Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

It should be said that as a part of ancient creatures, the basilisk has thick skin and strong defense.

But at this moment, its colorful green body was already stained with strands of red blood in the middle - those were the scars caused by being violently beaten to the point of skin and flesh being torn apart.

And its huge snake head had a crack in the middle, and the white mess inside was almost flowing out.

"You... can actually kill the basilisk?"

"Not even the strongest mountain troll can do this!"

"Are you King Arthur?"

Tom heard an incredulous voice. Even though he was just a memory now, a "soul" that could touch worldly objects, he was still deeply shocked.

Is this something a human can do?

Still blindfolded!

"Fox, go ahead and blind this worm's eyes!"

Dudley, however, spoke in jargon and blew a whistle. The phoenix immediately spread its wings and, while the basilisk was still howling, it used its claws as fast as lightning to mash the basilisk's eyes into sticky liquid.

"hiss!!"

The scream of pain immediately resounded throughout the secret room. Dudley gritted his teeth, pulled off the blindfold, swung the "iron stick" in his hand, jumped high, and rode on the basilisk's head.

"Damn it, compensate me for my wand! I worked so hard to find this handy tool!"

Dudley's heart was bleeding.

Is there any magic wand that could be more eye-catching and more practical than this street lamp?

Just imagine, whose magic wand can store the "fluorescent" light balls like the lamp of a street lamp?

What other magic wand could have such a heavy weight and feel?

If Dudley hadn't been concerned about the presence of others, he would have wanted to burst into tears. This street lamp had been loyally with him for a whole year and a half, and on the second anniversary, it was broken by the skin of this basilisk?

Indeed, this street lamp has endless uses in Dudley's hands, but it is still made of ordinary cast iron. Even acid will make it lose its combat effectiveness, not to mention that the material itself is brittle and cannot cope with a big guy like the basilisk.

The red blood flowed to the ground in a rush. Although it was a little different from the pitch-black color in Dudley's impression, the pain on the basilisk's face was exactly the same.

"Cousin, stop fighting, kill it quickly! Saving Ginny is the most important thing!"

Harry witnessed this wild scene. If this worm had two wings and some front and hind claws, it would be a dragon. Dudley was like a brave warrior who conquered a dragon in the legend. He swung the holy sword in his hand - or rather, the holy stick, and hit the wound of the giant snake fiercely.

Blood and brains splattered in the air, and the giant snake was almost tortured to death. Its howling became weaker and weaker.

Poor thing, its fangs haven't worked yet.

"hat!"

Dudley shouted and Harry quickly threw his hat over. The savior knew very well that when cousin Dudley was doing things, he just had to play a supporting role.

Under Tom Riddle's painful eyes, Dudley smiled grimly and reached his hand into the Sorting Hat. Then, a silver sword with a sparkling ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt appeared in his hand.

"Die, you worm!"

"Kouya!"

The Sword of Gryffindor reached the hands of the most suitable user when it was most needed.

With a flash of silver light, the extremely sharp sword easily broke through the basilisk's skin, and the painful howl lingering in the ears suddenly disappeared.

The huge snake head fell heavily to the ground, and the cold snake blood splattered all over Harry.

"That guy over there, stop looking, you're next!"

Dudley had already slid down the snake's body. He quickly walked up to Tom Riddle, who was still in a daze, and gave him a simple smile.

Of course, in Tom's eyes, it was a complete threat.

"My hard work! My grand plan!"

"You can't...you can't do this!"

Tom Riddle looked at Dudley with gnashing teeth, wishing he could eat him alive.

"Why not? If Muggle technology wasn't prohibited here, I would record your ugly appearance and make hundreds of millions of copies for the world to admire!"

Dudley laughed a strange laugh, which sounded even harsher to Tom's ears than the roar of the basilisk.

"Well, Tom, or rather, Voldemort, say goodbye to your memory!"

Raising his hand and swinging his sword, Dudley knocked off a basilisk's fang, and gestured to Harry.

Harry immediately pounced, grabbed the fang, and stabbed it through the diary.

A black, bloody and smelly liquid gushed out from the hole in the diary. Tom Riddle's soul let out an unwilling roar. His body, which had absorbed Ginny's vitality and was almost fully formed, gradually shattered into fingernail-sized pieces, and then collapsed on the spot, leaving not even a speck of dust on the ground.

The memory that drove the basilisk eventually died under its fangs.

"Okay, Fawkes, give Ginny a couple of cries."

Dudley patted the phoenix on his shoulder. Fox flapped his wings helplessly and took two steps on the ground, just like a rooster.

After brewing for a long time, Fox finally shed two tears, and then looked at Dudley with resentment.

Is it just a little scratch?

Bird Lord’s tears are precious, okay!

But looking at the sword in his hand and his strong body that had been fighting with the basilisk for a long time without suffering any bumps, Fox shut his mouth obediently.

Don't argue too much with this kind of monster, or you might end up like the basilisk in front of you, walking from the secret room into the cafeteria.

But when I think about it carefully, it seems that fighting alongside Dumbledore is not as refreshing and comfortable as fighting alongside Dudley.

Fawkes flapped his wings, returned to Dudley's shoulder, closed his eyes and dozed off.

It seems that with this person around, I don't need to use my ability to carry heavy objects.

In fact, Ginny had already woken up when the basilisk was killed and the diary was destroyed.

"It's okay now, come on, Ginny, let's get out of here."

Seeing that Ginny wanted to say something but couldn't open her mouth for a long time, Harry realized that she and Percy came to the breakfast table together just to tell him the truth about the diary.

However, through Tom's self-exposure, the matter couldn't be clearer.

"I'll be fired..."

Ginny couldn't help but hug Harry's neck tightly and started crying.

Harry immediately looked at his cousin for help, but Dudley didn't even look at him. He picked up the broken pieces of the street lamp at a rapid speed, put on his hat, carried Fawkes on his shoulders, put the sword of Gryffindor on his waist, dragged the huge body of the basilisk, and walked away in a flash.

"Merlin's beard, how am I supposed to get along with girls?"

The future savior faced the statue of Salazar Slytherin and asked a soul-searching question.