Harry Potter's Cousin Dudley at Hogwarts

That's when Dudley noticed a roll of parchment in the jars by the long table.

He went over and picked up the parchment, and flipped through the contents.

"Dudley, what did you find?" Hermione and Harry came over curiously and asked, seeing the parchment in Dudley's hand.

"The clue should be in there." Dudley handed the parchment to Hermione and Harry.

"Great, this is a logical reasoning, as long as we solve the riddle, we can get out of here." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief after reading the contents of the parchment.She is still confident in solving puzzles.

"Well, Hermione?" Harry thought Hermione had found a solution.

"Give me a minute." Hermione looked at the parchment, read it several times, walked to the row of potion bottles, and muttered something.

Suddenly, she said excitedly, "I see."

"Wait, Dudley, what are you doing?" Hermione noticed that Dudley was opening the potions.

Dudley uncapped the potion bottle, slapped the mouth of the bottle with his hand, and smelled the potion.

"The potions in these three bottles can help us pass through the black flames and get the Philosopher's Stone." Dudley said after smelling the potions in the bottles one by one, pointing to the three potion bottles of different colors.

"As for the other bottles, the potions in them will not kill you if you drink them, but will only make you sleep for a few days." Dudley pointed to the remaining bottles of potions.

"Dudley, how do you know?" Hermione and Harry looked at Dudley in surprise.

"But the parchment said that only one bottle of potion can pass through the black flame, and one bottle can lead to the purple flame." Hermione looked at the parchment in her hand again, and said with some uncertainty.

"Because these three bottles of potion are different in color, but their ingredients are very similar. They all contain fire-resistant herbs. I found a similar formula in the library." Dudley took out the three bottles of fire-proof potion.

"As for the other potions, they all contain a lot of sleep grass, and they also smell like a certain amount of nightmare potion. The people who make these potions are really wicked."

"Dudley, your sense of smell is really good." Harry picked up three potions that could pass through the firewall, "What should we do now?"

Harry thought for a while, and handed Hermione one of the potions, "Hermione, listen to me, after you drink this potion, go to Ron, then go to the room with the flying key, get two flying Broom, go through the trap door where Fluffy is guarding. Then go to the Owl Cottage and write to Professor Dumbledore, we need his assistance."

"Dudley and I are going to contain the man who wants to steal the Sorcerer's Stone. We may not be his opponent, so you have to be quick." Harry divided the remaining two potions between Dudley and himself.

"But Harry..." Hermione looked at Harry and Dudley, opened her mouth and nodded, "I see."

Hermione's lips were quivering, and there were tears in her eyes.Suddenly, she threw her arms around Harry and Dudley.

"Harry, Dudley, you know what? You're going to be great wizards."

"Hermione, I'm not as good as you." Harry was a little shy.

"No, Harry, you're great." Hermione hugged Harry tightly again.

Hermione opened the cap of the potion bottle in her hand, raised her head and drank it down, feeling as if she was covered in frost, and shivered.

"Hermione, are you okay?" ' asked Harry anxiously.

"I'm fine, but it's a very cold, bone-chilling feeling." said Hermione, trembling, "I have to go, I'm afraid this effect won't last long." "

Standing in front of the wall of purple flames, Hermione turned to Harry and Dudley and said, "Good luck, and you must be careful."

Hermione lifted her leg and walked straight through the purple flames.

After Hermione left, Harry looked at Dudley.

The two of them opened the cap of the potion bottle in their hands at the same time, raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp. "I understand how Hermione feels." Harry shuddered and said, trembling.

"Dudley, I'll go first." Standing in front of the wall made of black flames, Harry turned and said to Dudley.

"What's there to argue about?" Dudley put down the bottle after drinking the potion, "How about we go together?"

"Okay!" Harry nodded with a smile.

However, Harry had just finished speaking, before Dudley could react.He summoned up his courage and walked forward one step ahead of Dudley.

Black flames burned all over him, but he felt little pain.

Suddenly, Harry felt his eyes go dark, and when he saw clearly again, he was already in another room.

"This Harry..." Seeing Harry's figure disappear into the black flames, Dudley shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly followed.

In the room, Harry found that there was already a person in the room ahead of time. That person was neither Snape nor Voldemort, but was considered a bad person at first, and was later considered to be coerced—— lo.

"It's you?" Harry was a little surprised.

Quirrell, standing in front, smiled, and now his temperament is not at all as submissive as when he was teaching at Hogwarts.

"It's me." Quirrell said calmly, "I was just wondering if I would meet you here, Harry Potter, but I didn't think I would."

"But I thought..."

"You thought it was Snape?" Quirrell laughed.The laughter was not his usual harsh but cowardly voice, but a mocking sneer. "Of course Snape doesn't look like a nice guy, which is very useful for our plan. With him standing in front of him and attracting everyone's attention, who would doubt poor and stuttering Professor Quirrell? Ha ha."

Then Quirrell began talking to himself, as if he felt he had won.

Talking about the Quidditch match he'd tried to kill Harry, Snape had been talking about breaking the spell.Then a student prank set his robe on fire, making him stink.

Having said that, Quirrell couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

Then he mentioned that when Harry participated in the second Quidditch match, Snape volunteered to be the referee in order to prevent him from harming Harry.

As a result, others thought Snape was doing it to prevent Gryffindor from winning.

When Quirrell talked about this, he was very happy, and said to Harry fiercely: "Everything about him is in vain. No matter what, I will kill you tonight."

Quirrell moved his fingers, and several ropes appeared out of thin air, binding Harry tightly.

He looked down at Harry and said, "Potter, you're always meddling. On Halloween, you ruined my plans, so I can't let you live."

Harry screamed, "Halloween? Did you put that troll in Hogwarts Castle on purpose?"

"Of course it's me. Originally I wanted to use that giant monster to attract everyone's attention. Unfortunately, Snape became suspicious of me and rushed to the corridor on the fourth floor to try to stop me. It's a pity that the giant monster didn't make much noise before he I was knocked out by the heads of your little devils. Also, it's a pity that the big dog with three heads didn't bite off Snape's leg." Quirrell said, with a sneer of sarcasm.