Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

The Polyjuice Potion was basically prepared, and the rumors in the school almost described Harry as a candidate for the Dark Lord, as if even the mysterious man would be scared to death if he met him.

After all, compared to Voldemort, who only became famous in the last few hundred years, the rumors about Salazar Slytherin are obviously more popular.

However, Dudley struck out hard at everyone who spread the rumors - of course, the civilized Brother D would not punch directly, he would only send a Fight Club poster to those who spread the gossips. The poster showed a tall giant being beaten severely by a huge fist that was more than a person's height.

Silent threats were obviously more effective than verbal foul language. At least before Christmas, Harry never heard any more stories about him attacking and petrifying others.

The semester finally ended and Christmas arrived as scheduled, but there was still a small episode - on Christmas Eve, Dudley gave each of his close friends a red apple.

"All right? Chinese is really hard to pronounce. My tongue doesn't obey me."

Ron shrugged his shoulders with his mouth full of juice. It was obvious that the pronunciation of Chinese was still a little difficult for him, an old London Union Jack-wearing Englishman, to adapt to.

"Just eat your food, stop talking so much."

Harry was holding Dudley's knife, which was the Christmas gift Hagrid gave to Dudley last year.

Although the daily use of this knife is to cut meat.

"How long does it take for an apple to go bad? Isn't there a magic that can preserve it for a long time?"

Hermione held her cheek and looked at the apple in front of her. She instinctively felt that the apple Dudley gave her was particularly red.

In fact, Penny bought it wholesale from the farmers' market in Surry County, weighing about 40 kilograms.

Dudley wanted to say this, but seeing Miss Granger's absent-minded eyes, he swallowed his words tactfully.

But apart from anything else, the big mountain eagle, which he humorously named "Pidgeot", was indeed extremely practical. It could fly fast, carry heavy loads, and when it was hungry it would find hares and voles to eat.

After bringing a little Romanian shock to the Dursleys, Dudley began to write letters home frequently, and sent back the pounds exchanged for gold Galleons to buy some things he needed at Hogwarts.

In fact, many daily necessities can be bought in Hogsmeade, but unfortunately they are only in the second year and are not yet qualified to leave the school to wander around. Therefore, Petunia and Vernon often send some things to Dudley - including some clothes and shoes that look quite rustic. Of course, Harry also gets some.

This also includes gifts for this Christmas.

Thinking about last year's Christmas, Dudley couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

Last year he didn't know many people, so naturally he didn't spend much money on gifts. But this year his social circle has obviously expanded, so he has to give gifts to quite a few people, and he has invested almost all the money he earned from working and studying in the cafeteria.

Yes, while Dudley was helping in the kitchen at Hogwarts, he submitted an application to Dumbledore: "Suggestions on working and studying for Hogwarts students in their spare time", and he got a response two weeks later - Hogwarts would allocate a special fund to reward willing students for doing what they could.

Of course, judging from the text, it definitely cannot be said to be a job. After all, even without the Ministry of Magic, employing child labor is a thing of the past in this era - although there are many actual cases, even in developed countries like the United Kingdom.

So Dudley rarely used his and Harry's little stash of money, but he still felt a little sad after spending so much money.

The golden Garlon, the silver Sickle, and the verdigris Nat are all gone!

Fortunately, some gifts can be handmade, which saves a lot of money.

Early in the morning, Hermione ran into the boys' dormitory noisily, waking up the two sleepyheads on the bed.

"Where's Dudley? He's not here?"

After looking around for a long time and not seeing the familiar figure, Miss Granger immediately urged.

"what?"

Ron was still asleep, and he could only vaguely make out that there was a bunch of gifts in his arms.

"He's in the next room - the private room up the stairs."

Harry quickly put on his glasses. Due to his myopia, he couldn't tell the difference between humans and animals without his glasses.

"All right!"

After saying this, Hermione rushed into Dudley's dormitory. Dursley, who was used to getting up early, had already sat on the bench and was doing a 300-kilogram bench press with ease.

"It's time to change... maybe switch to tungsten steel weights?"

As he was muttering to himself, Dudley suddenly felt a smiling face appear before his eyes.

"Merry Chrismas!"

Hermione shouted happily and threw the bulging package of gifts into Dudley's arms.

"Thank you, Hermione, you look really energetic today."

Putting the barbell back in place, Daddy stretched his muscles, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat off his body. It must be said that during the weight gain period, Daddy's figure was not as sharp as usual. Those solid muscles were hidden behind a layer of round fat, and he looked like a hibernating brown bear.

Even body hair looks the same.

"Seriously, you should wear a vest."

Hermione pouted in disgust, but her eyes were secretly glancing at Dudley's body.

Too strong?

Perhaps you can’t find such a strong guy in the whole Hogwarts?

But it looks soft now, so it should be like this when you hug it, right?

Ignoring Miss Granger's fanciful thoughts, Dudley had already opened the gift. Inside was a woolen vest with fine stitching, dark brown in color, with a very fitting cut and no unnecessary patterns or designs on it.

"I hope you like this. It took me about a month to make it. You know, I'm not that skilled at this."

Miss Granger's smile was a little shy.

"I'm so flattered, thank you, Hermione."

"It looks like I'll have to wear this dress all winter."

Dudley had already put on his grey shirt - a set that had been tailor-made for him by Madam Malkin, and which also included all his school uniforms and work robes for the year. Seeing Dudley put on her labor of love immediately, Miss Granger almost wanted to sing.

How about that? Crazy girl from Ravenclaw? Are you interested in surrendering now?

The two left the bedroom one after the other. Harry was whispering to Hedwig, who had brought a gift from the Dursleys. Ron was still rubbing his eyes - probably because he was too excited last night and was not fully awake.

And Dudley's big mountain eagle, Pidgeot, was also standing on the windowsill, preening its feathers and chirping from time to time. This flat-haired fellow was very smart and knew that these people were his master's friends. How could he show his claws and spread his wings like he did to other owls?

"I think this year's Christmas will be very lively."

Dudley smiled as he swallowed a lemon sherbet from the principal's office.