Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

"Have a piece, buddy."

When he saw Harry in the afternoon, Dudley was picking up the teapot with 'tons and tons', raised his head and drank the black tea in it, and then handed him a biscuit casually.

"Thank you." Harry took the biscuit and started to eat it.

Dudley handed Hermione another biscuit: "Do you want Hermione?"

"I've eaten it." Hermione shook her head, pretending to be casual, and glanced at the biscuits from time to time.

Her intuition told her that this biscuit definitely did not come from the Hogwarts kitchen.

"It tastes good, Brother D, did you make it?" After eating one biscuit, Harry, who felt that he was not full, took a second one from Dudley.

"You know, I'm not good at sweets. Sister Slytherin gave these."

Dudley picked up another piece and ate it.

Pansy didn't know how to make black tea or biscuits at all, so he found a few seniors who were good at making desserts to make for Dudley.

He does not mean that.

Hermione suddenly asked, "Dudley, do you like biscuits?"

"No, I always like to chew something when I'm bored."

After eating the last biscuit, Dudley narrowed his eyes comfortably when he heard the system experience +2 prompt.

Hogwarts didn't have a baguette, or the Hogwarts baguette wasn't muscular enough, which made Dudley very uncomfortable.

It's hard to live without a teething stick.

The three of them left the castle and walked through a field. At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, they saw a cabin. This was Hagrid's house. There was a crossbow and a pair of rubber overshoes hanging in front of the gate.

As long as they don't go to the Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts does not prohibit young wizards from walking around the castle.

Harry knocked on the wooden door, and they heard a nervous struggle and a few muffled barks from inside. Then came Hagrid's muffled voice: "Back back, Fang Fang, back up."

With a slight tremor on the ground, the wooden door opened a gap, revealing Hagrid's big bearded face.

Hagrid was very happy after seeing Harry, Dudley and Hermione.

"I thought you wouldn't come, but I mean you're finally here." Hagrid said awkwardly, his language organization skills were always poor, but he could tell he was very happy.

Hagrid was good at talking without touching certain points.

The three of them were quickly invited in.

Although it looks like a small wooden house from the outside, the space inside is actually much larger than the outside. Obviously, the house has been cast with the No Trace Stretching Charm, otherwise, a big man like Hagrid would not be able to toss about.

"Professor Dumbledore made it for me, it's not bad." Haggar said hesitantly.

Entering the hut gave the three of them the illusion that they had come to the kingdom of giants. Almost all the daily necessities were two or three times larger than those of normal wizards.

Even with Dudley's build, sitting on a stool felt like a child sitting on a big stool, let alone Harry and Hermione, whose feet were still a long way from the floor.

Although the traceless stretching spell has been applied, the hut has only one room. Hams and pheasants are hung from the ceiling, and a copper kettle is used to boil boiling water in the brazier. There is a large bed in the corner, and the bed is made of rags.

Beside the table, there was also a big dog that was not small in size and looked very vicious.

Hagrid's pet, Fang.

A guy who looks fierce, but is actually cowardly.

When the three of them entered the room, they raised their heads and glanced at the three of them. Maybe they felt that the three of them were not in any danger, so they fell down and continued to sleep.

"This is Hermione."

Harry introduced to Hagrid.

"Hello."

While saying hello, Hagrid was busy working. He was pouring boiling water into a large teapot, and putting some rock-shaped, 'small' biscuits the size of a small washbasin on the dinner plate.

In fact, these 'little' biscuits live up to their shape.

This thing has a name that sounds hard and tastes even harder-rock cake.

Seeing that Hagrid was so enthusiastic, Hermione and Harry were too embarrassed to refuse, and each took a piece and put it in their mouths as if it were a bigger pastry.

"so hard."

With one bite, the back molars of the two of them were almost crushed.

It felt like eating a rock instead of a biscuit.

Harry put the rock cake back calmly, and Hermione wanted to follow suit, but Hagrid just happened to take it.

"Aren't the biscuits to your liking?"

Hagrid looked at Hermione pitifully, this rock cake was the best thing Hagrid could entertain at home.

"I think."

Hermione couldn't bear it, but she didn't want her teeth to suffer. She tried hard to think about how to explain it so that Hagrid wouldn't be sad.

"creak. creak"

At this moment, there was a sore ear rubbing sound, and I thought someone was sharpening a knife or sawing wood.

Hermione stared blankly at the sound, and found that it was Dudley who was chewing. At this time, he had already eaten half of the rock cake.

this.

At this moment, Hermione's mood can no longer be described as shock.

Her own father's comment on Dudley's teeth also rang in her mind.

That's not a tooth, it's a hydraulic press.

I haven't seen anything that he can't chew.

I thought it was my father's exaggeration, but I didn't expect it to be true.

"The biscuit tastes good, I like it very much."

Dudley ate a piece of rock cake in a slow manner, and commented unsatisfactorily: "You are very talented as a cook, Hagrid."

I found it, a substitute for baguettes, a new molar stick, it's you Yanpibing!

"Really? I'm so happy, I thought I didn't taste good."

Hagrid was as happy as a child when he heard that his desserts got such high praise.

Then his eyes fell on Hermione, to be precise, the rock pie in her hand.

He wants more recognition.

"I mean I'm on a diet, and Dudley likes to eat this." Hermione shuddered, and quickly reacted, biting herself quickly, but she didn't bite, leaving only a layer of rock skin with light tooth marks The pie was stuffed into Dudley's hand.

That kind of food is absolutely not something you can touch.

As witty as I am.

Dudley was not polite either, just as he hadn't had enough of a piece, he picked up the rock cake that Hermione gave him and started to eat it.

"I like the taste very much."

Don't know if he was referring to the food or implying something else.

Thinking of something, Hermione's face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was just a simple visit, and the few people happily shared their life at Hogwarts, and they bid farewell to Hagrid when dinner was approaching. Before leaving, Dudley asked Hagrid for a large bag of rock cakes. These are his precious teething sticks.

Hagrid was very happy to be recognized for his cooking skills, but also regretted that his life was difficult, and there was nothing better to entertain them.

Reluctantly, bid farewell to the three of them.

Hagrid is poor?

No, Dudley definitely didn't think so, maybe he was the richest man in Hogwarts.

Regardless of the dilapidated appearance of Hagrid's house, in fact, many of the inconspicuous things are priceless.

For example, Yaya's kennel is all made of unicorn hair, and this alone is worth at least a few thousand Galleons.

If they can all be sold, I am afraid that there is no tens of thousands of gold galleons that cannot be taken down.

Even Dudley was wondering if he should ask him for something to sell so that he could buy ingredients for potions.