Harry Potter's Cousin Dudley at Hogwarts

"Now, Potter, you just wait quietly, and I will deal with you after I get the Philosopher's Stone." There was a smug smile on the corner of Quirrell's mouth, as if he had won the victory.

Harry was anxious, when he noticed a mysterious mirror standing behind Quirrell.

He recognized it right away, it was when he was on Christmas break.The Mirror of Erised seen in a room at Hogwarts.

"This mirror is the key to finding the Sorcerer's Stone," Quirrell muttered in a low voice, stroking the pattern on the frame with his fingers, "Dumbledore is so naive to think that these fancy things can prevent me from getting the Sorcerer's Stone." By the time he comes back, I've already escaped Hogwarts with the Philosopher's Stone."

Harry felt that he had to do something to prevent Quirrell from easily obtaining the Philosopher's Stone.

The only way he can think of now is to guide Quirrell to speak as much as possible, so that he can't focus on the exploration of the magic mirror.

"I saw you with Snape in the Forbidden Forest..." Harry tentatively said, not sure if this would irritate Quirrell, but he had to try.

"That's right, he was already watching me at that time, wondering where I was going. However, he wanted to scare me, hehe, ridiculous, I have that big man Voldemort as his backing, he thought he could scare me like that To me? How naive." Quirrell replied sarcastically, continuing to explore the magic mirror.

Harry thought about how to continue the conversation, "Why is Snape so hostile to me?" He tried to find a new topic.

"Of course he's hostile to you. He went to Hogwarts with your father, don't you know? They were rivals, hated each other, and repelled each other. But it's strange that although he hates you, he doesn't want You die." Quirrell replied casually, and then returned to the mirror, staring greedily at the scene in it.

Harry continued to ask questions, trying to draw Quirrell's attention and distract him so that he could not focus on finding the Philosopher's Stone.

"Da..."

While Quirrell was concentrating on searching for the Philosopher's Stone, Dudley, who had been hiding behind the pillar, walked quietly to Harry's side, put his index finger on his lips and made a quiet gesture, signaling Harry not to speak.

Dudley examined the ropes binding Harry and found them so strong that it was almost impossible to untie them by hand.

Gripping his wand tightly, Dudley aimed at the rope on Harry's body, ready to cast a spell.

He waved his fingers lightly, moved his lips slightly, and whispered [Fractured] in a low voice.

Under the shroud of light, the rope on Harry's body made a crisp snapping sound, and the rope that bound Harry was finally untied.

Then Dudley pulled Harry up and quickly hid behind a nearby pillar.

When he passed through the wall of fire just now, he saw Harry being bound by a rope cast by Quirrell.

Although Dudley was anxious, he could see that Quirrell had no intention of hurting Harry.

I just hid first, and I don’t know if the position of passing through the firewall is different, and the position of this room will also be different.

Luckily, he appeared right next to the pillar, so Quirrell didn't notice him.

"Dudley, we have to stop Quirrell from getting the Sorcerer's Stone." Harry whispered to Dudley, hiding behind the pillar.

"I know." Dudley stretched out his head, looked at Quirrell, and found that Quirrell hadn't found the Philosopher's Stone yet.

"But we have to formulate a strategy. Now Quirrell has not found the Philosopher's Stone. We can only fight with Quirrell when we go out. We may not be able to beat him, so we can't act rashly. We need to plan our actions, otherwise even if we find the Philosopher's Stone , and may also be snatched by Quirrell."

Harry nodded, knowing that Dudley had a point.They must have a definite plan in order to prevent Quirrell from easily taking the Philosopher's Stone.The two of them retreated behind the pillar and began to discuss the plan of action.

"Dudley, is it true that your cards can't beat Quirrell? In the Forbidden Forest..." Harry still remembered Dudley's unforgettable figure in the Forbidden Forest.

"The Forbidden Forest is different from here. The vegetation in the Forbidden Forest is richer, and the magic elements in the air are also more abundant than here, so [Tree] can exert its maximum ability." Dudley shook his head, "Here [Tree] can only Relying on my own little magic power and some energy provided by me, maybe Quirrell can defeat [Tree] with one or two spells, not to mention that there is still a Voldemort behind Quirrell."

Finally, according to the plan discussed by Dudley and Harry, Harry pretended to be tied up with a rope, lying there to confuse Quirrell, while Dudley hid aside and waited for an opportunity to act.

Of course, Dudley had just used the torn rope, and he had cast a Restoration Curse on it.

"I saw the Philosopher's Stone, and I'm dedicating it to my master." Quirrell greedily touched the mirror of the Mirror of Erised, which reflected his deepest desire now.

"But where is it hidden?" Quirrell touched the mirror and said to himself there. "What is going on with this mirror? What is its function? Help me, master!"

Harry, who pretended to be tied up with a rope, was horrified to hear a voice coming from Quirrell's body.

Dudley, who was hiding aside, knew that Voldemort was on Quirrell, but when he heard Voldemort's voice, he still felt a sense of malice pervading the room.

"Use that boy... use that boy..." A hoarse and gloomy voice came from a certain part of Quirrell's body.

Quirrell looked at Harry when he heard the voice.

"Very well, fortunately I didn't deal with you first, Potter, you come here, remember not to play any tricks."

Quirrell moved his fingers and released the silent Rubik's Cube.Those fake ropes that were tied to Harry's body disappeared in an instant.

"Come here." Quirrell pointed to the Mirror of Erised and said to Harry, "Take a look in the mirror and tell me what you see."

Harry stood up slowly and walked towards Quirrell.

'I had to think of a lie to lie to him. ' Harry frantically thought of countermeasures.

Harry walked forward, with his right hand behind his back, signaling Dudley not to act rashly.

Harry stood in front of the mirror, took a deep breath, and gazed into the mirror.

I saw myself in the mirror, my face was pale at first, and there was some fear in my expression, and suddenly the self in the mirror smiled.

I saw myself in the mirror reaching into my pocket, and then took out a bright red stone from the pocket.

Finally, he blinked at himself outside the mirror, and put the stone back into his pocket.

After the self in the mirror put the stone into his pocket, Harry, who was standing outside the mirror, suddenly felt a heavy object fall into his pocket.

Harry pretended to inadvertently touched his pocket with his hand, he didn't expect to get the Sorcerer's Stone in this way.