[HP] If Dudley had a sister

Harry woke up on Sunday morning, and it took him a while to remember why he was so sad and distressed.Scenes from last night's dinner came to mind.He sat up, hung the curtains on the bed, and was going to talk to Deborah. He wanted Deborah to believe in him—no matter how long he had to explain, he wanted Deborah to believe in himself.

Harry dressed and walked down the spiral staircase into the common room.As soon as he appeared, the people who had finished breakfast applauded again.He didn't see Deborah.

Hermione came running hurriedly, carrying toast wrapped in lunch paper, and Ron followed her.

"Deborah wasn't in the dorm yesterday! I couldn't find her!" she said anxiously.

She originally stayed at Madam Pomfrey's for one night because Deborah was unwell, but she later found out that Deborah didn't even go to the infirmary.

Harry sprinted down the stairs, across the entrance hall and on his way to find Dumbledore, Hermione and Ron trying to keep up after him.

"Don't he know how to run slower—" Ron complained as he ran.

"Deborah's gone!" said Hermione angrily.

Ron shut up immediately.He was still sulking at Harry in his heart, if Deborah hadn't disappeared suddenly, he wouldn't have walked with Hermione and met Harry at all.

When Harry found Dumbledore, the headmaster kindly handed Harry a sizzle.

"I asked Deborah to do something," said Dumbledore.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, his original sadness and depression were overshadowed by the anxiety of Deborah's disappearance.

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile: "After Deborah knows that you have become a contestant, ask me to tell you—Come on, be careful."

Ron, who was standing behind Harry, showed a guilty expression when he heard it, and Harry excitedly hugged the two friends standing behind him - Hermione patted him on the shoulder lightly, because she Harry was found trembling.

As far back as 1935, Deborah in England relieved her discomfort, and she added a warming spell to herself.

She stood at the door of the dilapidated orphanage, and there were very few passers-by at night, perhaps because the impact of the great economic crisis had not yet receded quickly, and the air was filled with a sense of decadence.There was faint light in the windows of the orphanage, but most of them were turned off.

Deborah knocked lightly on the door.

After a long time, the manager of the orphanage, Mrs. Cole, staggered over and opened the door. She muttered and glanced at Deborah.

Deborah didn't give her a chance to ask. She quickly raised her wand and swung it hard at Mrs. Cole.

"From today - I am a new orphan adopted by the orphanage. It was a woman who brought me here and gave you a fee in return." Deborah's voice was full of bewitching, and Madam Cole's expression become confused.

Next, Deborah took off a bracelet from her wrist, one of a whole bunch of "girly accessories" Penny had bought for her.She put this ingenious and generous bracelet into Mrs. Cole's hand: "The next day, you have to take this and sell it for a good price, and the money you get will be used to improve the life of the orphanage." She said to Mrs. Cole A magic hint was given.

The girl stopped casting spells.Perhaps because of the difference in time and space, the trace that she should have disappeared because she was an adult disappeared here, and the Ministry of Magic did not notice that she, an underage wizard, used magic.

Using the Imperius Curse would be a better choice, but one reason why the Unforgivable Curses are unforgivable is because they are so harmful to the victim - Deborah will stay until Tom goes to Hogwarts, which is a full two years.If she keeps Mrs. Cole insane for that long, even if she finally stops her magic, Mrs. Cole will never recover without the treatment of a professional wizard.

Another reason was that the Unforgivable Curse was too much of a burden on her body, which was only in fourth grade—her magic power could barely be used once or twice.

So she chose to change Mrs. Cole's memory.

When Deborah lowered her wand, Mrs. Cole quickly regained her senses.She looked at the wizard robe Deborah was wearing, and she showed a disgusted expression.

Deborah laughed nonchalantly.

The next day when the children of the orphanage got up early to have breakfast, they found a beautiful girl they had never seen in the dining room.There was milk in front of her, and she herself was sipping white bread, which was rare in the orphanage.

At first, many children expressed their protest and dissatisfaction with Deborah's arrival.Because of Deborah's age, she shouldn't have stayed in the orphanage for free - she should have gone to work, become an illegal child laborer, and then donated the money she earned back to the orphanage.The arrival of Deborah clearly told others that there was another person who competed with her for food and clothes.

Most of all, Deborah doesn't have that poor-kid air about her.Even in the patched clothes of the orphanage, she was as regal as a princess in a castle.Her hands are white and delicate, so she must not have done hard work, her conversation, etiquette, telling the children in the orphanage her difference all the time.

So she was jealous of many people, especially girls.

But soon they changed their minds, because obviously—when Deborah was around, Mrs. Cole's attitude towards them would be different. The woman who was originally very shrewd because she loved wine, in front of Deborah, Always obediently agree with her ideas.

It was also rumored that it was because Deborah Dursley gave Mrs. Cole a sum of money, so the food in the orphanage has improved a lot recently, and it was also rumored that Deborah Dursley was Cole The children of Mrs.'s relatives, so Mrs. Cole will be softer with Deborah.

But it's all because of Deborah's magic on Mrs. Cole.

Life in the orphanage was hard no matter what Deborah tried to do.The little money she sold for the bracelet was just to ensure that she had at least better clothes and bedding to survive the severe winter.

But the British economy is also slowly recovering. Mrs. Cole's orphanage has several regular aids, all of which are provided by wealthy businessmen or wealthy wives of new nobles.Still others are aid from the state.

So Deborah didn't worry too much about whether she would end up on the streets.

She put her energy into teaching the children in the orphanage to read, and besides that, she didn't know what she should do, and she didn't want to talk to the baby Voldemort all day.

Everyone in the orphanage is happy to see the success of this matter, because the orphanage has no money to provide those children with better education, and can only simply teach them some life skills and simple words. Deborah is only a primary school student. Muggle-educated people are more than enough to teach these half-grown children.

As a result, those children treated her better, treating her as a big sister who taught them carefully.

It was inevitable that she would still run into Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Because of his natural intelligence and clear mind, when Deborah taught the children in the orphanage, his answers were always fast and good.

Deborah would sometimes nod in approval, but she never opened her mouth to praise him. The young Dark Lord might have sensed her dislike for him, and he would avoid him.

But there are exceptions.

"My dear Bessemo, what's the matter with you?" Deborah knelt down and said softly.In front of her stood a crying child, the boy sobbing as if something had happened that was intolerable to him.

He and Dudley were two kinds of people.

This boy named Bessemo may have just come to the orphanage. He has few friends, and he himself is sensitive and introverted, so the only person he is closest to is Deborah.

"I—my pen is gone—" Behemo cried.

Deborah thought of the pen—she gave it to Bessemo to encourage him. Taking the opportunity of Bessemo to write, she loudly praised his beautiful and beautiful fonts, and took the pen with her with her. A pen was given to him in the envy of everyone, hoping to make him less introverted and inferior.

It was also the only Muggle pen she carried, and a small fountain pen was obviously more convenient than a quill.

"Don't worry." Deborah patted his head, "I'll help you find it."

She kissed the boy on the forehead and said to him, "Go and play with your friends, tomorrow you can see the pen you like."

Bessemo stopped crying, he trusted Deborah, so he soon smiled.

At night, Deborah came to an unnoticed corner, raised her wand, and whispered: "Vanishappear—"

This is a spell to help a housewife find household appliances, and when she thinks of what she is looking for, the magic will lead her to find what she is looking for.

This was what Mrs. Weasley had taught her in her spare time.

Deborah quickly saw a red line running from the end of her wand, and the other end seemed to be connected to another place, and patiently followed where the line pointed.

As she walked, she paid attention to whether she would be seen by others.

Soon, Deborah stopped in front of a room.Deborah was silent for a while, canceled the tracking spell, and then waved her wand: "Alohomora."

The locked door was opened in an instant, and Deborah walked in, only to see an empty cave-like room, with only a monotonous iron bed and an old wardrobe in the room.The dark-haired boy was sitting on the bed with a book in his arms. He was obviously startled by Deborah's sudden intrusion.

"Hand over Bessemo's pen, including everything else you stole." Deborah said coldly.

Sitting on the bed was Tom Marvolo Riddle.

The author has something to say: Thank you Amway!But a lot of them have been seen, so painful orz

The reason for setting so many restrictions on the heroine is actually very simple. I don't want to discuss the things that the heroine has done to change the future and then disappear balabala by herself.And time and space is a very wonderful thing, the heroine is not a god, even a god may not be able to easily travel through time and space!So it's normal to have restrictions! ! !Anyway!This is prostitution!