Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 2 2. Mage training system

Author: Lord Berefeld

Chapter 2 2. Mage training system

"Gudong."

Upon hearing that name, several people's throats squirmed and they all swallowed.

That name is a taboo that must not be mentioned in St. George's Primary School.

The three of them felt a cold wave coming, and they all shivered.

"I seem to hear someone talking about me?"

A very soft voice sounded, but it was like thunder in the ears of the four people.

A palm appeared at the corner of the wall, and a huge shadow gradually emerged, seemingly emitting white smoke, blocking the sunlight above the three people.

The three of them, who had been extremely arrogant when facing Harry just now, felt their throats go dry.

How should you describe the other person?

Just their arms are thicker than their thighs.

Judging from the figure alone, it seems that this man is undoubtedly a strong man, but from his tender face, it can be seen that he is still a child, and his strong body often gives people the illusion of facing a burly man.

To describe it, the painting style is completely different from theirs.

Just standing there gave me a suffocating sense of oppression.

Harvey swallowed dryly. He didn't recognize the other person, but this iconic figure also made him aware of the other person's identity.

I saw the other party showing a very "nature-friendly" smile.

However, just such a simple smile made the three of them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Dudley Dursley, a boy whose name alone can stop a child from crying at night.

"What are you going to do to my dear cousin?"

His eyes swept over the three of them, giving them the illusion that they were being targeted by natural enemies, or maybe it wasn't an illusion.

"No. Nothing, sir."

The three of them said in unison, even using honorifics.

"That's good, I don't like violence and trouble."

Dudley smiled and nodded, and once again showed what he thought was a refined smile to several people.

The three people watching were frightened again.

He walked up to Harry and put the black-rimmed glasses on his face again. When he saw the slightly red fingerprints on Harry's face, his face darkened.

"Slap yourself."

Dudley turned his head and said to the three of them expressionlessly.

"Try harder, I don't want to say it a second time."

The suffocating pressure rushed towards each other, and the three of them seemed to have their whole hearts squeezed tightly by each other.

Rather than saying that they were facing a person, they were facing a beast.

At least the three at Harvey think so.

Snap, snap, snap

The crisp sound of self-slapping sounded.

No one can question Dudley's decision, no one can bargain in front of Dudley.

No matter what the request is, it is best to follow his words.

After a few slaps, my face immediately became swollen.

It can be seen that he is hitting really hard.

They didn't dare to perfunctory, let alone stop.

It wasn't until the faces of the three of them were swollen into pig heads that Dudley asked Harry, "Are you satisfied? Harry?"

"Satisfied!" Harry nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Dudley nodded with satisfaction and pursed his lips: "Okay."

After hearing Dudley's words, the three of them dared to stop.

Dudley did not like to use violence unless necessary, and he insisted that he was an easy-going person.

You see, they slap themselves in the face and have nothing to do with me, Dudley Dursley.

He took the baguette from Harry and was about to enjoy it when he saw the teeth marks on the end and frowned again: "Who touched my lunch?"

Just a simple question made the three of them tremble like chaff, especially the short fat man who was almost crying with fear.

Guess why Dudley is called Food Protector?

Jim finally plucked up the courage and said, "Listen to me, there are some misunderstandings."

"I don't want to know about any misunderstanding."

Dudley showed his big white teeth: "I just want to know when will you pay back the 4 pounds you owe my brother?"

It seems that he knows nothing, but in fact he understands everything.

These people just wanted to 'borrow' some money from Harry to spend. This was not unusual in St. George's Primary School, or rather common in most primary schools.

Bullies and bullies will always exist in any school.

As he said himself, he doesn't like trouble.

Since you want to 'borrow' it, then 'lend' it to you. It's my business whether I lend it to you, and it's the other party's business if you don't return it.

Harry's glasses just need new ones.

The incomprehensible words made all three of them stunned, but Jim reacted the fastest.

"We will return it to you in a week, sir."

'Here! Even if I steal or rob, I must get it.'

depression to luck.

"Three days later." Dudley looked disgusted and tore off the area on the baguette that was stained with other people's saliva: "And the compensation for my bread. And"

As he spoke, Dudley looked at Harry's face again: "A slap costs 1 pound and 5 pence, so you owe our brothers a total of 9 pounds and 15 pence. Thank you."

At 9 pounds 15 pence, the average for three people is about 3 pounds 5 pence per person.

For a poor student, this means a lot of wealth.

The short fat man squirmed his lips when he heard the words and was about to say something when he saw Dudley with a gloomy look on his face as he put the baguette that was about to fall out of his teeth into his mouth and chewed it. It kept making squeaking and squeaking sounds, like he was eating something crispy.

Crispy food. At that moment, the short fat man thought of his fingers and some bloody scenes with a restricted rating. The words reached his lips and he swallowed them alive.

As for the three of them teaming up to beat him up?

Do not make jokes.

Look at those streamlined muscles with peaks and mountains stacked up like hills.

Can three rabbits together beat a brown bear?

It's not that no one wanted to teach Dudley a lesson, they even contacted the gangsters from the middle school next door, but in the end they all ended up in the hospital.

'Not only did Dudley have no trouble, he even got a commendation from the school.'

'Be brave when it comes to justice.'

'Fuck you for being brave.'

Looking at Dudley's broad, thick arms and strong arms, the three of them swallowed unconsciously again. The arms couldn't hold up his thighs.

I heard that Dudley won the Southeastern Junior Heavyweight Interschool Boxing Championship in the third grade.

What is the concept?

This competition is usually only open to middle school students. Not only did Dudley participate, he even won the championship.

The three of them tied together are not strong enough to punch each other.

Under Dudley's big mouthfuls of chewing, a baguette was quickly destroyed. He handed the part of the baguette that had just been torn off to the short and fat boy: "Don't waste food, eat this."

The short and fat boy did not dare to resist. He took it with tears in his eyes and put it in his mouth. Then he bit hard and heard a "cluck" sound, and one of his teeth fell out.

With his face full of tears and his mouth full of blood, coupled with his swollen pig head appearance, it would be terrible.

'Is this eating rocks? It must be so.' Jim and Harvey thought in their minds, and at the same time they had a new understanding of Dudley's terror.

At this time, Dudley paused slightly, his originally frowning brows relaxed, and a slightly honest smile bloomed on his face.

However, this smile has nothing to do with honesty in the eyes of the trio. It is definitely the smile of a devil.

'Don't you have any more ideas?'

‘I really can’t afford the pound anymore! I don’t have a penny left.’

'Mom, I don't dare anymore.'

They didn't even dare to question it, they could only pray silently in their hearts.

Of course Dudley would not be so bored and continue to blackmail a few poor students. He heard a notification sound in his ear.

"Rescuing the young savior Harry Potter will reward him with a physical lottery draw."

New book, please collect it and pay attention to it

(End of chapter)