Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Suddenly, she saw a direwolf she had raised approaching the shore, its fur gleaming with silver-white luster. The direwolf had been Arya's companion for many years, and they had established a deep trust and friendship.

"Come here, wolf!" Arya called softly.

The direwolf looked up at Arya, then strode lightly over to her side. It was obviously enjoying the beautiful riverbank, its tail wagging and its eyes full of joy.

Arya handed the direwolf a piece of meat, and it took it and chewed it happily. The wolf was Arya's loyal companion and one of her closest friends at all times and in all places.

At this moment, Joffrey unexpectedly appeared by the river. His face was unfriendly, and when he saw the direwolf being fed by Arya, his expression became even gloomier.

“You still keep these beasts?” Joffrey asked coldly.

Arya looked up, her brows furrowed slightly. "This is my companion. He didn't hurt anyone."

Joffrey laughed sarcastically. "Companions? Do these beasts have companions?"

Arya was furious. She knew Joffrey didn't like direwolves. "You don't understand."

Joffrey's face grew darker. "Be careful. These beasts may hurt you."

The direwolf sensed its master's uneasiness and began to howl softly, expressing its dissatisfaction and warning.

"Go away, Joffrey," Arya said calmly. "We don't need you."

Joffrey's eyes hardened. "I'm warning you, Arya. These beasts will cause you trouble sooner or later."

At this moment, the direwolf suddenly let out a low growl, showing hostility towards Joffrey. Joffrey felt uneasy and his expression became tense.

"You keep your beast in check," Joffrey warned, trying to appear calm.

Arya realized that something was wrong, and she tried to calm the direwolf. "Be quiet, little one."

However, the direwolf still stared at Joffrey with hostility, as if warning him not to come any closer.

Suddenly, Joffrey tried to get closer to Arya, trying to pull her away. The direwolf felt threatened, and it let out a low growl, then pounced on Joffrey.

Joffrey panicked and tried to dodge, but the direwolf had already pounced on him, revealing its sharp teeth. Joffrey was so frightened by the direwolf's attack that he could not react, and his arm was bitten by the direwolf, and blood splattered immediately.

"Quick, Arya, get it under control!" Joffrey shouted.

Arya anxiously tried to stop the direwolf's attack. She tried her best to call the direwolf's attention. "Stop, wolf, don't hurt him!"

The direwolf seemed moved by Arya's call and stopped attacking, but still watched Joffrey vigilantly.

Joffrey clutched his injured arm in pain, gasping as he stepped back. "You beast!"

Arya's friends were too frightened to speak, as they had not expected anything like this to happen. The direwolf remained alert, warning Joffrey not to come any closer.

"I'm sorry, Joffrey," Arya tried to apologize, but she knew it was too late now.

Arya watched Joffrey hurried away, feeling guilty and angry. She had not expected the direwolf to react so strongly to Joffrey, but she knew her companions were acting to protect her. The companions were also frightened by the accident and dared not speak.

"Arya, are you okay?" the friend asked in a low voice.

Arya nodded slightly. "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

She turned and looked at her injured direwolf with concern. The direwolf remained alert, but showed loyalty and closeness to Arya.

"Wolf, are you all right?" Arya asked gently, reaching out and stroking the direwolf's fur.

The direwolf lowered its head and gently licked Arya's hand, as if to comfort its owner. The wolf has established a deep emotional bond with Arya. To her, it is not just a beast, but also a loyal companion and friend.

Suddenly, Arya's brother came over, his expression serious. "What happened?"

Arya sighed softly. "Joffrey came to provoke, and the direwolf misunderstood his intentions, so..."

Her brother interrupted her. "Is Joffrey hurt?" he asked, concerned.

Arya nodded. "Yes, I'm sorry."

The elder brother looked at the direwolf thoughtfully. "We must handle this matter carefully to avoid causing more trouble."

Arya knew this. "I'll be careful."

Just then, Joffrey's parents hurried over, their faces looking anxious and worried.

"Joffrey, what's wrong with you?" Joffrey's mother asked nervously.

Joffrey waved his injured arm. "It was the wolf! Arya's beast bit me."

Joffrey's father frowned. "What happened?"

Joffrey painfully describes how he was attacked by a direwolf, and he tries to shift the blame to Arya and her direwolf.

Arya's brother listened to this with a sullen face, knowing that things might get complicated. He walked over to Arya and tried to explain.

"Joffrey, it's not what you think. This direwolf is just protecting Arya."

Joffrey's mother looked puzzled. "Protect? Why would the beast protect our children?"

Arya's brother tried to explain. "The direwolf has a special bond with Arya. It didn't mean to hurt Joffrey."

Joffrey's father's expression turned serious. "We need to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Arya's brother nodded. "We'll take care of it."

Joffrey's parents nodded to Arya's brother, and then took Joffrey away from the river. Joffrey's eyes were full of anger and dissatisfaction, and he didn't seem to want to let this go easily.

Arya felt heavy-hearted, knowing that this incident might bring her trouble. The direwolf also felt the master's emotions, and it stared at Arya, as if to comfort and support her.

"Thank you, wolf," Arya said softly, knowing that the wolf was always with her.

The brother put aside his worries. He knew he needed to protect Arya and her companions from being misunderstood and hurt by the outside world.

By the river, Aunt Petunia and Debridore continue to search for clues about Dudley's fall. They follow the runes on the rocks to try to uncover the truth.

"The meaning of these runes may be even more profound." Aunt Penny said thoughtfully.