Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 21. Hagrid, Eat Poop! (Seeking votes and continued reading during the new book period)

At that moment, Harry felt that his overweight uncle was incredibly handsome, and a warm feeling welled up inside him.

At the same time, an inevitable thought arose in his mind: 'Was it that place called Hogwarts that killed my parents? Did they have a car accident at Hogwarts?'

"You don't understand, you Dursleys, you simply don't understand!" Vernon's words enraged Hagrid, who paced back and forth in the room like a furious bear. "Protect her? With what? That little iron rod?"

"Dalsley! Listen to me, this child is different from you! He belongs to that world!"

"Destined to belong to that world?" Vernon became even more agitated upon hearing this. At this moment, he was completely reckless, and he shouted, "How dare you say he belongs to that world?!"

"Since you keep claiming to belong to that world, why didn't you and the others just leave him there? Why didn't you take care of him? You abandoned this child on our doorstep for eleven years without a word, leaving only a letter?!"

"We now consider him family, a part of our family, and you're going to keep claiming he belongs to that other world?! Trying to take him away from us!"

She unleashed all the pent-up resentment in her heart, pointing at Hagrid with trembling hands, her voice choked with emotion: "You...you don't you think this is cruel?"

"Let me say it again, Petunia and I are Harry's guardians, legal and compliant guardians protected by English law, and we will absolutely not allow Harry to go to that godforsaken place."

The first time Vernon didn't call Harry a freak, he called him by his name.

At that moment, Petunia hugged Harry tightly as if afraid someone would take him away. Harry, stiff all over, was held by Petunia. This was the first time she had hugged him like this. He heard Petunia whispering and repeating, "I won't let them take you away from me."

At that moment, Harry felt a warmth in his heart and a lump in his throat.

Harry, who was being held, greedily and intensely inhaled Petunia's scent, as if trying to imprint it into his heart.

This is the feeling of my mother. This is the taste of my mother.

Harry had never experienced maternal love growing up, but he felt that he had it at this moment.

Just as Dali had said, his aunt and uncle loved him, which strengthened his resolve.

"Legal protection? What use is Muggle law?!" Hagrid said contemptuously, completely disregarding the laws of the British Empire. "Like now, I'm taking him away. Can you stop me? I'll take him to Hogwarts. It's a task Professor Dumbledore gave me."

"I won't let you take him away! And I certainly won't let that eccentric old madman raise another little madman! And then die an inexplicable death!"

Hagrid flew into a rage upon hearing Vernon's words, grabbing Vernon by the collar and lifting him up like a chick. His gaping maw seemed ready to devour Vernon: "Never! To! Insult! Albus! Dumbledore! In! My! Eyes!!"

For Hagrid, Dumbledore was his benefactor and the person he respected most.

Vernon's feet left the ground and his face turned bright red, a sign of oxygen deprivation. He couldn't breathe. He struggled desperately, but his strength was nothing compared to Hagrid's.

Just as Hagrid was about to teach Vernon a lesson he would never forget, his body paused slightly as a strong arm gripped his wrist.

"Big guy, what do you want to do?"

Dali made his move.

With a forceful press, Hagrid forced Vernon's hand, which was gripping his collar, down a bit, allowing Vernon's feet to touch the ground.

Only then did the suffocating feeling he was experiencing begin to subside.

"You big oaf, you're much more interesting than you look." Feeling the strength in Dudley's arm, Hagrid exclaimed in admiration, releasing Vernon and turning to Dudley with interest: "So, what do you want to do, big oaf?"

Although he kept calling Dudley a big, dumb idiot, in reality, the 180cm tall Dudley looked like a child next to Hagrid.

"Trespassing (entering a small house without permission), maliciously damaging property (damaging the front door), making threats (threatening the Dursleys more than once), and even assault (attacking Vernon)."

"Do you know what? If my father had fired the first shot, you would be the one lying on the ground."

Hagrid laughed as if he had heard something extremely funny: "Don't joke around, you big oaf. Those Muggle iron rods can't hurt me in the slightest."

"This is the fifth time you've called Dudley that."

Harry mentally gave Hagrid a thumbs up for his bravery. By now, almost everyone he had ever met who had verbally offended Dudley was in the hospital.

Just as Dudley often taught him

"Reading is so you can talk to idiots calmly, while working out is so idiots can talk to you calmly."

Those stupid idiots who couldn't speak calmly all lay down.

Dali shook his head.

Wizards are so arrogant. Even Hagrid, a half-blood wizard who was expelled from the wizarding world, has a natural sense of superiority over Muggles.

Although he yearned for magic, he hated the sense of superiority it gave him.

Shouldn't a spellcaster maintain a sense of awe towards anything whose principles are unclear?

Moreover, the power of firearms is truly formidable.

At this moment, Dali invested all the remaining energy points he had accumulated over the years, a total of 996 points, into upgrading his skills.

Firearms LV2.

"Even if you have a spell that can instantly heal all injuries, I'll just shoot you in the head and I refuse to believe you can recover."

In the world of Fate, being a magician killer is not a rare profession, and the number of magicians killed each year is countless.

After all, our great Xun Ge once said: "When a person is killed, they die."

"If you're a distinguished guest, we'll naturally treat you like royalty. But if you're an unwelcome guest, we'll have you dealt with just as well!"

Hagrid, bewildered, asked, "What are you talking about?"

Dudley's words carried a hint of Chinese context, and it was normal for Hagrid, who was uncultured, to not understand what he was being told.

"Quest: Defeat the half-giant, reward: a random magic skill."

A system notification sounded at just the right moment.

Too lazy to explain to Hagrid, Dudley picked up the rifle Hagrid had tossed into the corner and weighed it in his hand: "Want to try it?"

As he spoke, a golden arc of electricity flashed in his palm. It was the power of Ripple Qi Gong. The rifle, which had been tied in a knot, was miraculously straightened.

To restore it to its original state.

This was the first time he had displayed supernatural powers that were not ordinary to his parents, but he couldn't care less about that now.

The dark muzzle of the rifle was pointed at Hagrid.

"Eat poop!"

Throwing tantrums and begging for votes and to keep reading

(End of this chapter)