Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Dudley's morning exercise time was always before 7 o'clock every day, which was the time he set for Malfoy.

Dudley didn't make up the exercise thing; Snape really told him that. But Snape was just lamenting that Dudley was strong and comparing him to Malfoy.

Malfoy didn't dare to refuse now. He would agree to whatever Dudley said.

"In order to change your annoying personality, remember the contents of this."

"Shout it out as you run."

Dudley handed Malfoy a piece of paper with just a few words written on it.

After finishing all this, Dudley ignored Malfoy, stood up and walked out the door, and made an appointment with Harry and the others in the afternoon to visit Hagrid's cabin.

I believe that after today, Malfoy will never dare to cause trouble for him again, and he will be very obedient.

To be fair, Malfoy's nature is pretty good, except that he is a bit mean-mouthed, mean-handed, and mean. Perhaps this will be a breakthrough in reorganizing Slytherin.

Guess what's written on that piece of paper. Unless you peek at my script, you'll never be able to guess.

Chapter 54: Hagrid, You're a Good Cook

"Have a piece, buddy."

When he saw Harry in the afternoon, Dudley was slurping the teapot. He tilted his head back and drank the tea in it in one gulp, then casually handed him a biscuit.

"Thank you." Harry took the biscuit and started eating it with a crunch.

Dudley handed Hermione another cookie, "Hermione, do you want one?"

"I've eaten." Hermione shook her head, pretending to be casual, glancing at the biscuits from time to time.

Her intuition told her that these cookies definitely did not come from the Hogwarts kitchen.

"It tastes good. Did you make this, Brother D?" After eating a biscuit, Harry felt hungry and took the second one from Dudley.

"You know, I'm not good with sweets. These were given to me by the Slytherin senior."

Dudley picked up another piece and started eating.

Pansy didn't know how to make either black tea or biscuits, so she asked some senior students who were good at making snacks to make them for Dudley.

He does not mean that.

Hermione suddenly asked, "Dudley, do you like eating cookies?"

"Not really. I always like to chew something when I'm bored."

After eating the last cookie and hearing the system prompt of experience +2, Dudley squinted his eyes comfortably.

There were no baguettes at Hogwarts, or rather, the baguettes at Hogwarts were not chewy enough, which made Dudley very uncomfortable.

Life is tough without a teething stick.

The three of them left the castle and crossed a field. They saw a small wooden house at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. This was Hagrid's house. There was a crossbow and a pair of rubber overshoes hanging in front of the door.

As long as they don't go to the Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts does not prohibit young wizards from walking around the castle.

Harry knocked on the wooden door, and they heard a nervous struggle and a few low barks from inside the room. Then Hagrid's deep voice said, "Stand back, Fang, stand back."

With a slight tremor in the ground, the wooden door opened a crack, revealing Hagrid's bearded face.

Hagrid was very happy after seeing Harry, Dudley and Hermione.

"I thought you wouldn't come. I mean you finally came." Hagrid said awkwardly. His ability to organize and express himself has always been poor, but it can be heard that he is very happy.

Hagrid is easy to talk to, unless certain points are touched upon.

He quickly invited the three people in.

Although it looked like a small wooden house from the outside, the space inside was actually much larger than the outside. It was obvious that the house had been cast with a Traceless Extension Charm, otherwise a big man like Hagrid would not be able to fit into it.

"Professor Dumbledore made this for me. It's pretty good, isn't it?" Hagrid said hesitantly.

Entering the hut gave the three of them the illusion of arriving in a land of giants. Almost all daily necessities were two or three times larger than those of normal wizards.

Even for someone of Dudley's physique, sitting on the stool felt like a child sitting on a large stool, not to mention Harry and Hermione, whose feet were still a long way from the floor.

Although it was cast with the Traceless Extension Charm, the hut only had one room. Hams and pheasants were hung on the ceiling, water was boiling in a copper kettle in the brazier, and there was a large bed in the corner with a quilt made of scraps of cloth.

Next to the table, there was a large and ferocious-looking dog lying down.

Hagrid's pet, Fang.

A guy who looks fierce but is actually a coward.

When the three people entered the room, he looked up and glanced at them. Perhaps he thought they were not dangerous, so he lay down again and continued to sleep.

"This is Hermione."

Harry introduced Hagrid.

"Hello."

Hagrid greeted him as he worked, pouring boiling water into a large teapot and placing some small, rock-shaped biscuits the size of a small washbasin on a plate.

In fact, these 'little' cookies live up to their appearance.

This thing has a name that sounds hard and tastes even harder - rock cake.

Seeing Hagrid's enthusiasm, Hermione and Harry felt embarrassed to refuse, so they just treated it as a larger pastry and each picked up a piece and put it in their mouths.

"so hard."

After taking a bite, the back teeth of both of them were almost knocked out.

It felt like I wasn't eating cookies, it felt like I was really eating stones.

Harry put the rock cake back calmly. Hermione wanted to follow suit and took it, and was just seen by Hagrid.

"Are the cookies not to your liking?"

Hagrid looked at Hermione pitifully. This rock cake was the best thing Hagrid's family could use to entertain people.

"I think."

Hermione felt a little reluctant, but didn't want to hurt her teeth, so she tried hard to think of how to explain so that Hagrid wouldn't be sad.

"Crunch. Crunch. Crunch."

Just then, I heard a tingling friction sound, and I thought someone was sharpening a knife or sawing wood.

Hermione looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Dudley who was chewing. He had already eaten half of a rock cake.

this.

At this moment, Hermione's mood could no longer be described as shocked.

Her father's comment on Dudley's teeth also echoed in her mind.

Those are not teeth, they are hydraulic presses.

I've never seen anything he couldn't chew.

I thought my father was exaggerating, but I didn't expect it to be true.

"The cookies taste good. I like them very much."

Dudley ate a piece of rock cake slowly and commented with a lingering feeling: "You have a talent for being a chef, Hagrid."

I found it, a substitute for baguette, a new teething stick, it’s you, rock cake!

"Really? I'm so happy. I thought my cooking wasn't tasty."

Hagrid was as happy as a child when he heard that the dessert he made was praised so highly.

Then his eyes fell on Hermione, or more precisely, the rock cake in her hand.

He wanted more recognition.

"I'm saying I'm on a diet, and Dudley likes to eat this." Hermione was startled and reacted quickly. She took a bite of the rock cake, but failed to bite it. Only a layer of shallow tooth marks was left, and she stuffed it into Dudley's hand.

That kind of food is something you absolutely cannot touch.

As witty as I am.

Dudley didn't hesitate, as he hadn't finished his piece yet, so he picked up the rock cake Hermione stuffed into his mouth and started eating.

“I like the taste.”

I don't know if he was referring to the food or something else.

Thinking of something, Hermione's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was just a simple visit, and several people happily shared about life in Hogwarts. They said goodbye to Hagrid when it was almost time for dinner. Before leaving, Dudley asked Hagrid for a big bag of rock biscuits, which were his precious teething sticks.

Hagrid was very happy that his cooking skills were recognized, but he also felt a little regretful that he was living in poverty and had nothing better to treat them with.

I said goodbye to the three people reluctantly.

Hagrid is poor?

No, Dudley definitely didn't think so, he was perhaps the richest man in all of Hogwarts.

Although Hagrid's house looks shabby on the outside, in fact, many of those inconspicuous things are priceless.

For example, Yaya’s doghouse is made entirely of unicorn hair, and this alone is worth at least several thousand Galleons.

If they could all be sold, I'm afraid it would cost tens of thousands of gold galleons.

Even Dudley was considering asking him for something to sell so he could buy ingredients for the potion.

Chapter 55 Spoon Hitting Incident

The sky was slightly white, as if a veil was slowly being pulled aside, reflecting the outline of the earth. A thin mist filled the air, like a veil slowly covering the earth. The air was filled with a fresh and moist feeling, and a slightly cool breeze blew gently, bringing a slight chill.

Even though he was extremely reluctant, Malfoy still arrived at the gate of Hogwarts on time at 7 o'clock. It was quiet all around, with only the fallen leaves dancing in the wind, making rustling sounds as they fell to the ground with the gentle touch of the wind.

Standing alone at the gate, Malfoy huddled up by the door, cursing himself that he was probably being fooled.

It's Saturday and early morning, so it's time to stay in the comfortable bed.

But Malfoy secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It was better to get fooled than to actually work out with that guy.

And they even say such shameful slogans.

If Malfoy hadn't really had the courage to resist, he would never have shouted even if he was beaten to death.

Now it’s not that Malfoy didn’t come, but that the other party was not here.

Just as Malfoy was about to turn around and go back to the castle, a slight rhythmic clicking sound came from behind him.

A figure slowly emerged from the thin morning mist outside the castle.

Dudley, wearing a sports vest and sports shorts and exercising with two dumbbells in his hands, appeared in Malfoy's sight.

"I thought you would be late, but I didn't expect to be so punctual."

Dudley came up to Malfoy and gave him a rare compliment.

"You" Malfoy looked at Dudley not knowing what to say.

The guy in front of him had obviously been trained, which meant that he had been here for quite some time.

But it’s only seven o’clock. What time did the other party arrive?

Six o'clock?

“I’ve been working out for a while.”

Dudley arrived much earlier than Malfoy. The reason he asked Malfoy to come at 7 o'clock was just because he didn't want him to disturb him.

In addition to morning exercises, Dudley also exercises for a while before going to bed.

I exercise twice a day without interruption over the years.

The act of exercising is truly addictive, especially watching your muscles grow little by little and feeling the ripples in your body grow stronger and stronger. Daddy really enjoys this growth process.

"Start with the easiest, do warm-up exercises first, then start running."