Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 151, 149. Allure and Delicacy, But I Have No Interest in Tablets

Hogwarts Library

"I was originally going to take that road that day, but I changed to another route at the last minute."

"So it's quite obvious that they were targeting you from the start."

Dudley and Hermione were whispering about the attack on the young wizard.

This time, Dudley did not offer the mandrake. Instead, he chose to let the petrified wizard wait for the mandrake planted by Professor Sprout to mature. He believed that the other party's target was Hermione, and the petrified wizard was just an accident. If he healed him now, he would definitely tell everyone what he saw, which would alert the enemy.

If you want to catch the mastermind behind the scenes once and for all, this is the best way.

As long as the little wizard doesn't remove the petrification, the prisoner will be safe for another day, and the other party will attack again. After all, once something like this happens, it will happen again.

"Hermione, try to stay in the Gryffindor common room as much as possible lately. I'll handle this."

"Are you sure?" Hermione asked, though she was actually more worried about Dudley than herself.

Monsters with petrification abilities are definitely not easy to deal with.

"Of course," Dudley said confidently.

In fact, Dali already had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

If the other party hadn't mentioned the Chamber of Secrets, Dudley might have been completely confused, but the Basilisk and the Chamber of Secrets are definitely related to the heir of Slytherin.

As far as Dudley knows, there is currently only one person who claims to be the successor to Slytherin.

His senior, Tom

He was a senior who was almost fifty years his senior.

The diary was indeed destroyed by himself, leaving only a pile of dark rubble. His magic was drained and turned into magic crystals, and his soul was made into the Philosopher's Stone. He was already dead beyond any possibility. But this does not mean that Senior Tom has disappeared. Isn't there something else besides the diary?

To confirm his theory, Dudley went alone to the eighth floor of Hogwarts, which is located on the top floor and is the closest place to the Ravenclaw common room.

Soon, he came to a tapestry depicting Barnabas the Fool teaching a troll ballet.

Dali slowly closed his eyes, focused his mind, and kept thinking about where he needed to hide something.

Before long, a very smooth door slowly appeared on the previously empty wall.

Dudley gently touched the door and then slowly pushed it open.

This is a secret location at Hogwarts—the Room of Requirement.

It is arguably one of the most magical places in Hogwarts. It appears and disappears without a trace, only when someone truly needs it.

Of course, if you know beforehand, you can find the entrance by focusing your efforts.

Behind the door was a vast room, larger than the Great Hall of Hogwarts. It was clearly encased in a Stretch-Without-Trace Charm and was densely packed with things, all placed there by the young wizards who had discovered the room since the school's founding.

It looks more like a giant storage room.

The magic of the Room of Requirement isn't just its ability to hide things. If you want a training area, the door won't lead to a storage room, but rather a training room.

That's the magic of the Room of Requirement.

However, Dudley was quite curious about one thing: if the first person to push open the Room of Requirement wanted room A and went in and stayed there, then his position should be Room of Requirement A. Then, coincidentally, a little wizard came along who wanted to enter room B. But after he pushed open the door, would he enter room A or room B?

Before the next wizard opens the door, the previous wizard is in state A or B.

This is the famous theory—Schrödinger's Room of Requirement.

"Let's get down to business first." Dali shook his head, dispelling the strange thoughts in his mind, and activated his Data Eye.

He came here looking for something.

Tom's other Horcrux—Ravenclaw's tiara.

Over a thousand years, this room has accumulated all sorts of strange and wonderful things. Fortunately, the room is large enough, otherwise it really wouldn't be able to hold them all.

Things like torn skirts, tables missing a leg, love letters stained with unknown liquid, and even half-eaten breakfast that Dudley found.

Of course, the most numerous items are undoubtedly those of black magic. Under the display of the Data Eye, these items are presented one by one. In terms of the variety of black magic items, this Room of Requirement may be the most complete in the current magical world.

I really don't know where these senior students got all this stuff. If they organized and categorized it, they could open a shop in Knockturn Alley without any problem. It would definitely have a more complete selection than the items in the Boking-Bock store.

It's a pity that Dudley ultimately didn't find what he wanted.

I felt a mix of regret and relief.

Everything has two sides; if something isn't here, it means it's been taken away. Similarly, Dudley knew what it was.

"We should have come earlier."

Dudley sighed, but he didn't regret it. If he had to choose again, he would make the same decision: the lawn outside Hogwarts Castle would be a better place to train.

First, check Ravenclaw.

After all, that's the closest place to the Room of Requirement, so the probability is naturally the highest.

Just then, the door to the House of Requirement was pushed open.

"You really are here."

A slightly languid, sweet voice rang out, and what came into view was a striking head of long, golden hair.

Madison was wearing only a pink nightgown with small strawberries printed on it. She was leaning against the door, the neckline slightly loose, revealing the snow-white skin of her neck.

It would be no exaggeration to say that she is crystal clear and has skin as smooth as ice and jade.

"It's you." Dali didn't seem surprised by the other person's arrival.

This woman named Madison was already on his list of suspects.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," Madison said softly, slowly closing the door and walking towards Dudley.

A faint fragrance wafted over, completely different from the inferior aphrodisiacs of the past. It was a scent naturally emanating from the body.

Strictly speaking, it smells quite nice.

But Dudley preferred the scent of the soap on Hermione's clothes, having smelled it for years.

Madison approached Dudley, her upper teeth lightly biting her lower lip. She looked up at Dudley, raising an eyebrow slightly, her eyes alluring. She exuded an aura completely different from their last meeting—pure yet full of desire, like a lotus emerging from water, a perfect blend of allure and delicate beauty.

Like a succubus radiating massive amounts of pheromones, it's just missing a pair of wings, horns, and a tail.

A faint pink scent seemed to permeate the air.

Madison stretched out her arms as if to hug Dudley's right hand.

"But I'm not interested in tablets," Dudley said calmly, dodging the other person with a sidestep.

It instantly ruined the atmosphere that had been created.

I made a slight adjustment to the settings; the Room of Requirement is now closer to Ravenclaw.

Although Gryffindor is also on the eighth floor, one is in the east and the other in the west.

(End of this chapter)