Harry Potter's Cousin Dudley at Hogwarts

I saw piles of gold coins, silver coins, copper coins and some jewelry in the vault.

"Harry, these are all yours now." Hagrid pointed to the vault and said to Harry with a smile.

"Mine?" Harry didn't expect that one day he would have so much money.

"Of course they belong to you. These are left over from the Potter family." Hagrid took out a bag and helped Harry put the money into the bag.

"These gold coins are Galleons. Seventeen silver Sickles make one Galleon, and twenty-nine Knuts make one Sickle. It's simple enough!" Hagrid explained to Harry while pretending.

"Hagrid, can I put on a little more today?"

"Of course, but these are enough for you to use in these two semesters. It's hard to take too many pretense."

"Oh, I want to pack some for Dudley. He always complains that his uncle gives too little pocket money. Recently, he always likes to buy some messy things for experiments, and the pocket money is not enough." Harry scratched his head.

"Is that enough now?" Hagrid put some more money into the bag.

"Should be enough!" To be honest, Harry doesn't know much about the price situation in the wizarding world, but just now Hagrid got what he said was enough for him for two semesters, so the prices in the wizarding world aren't very expensive, right?It's a big deal to spend less on yourself.

"Okay, now take us to underground vault No. 713!" Hagrid turned to Griphook and said, "But can I trouble you to drive the cart a little slower?"

"Sorry no sir, there's only one speed and it can't be adjusted," Griphook said to Hagrid.

"Damn it!" Hagrid climbed onto the cart resignedly.

Then the cart started to go down, and Harry felt that the air was even colder than before.

The underground vault at number 713 has no keyhole.

Griphook stretched out a long finger and gently knocked on the door, and the door disappeared from Harry's eyes little by little.

"Anyone other than the goblins from Gringotts will be sucked in by the door and stuck in the door if they try to do so," Griphook warned Harry and the others.

At first Harry thought that there would be many treasures in this safer vault, so he leaned over to look, but after looking for a long time, he found a dirty small package wrapped in brown paper on the ground.

'That's it? ' Seeing this scene, Harry was inevitably a little disappointed.

Hagrid solemnly picked up the small package on the ground and stuffed it into the inside pocket of his coat.

Although Harry really wanted to ask what was in this small package, and it needed such a safe, but seeing Hagrid's expression, he knew that he wouldn't say even if he asked.

After Hagrid finished taking the package, Harry and the others quickly returned to the ground in the cart.

"Dudley, let me tell you, there are a lot of gold coins in my vault." Harry showed off to Dudley with a bag of gold coins. "I will pay for your consumption today."

"Oh? It turns out that Harry, you have become a rich man now, so I have to make you spend money today." Dudley put his arms around Harry's shoulders.

"It's fine, little mind."

Dudley and Harry were playing and playing.

"The relationship between the two of them is really good." Looking at Dudley and the others, Hagrid sighed with emotion.

"Of course, Dada has always taken care of Harry, and the relationship between the two brothers has always been very good." Vernon on the side said proudly.

Next, Hagrid was going to go to the Leaky Cauldron to have some drinks to relieve the discomfort of riding the stroller just now, and asked Vernon to take Harry and the others to buy from the reading shopping list first, and then look for them at that time.

On the way, his father was attracted by the ice cream shop in Diagon Alley. He wanted to try the ice cream in the wizarding world. He heard that the robes had to be customized, so he asked Dudley and Harry to wait there by themselves. Then he took Penny to taste the food.

So Dudley took Harry to Madam Malkin's robe shop, and Madam Malkin greeted them as soon as they stepped inside.

"Honey, are you two boys going to buy Hogwarts school uniforms?"

Madam Malkin was a squat, squat witch in a purple robe with an amiable smile.

Before Dudley and the others could speak, Madam Malkin said again: "We have a lot of them here. To be honest, there is a young man who is trying on clothes right now."

Following Mrs. Malkin, at the back of the store, there was a woman with a pale oval face, a pair of gray-blue eyes, and platinum-blond hair combed meticulously close to the scalp. She had a thin body and was about the same height as Harry, but Looking at the boy who was thinner than Harry, standing on the footstool, a witch was using a pin to pin his height.

Madam Malkin asked Dudley and Harry to stand on the footstool beside her, and called for one of the other witches to come and join her and help measure Dudley and the others.

"Hello?" The platinum-haired boy said to Harry at the beginning, "Are you also studying at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, that's my cousin, we went together." Harry nodded.

"My dad is helping me buy books next door, and he will come to pick me up when he finishes shopping, and then I will take him to see the broomstick." The boy spoke in an adult's tone, drawling slowly, in Harry It sounds like the aristocrats in TV dramas putting on airs.

Originally, those accents should be a bit annoying, but coupled with his delicate little face, Harry always felt that he looked like a kid who stole clothes from adults, which was a bit ridiculous.

"Do you have your own broomstick?" the boy went on.

"No." Harry shook his head.

"Have you ever played Quidditch?"

"No." He had never even heard of Quidditch.

"I played." The boy raised his chin and said proudly, "My father said that it would be too shameful if I couldn't be selected for our college's representative team. Do you know which college you will be assigned to?"

"I don't know." Harry regretted answering, the boy talked a lot.

"Of course, no one really knows which house they'll be sorted into until they get there. I know I'm going to be sorted into Slytherin, though, because my whole family went there."

"Yes yes yes." You are right, now Harry just wants to end this boring conversation, he even saw Dudley chuckling aside.

"You look like this, are you perfunctory to me?" Seeing Harry's attitude, the boy was so angry that his pale cheeks flushed with blood.

"Damn you... Oops..." The boy got a little more excited, he couldn't stand on the footstool, and his body leaned forward.

Harry on the side saw it and immediately stretched out his hand, ready to give the boy a hand.

"Ouch!"

"Well!"

The two fell down one after another, and were wrapped in a ball by the cloth on their bodies.

"Harry! Are you alright!" Seeing this situation, Dudley hurriedly got off the footstool to help.

"I'm fine, cousin...um..." Harry had just said it was fine.

The boy struggled to his feet, tangled in the cloth, tripped over the cloth again, and fell back on top of Harry.