie looked at Hagrid with gratitude, knowing that she and Dudley could rely on his strength to get through this difficult time. In this dark moment, the unity and trust between them became particularly precious.

The moonlight outside the window sprinkled into the room, casting a soft light and shadow. Aunt sat beside Dudley's bed, holding his hand tightly, her heart filled with endless worry and anxiety. Behind her, Harry stood quietly by the side, staring at Dudley's face, his eyes revealing deep worry.

"We have to find the answer," my aunt said softly, her voice full of determination.

Harry nodded, "Yes, we can't just sit there and do nothing."

Just then, the door of the room was pushed open and Hagrid walked in. There was a solemn look on his face and deep worry in his eyes.

"Hagrid, have you found anything?" asked my aunt anxiously.

Hagrid hesitated for a moment and slowly shook his head. "I searched around the Wall, but didn't find any clues."

Aunt's heart sank to the bottom. She had hoped that Hagrid could find some clues, but the reality made her feel desperate.

"Maybe we should go look for that old man," Harry suggested. He remembered the old man's face and believed he might know something.