Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

As soon as he landed, he said a few words incoherently and then disappeared in a flash. Although he was big, his running speed was almost as fast as those ordinary household flying brooms.

Squeezing through the narrow alleys and the bustling crowd, Dudley quickly arrived near Knockturn Alley, and happened to see the wrinkled old witch reaching out to touch Harry's face with ill intent.

"Get your claws away!"

The old witch was startled by the shout and opened her eyes, only to see a burly man like a giant monster, holding a street lamp in his hand, striding towards her. For a moment, the dark magicians around them hurriedly dodged. Harry quickly rushed to Dudley's side, gasping in fear.

"Harry? Dudley? Why are you here?"

A familiar and thick voice sounded, blocking Harry's question. The two turned around and saw the Hogwarts gamekeeper, who was as burly as Dudley, striding towards them. He pushed the shriveled and wrinkled witch aside. Amid her hoarse curses, Dudley gave her the middle finger viciously.

"I'm lost... Floo powder... ahem!"

Harry's body was covered in coal dust and soot, and his glasses were twisted and distorted. Fortunately, Vernon bought good materials, so they didn't break completely, but were twisted into a weird arc, and the lenses only had some cracks. Otherwise, with Harry's myopia, he would really become the first blind wizard.

"Look at you! Dudley boy, are you here to see him? That's strange, how did you know he was here?"

Picking up Harry with one hand and brushing the dust off him roughly, Hagrid asked in confusion, to which Dudley just shrugged.

"Guess."

"Oh fine."

Hagrid, who was very thoughtful, did not ask any further questions.

After many twists and turns, the three of them finally arrived at a building Harry was familiar with - Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

Dudley looked up and happened to see a familiar figure, it was Hermione standing on the white steps of Gringotts, running down quickly to greet them, her fluffy brown hair flying behind her.

"Harry! Harry! Come here!"

"What happened to your glasses? Hello... Hagrid, oh, and Dudley..."

Miss Granger, who was cheering excitedly, suddenly became weak in her voice when she saw Dudley's tall figure, and there was an inexplicable resentment in her voice.

"It's so nice to see you, Hermione. You're getting prettier by the day."

Dudley put down the street lamp with a smile. Hermione blinked and immediately stopped smiling unconsciously.

"You want me to tell you? Why... didn't you write to me during the holidays?"

Facing Miss Granger's questioning tone, Harry was still wiping the dust off his glasses and spitting out coal dust from his mouth from time to time. Dudley could only shrug.

"I haven't got an owl—you know, those hapless little creatures don't get along with me."

"As for Harry... believe me, we all missed you very much during this holiday, but our letters were intercepted by some naughty guys, so we only got in touch with Ron a while ago."

When Miss Granger heard Dudley say "I missed you a lot", her face quickly turned red, just like Ginny when she saw Harry. Seeing that there would be a bumper apple harvest this year, Dudley cleared his throat, winked at Hermione, and pointed at Harry's predicament.

"Oh my god, Harry, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Hermione fully notice Harry's slovenly appearance, but the Weasley family, who had hurried over, also arrived at the door of Gringotts.

The group exchanged greetings for a moment, and Mrs. Weasley took out a large brush from somewhere and brushed off the remaining coal dust on Harry's body. Mr. Weasley took Harry's glasses and tapped them with his wand. The glasses, from the frame to the lenses, immediately became as shiny as new.

After busying around for a while, Hagrid waved goodbye to everyone and left first.

"I just saw Draco, and his father."

Harry spoke with some fear, holding a licorice wand in his mouth.

"Hey guys, Malfoy family team building?"

Ron learned a lot of trendy words from Dudley.

"Hmm? Did Lucius Malfoy buy anything?"

Mr. Weasley interrupted with a sudden alert tone.

"No, he went to sell something."

"He's scared, huh."

Arthur Weasley said with satisfaction, "Don't tell me, I really want to get evidence against this guy..."

The trio looked at each other in bewilderment. Was there any hatred from the previous generation involved?

Arriving at the counter of Gringotts, Mr. Weasley suddenly cheered and happily greeted the Granger family, who were standing in front of the counter with a somewhat embarrassed look on their faces.

"Ah! You are Muggles! Let me see what you have... Oh my God! It's Muggle currency!"

Looking at the trembling ten-pound note in Mr. Granger's hand, Mrs. Weasley held her forehead in pain. Having such a conspicuous husband could sometimes be quite stressful.

Harry and Dudley flatly refused the idea of ​​riding in a car, so with Ron's reluctant look on their face, they got on a goblin-driven mining cart and rushed to the Potter family's vault.

"Decorate more. You'll have plenty of places to spend money in the future."

Dudley took out a small leather bag and handed it to Harry. He had sewed it with the leftover scraps from making boots when he was free. Although it looked a bit ugly, the dragon skin material was indeed quite strong, so at least he didn't have to worry about the things spilling out.

"Thank you cousin!"

Harry was somewhat touched, and quickly grabbed a handful of gold Galleons and stuffed them into his bulging small leather bag. Fortunately, the dragon skin was quite elastic, so the angular edges of the Galleons did not protrude from the leather, otherwise it would be embarrassing for the Weasley family to see them.

"And some change."

Dudley looked at the gray silver Sickles and furry green copper Knuts piled in the corner and could not help but sigh that the Potter family's shampoo business was really profitable. There was so much money that even the silver coins were not worthy of being placed in the middle.

After taking a lot of money, Harry closed the safe and kept the key close to him.

"I'll keep a few to buy gifts for the Weasleys. You can keep the rest, cousin."

"From now on, I will cover all of my cousin's expenses."

Dudley was stunned. Harry gave him such a large sum of money without blinking an eye. If it were someone else, he would have run away with the huge sum of money. Of course, the second half of the sentence shocked him the most.

Looking at the kind smile on his cousin's face, Dudley lowered his head shyly.

Does this count as being kept?

However, how can being kept by a savior be considered keeping?

Thinking of this, Dudley couldn't help but straighten his chest.

Should I exchange my gold Galleons for pounds at the front desk of Gringotts and buy an AK47 on the black market?

I guess Voldemort couldn't withstand 7.62mm shooting, right?