Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

The bear's strength allows them to knock their enemies into rolling tops with just one slap.

What makes wizards more powerful than ordinary people is their ever-changing and magical magic.

Nerve reflexes, endurance and even physical strength are not much different from those of ordinary people.

Neville and Harry, who were blessed with four animal powers, seemed to be assisted by God. With Dudley's support, they shuttled among the wizards and beat them without any chance of fighting back.

Don't underestimate these four abilities.

Although only four animals are represented, without exception they all have their own unique skills and are the best in nature.

Just talking about the power of a bear, a full-strength punch of this creature can reach 1600kg, which is four times that of boxing champion Mike Tyson. Tyson can punch through a 4-centimeter-thick concrete wall with one punch. If it hits a person, the person won't even have the chance to kneel down and beg for mercy.

The highest instantaneous running speed of humans is 44.722 kilometers per hour, which is the Olympic champion level. The normal speed of a leopard is 95 kilometers per hour.

A little bit of potion can make Crookshanks superior to all the pets in Hogwarts, but what if the person who takes it is a human?

Even if they were replaced by werewolf wizards who are the best in hand-to-hand combat in the wizarding world, they would be killed on the spot if their number was multiplied by ten.

With the support of the four beasts, Harry and Neville were like two little supermen, rushing back and forth into the crowd of wizards, leaving nothing behind wherever they went.

Lightning fast, unmatched power.

His fists are invincible and his boxing skills are powerful.

The boxing style used by the two is called Taizu Changquan.

All taught by Dudley

Dudley used magic, and Harry and Neville used their fists. It was obvious that Dudley did it on purpose.

There's more to wizard combat than just silly wand-waving.

He just wants to tell others the truth.

The times have changed.

Chapter 257: Cutting in Two with One Strike, Ruyi Sword

Even though the Bresta potion is so powerful that it can instantly turn ordinary people into supermen, it is not Dudley's most satisfying work.

He also has an even more powerful trump card.

Unfortunately, it seems to be of no use.

The main reason is that this group of wizards is too weak. They only look numerous and intimidating, but their actual combat effectiveness is very poor.

There are no powerful spells, and few effective ones.

Not to mention Dudley, even if Sirius, who hadn't touched a wand for twelve years, were to take on five of these wizards at once, he would be able to do it alone.

After a few collisions, a large number of wizards fell down.

No, not Death Eaters.

Dudley thought to himself.

No matter how low the level of Death Eaters is, they are still wizards comparable to Aurors, and most of them are imprisoned in Azkaban. The remaining Death Eaters are in high positions, so it is impossible for them to stand up and cause trouble like they are doing now.

Then there is only one possibility.

Dudley narrowed his eyes.

These are cannon fodder

Feint a shot.

Their real target was not Harry.

"The bones reappear!"

As if to confirm his words, a cold sound from the distant woods cut through the sky, causing the temperature of the surrounding air to drop significantly.

Out of the darkness, a huge green, shiny object appeared, leaped over the treetops, and soared into the sky.

Dyed the sky green

That was a huge skeleton made up of countless emerald star-like things. A big snake came out of the skeleton's mouth, like a tongue sticking out of the skull.

The green light, against the dark night sky, looks like a new constellation.

At this moment, all the wizards outside stared blankly at the sky. Looking at the mark, the horrible memories that were almost forgotten came to their minds again.

Even many of the wizards shouted in fear.

More than ten years ago, when Voldemort was at his most powerful, the Death Eaters would leave a mark after doing evil things.

It's the skull with a snake spitting out on top of it.

Mark of the Dark Lord.

And now just a mark is enough to bring panic to the entire wizarding world again.

The Dark Lord's Mark is more than just a mark; it represents Voldemort himself.

It wants the world to announce that he is back.

The wizards who had gathered together began to flee in all directions as if they had seen something extremely terrifying the moment the Dark Lord's mark appeared.

You have to know that this group of "rabble" as Dudley called them, was killed seven times by Harry and Neville without any reaction, and even wanted to fight back, but were frightened by the mark of the Dark Lord.

This time, even the wizards who were hiding in the tents were unable to react when they saw the dark mark above their heads.

At that moment, the wizards finally remembered the fear they once felt under the control of Voldemort.

Cries, shouts and screams resounded through the sky. The entire camp became more chaotic. Wizards hurriedly ran out of their tents, trying their best to use the keys to the door or to Apparate. In short, they tried every possible way to escape.

Voldemort's terror and influence are not limited to England.

It's just that the story takes place in England.

An existence that could scare a hundred thousand wizards so much that they fled in panic, and that could silence the entire European wizarding community for twelve years with just a name, an existence that no one even dared to discuss in private. He was definitely not a simple character.

Of course, some wizards did not leave.

The wizard who summoned the Dark Mark and hid in the forest showed a cold smile.

"The Dark Lord will be back soon!"

"You are finished, hahahaha"

He turned around and was about to leave, his mission here had been completed.

"All petrified!"

A spell came rushing over and hit the wizard named Xiao, who fell to the ground in a daze.

Carlo arrived with a group of wizards.

"Where is our Minister of Magic Fudge?" Dudley looked around and said, "Now is the time for him to play a role."

"Since this thing appeared in the sky, no one knows where he has gone." Carlo pointed to the pattern in the sky.

When he said this, his tone was full of disdain.

However, when looking at the green pattern in the sky, although he didn't say it, a trace of excitement flashed through his heart.

They all grew up listening to stories about Voldemort.

The only ones who were truly not afraid of him were Harry and Dudley.

Looking up at the huge pattern, Dudley couldn't let go of such a good opportunity to improve his reputation.

"What are you afraid of? He is just a dying man."

The Dark Mark is more than just the Dark Mark.

The name of the spell is - Reappearance of Corpses.

Judging from the name alone, no matter how hard you try, you would never think that this is a serious spell.

In fact, this spell is a black magic

Once this magic is successfully released, it cannot be easily undone.

In the past, the Ministry of Magic had spent a lot of effort to deal with a dark magic mark.

Its effect is to cast an aura of fear on all creatures within the range.

The arrival of Voldemort was accompanied by the birth of the Dark Mark. The appearance of the Dark Mark could bring more fear, and fear would deepen people's impression of Voldemort.

A perfect closed loop. Over time, Voldemort became a taboo in the hearts of wizards.

"Well then." Dudley pointed his wand at the skull in the sky.

"It's useless." Even though his body was petrified, the wizard still shouted, his tone full of provocation: "There is nothing you can do except wait for it to disappear naturally."

"There is no solution to the spell cast by the Dark Lord!"

That excited look, that face full of ecstasy, just like a cult fanatic.

Like a typical Death Eater.

Except for those lifeless eyes

Dudley knew how difficult it was to remove the Dark Mark in the air. Even with his current level of magic, it was not an easy task to remove it in a short period of time.

'But I, the Dursley, love nothing more than to smack people in the face who think they are superior.'

If magic is too difficult, then use other methods.

Dudley waved his wand gently

I saw a huge sword appear in the sky. The style of the sword was vaguely similar to the sword of Gryffindor. The golden light illuminated half of the sky, as if the rising sun was warm and bright, filling people with strength and making the green light of the Dark Mark no longer scary.

"Really? How about trying my Ruyi Sword?"

As he spoke Dudley waved his wand.

The wizards who were escaping or planning to escape all stopped and looked up at the sky, waiting for the final result.

“It’s no use.”

The moment the sword came down, the wizard's laughter stopped abruptly.

Chapter 258: Minister Fudge remained calm in the face of the attack

In a small forest near the Quidditch World Cup camp, several wizards were arguing.

"Didn't you promise me to just cause chaos?"

The wizard with long light blond hair lowered his voice to the lowest level, his tone revealing great dissatisfaction.

Seeing the chaotic situation in the camp, Lucius even wanted to swear.

"Why did you use that spell? Do you know the consequences of doing so? Once the Ministry of Magic tracks us down, we're all doomed. Sending us to Azkaban is the lightest punishment."

However, before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by the other party.

"Lucius, what if we are found out by the incompetent Ministry of Magic?"

The man standing opposite Lucius looked very calm.

“It’s not more than ten years ago now.”

Lucius felt like his lungs were about to explode. Why didn't the man listen to what he said?

The Ministry of Magic may be incompetent, but it is still the largest and most orthodox wizarding organization in the entire English wizarding world, with countless outstanding talents.

So what if we are found out by the incompetent Ministry of Magic?

He can send you straight to Azkaban, where you will live in despair and darkness forever.

"Lucius, don't tell me you didn't have a premonition."

The man standing opposite Lucius pointed to his left arm and said, "Our king has returned. He is calling us."

"Your previous actions have seriously violated the Dark Lord's wishes. If you don't want to be regarded as a traitor, just follow us obediently. You should know what the fate of a traitor will be."

The threat in the man's tone was self-evident.