Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 43. With Black in his left hand and Goyle in his right, he hacked his way down from Slytherin.

Dudley casually grabbed several wands, and with a little force, the wands were snatched from the young wizards' hands. Without their wands, the young wizards were no different from ordinary people, unless they mastered the advanced technique of wandless spellcasting.

Unfortunately, this skill is not something that even elite Aurors who have graduated for many years can master, let alone junior wizards.

Shot them on the head one after another, easily knocking them down.

"Data Magic Eye is really useful."

The Data Eye ability gained from completing the branch missions not only allows you to construct an image of the room in your mind, but also displays a lot of very useful data. For example, when Dudley is beating someone, it can show which spot hurts the most, which spot can make someone lose consciousness, and which spot can cause pain without any detectable injury.

It's practically a fighting machine!

This is only the lowest level. If you can advance to a higher level, you will be able to see more information.

It is not impossible to display complete data on every wizard encountered.

For example, what about a magic scum with only 5 magic points?

Uh, that seems rather impolite to myself.

The young Slytherin wizards were clearly caught off guard, not expecting Dudley to fight back against so many people. They were simply relying on their numbers to bully Dudley and had absolutely no experience in fighting or wizarding combat.

In just a dozen seconds, Dudley knocked several of them down, and their wands naturally fell into Dudley's hands, where he casually kicked them into his pocket.

"Why are you running? He's all alone, and there are so many of us."

In the chaos, someone shouted, and was immediately knocked down by Dudley's wand.

One punch and he's done. Even when dealing with girls, Dali doesn't hold back at all. When faced with their whimpering, he usually just smashes them to pieces with one punch.

When they chose to stand on the opposite side of Dali, gender no longer mattered.

Their large numbers were an advantage, but unfortunately, that was also their downfall. A group of untrained young wizards was just a rabble.

Dali charged into the flock of sheep like a tiger, seemingly unstoppable.

"Spell! Attack him with a spell!"

Slytherin isn't all incompetent wizards; there are quite a few excellent young wizards. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to compete with Gryffindor for so many years. Moreover, Slytherin has won the House Cup for seven consecutive years, or eight if we include this year, provided they actually manage to win it.

"They'll all be petrified!"

After an initial period of panic, someone finally managed to cast a spell that would harm Dudley. Facing the oncoming spell, Dudley remained calm, casually grabbing a young wizard and holding him in front of him to block the spell.

Except for a very few special spells, the release of most spells is traceable. As long as you can see the trajectory of the magic, it is much easier to dodge.

For Dudley's reflexes, hiding was all too easy.

As for spells that can bend, adult wizards also know them, but these young wizards are clearly not in that category.

Struck by the spell, the young wizard's face turned pale instantly, and his body and limbs stiffened.

The unfortunate little wizard who was used as a curse for misfortune was none other than Goyle, one of Malfoy's two henchmen.

Dudley, well-versed in standard spells, could devise countermeasures based on the specific spells cast, even surpassing the understanding of these younger wizards. For instance, with the Petrify spell, all he needed to do was grab someone and place them in front of him—there were people everywhere anyway.

So don't be fooled by the sheer number of young wizards; Dudley can easily outmaneuver them compared to Hagrid.

"They'll all be petrified!"

Another spell was cast, and a third-year wizard attempted to ambush Dudley while he was off guard.

Dudley grabbed another person and blocked their way.

With one hand supporting the man's body, he snatched the wand from the young wizard who had just cast the spell with the other.

The movements were as smooth as silk, without the slightest hesitation, as if everything had been rehearsed and performed with effortless ease.

Having a large number of people is not always an advantage.

Amidst cries of agony, another magic wand was snatched away.

Calling these untrained wizards a rabble is an understatement.

This time, the one who cast the Sinopec spell was another of Malfoy's henchmen, Crabbe.

Then Dudley pulled a handful of potions from his pocket and threw them into the crowd. The potion bottles shattered, and pale yellow gas enveloped the young wizards.

These are all slowing potions. These young wizards aren't half-giants like Hagrid; they don't have such strong resistance. The effects of these slowing potions are enough to reduce the young wizards' mobility by more than 50%.

My reaction time and speed were already slower than Dudley's, and now I've been hit with a debuff.

The threat posed by the Slytherin wizards to Dudley was reduced to a minimum.

Dudley took the opportunity to walk over to Goyle, another petrified wizard. Amidst the horrified gazes of the other wizards, he lifted up Crabbe and Goyle, both of whom were petrified, one in each hand.

What kind of monster is this? How could he lift someone under a petrification curse with one hand?

What kind of monster has that bastard Malfoy dragged us into?

Wasn't it said to be just a slightly stronger mud seed? Wasn't it supposed to be able to be molded and rolled however you like?

You call this being a little stronger?

The shrewd Slytherin wizards had lost their will to fight and wanted to scatter like birds, but unfortunately, they had been drugged with a slowing potion and could not run fast at all.

On the other hand, Dudley grabbed Malfoy's two henchmen by the ankles, weighed them in his hands, and found that they were just the right weight, not too light and not too heavy, and felt quite comfortable to handle.

"Hey," Dudley turned around and gave the young wizards of Slytherin a "friendly" smile, though the smile didn't look so friendly to them.

In particular, the muscles on Dali's entire face were tense, and his smile looked like it was forced.

Have you ever seen a poorly carved wooden puppet? It looks something like that.

With Black in his left hand and Goyle in his right, Dudley brandished his humanoid weapon and charged towards the young Slytherin wizards, sweeping away a large group of them in one fell swoop, causing the young wizards to cry out in pain and fall to the ground.

"brutal!"

This ferocious image deeply shocked the young Slytherin wizards.

The key point is that this guy maintained a smile throughout, and that stiff, ambiguous smile left a deep psychological shadow on the young wizards.

It added a touch of eeriness to the brutality.

The Slytherin seniors, who had initially intended to side with the younger wizards when they saw that the younger wizards were at a disadvantage, didn't dare to cast a single spell after witnessing Dudley's brutality, and silently closed the door to their dormitory room.

It was as if they hadn't seen it.

They didn't want to get themselves into trouble, especially facing such a vicious thug.

In no time, the entire Slytherin common room was deserted except for Dudley himself. The young wizards lying on the floor were all groaning, and without exception, Dudley had taken away all of their wands.

After confirming that all the young wizards except Malfoy had been deprived of their wands and were unable to stand, Dudley did something unexpected. He grabbed a young wizard, slammed him onto the table, and then raised his large, fan-shaped hand to strike the wizard's buttocks.

(End of this chapter)