Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Even the details can be described, as if... as if he saw it with his own eyes.

"There are no secrets in the magic world. There are no secrets in front of my eyes."

Looking into Dudley's deep blue eyes, Peter felt as if he was being seen through.

"Don't worry, I won't send you to Azkaban."

That would be a really good deal for you, and you can jailbreak in just a few years.

"It won't kill you."

For the time being, only the parties involved are qualified to take revenge.

He would leave Peter to him, but before that, of course, he would squeeze out all the value of Peter.

"By the way, dear Mr. Wormtail, as a former Death Eater, you should know the three unforgivable curses, right?"

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Dudley stood on the top floor of the Hogwarts tower, looking at the unobstructed sky and feeling the breeze blowing across his face. In the classroom next to him, a Divination class was taking place. Dudley had only chosen two elective courses and there was no class at the moment. He planned to wait for Hermione to finish class and go to the Care of Magical Creatures class later.

"Bang."

The door was pushed open and Hermione stormed out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Dudley and dragged him downstairs.

"I've never had such a bad class." Hermione complained as she walked.

Maybe it was because she was too excited that she didn't notice that she was holding Dudley's hand.

Feeling the soft touch between his palms, Dudley said nothing, but just followed her silently.

Dudley hadn't seen Hermione like this in a long time, because most of the time, she was very respectful to her professors.

Divination is too mysterious, that is, the so-called inspiration or spiritual touch, which is definitely incompatible with Hermione.

She's better at logical stuff.

"She actually wanted to see the future through tea residue. It's ridiculous and absurd. There is no logic at all. Nothing can be seen except a pile of tea residue. She also intimidated other students. Several Hufflepuff students were frightened by her. I really don't know why such a person was allowed to become a professor. She is exactly the same as Lockhart last year."

"By the way, she also predicted that something bad would happen to Harry."

Hermione was still very excited.

“Maybe it’s because of Cassandra Trelawney’s descent,” said Dudley.

Cassandra Trelawney is a famous prophet in the wizarding world.

"So I never believe in prophecies. They are too superstitious."

"For example, something like right eye twitching."

Right eye twitching disaster. This was the first time Hermione heard of this term, so she asked, "Right eye twitching disaster? What about the left eye?"

"Of course the left eye is a blessing."

Dudley said seriously.

Hermione:

Dudley's understanding of prophecy is - 'If you believe it, it will work; if you don't believe it, it won't work'. When you believe that the prophecy is true, you are already in the prophecy.

If prophecy can really predict what will happen in the future with 100% accuracy, then someone with the ability to predict would not "voluntarily" be locked up in a tower.

Dudley and Hermione walked all the way down the tower and headed outside Hogwarts Castle, where the Care of Magical Creatures class was held.

It was fine at first, until Hermione noticed that more and more young wizards were looking at them strangely, and then she realized that she had held Dudley's hand without realizing it.

He reflexively tried to pull away, but failed as Dudley held on tightly.

You took the initiative to lead me here, and you still want to leave?

Hermione's strength was nothing compared to Dudley, and she didn't really want to.

She could only lower her head shyly and let Dudley lead her towards the woods.

After waiting there for a long time, the little wizards finally arrived one after another.

Most of the young wizards were curious about what the courses would be like. A small number of them noticed Dudley and Hermione's little actions and then decisively remained silent.

No one wanted to mess with Dudley.

The first lesson in Care of Magical Creatures is about learning about hippogriffs.

This is a 3X level magical creature.

Hagrid got twelve of them.

By the way, the Hippogriff is also a hybrid magical creature. Its father is the Griffin, also known as the griffin, and its mother is much simpler, an ordinary horse.

Dudley had reason to suspect that there was a griffin in the Forbidden Forest, and these hippogriffs were its offspring.

Well, it must have been Hagrid who made them breed again.

Chapter 202 Can I Ride You?

"When facing hippogriffs, never do anything they don't like, especially don't provoke them."

Hagrid took the lead and demonstrated: "The first thing is to bow. Look, just like me."

"As long as they return the greeting, you can ride on them. If they don't return the greeting, we should stay away from them, because it means they may be in heat or have a bad temper."

It has to be said that Hagrid is really good at dealing with magical creatures. No matter how powerful the magical creature is, he can successfully "get along well" with the other party.

Probably because he, like Dudley, has a very strong sense of reason.

"Who wants to be the first to try it?"

Hagrid pointed at the hippogriffs and asked the other young wizards.

Looking at the powerful wings and half-foot-long claws, all the little wizards took a step back in unison, including Malfoy, Neville and Harry.

If everyone steps back and there is one person who does not move, then that person is equivalent to taking a step forward.

"Very good Dudley, you are very brave, come up and try it."

Dudley:.

Since I was asked, I might as well give it a try. After looking around, I chose a hippogriff with black feathers.

It looks the strongest of the twelve.

If he picked one at random, Dudley was afraid he would squash it.

At that time, no one in the group of unicorns could bear his weight.

"This hippogriff is called Pik-Pik."

Hagrid patted the other person's body, then stepped aside. Seeing Dudley walking up to him, he quickly reminded him.

"The first thing is to bow, remember, just like I did just now."

Before Hagrid could finish he heard a series of strange tones coming out of Dudley's mouth.

Then he was seen walking straight towards 'Pike Pike' again.

"Dudley, don't get close to him. It'll be dangerous."

Hagrid was shocked when he saw this and shouted, "Bow! Bow quickly!"

It would be terrible if a young wizard was attacked in the first class.

"Can I ride you?"

Dudley looked straight at 'PikePike' and said.

"The Hippogriff is a creature with a very strong sense of self-esteem. If it does not bow, it will..."

Hagrid had already rushed out, shouting as he ran.

He couldn't understand why Dudley wouldn't bow.

However, before Hagrid could finish his words, he saw a scene that almost made his eyes pop out. Facing the oncoming Dudley, 'PikePike' actually slowly bent down.

"This"

Hagrid paused, knowing full well the habits of the Hippogriff, and knew that this meant that 'Peaky Peaky' agreed to let Dudley ride it.

But...how is that possible? He hasn't bowed yet!

"Don't worry, Professor Hagrid. I know a little bit about the language of Hippogriffs."

Dudley explained, and with a tiny gesture, he got on top of 'Pik-Pik's' body.

Pike Pike only felt a huge force surging, his limbs slightly bent, but he still managed to stand up.

After all, it is the descendant of the griffin, and its carrying capacity is much stronger than that of the unicorn.

Dudley exclaimed.

As one of Dudley's closest people, Hermione thought of the strange tone that just came out of Dudley's mouth, which seemed to be very similar to the cry of a hippogriff. She realized something and blurted out, "Hippogriff accent?"

There was an immediate burst of exclamations from the young wizards.

"Mr. Dursley is worthy of being able to speak even such an unpopular language."

After carrying Dudley forward a few steps, Pickup Pickup stopped moving. No matter how Hagrid shouted, he refused to move forward even a step.

"Why isn't it flying?" Hagrid shook his head in confusion.

Why not fly?

It’s too heavy. It can’t fly.

Dudley, who was sitting on Pik-Pik, could clearly feel its limbs trembling.

Being able to support Dudley to walk a few steps was already the limit.

If the Hippogriff had not been a creature of proud temperament, it would have lay prostrate on the ground.

unfortunately

Dudley got off Pik Pik with a little regret.

If he sat down again, he was worried that he would break the other person's legs.

He also said that he wanted to feel the joy of flying.

Finally, I can only ride a dragon.

Far away in the forbidden forest, the 'Charizard', which had grown to be no different from an adult fire dragon, suddenly felt a chill for no reason, snorted, and a small flame spewed out of its nostrils.

"Mr. Dursley has done a great job demonstrating this and is off to a good start. Is there anyone else down there who would like to ride one of these little guys?"

Only Hagrid had the right to call a Hippogriff a little fellow.

He actually wanted to ride a Hippogriff, but he and Dudley faced the same problem: no magical creature could bear their weight.

Maybe a basilisk?

The little wizards didn't think riding a hippogriff was fun, so they looked at each other and no one was willing to go second.

Seeing that still no one came forward, Hagrid could only call out names.

"Harry, you try it."

"This little fellow, his name is Buckbeak."

It chose the most docile and least aggressive one.

Dudley's behavior just now really scared him.

"Trust me, you're going to love this feeling!"

Harry followed Hagrid's instructions and successfully rode on Buckbeak, and then went into the sky.

It was just as Hagrid said, he would love this feeling.

Who could resist riding a hippogriff into the sky?

The little wizards below stood on the ground and looked at him with envy as he ascended to the sky.

With Harry's good start, everyone's enthusiasm was fully mobilized, and they rushed to bow to the Hippogriff.