Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 117, Question 115: Has your dad offended you recently?

The fight ended with a 30/70 split.

Mr. Weasley was punched in the eye, while Lucius was punched in both eyes and suffered multiple blows to the waist, whether from George or Fred, it was unclear.

Finally, he used the walking stick he always kept by his side as a crutch, and limped away with Malfoy.

It is obvious that Mr. Lucius, who has been pampered for many years, is far less capable in hand-to-hand combat than Mr. Weasley, who has to do farm work from time to time.

And having many children really does have its benefits.

After this farce, Lockhart's book signing event could not be held and had to end abruptly.

Of course, Lockhart himself was actually very happy.

Dali could already imagine the headlines for tomorrow's newspaper.

Shocking! Two adult male wizards engaged in a violent confrontation in the street, all for...

The purpose of the fight was to seize Lockhart's new book.

If I were Lockhart, I would definitely make the Daily Prophet write it that way, and I guarantee it would make the new book a minor hit.

"What a bad example for the children. What will Gilderoy Lockhart think of fighting in public?" Mrs. Weasley continued to berate Mr. Weasley.

She is a longtime fan of Lockhart's books.

Lockhart was not only a bestselling novelist, but also known as a friend of women.

He's quite good at finding his place in the world.

Just as they were buying the new books and preparing to leave with Harry, they received another invitation from Mrs. Weasley.

Dudley politely thanked Mrs. Weasley and said he would definitely visit them next semester. However, before leaving, he traded a brand-new set of Lockhart's complete works for the secondhand textbooks in Ginny's cauldron.

They planned to spend the rest of their holiday back at Privet Drive. Hermione would also be going home for a while. They had been away long enough, and even if their parents were hiding something from them, it was time to spend some time with them.

In the days that followed, Dudley and Harry stayed put, doing their usual training, reading and studying. Surprisingly, Vernon didn't go out to meet Mr. Granger for fishing and drinking during this time, but instead stayed home with them. As a senior executive, he was entitled to vacation time.

Although Vernon's role at home is limited to taking out the trash and mowing the lawn, the feeling of having family is different from not having family.

Harry ate the small sausages that Penny had made, taking big gulps. He hadn't eaten them for almost a year and really missed the taste.

"Slow down, slow down, don't choke." Petunia poured a glass of water and handed it to Harry. "Nobody's going to take it from you, Harry."

After resolving her inner conflict, Petunia's attitude towards Harry changed significantly, especially after her son Dudley entered Hogwarts. It was at least a 160 or 170-180-degree turn.

Is nobody really fighting over it?

Dali across from me has already finished a whole pot; if he doesn't eat faster, he'll only be able to eat three big bowls.

"I'll make you another one tonight." Penny was very happy to see the food she made being devoured so quickly.

For children, their mother's cooking is always the most delicious and irreplaceable.

"Looks like the food at Hogwarts is terrible." Vernon picked up a large tub of ice cream and lay down on the sofa, something he liked to do every summer. He took a big, satisfying bite and muttered under his breath, "It's definitely not as good as the food at Smetine High School. I've been eating there since I was a kid."

"Hey Vernon, can't you set a good example for the kids? Who eats ice cream first thing in the morning? Do you even know your body fat percentage?"

Upon hearing this, Vernon pouted and put the spoon back in his hand with a wronged expression.

"It's alright, Mom," Dudley said after swallowing the last piece of sausage. "I've already prepared a weight-loss potion for Father."

Upon hearing that there was even a special weight-loss potion, Vernon immediately became interested: "How effective is it?"

"It can make you lose 30 pounds instantly."

"Thirty pounds?" Vernon glanced at his enormous belly, so large he couldn't see his toes, and instantly lost interest. "Isn't that the same as being useless?"

"Your body won't be able to handle losing 200 pounds at once."

Rapid weight loss is not a good thing, even with magic potions. No matter how good the magic potion is, you have to take it step by step.

Vernon glanced at Penny, and finding no one paying attention to him, stealthily reached for the ice cream bucket that Penny had placed aside.

"And starting today, he will also be training with us."

Before he could even take a bite, Vernon heard Dudley's words and was struck dumb. With a clatter, the spoon fell to the ground.

Just kidding, based on Dali's morning workout routine, he'd be lucky to complete one-tenth of it in a whole day.

One finger push-up?

Hilarious! He just sticks out his belly without even using his fingers.

"No, no, no, no." Imagining himself training, Vernon shook his head like a rattle-drum.

In short, it's impossible for him to train; even if you beat him to death, he still couldn't train.

That night, after dinner, four figures appeared outside the Dursleys' yard.

Why do I say four?

Penny came along to keep an eye on Vernon.

The happy days passed by one by one, and soon it was time to say goodbye.

The second year of Hogwarts begins.

Vernon drove Dudley and Harry to King's Cross Station as usual, where they met the Grangers, as arranged beforehand.

"Remember to call home. Oh, and send a letter."

Vernon muttered.

"I'll have Hedwig send it over."

Dudley was thinking about whether he should also get an owl or something else; he couldn't keep using Harry's Hedwig all the time, even though neither he nor Hedwig minded.

Platform 9¾.

Many young wizards had already entered the hidden platform; this was the peak time.

Just as the three rushed toward the pillar between the platforms, Dali suddenly felt that feeling of being watched again.

"Wait a minute." He stopped Harry and Hermione abruptly. "Something's not right."

He managed to stop them, but this was peak time, and the other young wizards just wanted to get in as soon as possible.

So they charged straight at the pillar.

Then the person who was hit was thrown to the ground.

"What's going on?" Ron, who arrived late, just happened to see this scene. He had just gone to the toilet and hadn't followed his three older brothers and one younger sister.

Dudley walked up to the pillar, tapped it with his fingers, and the dull sound was like that of a normal stone pillar: "The entrance seems to be blocked."

With the entrance sealed off, the spells cast on the passageway seemed to have lost their original effect, which caused many Muggles to notice their anomaly.

They were met with strange looks, and the security guards on patrol even walked directly towards them.

"I'll get rid of the Muggles first," Mr. Weasley said, having just gone to the toilet with Ron.

With a flick of the wand and a spell, the ordinary people around were all startled and turned to leave, including the security guard. In no time, only the wizard remained in the entire station.

Oh, maybe that's not right.

And there's Dali.

"Time is running out, or we'll miss our train."

The young wizards around them were anxious, especially the first-year students, as this was their first day of school.

Mr. Weasley waved his spells at the pillar a few times, but there was no reaction. He stared at it for a long time but still couldn't find the problem.

"Brother D, Brother D," Ron tugged at Laddali's sleeve and whispered, "My dad has a flying car, why don't we..."

"Ron," Dudley said, looking Ron up and down until Ron felt uneasy before continuing, "Did your dad offend you recently?"

(End of this chapter)