Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Although it was already known that Hermione would be safe in the future - even now, the mandrakes were almost mature and the antidote could be prepared soon.

But seeing the usually energetic Miss Granger turned into this state, Dudley felt a ball of rage burning in his chest. He wanted to rush into the secret room immediately and turn that pretty boy Tom into a meatball, including the big snake.

But he couldn't do this morally or logically - at least, he must not act rashly before the truth was revealed by others.

The system seems magical, but who knows the logic behind it?

But is it possible that Miss Granger, who had secretly revealed her feelings to him, can only lie in bed like this?

Harry, Ron, and Professor McGonagall all saw Dudley's tightly clenched fists. The joints kept making "clack-clack" sounds, and the veins on his bald forehead were exposed. His face no longer had the simplicity and innocence of the past. Instead, he had a ferocious expression, as if he was about to kill a few people to calm down.

"Calm down, Dursley, I know you're angry now... but we haven't caught the real culprit yet."

Professor McGonagall spoke quickly, her hand instinctively pulling out her wand.

Who knows what kind of terrible scene will happen when this giant monster gets naughty?

"Dudley, don't get excited, Hermione won't die, she just needs an antidote..."

"That's right, cousin. Stay calm at all times. You taught me that."

Harry and Ron also spoke up. After all, they were bolder and took hold of Dudley's arms, one on each side.

After taking a deep breath and exhaling three times, Dudley finally smiled - although it was still chilling.

"How could I be so reckless?"

"Am I a bad person who has a bad temper and beats others for no reason?"

The old man and two children curled their lips at the same time.

Who believes it!

How about letting Malfoy come over and argue with you?

But Dudley did calm down a little - after he realized what was going to happen tonight.

"I want you to put on your Invisibility Cloak, go to Hagrid's hut, and then keep quiet about whatever you see."

In the cafeteria, Dudley lowered his voice and instructed the two.

"That's right, but didn't you say, cousin, that we shouldn't doubt Hagrid?"

At this point, Harry and Ron became more rational.

"Just do what I tell you to do, and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

Dudley slapped the table in annoyance, and a few drops of pumpkin juice immediately splashed out of the cup.

The two looked at each other and said nothing.

It seems that Hermione being attacked really made Dudley furious.

Harry had never seen his cousin show such an expression before. In his impression, at least after the lightning struck, Dudley had never lost his composure like this. Although he looked like a thug who would attack at the slightest disagreement, when he thought about it carefully afterwards, except when facing Draco, every time he attacked, there were signs and he had thought it through.

No matter what they thought, the two men still held up the invisibility cloak and came to Hagrid's hut.

As for Dudley, he came to Snape's office early with the remaining half bottle of snake gall wine.

"I need to use Malfoy to relieve my sexual desire lately."

Hearing his words, Snape almost spit out the wine he had just put into his mouth.

Relieve sexual desire?

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Although there are some customs like this in the British Isles, they are usually based on mutual consent. Moreover, you threatened to take the students of a college to do that kind of thing in front of a college teacher. Isn't that a bit too much?

"I don't think that's a good idea, Dursley."

"Young people at your age often have these kinds of thoughts...but..."

Snape swallowed the wine hard and wanted to say something to dissuade Dudley from his idea.

"Ok?"

Dudley frowned, and the invisible pressure made Snape shut his mouth immediately.

"I know that this series of attacks naturally has nothing to do with Draco."

"But I've been in a bad mood lately, you know. Do you want me to go find Lockhart?"

Sighing, Snape poured himself a glass of wine.

"That's how you Gryffindors are. Once you make up your mind, you'll never change it."

"But considering that he is also a Slytherin...please pay attention to hygiene, okay?"

Dudley was stunned.

What hygiene should be paid attention to when hitting someone?

Wound infection?

Are there still wizards dying from wound infections nowadays?

Snape said nothing, but patted Dudley on the shoulder, having already made up his mind.

I just don’t know if Dictamni Essence is useful for lacerations in certain parts of the body?

That night, Harry and Ron came back dejected and brought bad news.

The Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, and Lucius Malfoy, appear at the same time and take Hagrid away, while Dumbledore also leaves Hogwarts.

But there was still some gain, as Hagrid left a clue and asked them to pay attention to spiders.

Ron, of course, complained bitterly, but his indignation at his companion being attacked overwhelmed some of his fear, causing him to follow Harry in looking for clues in the school, although they found nothing.

During this time, Dudley kept stepping up his training, and even Neville couldn't stand his intensity. However, as the saying goes, strict teachers produce excellent students, and Neville has now shown good achievements in boxing. In an activity of the dueling club, he even quickly dodged the opponent's "Expelliarmus" and hit the poor Hufflepuff student with one punch, dislocating his jaw and immediately losing his ability to fight, and his wand was thrown aside.

In a sense, this is also a kind of "eliminating your weapon".

Although the news was strictly guarded, the fact that Hermione and a sixth-year Ravenclaw girl were both petrified spread quickly, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing, except for Draco Malfoy and his followers, who still maintained a unique sense of complacency and a kind of gloating relief.

"I'm surprised the Mudbloods haven't packed up and left yet."

Malfoy boasted to Goyle and Crabbe.

"I'll bet you five Galleons that the next person to be attacked will definitely die. What a pity it's not Granger..."

This class was Potions class, and Snape next to him widened his eyes.

However, before he could make a move to stop it, a figure quickly and fiercely punched Draco in the face.

"Watch your mouth, you bastard!"

"Your father Lucius didn't teach you well, so let your brother D make up for it!"

"What are you looking at!"

After knocking Malfoy to the ground with a punch, Dudley raised his head angrily and looked at the people around him.

Including Snape, everyone turned their heads away and didn't look at the guy who was wailing on the ground.

Why bother?

What are you going to say in front of this giant?