Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Seeing this, the cloaked man also acted quickly. He raised the wand in his hand and released a powerful magic force, trapping the old man in place and preventing him from moving. The old man cursed, but he could not break free from the cloaked man's restraints and could only surrender.

Auntie took advantage of the time that the cloaked man and the black wolf had bought her, and she rushed to Dudley's bedside to check his injuries. She found that Dudley's injuries were more serious than she had thought before. Although his body had no external injuries, he was immersed in a strange state and had no response.

"Dudley, can you hear me? Wake up!" Aunt called anxiously. She tried to awaken Dudley's sleeping consciousness, but he seemed to be in a deep coma and did not respond at all.

The man in the cloak saw his aunt's anxious expression, he walked over and patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, we will find a way." His voice was full of comfort and encouragement, he was determined not to let his aunt and Dudley come to any harm.

Auntie nodded. She knew she couldn't just sit there and wait. She had to find a way to save Dudley. She opened the bag of herbs and began to check the herbs, hoping to find one that could wake Dudley up.

After searching for a while, my aunt finally found a herb called "Morning Flower". It is said that this herb has the magical effect of awakening sleeping people, so my aunt hurriedly took it out and prepared to use it.

She ground the morning glory into powder and mixed it with water to make a concoction. She carefully poured the concoction into Dudley's mouth, hoping that this would awaken his dormant consciousness.

The seconds passed as his aunt waited anxiously for any sign of Dudley. The house was filled with the fragrance of herbs, but there was still no sign of Dudley's body.

Just when her aunt was feeling desperate, suddenly, Dudley's brows moved slightly, and his breathing gradually became rhythmic, as if he was about to wake up.

"Dudley, did you hear that? Wake up!" Aunt called out expectantly, hoping that her voice could awaken Dudley's consciousness.

The aunt was full of questions and anxiety. She decided to go to the scene where her son fell from a high altitude in person to look for some suspicious clues and try to find out the truth of the matter.

Accompanied by the cloaked man and the black wolf, the aunt came to the foot of the rugged mountain. This is the place where Dudley fell from the sky. Everything seems so peaceful, but the aunt knows that this place hides many mysteries, and she must solve them one by one.

"Where should we start?" Aunt looked around, trying to find some clues that could guide her. The cloaked man and the black wolf also searched together, hoping to find some useful information.

Suddenly, the black wolf stopped and let out a low howl. Its nose kept sniffing the ground, as if it had discovered something important. My aunt immediately walked over and stared at the black wolf's movements.

"What did you find?" asked my aunt. She knew that the black wolf had a very sensitive sense of smell and might have found some useful clues.

The black wolf raised its head and pointed its nose under a stone. "Here, there are some traces." Its voice was deep and powerful, as if telling my aunt that this place was important.

Following Black Wolf's instructions, my aunt came to the stone. She bent down and carefully examined the ground around the stone, and found some tiny and vague marks.

These traces seemed to be some footprints and scratches, and they looked very fresh. Aunt's heart moved, she knew that these traces might be clues to Dudley's fall from a high altitude, and she had to track them down.

"We have to follow these traces and see if we can find more clues." Aunt decided to follow these traces and continue to explore the truth of the matter. The cloaked man and the black wolf also moved forward, ready to support Aunt's actions at any time.

They followed the traces around the stone and came to a steep cliff. The terrain here was steep and it looked difficult to climb, but my aunt knew that there might be some important clues hidden here, and she was determined not to give up.

"We have to climb up and see if we can find anything." Aunt decided to climb this dangerous peak to try to find more clues. The cloaked man and the black wolf followed without hesitation.

They climbed step by step, arduously crossing the steep mountain wall. The wind blew past their ears, bringing a hint of coolness, but my aunt felt the passion burning in her heart, and she knew she was about to get close to the core of the truth.

Finally, after a hard climb, they reached the top of the mountain wall. From here, they could overlook the entire mountain range, which was magnificent and spectacular, but my aunt's eyes were attracted by a mark on the ridge.

She saw a vague trace, as if something had stayed here before. Her aunt's heart moved, she knew that this was probably the place where Dudley fell from a high altitude, she had to check it carefully to find more clues.

"We need to check this place, maybe we can find some important clues." Aunt decided to carefully search for traces on the mountain wall. The cloaked man and the black wolf also assisted, knowing that this might be the key to finding out the truth.

In another corner, the river was flowing, and the sunlight shone on the water, creating a layer of golden light. In this peaceful atmosphere, Joffrey and Sansa came to the river to play.

Joffrey was a lively and active boy. He couldn't wait to run to the river and shouted excitedly: "Sansa, come and look here! This stream is so beautiful!" As he spoke, he jumped forward.

Sansa followed behind him, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and excitement. "Joffrey, look, there's a little bird over there!" She pointed to a colorful little bird singing happily on a tree in the distance.

Joffrey smiled. He also saw the bird. "How beautiful! Let's find some pebbles and see if we can get it to the surface of the river." His eyes were full of excitement. He couldn't wait to play.

Sansa nodded, and she and Joffrey went to the river to find some smooth pebbles. As they searched, they talked to each other and talked about various interesting things.

"Where do you think that little bird came from?" Sansa asked a question. She was full of curiosity and yearning for nature.

Joffrey thought seriously, "Maybe it flew from somewhere else, or it's a local bird here." There was a hint of speculation and curiosity in his voice. He also wanted to know the origin of the bird.

As they chatted, they found some smooth pebbles and prepared to start their game.