Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Everyone else was surprised, only Harry took it for granted, as he hadn't seen a cat Dudley couldn't handle so far.

Dudley has 100 percent 'true damage' to cats.

Whether it is the method of stroking cats or the affinity for cats, there is no limit to high.

As long as it is a cat, it will definitely bow down at Dudley's feet and show its belly to him.

As for the fact that Dudley was talking to the cat, Harry thought it was normal, since he could talk to snakes, it was no surprise that Dudley was talking to cats.

Dullin can talk to Mrs. Norris not because he is a cat whisperer, but because of Fantastic Animals.

Mrs. Norris is not an ordinary cat. Ordinary cats don't live as long as her. This guy has been with Filch for twenty years, and there is no sign of aging at all.

She has the bloodline of some kind of magical creature in her body, and this bloodline accounts for a large proportion.

At least Dudley could easily understand what she was saying.

After masturbating Mrs. Norris for a while, Dudley reached into the pouch on his waist and took out a vial from it.

At that moment, Mrs. Norris jumped up from the ground, staring fixedly at the vial in Dudley's hand.

It was filled with small dried fish.

Delicious small fish jerky (perfect), the data magic eye faithfully shows.

This is what Dudley made by himself after brewing the potion. The fish was caught by the Black Lake when he finished training. I don’t know if it’s because it’s near the Forbidden Forest. The quality of the fish in the Black Lake It's not just delicious.

Since there were not many cats in the castle, and most of them were raised by Ravenclaw's little witches, Dudley, who was used to petting cats, couldn't get used to it until he met Mrs. Norris on the way back to the dormitory after exercising at night.

Then most of the small dried fish he made went into Mrs. Norris' stomach.

When she was by Filch's side, Mrs. Norris still had that aloof look, but if Filch wasn't around, Mrs. Norris would be the same as before.

Huh? There's always something wrong with this description.

"These small dried fish are all yours."

"I'll get you some fresh ones tomorrow."

Dudley rubbed Mrs. Norris's little head viciously. As for Mrs. Norris, she concentrated on tasting the incomparably delicious dried fish and wiped it all out in a short while.

Mrs. Norris, who was full of food and drink, licked the little residue left between her paws with satisfaction, then shook her body and called Dudley a few times "meow meow meow".

"Let's go, Mrs. Norris said that she will take us back and we will never be found."

With the little traitor Mrs. Norris leading the way, Filch can definitely be avoided.

The little wizards behind him looked at each other in blank dismay, was this considered a rebellion?

Dudley raised his eyebrows at this moment, and looked around defiantly.

He wanted to see who had arranged this, why they had to go to the fourth floor, and whether there was anything else arranged on the road behind.

Even if you really want to let Filch out, Dudley is confident that he will send him a "swoon" before the other party reacts.

Well, on a physical level.

With Mrs. Norris leading the way, the rest of the journey went very smoothly without any accidents. They soon arrived at the door of the Gryffindor lounge.

In Dudley's vision, Filch, Peeves and even Professor McGonagall did not appear, as if the inexplicable change of the stairs, the sudden disappearance of the path under the stairs, and the sudden appearance of Mrs. Norris were really just a coincidence.

But Dudley didn't believe it, when a series of coincidences came together, it wasn't a coincidence.

After watching Hermione and others enter the lounge, Dudley led Malfoy back to the Slytherin lounge.

Also all the way without incident, faster than they could go back to Gryffindor.

Dudley nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood something.

The next morning, Dudley got up early as usual. About the time he had finished fifty sets of push-ups, thirty sets of barbell rows, twenty sets of squats and fifteen sets of dumbbell chest presses, Harry and Mal Fu arrived as promised, and Hermione followed closely behind.

Even Ron followed.

"It's still early, let's do a set of warm-up training first."

For ordinary people, Dudley's warm-up is directly high-intensity training.

Malfoy was the fastest, followed by Harry, and finally Hermione.

As for Ron?

Little Ronnie gave up before finishing the first group.

"The rules of the game are one-on-one. You can use any method to knock the opponent down until the opponent admits defeat or I declare the winner."

"Any comments?"

Harry and Malfoy nodded, took out their wands from their waists, and stared at each other.

"Do you really want to fight? Will this be bad?"

Hermione whispered, she wanted to persuade a fight but didn't know how to persuade her.

"There is no boy who doesn't fight. If you don't like it, just fight, and if there is any problem, it will be solved."

Dudley shook his head.

Friendship between men is often made between fists and kicks.

Fist is the proof of friendship.

"Don't worry, Hermione. Potions are enough."

Hermione: .

'Boys are so weird. '

What spells do Hogwarts wizards teach in their first year?

As it stands, Flitwick has only taught three charms.

Luminescence, Unlocking Charm (Arajo Cave), and

"Clear springs are like water!"

Malfoy was the first to wave his wand at Harry.

I saw a small spark from the tip of his wand first, and then a few drops of cloudy liquid dripped out like drips.

That feeling is as anxious as peeing endlessly.

As far as young wizards at this stage are concerned, it is still a bit difficult to release magic smoothly.

Again, not everyone's name is Hermione Granger.

Seeing that Malfoy let go of his loneliness, Harry naturally would not let go of this excellent opportunity, so he also drew out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy.

"Clear springs are like water!"

Harry's spell was slightly better than Malfoy's, but it was also very limited. A slender stream of water sprayed out from the tip of his wand, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and hit Malfoy's face perfectly.

Not to be outdone, Malfoy swung his wand again with all his strength, and this time he finally sprayed water.

Also sprayed Harry in the face.

The attainments of the two in spells are equal. Malfoy, who grew up in the wizarding world, does not know more spells than Harry.

Fluorescent flashes and unlocking spells are obviously not offensive spells, and the only thing the two of them can use is clear springs like water.

The two of you hit each other, you come and go, each time they waved the spell very hard, and the fight was exhilarating.

It's just that the battle of spells between the two is another scene in Dudley's eyes.

This feels like a squirt gun fight.

Soon, both of them also realized that such a foolish approach could not hurt each other at all, so they gave up their wands together, and rushed towards each other to fight instead.

At this time, the advantage of exercising is reflected. Although Harry grew up with Dudley since he was a child, he just seems to never take the initiative to exercise. Although Malfoy spends less time with Dudley, he does exercise no matter what. for a while.

So after the two fought with each other, Malfoy won by a narrow margin.

Starting today, Harry also joined Dudley's training team.