Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

By the time Dudley took Hermione's hand and walked to the round table, Hermione had not yet recovered from the dance.

"Hermione, how do you feel?"

Dudley brought her a glass of butterbeer.

Hermione picked up the cup and took several big gulps, then put her arms around Dudley's neck.

"It's amazing! This is the best dance I've ever done!"

Hermione's excited voice rang in his ears, and then she moved closer to Dudley's profile as fast as she could. However, at this moment, Dudley happened to turn his head slightly, and he suddenly felt his lips slightly cool, a little wet, and the unique fragrance of butterbeer.

This feeling indicates

When Dudley came to his senses, Hermione had already run away with a red face, not giving him a chance to speak.

"Wait. Hermione."

When Hermione heard Dudley's voice behind her, she ran even faster, running as fast as she could to the Gryffindor common room, opening the door of the girls' dormitory and getting into bed in one go.

'Hermione, what did you just do? You took the initiative!'

Hermione thought with her head buried in the quilt, and even then she still felt her cheeks burning.

She didn't actually want to kiss him at all, she just wanted to kiss Dudley on the cheek, but who knew Dudley would suddenly turn his head.

I actually touched my lips.

What a coincidence!

Recalling that slightly cool touch, Hermione's face became even hotter.

On the other side, Dudley watched Hermione run into the Gryffindor common room, but he did not follow her.

After all, it is a girls' dormitory, so it would not be appropriate for me to go in by myself even if no one is there now.

And pushing things too hard is not a good thing.

I gently touched my upper lip, and the soft touch seemed to still remain.

It's so funny. If Dudley didn't want to, Hermione would never have gotten close to his cheek. With Dudley's reaction speed, even if she was that close, it would be enough for him to make the next move after thinking it over.

So, Dudley knew what Hermione was going to do from the beginning.

Then he used the opponent's trick to replace the cheeks with lips.

Get your first kiss!

Dudley straightened his slightly messy dress and walked slowly back to the hall. The ball was still going on and many young wizards took this opportunity to invite their loved ones.

There are successes, and of course there are failures.

Dudley wandered through the rose garden, past low bushes and ornate winding paths, until he came to a huge stone statue.

There stood two wizards, two middle-aged male wizards.

Snape and Karkaroff.

At this moment, the two men were discussing something in a low voice. Snape's face was full of impatience, while Karkaroff's face was full of panic.

"Severus, you should have felt it! You can't pretend this isn't happening!"

Karkaroff grabbed Snape's sleeve, his hoarse voice filled with undisguised fear, like a frightened bird.

"It's become more and more obvious lately. I'm really worried now, he he he."

He said several words in a row but didn't continue, as if the words that followed were as scary as forbidden words.

"This is nothing to be surprised about, Igor."

Snape pulled his sleeve back from the other person's hand with an impatient look: "If you are worried, just run away and hide somewhere where no one can find you."

"I believe you can still do this. Okay, don't bother me about such trivial matters anymore."

"No, Severus, you can't ignore me, remember? We are friends!"

Seeing that Snape really had no intention of paying attention to him, Karkaroff immediately begged.

"Friends? Huh?!"

Snape snorted with disdain and disgust.

"I don't remember this. Why didn't you think of us as friends when you reported me?"

Snape picked up a leaf and threw it into the nearby fountain without hesitation.

"The boat of our friendship is like this leaf. It has sunk long ago."

An invisible blade swept past, and the leaf was immediately split in two, gradually sinking into the water.

After saying that, Snape pushed Karkaroff away heavily and left without looking back, his long black robe fluttering behind him.

"So you are here, Mr. Karkaroff."

Just as Karkaroff was about to get up and leave, a slightly familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Is it you? What's the matter?"

When Karkaroff saw that it was Dudley, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he suddenly remembered that the other party was Snape's only designated successor.

There was a calculation in my mind.

But before he could say anything, Dudley spoke first.

"Mr. Karkaroff, have you felt any discomfort in some part of your body recently?"

I really don't like the description of Fleur in the early part of the Goblet of Fire. Not only does it belittle Hogwarts and praise Beauxbatons, but it also looks down on everyone.

This guy teased Ron several times, including a plot where he was suspected of using charm to make Ron embarrassed in public. Later, she married Bill, and Ginny didn't like her either.

Chapter 302 is 'that guy', he's back!

"What did you hear?" Karkaroff glared at Dudley angrily, as if he wanted to eat him.

Karkaroff thought that Dudley had overheard his conversation with Snape.

He didn't know that Dudley didn't like eavesdropping, he preferred listening aboveboard.

Karkaroff already hated Dudley, and now his dislike reached an extreme.

"Your current condition is... not very good, right?"

Dudley completely ignored Karkarov's murderous look, his gaze moved away from Karkarov's face and gradually fell on his left arm.

He laughed contemptuously: "Mr. Principal, do you feel any discomfort in your left arm?"

Karkaroff's face turned pale, his eyes flickered and he denied it vehemently.

"I don't know what you are talking about?"

"You mean you don't know?"

The arc at the corner of Dudley's mouth gradually widened, outlining an arc that continued to rise. It was already winter, and the air he exhaled turned into bursts of white mist. Due to the problem of his eyes' focusing ability, in the dim environment, his eyes seemed to be able to release a captivating light.

Karkaroff felt very uneasy and turned around, wanting to leave here and stay away from the guy in front of him.

But before he could take two steps, a voice came from behind that made Karkaroff shudder.

"I mean, is it hot?"

Karkaroff froze in place as if he were immobilized.

Just as Dudley said, a burning sensation was rising from his left arm, as if it had been splashed with boiling oil and bitten by a poisonous snake.

There is a tattoo on the left arm, which is a pattern of a skull spitting out a snake.

This is the Dark Mark.

"You...you." Karkaroff turned around suddenly and looked at Dudley with horror.

How did he know? How could he know? He and Snape didn't mention this in their conversation just now! Did Snape tell him?

Countless doubts lingered in Karkaroff's mind, and his brain was extremely confused for a moment.

Dudley had no intention of explaining to him, but continued.

"Look, it's getting a little hotter again."

As Dudley finished his words, the burning sensation in his left arm more than doubled.

If the heat just now was still within Karkarov's tolerance range, then the temperature now made it almost impossible for him to stand. He felt as if his left arm did not belong to him.

I saw him holding his left arm, squatting down with a painful look on his face, and beads of sweat the size of beans falling from his face.

There is only one person who can wield the Dark Mark.

But how is this possible!

Karkaroff raised his head with an effort, and in the moonlight he saw a pair of sparkling blue eyes, cold, ruthless and without the slightest warmth.

Boom. Karkaroff felt like something hit his brain.

Memories from many years ago come flooding back

He had seen this kind of look before. It was a nightmare-like look that woke him up from countless dreams.

The recent abnormality in my left arm is not an illusion.

There is no doubt about this feeling, that man. That person. It is 'the one' who is back!

"You you. Black. Black."

Karkaroff's body was shaking like a sieve. He was so frightened that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. At this moment, let alone resist, he didn't even have the courage to escape.

Although the horrible burning sensation in his left arm had disappeared at this time, Karkaroff still felt that he couldn't breathe, or rather, as long as he was in front of this person, that feeling of suffocation would always linger in his heart, as if a poisonous snake was wrapped around his heart, ready to release deadly venom at any time and take his life.

All he could do was wait quietly for the other party's verdict.

It's like a little white rabbit that has strayed into the Sichuan region, waiting to be coated with thick chili peppers and turned into a spicy rabbit head.

"Shhh" Dudley leaned forward and put his finger to his lips, "I don't want anyone else to know about this."

A chair appeared out of thin air below his hips and Dudley sat on it directly, looking down at Karkaroff who was almost lying on the ground, almost fainting from fear.

Yes, if the Dursleys were 'the one' then everything would make sense.

He is only in the fourth grade, but he can speak the long-lost dragon language, subdue three fire dragons, and even defeat a fire dragon head-on.

Only 'that' can do it.

Why didn't I think of this sooner?!

Karkaroff was secretly upset.

"I heard that you reported many people at that time?"

It seems like a nonsensical sentence, but those who understand it will know what it means and when it refers to.

As expected, after hearing this, Karkaroff became even more frightened and collapsed to the ground.

"Please listen to me. I. I."

"No need to explain, I know everything."

Karkaroff's heart almost stopped when he heard this, but fortunately Dudley's next words were not a punishment.

"There is nothing wrong with trying to protect yourself."

If Dudley hadn't said the next sentence in time, Karkaroff might have scared himself to death.

"If it were me, I would do the same. The only thing to blame is that the guys who were sent to prison (Azkaban) for this were too useless, and I don't like useless people."

"As for your betrayal in the past, it was for the purpose of serving you better today, right?"

Even though there was no blame in his words, Dudley's voice was like a heavy hammer hitting Karkaroff's heart. He didn't even dare to look up at Dudley's eyes. After hearing the word "loyalty", he seemed to use all his strength to crawl to Dudley's feet and put his head close without hesitation.

He was kissing Dudley's shoes.

He wanted to demonstrate his loyalty through this practical action.

All he could do was offer his loyalty, only in this way could he survive.

Before hearing the other party's reply, Karkaroff's whole body was tense and he dared not relax for a moment. He kissed the shoe wholeheartedly, as if it was the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Very well, Karkaroff. I am relieved that you are still the same as before."