Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Although the sword is magnificent, it's a pity that Dudley doesn't know how to use it.

The only thing missing from his skill pool is swordsmanship, he really hasn't learned any of it.

A thought suddenly flashed through Dudley's mind. Why did it feel like the plot that originally belonged to Harry was arranged by old Dumbledore for me?

"what a pity."

Dumbledore said as he sat down on a chair: "Who is the culprit?"

"Senior Tom and his pet basilisk."

"You knew already?"

Dumbledore asked, hearing Dudley mention Tom.

Dudley ran his fingertips across the headmaster's desk and snapped his fingers with his other hand.

A few letters emerged, forming a name, then scrambled and combined again.

Tom Riddle - I am Voldemort.

"Excellent wandless spellcasting."

Dumbledore praised, thinking it was just Dudley's special spellcasting skill.

Then he looked at Dudley and said, "Now that you know his identity, aren't you afraid?"

When these words were spoken, Dudley raised his eyebrows slightly. Why did he feel that the tone was testing him?

"He died at the peak of his powers at the hands of Harry. I defeated him in my first year. What's so scary about him now that he can only linger on?"

Just because of the relationship between Harry and Voldemort, Dudley was destined to stand against him.

The remaining soul was destroyed, one Horcrux was destroyed, and one Horcrux was captured. Voldemort was now extremely weak.

There is nothing to be afraid of unless he seizes the opportunity to be reborn.

"You really should have come to Gryffindor."

Courage was a Gryffindor necessity, and Dudley had plenty of it (and muscle).

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with Slytherin." Dudley looked at Dumbledore seriously: "They are also members of Hogwarts, part of the big family."

If he goes astray, he must correct it. If he doesn't, use the Poyan Fist (physics) to correct it.

They worship interests, bloodlines, conspiracies, and calculations. Can't they correct their views by valuing honor, justice, grace, and tsundere?

Leaving it alone is the wrong choice no matter how you think about it.

If Dumbledore, the headmaster, gave up, who else would persist?

"You are right." Dumbledore smiled.

Dudley was very similar to that guy but not exactly.

"Professor Dumbledore, I need your help with something." Dudley said as he took out the Ravenclaw diadem from his waist bag. "This is Senior Tom. He seems to have some special fetish for the things left by Ms. Rowena. Do you have any way to separate them?"

Dudley still wanted the complete Ravenclaw diadem.

No one would complain about having too many magical props, even if they don’t need to keep them, they are still beautiful.

"Horcrux."

Dumbledore saw the wisps of black air emanating from the crown, and his eyes grew slightly solemn.

Horcruxes are extremely evil things. To make one, one must kill a person and split one's own soul at the same time.

Theoretically, it is possible to create an unlimited number of Horcruxes, and as long as there is one Horcrux, it can be reborn.

It sounds similar to the Lich's Phantasm, but it's different.

Dumbledore had long suspected that Voldemort had created Horcruxes, but he had no evidence. After seeing the tiara, he confirmed the news.

After staring at the crown for a long time, Dumbledore sighed helplessly: "There is nothing I can do."

The fragment of Voldemort's soul was already tightly attached to the crown. It was impossible to separate the soul without damaging the crown.

Perhaps the top alchemist can do it, but unfortunately the strongest alchemist in this century, the last century, and the last century has passed away. Maybe he has a way.

"It's a pity that such a treasure has to be destroyed."

Dudley said regretfully after hearing that Dumbledore had no solution.

He decisively drew a refining formation, placed the crown inside, and put his hands together before launching it with all his strength.

A red light emerges.

Along with Voldemort's familiar scream, the crown turned into a philosopher's stone, a magic crystal, an emerald (crown material), a ball of metal (crown material) and some miscellaneous things (crown material).

"This ability is really useful."

Dumbledore sighed again.

Once made into a Horcrux, even if it was just an ordinary object before it was made, it is not so easy to destroy. Even he needs the help of some other props, not to mention someone like Dudley who can destroy a Horcrux with just a wave of his hand.

It's not that he hadn't tried the alchemy array drawn by Dudley before, but there was no reaction at all. Dumbledore couldn't see any clues from the patterns. They looked like just ordinary graffiti. Even if they were quite regular, they were just regular graffiti.

It seems that only Dudley can activate it, and it is his unique ability.

It is not uncommon for wizards to have unique abilities. Many wizards have unique abilities, such as Metamorphmagus (rare in number, but not unique), Charm (half-Veela), Snakemouth (rare in number, but not unique). It’s just that none of them fall into the category of spells like Dudley’s ability.

Perhaps the Dursleys and Evans were once wizards a long, long time ago, and Dudley has some special blood flowing in his veins.

Dumbledore did not intend to trace the root of the problem, so he did not dwell on it any further.

"Oh, yes, one more thing, Professor."

Dudley seemed to remember something and said to Dumbledore, "There is a junior school girl who was possessed by Senior Tom. She is still lying in the Chamber of Secrets."

"I think she needs help."

I don’t know whether Dudley forgot on purpose or accidentally.

Chapter 167 Lucius, You Are Fully Responsible for This

The professors who had been offline for a long time finally found an opportunity to appear on stage.

When Audrina was rescued from the secret room by the professors, she was already dying with only one breath left.

She has gray hair, wrinkled face, and loose, shapeless skin. She looks like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

The life force was sucked away by the crown.

Also carried out was the small basilisk. Since only its bones were shattered, the small basilisk was preserved very completely, with its eyes, fangs, scales, flesh and blood all preserved. Although its eyes had lost their instant-death effect with the death of the basilisk, they could still be used to make petrification props.

When the students saw the snake monster, they all exclaimed

Even if you don't know what a basilisk is, just by looking at its huge size and ferocious appearance you can tell that this thing is definitely not to be trifled with.

After learning that Dudley had solved the basilisk and resolved the crisis in the Chamber of Secrets, everyone sighed again. He was indeed worthy of being the Dursley, and Dudley's reputation in Hogwarts rose again.

Even many Gryffindors looked admiring when they mentioned the Dursleys.

The crisis is over and there is no need to worry anymore.

As the protagonist of this time, Dudley is writing a letter at his desk.

As Hedwig flapped her wings and left, Dudley stood on the castle's observation deck, feeling the breeze gently brushing his cheeks and gazing into the distance.

All that's left is to wait.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad.

That night, a guy who was enjoying life in his yard suddenly received some very bad news.

He instantly lost his aristocratic manners and flew into a rage.

Early morning three days later.

When the students were sitting at the long table preparing to enjoy a delicious breakfast, the door of the restaurant was once again slammed open with great force and bounced against the wall behind.

Lucius rushed in like a gust of wind and walked quickly towards the professor's seat, his face ashen and his expression furious.

This time, Minister of Magic Fudge was not with him, but he came alone.

"Good morning, Lucius." Dumbledore said with a pleasant face, looking in a good mood: "Have you had breakfast? Would you like to have something to eat together?"

Lucius stared at Dumbledore and strode forward. He looked in very bad condition, his face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes seemed to be spewing anger. If eyes could attack, Dumbledore would have been hit by dozens of spells.

He clenched his teeth and forced out a few words between his teeth.

"Dumbledore!"

Just last night, he received news that the remaining eleven directors of Hogwarts had signed a petition, which had been reviewed by the Ministry of Magic and decided by the Wizengamot.

Strip Lucius of his position as school director.

Execute immediately.

If there is any problem in any of the three aspects, including the joint signature of the school board, the review of the Ministry of Magic, and the ruling of the Wizengamot, Malfoy will not lose his position as school board member.

He has tried to reverse the situation these days, but the attitudes of all parties towards him have been very firm.

There is absolutely no room for turning back.

Lucius really couldn't figure out why.

Under his all-out financial offensive, he finally got some guidance.

The other party told Lucius, Hogwarts.

Hogwarts, isn't that Dumbledore?

At that moment, Lucius was so furious that his lungs were about to explode. He lost all his gentlemanly demeanor and did not want to wait even for a moment. He came here angrily.

"How could you take away my position as the school director! The Malfoy family has been the Hogwarts school directors for generations! Do you know what we have paid for?"

Lucius would never allow the Malfoy family to lose their important position as school director.

Although the school director has no authority in Hogwarts Castle, he still has a certain influence in the wizarding world. Otherwise, why would Malfoy, who only does things for the benefit of the people, occupy this position?

Dumbledore showed helplessness on his face and shook his head at Lucius: "Lucius, I think you are wrong. This really has nothing to do with me."

"If it's not you, then who else could it be?"

Who has such great influence to persuade eleven school directors, and who has such great power to ask the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot for help?

When Voldemort came to power, the Malfoy family suffered heavy losses due to Lucius's wrong investments.

He paid a huge sum of money to escape from Azkaban.

Even so, officials in the Ministry of Magic who were not on good terms with him always found excuses to inspect his manor every few days.

If Malfoy loses his position as school director, his influence in the wizarding world will decline again.

"Uncle Lucius."

At this moment, a voice that seemed familiar to Lucius was heard from the Slytherin table.

Lucius looked in the direction of the voice and saw a familiar figure.

Richmond Carroll.

The current head of the Carlo family, he dismissed the previous head with thundering means as soon as he graduated. With his precise and sharp vision, he turned the family business from loss to profit in one fell swoop and saved the men of the Carlo family.

Carlo said calmly, "This is the decision of the remaining eleven school directors."

"Why do you do this?" Lucius glared at Carlo.

Carlo completely ignored Lucius's anger. Others might be afraid of Lucius, but he was not. He had already found out some information that Lockhart's acquisition of Witch and Poison Publishing House was related to Lucius.

"Why?" After hearing Lucius's words, Carlo stood up from the Slytherin table, looked him in the eye, and shouted, "Lucius, you dare to ask why?"

He concealed the word "uncle". He called him that before just out of respect for his elders.

The moment Lucius made his move, they were already enemies.

"You believed that Professor Dumbledore was incompetent, so you used various means of coercion and inducement to remove him from his position as headmaster, take him away from Hogwarts, and send him to the Wizengamot for trial."

"You know what? As soon as you took Professor Dumbledore away, the mastermind took action."

Carlo was full of vigor, but after hearing what Carlo said, Lucius' eyes began to avoid a little.

This is a sign of guilty conscience. Of course he is guilty.