Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 67 66. Eat me as clear as water!

Chapter 67 66. Eat my clear spring water!

Author: Lord Berefeld

Chapter 67 66. Eat my clear spring water!

Everyone else was surprised, but Harry took it for granted. So far, he had never seen a cat that Dudley couldn't handle.

Dudley has 100% 'real harm' to cats.

Whether it’s the techniques for petting cats or the affinity towards cats, there is no upper limit.

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

As for Dudley talking to the cat, Harry thought it was normal. He could talk to snakes, so there was nothing strange about Dudley talking to the cat.

Dalinian was able to speak to Lady Norris not because he was a cat whisperer, but because of the magical beast language.

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

She has the blood of some kind of magical creature in her body, and this blood 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 small bag on his waist and took out a small bottle.

At that moment, Mrs. Norris jumped up from the ground, her eyes fixed on the vial in Dudley's hand.

It was filled with dried small fish.

Delicious dried fish (perfect), the data magic eye displays it truthfully.

This was Dudley's homemade recipe when he had nothing to do after brewing the potion. The fish was caught from the Black Lake while he was finishing his exercise. I don't know if it's because it's located near the Forbidden Forest. The fish in the Black Lake are of better quality.

Not ordinary delicious.

Since there were only a few cats in the castle and most of them were raised by little witches from Ravenclaw, Dudley, who was used to petting cats, was not used to it until he met Mrs. Norris on his way back to the dormitory after exercising in the evening.

Then most of the dried fish he made ended up in Mrs. Norris's stomach.

Normally when she was with Filch, Mrs. Norris still had the same aloof look, but if Filch was not around, Mrs. Norris would look like she did just now.

Huh? Something feels wrong with this description.

"These dried fish are all yours."

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

Dudley rubbed Mrs. Norris's little head hard, while Mrs. Norris concentrated on tasting the delicious dried fish, and it was all gone in a short while.

Mrs. Norris, who had eaten and drank enough, licked the little residue left in the gap between her paws with satisfaction, then shook her body and called Dudley "meow meow meow" several times.

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

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

The little wizards behind them looked at each other in confusion. Is this considered an instigation of rebellion?

Dudley raised his eyebrows at this time and looked around provocatively.

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

Even if you really want Filch to come out, Dudley is confident that he can hit him with a 'fainting' before he can react.

Well, on a physical level.

With Mrs. Norris leading the way, the journey went very smoothly without any accidents. The group of people soon arrived at the door of Gryffindor's lounge.

In Dudley's imagination, Filch, Peeves and even Professor McGonagall did not appear. It was as if the stairs had changed inexplicably, the road under the stairs suddenly disappeared, and Mrs. Norris suddenly appeared. It was really just a coincidence.

But Dudley didn't believe it. If a series of coincidences came together, it wouldn't be called a coincidence.

After watching Hermione and others enter the lounge, Dudley and Malfoy quickly returned to the Slytherin lounge.

The journey was also uneventful, faster than they could get back to Gryffindor.

Dudley nodded thoughtfully, seeming to understand something.

The next morning, Dudley got up early as usual. About the time he 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

Fortune arrived as promised, and Hermione followed closely behind.

Even Ron came along.

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

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

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

As for Ron?

Little Ronnie gave up before finishing the first group.

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

"Any comments?"

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

"Do you really want to fight? Wouldn't this be bad?"

Hermione whispered, she wanted to break up the fight but didn't know how.

"How can boys not fight among themselves? If they don't like each other, if they have a fight, any problems will be solved."

Dudley shook his head.

Friendships between men are often made through fists and feet.

Fists are proof of friendship.

"Don't worry, Hermione. The potion is enough."

Hermione:.

'Boys are so weird.'

What spells are taught to young wizards and wizards in their first year at Hogwarts?

For now, Flitwick has only taught three spells.

Lumos, Lockpicking Spell (Alaho Cave Open), and

"Clear spring like water!"

Malfoy took the lead and waved his wand at Harry.

A small spark first appeared on the tip of his wand, and then a few drops of turbid liquid dripped out like an intravenous drip.

It feels like you can't stop peeing, which makes you anxious.

For young wizards at this stage, it is still a bit difficult to release magic smoothly.

Again, not everyone is called Hermione Granger.

Seeing that Malfoy had been left alone, Harry naturally would not miss this great opportunity, so he also took out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy.

"Clear spring like water!"

Harry's spell was slightly better than Malfoy's, but it was also very limited. The tip of his wand spurted out a thin stream of water, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and hitting Malfoy's face perfectly.

Not to be outdone, Malfoy used enough strength to wave his wand again, and this time he finally spurted out water.

He also sprayed Harry in the face.

Their attainments in spells are about the same. Malfoy, who grew up in the wizarding world, doesn't know a few more spells than Harry.

Lumos and the unlocking spell were obviously not offensive spells, and the only thing the two of them could use was clear spring water.

The two of them moved back and forth, waving the magic spell very hard every time, and they had a great time.

But the curse battle between the two was a different scene in Dudley's eyes.

It felt like a squirt gun fight.

Soon both of them realized that this stupid approach could not hurt the other party at all, so they gave up their wands and rushed towards each other, switching to hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, the advantages of exercise are revealed. Although Harry grew up with Dudley, he never took the initiative to exercise. Although Malfoy spent less time with Dudley, he would exercise no matter what.

For a while.

So after a brutal fistfight between the two, Malfoy won with a slight advantage.

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

(End of chapter)

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