Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Even when Dudley came in front of Malfoy, he still kept marching in place and swinging the dumbbells up and down.

His eyes swept over Malfoy's body: "You'd better not wear robes next time. You might fall."

He took Malfoy to the lawn not far from Hogwarts Castle and taught him a few simple warm-up exercises. Warm-up exercises before formal exercise are essential, as they can reduce the chance of injury during exercise, relieve muscle soreness, and increase the body's ability to dissipate heat.

At first, Malfoy was dismissive of the warm-up exercises Dudley taught him, thinking they were too simple.

It was not until he did it himself that he realized that his hands were not hands and his feet were not feet. No matter what he did, he could not achieve the ease of Dali.

After finally finishing, Malfoy felt like he was about to die.

But this hasn't even started yet.

"On the first day, take it easy. Just run three laps around Hogwarts Castle."

When Dudley does his own exercise he takes the Black Lake into account, which is much larger, and Malfoy can barely finish one lap, let alone three.

"You don't have to swim in the Black Lake anymore."

Dudley would not only run around the Black Lake, he would even swim in it. If Malfoy were to swim in the Black Lake, with his small plastic body, he would probably sink after just a few splashes.

The lake water is still quite cold in the early morning.

However, even if he ran around the castle, it was unclear how long Malfoy could last.

After the warm-up training, Malfoy no longer dared to underestimate what Dudley said was easy.

With heavy steps, Malfoy began his day's exercise.

He started jogging behind Dudley.

At first, Malfoy could still keep up with Dudley's pace, but then he began to think that it was nothing special. However, Malfoy was, after all, a pampered young master. He usually did not exercise, let alone run a few steps.

Soon, Malfoy realized that he had overestimated his ability. Not to mention three laps, he began to lose strength before he even finished half of the first lap.

Slowly being left behind by Dudley.

"No, I've reached my limit," Malfoy yelled.

His heart was beating wildly, his breathing became very rapid, and the muscles in his legs were very sore.

For the young master of the Malfoy family, being able to achieve this level is already quite good.

But Dudley is not his father and will not spoil him.

He walked over expressionlessly, pulled out a shiny object from his shorts pocket, and shone it on the back of Malfoy's head.

"start running."

Dudley said coldly.

"Since you have agreed, you must fulfill your promise. This is the most basic requirement for a man."

"pain!"

Seeing that Malfoy still had no intention of running away, he was hit on the head again.

Of course Dudley knew how to control himself, otherwise Malfoy would have been in more than just pain.

According to the instructions of the Data Magic Eye, the place where he hit would make Malfoy feel very painful, but there would definitely not be any sequelae, and no wounds would be left. No matter how he checked, there would be no problems, it would just be pure pain.

But Malfoy didn't know this. Seeing that Dudley was serious, he didn't care about his physical fatigue, forced himself to stand up and continued running.

If he had been slower, he would probably have had a head full of lumps.

"Have you forgotten those slogans I gave you before? Shout them out."

Malfoy got another blow on the head.

He grimaced in pain.

He didn't care about shame anymore and shouted out loud.

This was also thanks to the excellent sound insulation at Hogwarts. If it were a university dormitory, Malfoy's shout would definitely wake them all up.

Dudley looked at the silver spoon in his hand. He was the one who hit Malfoy on the head with this thing. Although he never understood what this thing was used for, it was surprisingly useful as a teaching stick.

There are no other special features, it's just incredibly hard.

Not even Dudley could leave a tooth mark on it.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon a few little wizards who liked to get up early also crawled out of bed one after another.

Some boys and girls who were used to watching Dudley's morning exercises also habitually lay on the windowsill, but this time they found that Dudley was no longer running alone, there was another figure running towards the rising sun.

Then the little wizards saw a magical scene: Malfoy was running in front and Dudley was following behind with a spoon. If they slowed down a little, Dudley would hit them on the head with the spoon. Malfoy, who was running in front, seemed to be shouting something all the time.

Although I couldn't hear it clearly, I was sure it wasn't a call for help.

Chapter 56 Reciting Ultra's Five Oaths (asking for monthly tickets)

“First, you can’t go to school if you’re hungry.”

“Second, dry your clothes in the sun when the weather is nice.”

"Third, please be careful of oncoming vehicles when crossing the road."

“Fourth, don’t rely on the strength of others.”

“Five. Don’t play on the ground barefoot.”

Five sentences and five slogans came out of Malfoy's mouth, repeating them over and over again while running.

At first glance, these five sentences may sound childish, but in fact, they contain deeper meanings.

Don't go to school on an empty stomach, which means you should be fully prepared before doing anything. If you are not well prepared, you may fail and all your efforts will be wasted.

When the weather is good, you should dry your quilts in the sun, which means you should seize a specialty and develop it, and not miss any opportunities.

Pay attention to the passing vehicles when crossing the road, which means you should pay attention to every detail when doing things, not miss any chance, and be careful and pay attention to details for success or failure.

Don't rely on the power of others, which means you should do your own things by yourself. You should rely on your own strength no matter what. The sense of satisfaction after completing things with your own strength is something you cannot experience when others help you to complete them.

Don't play on the ground barefoot, as it means you should have a trump card when doing things. Pay attention to protecting yourself and be prepared for everything you do. You should always be on guard against others and always pay attention to safety.

These five sentences also have another name - Ultra's Five Oaths.

In fact, Malfoy was just shouting out of reflex when he was running. His brain had become fuzzy and he had difficulty concentrating since the second lap. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his cheeks flushed, his throat felt like it was smoking, his body felt as hot as if it was burning in a furnace, and his feet felt as uncomfortable as if they were filled with lead.

After finishing the second lap, Malfoy felt that every step he took, even every breath, was extremely difficult, as if his body had reached its limit and was about to explode.

However, every time he felt that his body had reached its limit, a spoon would fall from the sky and hit him on the top of his head with incredible precision. Pain was Malfoy's first reaction, but this pain was accompanied by a hint of electric comfort and sunshine-like warmth, which allowed him to persevere miraculously.

Occasionally, when he looked back inadvertently, Malfoy seemed to see light in Dudley's hand.

magic?

Malfoy didn't know what it was. Now he had only one goal in mind, to complete the training.

When Malfoy finished his third lap, Dudley stopped him from running any further.

“Today’s volume has been completed, although it is a little later than I expected.”

It took a total of three hours, from seven to ten o'clock, to complete.

This is still the case with Dudley's urging. Without him, the number would probably be more than three times higher.

Malfoy's consciousness was also pulled back to reality, and he gradually became sober.

'Finished? Me?'

His eyes were wide open, and there was an expression of disbelief on his pale face that was slightly flushed.

"Congratulations on sticking with it. That's great. You're more persistent than I thought."

Dudley praised him generously.

After hearing Dudley's words, Malfoy was sure that he had really completed it. At that moment, he felt warm all over, and he felt a sense of sublimation.

'I did it! On my own!'

As the only son of the Malfoy family, he was very much loved at home. His parents, elders, and his parents' friends all cared for him very much, and his peers also centered around him.

'You are born noble, you are born pure-blooded, you are born superior to other wizards.' This is what his father, Lucius, taught him since he was a child.

Malfoy, who grew up in such an environment, naturally had an extremely bad character, and was completely a spoiled child.

Malfoy never set any goals for himself, nor did he work hard to achieve them. Most of the time, he only needed to ask and his family would satisfy him.

So Malfoy had never experienced this feeling, the feeling of breaking through and conquering himself.

Only those who like to exercise and surpass themselves know.

Although it was tiring, it was not bad.

That’s the beauty of building muscle.

"This potion will relieve your muscle fatigue. Drink it."

Dudley pulled a potion from his pocket and handed it to Malfoy.

Malfoy felt very good and had already obeyed Dudley reflexively. He took the potion and drank it without thinking.

After drinking the potion, the pain in my limbs was relieved immediately, and there was a warm feeling inside my body, which was hard to describe but very comfortable.

'Great!'

Malfoy almost cried out in pleasure, and suddenly felt that it was quite nice to exercise with Dudley.

Now Malfoy's feelings towards Dudley are not just about admiration for him, but also partly due to the Stockholm effect.

"Go back and rest. Go earlier tomorrow and change the time to six o'clock. Remember not to be late. By the way, there may be one more person tomorrow, but he won't be exercising."

The person Dudley was talking about was Harry. Harry asked Hedwig to deliver a letter to Dudley last night, saying that he had something to do last night and would sleep late, so he would not come to see Dudley exercise this morning.

Except for a few rare cases, this guy basically arrives on time every day.

Dudley had invited him to work out with him, but he had refused, but he liked watching Dudley work out.

Is it more interesting to watch others work out than to work out yourself?

Dudley didn't understand.

He waved his hand to signal Malfoy to leave.

Malfoy said that he would arrive on time tomorrow. He felt full of energy and limped towards the Slytherin common room.

Dudley glanced at Malfoy's back meaningfully.

It seems that Malfoy is the troublemaker in Slytherin, who likes to stir up trouble and provoke himself many times, but in fact, he is the easiest guy to deal with in the entire Slytherin.

That's why Dudley chose him.

After the morning exercise, Dudley did not go to rest. He took a shower, took a notebook, and went out again.

Under the surprised looks of the librarian Madam Pince and a group of young wizards, Dudley walked to the corner and sat down next to a fluffy-haired girl.

After all, given Dudley's size, he doesn't look like a studious person no matter how you look at him.

"Why are you so late today?" Hermione asked casually.

Dudley pulled out a book on spell analysis and began to flip through it, "I got some extra exercise with a little kid."

"Girls?"

"boy."

"I'll go tomorrow too."

'Why did you change your personality today?'

Dudley looked at Hermione with a little surprise. He had suggested before that Hermione work out with him, but like Harry, she had rejected him. The difference was that Hermione's reason was that she didn't want to develop muscles as exaggerated as Dudley's.

Because of this, Dudley even gave Hermione a science class.

Generally speaking, girls are not as efficient at building muscle as boys. This is a physiological difference caused by different levels of testosterone secretion. Without specifically focusing on muscle training, it would be impossible for Hermione to develop exaggerated muscles like Dudley.

To be fair, Dudley still likes athletic girls, with curvy figures and tight ahem.

"What are you looking at? No?" Hermione threatened Dudley with bared teeth.

However, her striking pair of rabbit teeth do not seem threatening at all, but rather cute.

"Ahem, be quiet!"