Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 66, Section 65: I, Dudley, love to say 'NO' to arrogant people.

"Good question!"

Dali was also curious as to why they had come this way.

He was 100% certain that he had followed the original route and there was absolutely no way he could have made a mistake.

Dudley was confident in his memory, partly because this was the only staircase leading from the third-floor prize display room to the Gryffindor common room.

It was quite obvious that the location of the stairs had changed when the group entered the prize display room.

The staircase that originally led to Gryffindor was moved directly to the fourth-floor corridor where entry was prohibited.

"Shall we go over there?"

Although Harry was asking the question, he was actually very eager to find out for himself.

Ever since Dumbledore mentioned this place, he had been very curious about it, but had never had the chance to.

It's such a coincidence that we've come to this place. If we don't take this corridor, we probably won't be able to get back to Gryffindor. Is this fate?

Curiosity killed the cat.

Yes, lions are also felines.

Fate my ass!

Dudley scoffed.

There are no coincidences in the world. Dali won't fall for such a obviously problematic situation.

Turning to the others, he said, "Come with me to the Slytherin common room."

Anyway, there are plenty of rooms in the Slytherin dormitories, so adding three more people is no big deal.

The Slytherin common room is below; you can simply go back the way you came and head down the stairs.

"Does the road behind you disappear?"

Malfoy's panicked voice rang out behind them. The group quickly turned around and saw that the area below the stairs was empty, with the bottom of the stairs hanging in the air, and there was no way back.

Dudley: "."

If we don't consider taking the fourth-floor corridor now, then we can only wait for the stairs to slowly turn to connect to other places, but we don't know when that will be, maybe it won't change until dawn.

Dudley smiled dismissively: "Whatever your purpose, I am Dudley Dursley."

I love saying 'NO' to those arrogant people!

Hermione, hold on tight to me.

Hermione: "?"

With a low growl, Dudley grabbed Hermione's waist with his right hand, quickly stepped onto the edge of the stairs, and leaped up with a powerful push of his feet. Amid Hermione's scream, Dudley jumped directly onto the nearest staircase.

The whole process was very smooth and took less than three seconds.

After doing all this, Dudley jumped back like an ape, and one by one, Malfoy, Harry, and Ron were carried up the stairs like chicks.

What appears to be a simple jumping motion is actually at least ten meters apart between the two staircases.

"That scared me to death! Next time, please let me know in advance."

Hermione's face paled slightly, and she pounded her chest with her small fists, complaining with great dissatisfaction.

Ron was also quite frightened, and his face turned pale, but you could never expect him to complain to Dudley.

"That was so exciting!"

Harry and Malfoy were slightly better off, but they were still frightened. However, after the shock, the two were secretly excited.

"We can continue now."

Dudley clapped his hands and beckoned the group to continue toward the Gryffindor common room.

Harry glanced back at the corridor behind him with a hint of regret.

Honestly, he really wanted to go and see it.

However, they have now reached the fifth floor of the stairs, and no matter how the stairs change, they cannot go to the fourth floor unless they go down on their own or the stairs turn around.

Meow~~

Just as they were about to cross the corridor, a sudden meow made Harry and the others jump to their throats.

A emaciated cat with dark gray fur appeared at the end of the corridor with elegant steps.

It was staring at the group with its bulging, bulb-like eyes.

"Oh no! It's Mrs. Lorice!"

Ron cried out, clearly recognizing the cat.

There is only one cat like this in the entire Hogwarts, and that belongs to the dormitory supervisor, Filch.

Mrs. Lorris's presence here means Filch must be nearby, and he'll be there soon if the cat calls out.

They will definitely be caught!

"It's over, I'm definitely dead this time!"

Ron let out a desperate growl.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he seemed to see Mrs. Lorris's lips slightly upturned, as if she were smiling! She was actually smiling!

Will they get caught if they laugh at them? They definitely will.

"We can go back and find a place to hide on the fourth floor."

Malfoy reacted faster and calmer than Ron, and immediately came up with a solution.

Even if Filch is nearby, it will take him some time to get there after hearing Mrs. Lorris's cries. If they can seize this opportunity to return to the fourth floor and find a place to hide, there is still hope.

As for whether it should be banned or not, that's no longer important.

Given their current situation, avoiding arrest is the most important thing.

Hermione was also a little panicked, gripping her wand so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She kept thinking in her mind what spell she could use to solve the current problem.

"Give it a shot and petrify them all?"

While the other young wizards were at a loss, Dudley made another unexpected move. Instead of running away, he bent down and gently beckoned to Mrs. Loris, making strange noises in his throat.

Because of the distance, Ron couldn't hear it very clearly, but he felt that it sounded like something like snoring.

"Are you crazy?"

However, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded. Instead of calling for Filch immediately, Mrs. Lorris rushed to Dudley's side at his call and began rubbing her body against his trouser leg, seemingly trying to please him.

"Ten pieces? You're being too greedy."

Hermione, who was closest to Dudley, vaguely heard him whispering something.

And Mrs. Lorris?

Talking to a cat? How is that possible?

This was Hermione's first reaction.

But then I thought, we're in a magical world, so what's impossible?

Cat whisperers, though not extensively documented in history, did exist.

When Malfoy and Ron saw that things were turning around, they were so excited that they almost hugged each other. But just as they were about to touch, they suddenly realized what was happening, jumped back as if they had been electrocuted, and started to dry heave while holding onto the stair railing.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of several of them, Lady Lorris, who was considered aloof, treacherous, cunning, and wicked by the other young wizards, and who never accepted food from any of them and only followed Filch, was lying directly in front of Dudley, rolling back and forth on the ground, making gurgling sounds in her throat, and even revealing her soft belly.

Is she being coquettish?

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(End of this chapter)