Harry Potter's Cousin Dudley at Hogwarts

Borgin finally found a box from a pile of cabinets, and carried it down the stairs.

"One hundred and twelve Galleons, sir." Borgin handed the box to Dudley.

Dudley opened it and took a look. It was almost the same as what was said in the book. He realized that he had just enough money, almost not enough to be ashamed. Dudley took out his money bag and paid the money to the boss.

After paying the money, Dudley basically didn't have much money on him.

As for going to the Leaky Cauldron to drink, forget it, he was afraid that his little money would not be enough.

"Jack, what's next?" Lucius asked as Dudley finished paying the bill.

"Activities? Oh, I have nothing to do, I'm going to go to Diagon Alley." Activities, his pockets are empty, he just wants to go home now, Dudley said to Lucius with a smile on his face.

"Although the environment of the Leaky Cauldron is mediocre, the wine is not bad. Let me invite you to the bar for a drink? Jack." If you want to know a person's information and improve your friendship as quickly as possible, drinking is the fastest way. After getting drunk, the information is basic. You can ask, Lucius said with a smile, he was going to get the man in front of him drunk.

"Okay! Then you'll have to spend money." Although Dudley didn't know what Malfoy wanted to do, why didn't someone buy a drink, and he didn't drink for nothing.

"Tom, serve us each a pitcher of special wine."

After arriving at the Leaky Cauldron, Dudley and the others found a seat in the corner where no one was sitting. After they were seated, Dudley greeted Tom, the owner of the bar.

Dudley didn't expect that one day he would have a good conversation with this Malfoy. Although he has aristocratic arrogance, he knows a lot.

If it weren't for the influence of the Internet in his previous life, Dudley was afraid that he would not be able to connect with the other party.

Lucius was also a little surprised at the knowledge of the man in front of him, even if he deliberately talked about the Muggle world, he could still catch up.

"Come on, drink!" He has a really good capacity for alcohol, and he drank a lot of glasses before he was almost full.Dudley looked at Malfoy's pale face, which was flushed by the wine, and his eyes were narrowed. It seemed that he was almost drunk.

From the time he kept inquiring about his so-called son intentionally or unintentionally, Dudley knew that he might have bad intentions, and it seemed that he was harboring a grudge and wanted revenge, so of course he had to drink hard.

"Drink, drink." Lucius raised his glass to Dudley, and then staggered on the table.

"Okay, drink." Dudley stood up, feeling a little dizzy, and it seemed that he was almost drunk, the aftertaste of this drink was really strong.

"Tom, help me open a room upstairs, and he will be charged." Dudley helped Malfoy who was drowsy, and pointed at the bar owner Tom.

"Yes, Malfoy, go upstairs to the one by the window at the end of the corridor on the left." Tom looked at Dudley holding on to the man, his platinum blonde hair was still quite conspicuous.

"It's the first time I've seen Malfoy so drunk."

When Dudley helped Malfoy pass the bar, the bar owner looked at the drunk Malfoy and couldn't help but sigh.

"Boss, are you familiar with him?" Dudley asked curiously.

"No, every time he comes, he just quietly orders a glass of wine by himself, and leaves after drinking. However, I am familiar with his father Abraxas Malfoy. It's a pity that old Malfoy died early. This Malfoy When I was young, I had to support the Malfoy family." Tom, the bar owner, said with emotion, "Malfoy must have trusted you a lot, right? That's why he allowed himself to get drunk like this, I hope you don't disappoint his friendship."

"Eh? Okay." Dudley felt that the bar owner was joking, trust me?It's clear that drinking can't drink me.

"At the end of the corridor on the left, the one next to the window? Then it's this one." Dudley supported Malfoy, gestured with his fingers, and found the room that the bar owner Tom mentioned.

When I opened the door, I saw simple furnishings, a bed, a bedside table, an oil lamp, a wardrobe, and a small bathroom.

After Dudley entered, he closed the door with his hands, and then helped Malfoy to the bed.

When putting Malfoy on it, Malfoy reached out and grabbed the collar, and was led to lie down on the bed.

Suddenly, Dudley didn't know if he had drunk too much, and found that Malfoy in front of him was really good-looking, he could be considered a beauty.

It was quite tender to the touch, and Dudley couldn't help reaching out and touching Malfoy's face.

Here's Malfoy putting his arms around Dudley's neck.

It was getting late, and the dim yellow light on the window revealed two superimposed figures. The light swayed, and the figures changed with the light, and there were strange sounds from time to time. Unfortunately, the sound was only hanging in the sky high in the moon and stars. Only the occasional bird that flies by is lucky enough to hear it.However, the shadows projected on the windows changed too frequently, and the moon and the stars couldn't help but shyly hide in the clouds.

"Papa, papa" Dudley patted his face, looking at the clothes thrown randomly on the ground, and the person on the pillow next to him, what did he do last night!

Dudley never imagined that things would turn out like this.

Seeing the people next to him moving, it looked like they were about to wake up.

Dudley quickly pushed his hand off his waist.

He hurriedly got up, picked up the scattered clothes, put on his things, and then tiptoed to open the door and leave.

"Morning, woke up so early? Would you like a drink?" Tom, the bar owner, saw Dudley coming downstairs to greet him, and raised the glass in his hand.

"No, Tom, I drank too much last night and now I have a headache." Dudley pressed his temple.

"Then you must have a cup of hangover tea, it's free."

Dudley couldn't refuse the hangover tea offered by the bar owner.

"Ahem, this tea is really choking!" Dudley took two sips, and he woke up from the choking.

"Haha, sober teas look like this." The bar owner Tom took the cup that Dudley had finished drinking and handed back.

"By the way, where's Malfoy?"

"Oh, he drank more than me yesterday, and he hasn't woken up yet." Dudley felt a little guilty, and then chatted casually with Tom, the bar owner, before leaving the Leaky Cauldron, because he was afraid that Malfoy would wake up. After coming, he will hunt and kill himself.

"Well--"

Not long after Dudley had left, the man on the bed yawned and opened his gray eyes.

Malfoy, who was lying on the bed, now felt sore all over his body, especially his tailbone, which was a little bit in, felt swollen and painful, and even touched it with his hand, there was still a strange liquid.

"What happened last night?" Malfoy remembered that he and someone went to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink. He seemed to have drunk too much, but he remembered that it was Jack who sent him upstairs, and then - he couldn't remember what happened afterwards. "Jack? Jack."

Malfoy tried to shout, only to realize that there was no one in the room.

Looking at the clothes scattered on the ground, his own clothes were all torn. Malfoy, who was still a little confused, suddenly woke up and guessed what happened to him last night.

His face, which was originally rosy from the hangover, was angry and cursed loudly.

"Damn it! Jack Dawson, I'm going to kill you!!"