Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Perhaps there is no God of Plague in the wizarding world, but Malfoy still thought of a perfect image: the Whomping Willow.

Outside the Hogwarts castle, there is a magical plant. No matter what hits it, it will be whipped madly by its living branches.

And this Dudley who looks like a giant monster in front of him is probably more terrifying than the Whomping Willow, right?

Brother Zhua didn't move, his legs were shaking like sieves, and he had exhausted all his strength to stand, and he could no longer walk.

"If you have the ability, go learn the spells yourself and pin Voldemort to the ground and kill him! That's what a real man is!"

"We Gryffindors are cowards, we don't need you, Malfoy, to teach us!"

"Longbottom, who cast the curse on you?"

With Dudley's support, or encouragement, Neville wiped his tears vigorously and walked out from behind Neville.

"it's him!"

Pointing at Malfoy, Neville looked at the increasing number of students gathered around him and suddenly felt a little timid.

"Why are you shy? He beat you and scolded your parents. Can you tolerate it?"

"Go, give him two slaps! Let him learn a lesson!"

Dudley took the opportunity to kick Goyle, who was struggling to get up. The two lackeys quickly and wisely lay on the ground, wishing they could blend into the tiles of Hogwarts.

Thinking back to what Malfoy had done to him, the verbal and physical insults, no matter how kind Neville was, his chest was filled with anger and he walked quickly towards Malfoy.

"Longbottom! What are you going to do!?"

“Not even my father…”

Malfoy's eyes widened, but before he could finish, Neville slapped him twice on the face. Two crisp slaps rang out, and the white and tender little face immediately turned red.

"it is good!"

It seemed that one of the twins shouted, and the surrounding Hogwarts students, especially the Gryffindor students, cheered loudly. Even the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students followed suit and applauded.

After all, the popularity of the arrogant guy is so great that everyone in Hogwarts hates him. His pure-blood theory has long made many students from Muggle families particularly dissatisfied. Now that they can see him being humiliated, the students from Muggle families can't wait to put up some red envelopes to celebrate.

"Woo..."

Having vented his anger, Neville started to cry uncontrollably, and Malfoy only glared at Neville and didn't dare to look up at Dudley.

The smart guy knew the situation and kept his mouth shut instead of shouting loudly.

"Okay, Malfoy, you have some backbone. Let's stop here for today."

Dudley nodded, but didn't say anything harsh like "I'll do this and that if I see it again." After all, self-awakening requires such inducement, but it's just that I have to take the lead every time to have the courage to retaliate. What kind of awakening is that?

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish.

At least Mr. Longbottom can muster some courage now.

Dudley picked up Neville and turned to leave.

"Come back, Mr. Dursley."

"Because of beating a classmate without reason, I will deduct ..."

Snape emerged from the library like a ghost - yes, given the way he walked so erratically, it was only natural to say he emerged.

However, when Dudley slowly turned around and stared at Severus deeply, Snape had to swallow the "deduct 20 points" that was stuck in his throat.

"What are you looking at? Are you trying to use your magic wand to make a knife to cut me?"

"Honestly, Professor Snape, you should wash your hair."

After Dudley finished speaking, he ran away with Neville like the wind.

Seeing that there was no more fun to watch, the students who were watching dispersed one after another. Soon, only Snape and the Malfoy trio were left at the library entrance.

Malfoy finally fell to his knees, trembling. He had no strength left.

Snape looked at the trio with disappointment and immediately drifted away.

He was now very confused.

Could it be that this Muggle boy from the Dursley family even knows the magic he created himself, "Invisible Sword"?

Not to mention the confused Severus, Harry has already found out the origin of the Philosopher's Stone, and Gryffindor has successfully won the match against Hufflepuff.

Dudley suddenly realized that he had only gotten to know a few people this semester.

For example, the short-haired Slytherin girl, she looks pretty good, but her personality is really mean and sharp. It seems that she even bullied Neville in the flying class. What's her name?

"Pansy Parkinson."

Ron didn't even look up.

"How can someone who can fawn on Malfoy be a good person?"

Dudley shrugged, but was still slightly shocked. It seemed that some things were completely different from the original book he had read in his previous life. At least, he didn't see a live poodle.

"Tsk tsk, why are there so few normal people worth mentioning in Slytherin House this year?"

After making a casual complaint, Dudley began to review the book "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" on hand.

Less than three minutes later, loud snoring began.

He is indeed not good at studying.

"No sleeping! Did you know that we have to pass the exams to be promoted to the second grade? They are very important..."

Hermione babbled, slapping Dudley on the back of the head.

"Okay, okay, Miss Granger will definitely be a qualified Hogwarts teacher in the future."

Dudley yawned, opened his eyelids hard, and forced himself to study.

Ron's eyes became particularly strange and he poked Harry in the waist.

"Don't you think that cousin Dudley has relieved us of a lot of pressure from Hermione?"

Harry nodded in agreement. During this time, as long as Dudley was around, Miss Granger would never direct her nagging at anyone else. If boys and girls did not sleep separately, Hermione would probably chase Dudley and beat him all the way to the dungeon.

"Never mind her. What I want to know now is whether the Philosopher's Stone is still safe and sound."

Pushing up his brand new glasses, Harry looked up worriedly.

He had witnessed Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell's strange conversation outside the Forbidden Forest. As for Nicolas Flamel's life, the studious Miss Granger had already found his information. And during the "duel" that night, Harry also saw with his own eyes the three-headed dog on the fourth floor, Fluffy.

The truth is clear. The Philosopher's Stone is in this room guarded by the three-headed dog.

The question is, who are the Dark Lord's servants?

Harry would rather believe that it was Severus who never washed his hair, but Dudley just laughed at his guess and did not confirm it.

Could it be someone else?

Could it be that Professor Quirrell, the stuttering one who reeks of garlic?

Harry was so absorbed in his thought that if Ron hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten that Hagrid, who had quietly hidden the book and was trying to leave secretly, was tiptoeing past them.