Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Sure enough, letting Hagrid keep the secret was the biggest flaw.

With the buff of the drunkard and the dragon lover, Hagrid obtained the coveted dragon egg, and the stranger who refused to take off his cloak also learned the weakness of Fluffy, the three-headed dog guarding the Philosopher's Stone.

Harry, Ron and Hermione couldn't help but hold their foreheads and couldn't even utter a word.

"Hagrid is a good man, but he's not very good at keeping secrets."

Along the way, only Dudley was willing to complain, while the remaining three boys and girls didn't even have the energy to talk.

What if that mysterious man was Snape, or even Voldemort?

The only solution available now is that there is only one person in the entire Hogwarts who can solve it.

Dumbledore.

"Telling Professor Dumbledore is one thing, but I doubt we'll ever see him."

Hermione quickly thought of the little information Dudley had revealed, and her clever little brain worked quickly. Hagrid's mouth was unreliable, and it would be easy for him to leak the information of the meeting to Dumbledore and others, which meant that the mysterious man would definitely send away the strongest force of Hogwarts.

What can be predicted by the young minds can naturally be predicted by adult wizards who are bent on doing evil.

Sure enough, with Professor McGonagall's response, Harry and others learned that Dumbledore had flown to London ten minutes ago.

"He left? At this time?"

Harry was so anxious that he wanted to jump up and down.

"Professor Dumbledore is a very remarkable wizard, very busy, and his time is precious."

"Or is it that what you have to say is more important than the Ministry of Magic?"

Professor McGonagall pushed her glasses up. She still thought that the children in front of her were playing a very novel prank. This was not surprising. Gryffindors were reckless and had more mischievous people than other colleges. As the head of Gryffindor, Minerva had seen too many of them.

"Yes."

Harry was silent for a moment, choosing to believe this elder who seemed cold on the surface but actually cared deeply for him.

"Professor, it's about the Philosopher's Stone..."

Seeing that the pile of books in the hands of the mature and steady Professor McGonagall fell, Dudley was quick-witted and stepped forward to catch the fallen books, and at the same time, he said a few words in Professor McGonagall's ear in an imperceptible voice.

"It is true, but we will handle the incident as you understand it."

Dudley smiled innocently at the shocked Minerva, then stood aside, hoping that the experienced professor would understand what he meant.

"I don't know how you found out about the Philosopher's Stone, but don't worry, no one can steal it."

"It is well protected and absolutely safe."

After that, Professor McGonagall waved her hand and left the corridor.

In fact, she was shocked in her heart. Only she and Dumbledore knew about Dudley's oath, and as an "insider", Dudley was with Harry every day and would definitely not lie.

Moreover, he was mature beyond his age, which made her trust him. With her rich experience, she naturally knew that Dudley, who was usually impetuous and noisy, was trying to confuse some enemies in the dark.

So Dudley's words made her extremely alert.

Harry and the other two did not notice this. They were just annoyed that no one believed what they saw and their reasoning.

"We can't delay any longer. If this goes on, the Philosopher's Stone might have fallen into Snape's hands!"

"I'm going to sneak out tonight and try to get the Philosopher's Stone first."

Harry still firmly believed that Severus was the mastermind behind it.

And the scar on his forehead was getting more and more painful.

"Are you crazy? Do you want to be fired?"

Ron's eyes widened.

"so what?"

Harry's tone became more urgent and his voice became louder.

"If Snape gets his hands on the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort will come back!"

"If the Dark Lord comes back, Hogwarts will cease to exist, and there will be no need to expel you!"

"If I'm caught before I get the Philosopher's Stone, then I'll have no choice but to return to the Dursleys! Waiting for Voldemort to find me there will only mean I'll die a little later than I do now!"

"Because I will never join the dark side! I will go through that trapdoor tonight! Voldemort killed my parents, remember?"

Harry was breathing heavily and his eyes were almost bleeding.

Dudley shrugged, he just moved closer to Harry and patted his shoulder.

"Thank you, cousin."

Harry pursed his lips and stammered in response.

"You're right, Harry."

Hermione also spoke up, and getting her agreement showed how deep the friendship between the three members was.

"I need to use my invisibility cloak, which I have fortunately recovered."

What Harry was talking about was the invisibility cloak that he had accidentally left in the tower. At that time, in order to send Norbert, the dragon, away, they risked being discovered and even deducted 200 points from Gryffindor, which allowed Norbert to leave safely.

The invisibility cloak that was accidentally forgotten appeared on Harry's bed the next morning.

Still that familiar font, "Just in case."

"Can this thing cover four people?"

Ron couldn't help but speak.

"four people?"

"Don't be silly, would I let you go alone?"

After all, they are a loyal Weasley family. Ron patted his chest and stood firmly with Harry. Harry felt a little sad and barely controlled his emotions.

Anyway, Harry's gang - or team, is now complete.

Harry wanted to hide from his classmates, but the Gryffindor students had already lost 200 points that night and had nothing to say to him, so naturally he didn't attract much attention.

The common room emptied out until Lee Jordan left, and Harry quickly ran upstairs and put on the Invisibility Cloak.

But he forgot to take the flute Hagrid gave him - too nervous and too reckless. Because of Dudley's joining, Harry instinctively felt that there didn't seem to be a need for too many additional countermeasures.

The three-headed dog that looked ferocious and terrifying to the children might not be a match for the cousin's punch?

It's a long story, but it only took three or two minutes. Soon, the four of them reunited in the Gryffindor common room.

"let's go."

Dudley groaned. He was not wearing a robe tonight, but a pair of red gloves with gold patterns on his hands.

"What are you doing?"

A voice suddenly sounded in the corner, and Harry and the other two were startled. It was Neville who flashed out from behind an armchair.