Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

According to the information Dudley knew, according to the original trajectory, in the whole of 1995, which is next year, no wizard would pass the Auror training and become an official Auror.

Every Auror is a precious resource.

And now an entire Auror team is missing, which is already a serious problem.

No wonder Fudge was so nervous.

Theoretically, the person to blame was the head of the Auror Office, but the problem was that it was Fudge who gave the order to search for the missing Bertha Jorkins.

Dali has always believed that the saying "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility" is nonsense. The correct understanding should be "the greater the power, the greater the responsibility". Since you enjoy the convenience brought by power, you should assume the corresponding obligations.

If you can't do it, then just get out. Without the corresponding ability, you still stay in a position that doesn't belong to you, issue some extremely stupid orders, and even occasionally cause trouble and hold your teammates back. This kind of person is more harmful than a Death Eater who takes the position.

Of course, trash also has its advantages, and that is being obedient. If you don't even have this advantage, when you are completely useless, it's time for you to step down completely.

"Do you know who did it?" Moody asked in a deep voice, looking at Dudley seriously with his only remaining eye.

He had been an Auror, and was proud of it, even now that he was retired.

The annihilation of an entire Auror team was an unimaginable loss not only to the Auror Office, but also to the Ministry of Magic and the entire wizarding world.

"Most of the powerful dark wizard Death Eaters are in Azkaban. The other small fry don't have the ability to wipe out the Auror team without escaping any of them."

"It can only be that senior Tom."

"Asshole! This damn lunatic!"

Moody cursed and slammed his fist on the seat.

Dumbledore's expression remained calm, after all, he had known the news for a long time.

"That's exactly what Tom would do, so we have to seize this opportunity and eliminate him completely before he fully recovers."

"It's too difficult, Professor." Dudley shook his head. "I'm afraid that even if we destroy him this time, he will appear again next time, unless we can completely destroy him."

Dumbledore's expression changed slightly, and his blue eyes stared at Dudley: "You know?"

"There is only one way to save him from death and to allow him to appear again and again."

Dudley also looked at Dumbledore: "You should have guessed it too."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered: "I'm not sure. I haven't confirmed it with the professor who may have taught him."

"Why do we have to prove it? Think about this problem with the worst possible scenario."

"And how many do you think he made?"

Just as Dudley was about to answer him, Moody interrupted him.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by several and next time? Does he have several more? Brothers and sisters?"

Moody looked at the two, one big and one small, in frustration. They were talking in riddles for a long time but he didn't understand a word they said.

"Professor Moody, in a sense, we are brothers."

"Say something I can understand." Moody became even more depressed.

Dumbledore sighed: "Horcrux. We suspect that Tom created the Horcrux."

"what?!"

Moody's face showed shock, and it was obvious that he also knew about Horcruxes.

"You mean the one that makes life worse than death."

Horcruxes are extremely evil things, not only because their production requires killing, but splitting one's soul is also cruel to oneself and is a taboo in the wizarding world.

Any research involving the soul is taboo.

"That's right."

Dumbledore replied.

"But no one should know how to make something that evil, and the method is probably lost, right?"

The method of making Horcruxes has been lost, otherwise if this thing were circulated, many dark wizards would choose to make it.

"No, there was a person in Hogwarts who knew how to make a Horcrux."

"Who?"

"Horace Slughorn."

Moody was silent.

If it was anyone else, Moody would definitely not believe it, but if it was this person.

The Slughorn family is the oldest among the so-called twenty-eight pure-blood holy families. If it is him, it is really possible.

If Voldemort really made the Horcrux, that would be the most troublesome thing. If he doesn't destroy the Horcrux, he will be immortal.

"What should we do?"

"Destroy all his Horcruxes."

"All? He made more than one?"

"We have destroyed two so far."

Moody opened his mouth. Only then did he understand what Dudley meant by 'brother'.

"How many do you think he made?"

All the problems are back to square one.

"Seven is a very magical number. I heard that Senior Tom was very obsessed with the number 'seven' when he was a student."

Chapter 314: The Final Match of the Triwizard Tournament

After the night talk that night, Dudley, Dumbledore and Moody each played their own roles. Dudley continued to study hard, Moody tried his best to impart knowledge, and Dumbledore often went out and seldom stayed in the principal's office.

Not long after, a news story about 'Incompetence, Ministry of Magic' made the front page headlines.

Even though Fudge tried his best to keep the news secret, the news that a small team of Aurors was missing was still exposed.

As expected, the Ministry of Magic once again received countless Howlers.

Fudge was very busy with this.

He wanted to ask the Daily Prophet for help in promoting his positive image, trying to restore some reputation and minimize the losses, but he found that the current Daily Prophet has changed everyone from the editor-in-chief to the reporters.

Fortunately, although people have changed, their attitude towards him as the Minister of Magic has become better.

So Fudge was on the front page of the Daily Prophet again.

However, the sales of the Daily Prophet are now much lower than before, with only a few die-hard fans left, and less than one-tenth of the number of people who sing dissenting tunes.

But if you let Fudge go on the Naysayer because of sales issues, he will probably become the number one laughing stock in the wizarding world. After all, the Naysayer once said that he had a hidden army of fire elves.

This continued until June.

The final match of the Triwizard Tournament.

As early as a month ago, in May, the four participating warriors already knew the content of the third game - the maze.

After all, cheating is a traditional event in the Triwizard Tournament.

"Harry, how are you getting ready?"

Dudley asked Harry as they were enjoying their breakfast.

Harry swallowed the milk in his mouth: "I'll adapt to the situation."

Unless you can get the route map of the maze from the beginning, there is no better way to solve it even if you know the content. Anyway, you have learned almost everything you need to learn, and you have prepared the wand, spells, and potions. The rest depends on your performance on the spot. There is no way to prepare for this kind of thing.

"I'll tell you a stupid way to get through the maze."

"As long as you walk along one wall of the maze, you will definitely be able to get out of the maze."

Dudley's method is the best way to cross an unknown maze, but it is also the dumbest.

He patted Harry's shoulder and lightly brushed Harry's collar with his fingers: "Pay attention to your image. You are representing Hogwarts now."

Harry was stunned when he heard this, and nodded seriously: "I understand. Brother D."

There are many guests coming to Hogwarts today, more than ever before. Many of them are here to watch the final game of the Triwizard Tournament as spectators, and everyone wants to know the result.

The Ministry of Magic made a small profit just by collecting admission fees. Unfortunately, there were not many business-minded people in the Ministry of Magic, so they only earned money from admission fees and missed a great opportunity to make money.

If it were Dudley, he would release a series of peripheral products and figurines about the four warriors, and then create a support rate ranking for the three major magic schools to hype up the topic to the highest level. As long as the operation is good, he can make a lot of money just from these.

Tickets? How much are tickets worth?

He can watch it for free and then do a live broadcast!

It's a pity that the Ministry of Magic only focuses on the immediate interests and does not do deeper digging.

There is a feeling that 'I gave you the opportunity to make money but you don't use it'.

As expected, Bagman still opened the gambling game. After all, this was only his last chance. The previous two experiences told Mr. Bagman that the money was too easy to make.

But if Dudley knew about this, he would still sneer at his actions. Gambling? How much money did you make from gambling? If you make it into a Triwizard Tournament IP, the peripheral income for a year alone would be enough for you to count the money until your hands are tired.

And it’s legal income, how stupid!

The stands built this time are larger than any previous ones, and are equipped with many magic eyes for live broadcasts.

The venue was full of people an hour before the game started.

“I welcome our distinguished Minister Fudge to give me the opening remarks.”

There was some scattered applause following Bagman's loud announcement.

How could Fudge, the Minister of Magic, not attend such a grand competition? He was already working hard to improve his reputation, so he would not miss this opportunity.

Fudge just said a few cliché words and announced the start of the game.

Whoever finds the trophy first in the maze and retrieves it successfully is the first winner. Yes, you heard it right, the one who retrieves the trophy is the winner. No matter how high the scores are in the first two games, whoever gets the trophy in the last game is the champion.

For players with fewer points, this is the only chance.

As for the runner-up and third place, there is no such thing.

Fortunately, the order of the competition is determined by the scores of the four players. The first place enters first, the second place goes second, and so on. Fortunately, otherwise the first two games would be completely meaningless and it would be okay to play badly.

Dudley, who got first place with an absolute advantage, took the lead and entered the maze.

Harry came next, and then Viktor waited a long time before Fleur entered.

“It’s a big area.”

Dudley said as he looked at the huge wall woven together by countless magical vines.

These magical vines were enchanted by Dumbledore and will grow wildly once attacked.

The purpose is to prevent someone from traversing the maze in a destructive way.

The entire maze was built personally by several principals and professors, with each person responsible for a part, and finally they were combined into a large maze.

In order to increase the difficulty, the Ministry of Magic also put a lot of "things" in it.

"See what I found?"

Dudley seemed to have transformed into a jungle explorer, pushing aside branches from the road ahead as he spoke.

At the end of the road, there lived a huge creature similar to a rhinoceros, but the horns on its head were twenty times the size of an ordinary rhinoceros.

"An adult Venomhorn!"

The Erimlock is a magical creature unique to Africa. It is level 4X, huge in size and covered with muscles. Its skin is immune to many magical attacks. When it feels threatened, it will rush directly towards the opponent, which is particularly dangerous. The single horn on its head can easily kill an African Angola male elephant.

Dudley looked at the giant beast with shining eyes, and the beast also noticed Dudley.

The whites of its eyes were an unnatural red and covered in blood, and bursts of mist spewed out of its huge nostrils from time to time.

It was obvious that this poisonous horned beast was in estrus.

Any creature is extremely dangerous when in heat.

The moment it spotted Dudley, it stood up, staring at Dudley with red eyes, constantly uttering low warnings, and its two huge, strong front legs digging the ground from time to time.

He looked like he was about to attack.

If the legendary Master of Magical Beasts Newt were here, he would definitely find a way to appease this Venomous Horned Beast.