Harry Potter's Cousin Dudley at Hogwarts

The Gryffindor common room was as rowdy as ever that night.

Dudley and the others found a seat by the window to do homework and talk about problems together.

"Harry?"

Suddenly Harry stood up, and Dudley asked a little puzzled.

"Dudley, I'm going to ask Professor Snape if he can return the book "The Magical Quidditch" to me." Harry walked out as if he had made up his mind.

"Then I'll go and see him too. Go ahead." Dudley closed his book, got up and caught up with Harry.

"Ron, don't be lazy, do your homework quickly." Hermione saw that Ron was lazy, and called him quickly.

"Oh, Hermione, you can't do this!" Ron lay facelessly on the table. "Harry and Dudley both ran off to be lazy, what's wrong with me being lazy for a while?"

"Harry has been in a daze since Snape took the book away today."

"It's just a book." Ron was a little puzzled, and it wasn't an important book.

"Is that a problem with the book? Harry is obviously nervous about tomorrow's Quidditch match. He's putting too much pressure on himself. Dudley can see it, but you, who have always claimed to be Harry's good friend, haven't seen it!" Seeing Ron lying there not going to do his homework, Hermione casually took Ron's homework and flipped through it, and said angrily, "Ron, I've covered almost all of this question, but you still did it wrong !"

"Who said I didn't see it? Also, I haven't finished my homework yet, so don't take my homework book." Ron snatched his homework book, erased the wrong question that Hermione said, and muttered: "Besides, what you said is so profound, how can you be sure that I understand the solution."

In the corridor outside, Dudley quickly caught up with Harry, who was going ahead.

"Harry, how are you going to get the book back from Snape? I don't think he's that easy to talk to."

"I have an idea, Dudley, if there were other professors around, would Snape give me the book back? After all, he confiscated my book in that way." Harry said to Dudley Find your own way.

"You can try it. If he doesn't give it, you can tell him that he broke the rules and deduct points from Gryffindor House. It would be better if Professor McGonagall is here." Regarding Harry's approach, Dudley nodded.

They went downstairs to the staff lounge. Harry knocked lightly on the door, but there was no answer. He reached out and knocked again, but still no answer.

'Aren't the professors in the lounge? ' thought Harry.

Harry tried to push the door open a crack, looked inside, and what he saw made him feel terrible.

"Dudley, I saw a horrible scene!" Harry stepped back a few steps and said to Dudley behind him.

"what?"

"I saw Snape and Filch inside." Harry said with a look of horror on his face. These two people are people he thinks are scary. He didn't expect that the two of them would stay together one day. The horror is doubled. .

"How are they together?"

Seeing Harry put his head against the crack of the door to look in again, Dudley put his head on it too.

There were only Snape and Filch in the room, and Snape lifted his robes up to his knees.

One of his legs was bloody and bloody.

And Filch was handing him the straps.

"Damn it," Snape grumbled as he bound his wounded leg with a bandage. "How could you stare at those three heads at the same time!"

Seeing Snape's angry look, Harry didn't want to get his book back now, he just wanted to get out of here safely.

Harry looked up and met Dudley's eyes, and the two were about to close the door quietly.

"Potter! Dursley!"

But it was too late, they were noticed by the keen Snape.

Snape hurriedly lowered his robes which he had lifted up to cover the wound on his leg.

Harry felt that Snape was very angry, his face seemed to be distorted by anger, Harry still had the courage to say: "I just want to know if I can get my book back."

"Get out! Get out!"

Before Snape could deduct points from Gryffindor, Dudley closed the door and pulled Harry away quickly.

Dudley and the others ran all the way to the Gryffindor lounge.

"Have you got the book?" Hermione looked at Dudley and Harry in puzzlement, looking at them panting, not as if they were going to get the book, but as if they had done something shameful. "What's the matter with you?"

"That's right, you look a little strange, what's going on?" Ron asked beside him.

"Let me take my time." Harry picked up the glass on the table and drank water, and Dudley saw him drink all the water in the glass at once, and added some for him.

Harry took a few more sips, put down his water glass, and lowered his voice, telling Ron and Hermione what they had just seen with Dudley.

"In other words, you suspect that Snape wanted to pass the big three-headed dog on Halloween? He wanted to steal something that Dumbledore kept in strict custody?" Hermione heard what Harry said. , ask your own questions.

"Yes, when we were looking for you, we saw him, and we went in the direction of the big dog." Harry nodded.

"Honestly, Hermione, don't always think that all professors are saints." Seeing the surprise on Hermione's face, Ron said bluntly. "I agree with Harry, I think Snape can do anything. Just wonder what the big dog is watching?"

"No, I know that although he is not good and likes to trouble Gryffindor, I don't think he will steal what Dumbledore wants to hide." Hermione shook her head.

"Dudley, what do you think?"

Seeing that Dudley had been drinking tea leisurely, everyone turned their attention to Dudley, wanting him to express his opinion.

"Me?" Dudley took a sip of his tea. "I think what you said makes sense." After finishing speaking, Dudley nodded, indicating that he was right.

"Cunning Dudley."

Saying about Dudley is the same as not saying it, which makes everyone dissatisfied.

"Whether Snape is good or bad is our guess, and I can't convict him without substantial evidence." Dudley put down his teacup. "Harry is right, but Hermione is not right."

"By the way, instead of discussing this issue here now, why not discuss tomorrow's Quidditch match?" Dudley turned his head to Harry. "Harry, are you ready for tomorrow's Quidditch game?"

"Hateful Dudley!" Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Harry, who was no longer nervous because of the excitement and exploration of Snape, felt himself starting to be nervous again. "I--of course I'm ready."

"Dudley, it's all your fault. Look, Harry is getting nervous again." Seeing Harry's state, Hermione complained to Dudley.

"It's better to be nervous before the match, otherwise, with Harry's personality, he'll be entangled in Snape's affairs and won't be able to sleep all night." Dudley said indifferently.

"Then you think he can fall asleep now at night?" Seeing Harry nervously reciting the various rules of Quidditch, Hermione didn't think he could fall asleep.

"It's okay, the big deal is that I will give him some sleep-soothing medicine before going to bed, so that he can sleep easily until dawn."