Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

The physical fitness is based on Hagrid, and the potion level is based on Aunt Lily in Professor Snape's mind.

"Next weekend we will learn about shrinking potions and vitality tonics. I hope you can use these few days to prepare for them and not act like a troll like you did today."

Dudley didn't respond, and didn't even bother to pay attention to him. After two days of getting along, he already understood that for Snape, the angrier you are, the more excited he gets.

The shrinking potion is a subject that students learn in the third year of Hogwarts. It is a magical potion that can shrink creatures or make them return to their young state, and can even put a group of pigs into the wizard's pocket. In terms of the difficulty of making, the shrinking potion is lower than the invigorating potion, but since it was made by Snape, it must not be as simple as an ordinary shrinking potion.

As for the vitality tonic, it is taught in the fifth-year potions course. It can replenish the vitality of the user. The potion that Dudley gave Malfoy before was a simplified version of the vitality tonic, a physical strength replenisher.

"Dursley, why don't you leave? Do you want me to keep you for dinner?"

Seeing that Dudley had not left the potion room, Snape said impatiently, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have any food here that can fill a giant monster like you."

"Professor Snape."

Dudley still maintained a respectful attitude. Although Snape was harsh in his words, he was teaching him knowledge seriously. Although Dudley considered himself a vulgar and rough man, he knew the words of respecting teachers.

He slowly took out a book from behind him and placed it in front of Snape.

This is an old potion textbook that looks quite old, and it is for high school students, as can be seen from the title "Advanced Potion Making".

In the corner of the yellowed pages, there were small words signed "Half-Blood Prince".

"Can I take this book back with me? The notes on it are very helpful to me."

Dudley gently wiped the dust off the textbook as if he was holding his first love.

Perhaps it was because of Dudley's emphasis on the Potions textbook, or perhaps it was because Dudley never responded and always remained respectful to him, Snape's tone gradually softened and he rarely started to scold him.

"Where did you find it?"

Dudley pointed to the bookcase in the corner of the potion room where there was a pile of old books. "Over there, Professor."

"It's too early for you to read this book." Snape paused as he began to speak. He seemed to remember that he was also teaching senior students. He then swung his sleeves and said, "You can take it back and read it first if you like."

Chapter 59 As expected of Mr. Potter, he is really well hidden

At nightfall, the big, round moon hung high on the branches. It was still Slytherin, still that conference room, and still those Slytherin seniors.

Of course, Marcus was not among the people who came this time.

"Everyone please report on your recent situation and keep it brief. This may be one of the last times we get together. After all, we will graduate soon and don't have much time left in Hogwarts."

The person in charge of the meeting, Richmond Carlo, the seventh-grade prefect, spoke after looking around.

It still has a greasy tone with a hint of smoothness.

In a sense, Slytherin is much more united than the independent Ravenclaws and the fragmented Gryffindors.

As for Hufflepuff? That's the definition of a mob.

If it weren't for the outlier Dudley this year, Slytherin would be more united.

"The biggest thing recently is Mr. Dursley's behavior in the common room. But he has been behaving well recently and hasn't caused any trouble. His active performance in class has added a lot of points to Slytherin. Half of the points on our scoring hourglass were earned by him. Even if we don't win the Quidditch championship, we will surely win the House Cup this year. And I heard that the Malfoy kid has become very obedient after being disciplined by him. He makes an appointment to exercise with him every morning?"

"As for Harry Potter, there has been nothing unusual during this period. His studies, abilities, and performance have been mediocre. He has even been clumsy in class most of the time, as if he was learning magic for the first time."

As Carrow's deputy, the sixth grade prefect mentioned two people, one was Dudley and the other was Harry. When mentioning Dudley, he changed from being dissatisfied at first to slightly praising him later. If it weren't for the incident on the first night of the opening feast, the points Dudley earned for Slytherin during this period would have been enough to win him a lot of favor in Slytherin. Slytherin was unprecedentedly united in protecting honor.

When talking about Malfoy, his tone was slightly hesitant and he just passed it over. But when mentioning Harry, he showed great doubt.

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Carrow showed great admiration for Harry: "As expected of Mr. Potter, he threw out his cousin to attract everyone's attention, while he hid in the dark without attracting anyone's attention. Of course, Mr. Dursley is also excellent enough."

"Is that so?"

Carlo's words made everyone look at each other in confusion.

There's nothing wrong with the logic, but... it feels a little weird.

"Of course. Haven't you noticed? Apart from Mr. Dursley, Miss Granger from Gryffindor is the most active during this period. Mr. Potter has no outstanding features and behaves like a nobody, as if he is just an ordinary little wizard."

"Isn't it?" The sixth grade prefect expressed doubts. This was the conclusion he came to based on his observations during this period.

Carlo tapped the table lightly and continued, "Who is he? The famous Harry Potter, the man who defeated the Dark Lord. Do you think he would be an ordinary little wizard?"

"Definitely not."

"but"

Everyone said that it seemed to make sense.

But persuasive

Carlo seemed to see the confusion among the crowd. He chuckled and shook his head, then took a sip of the black tea in front of him and said, "So you guys didn't observe carefully enough. Even if you hide well, there will be times when you are exposed."

"Daniel, the comprehensiveness of your news needs to be improved."

Carlo first nodded to his deputy.

"Mr. Potter, you showed great familiarity with poisons in your first lesson. Didn't you know that?"

Daniel was slightly stunned when he heard this: "I really don't know this."

"He knows the process of making poisons, the time when the poison takes effect, the symptoms and even the cause of death. I don't think everyone knows this, right?"

Carlo was talking about Harry's performance in his first Potions class.

"Do you think an ordinary, normal little wizard would know so much about poisons?"

Everyone shook their heads. Who in their right mind would care about poison?

"Mr. Potter has been trying his best to hide himself, but unfortunately he still has some shortcomings."

Makes sense!

"There is one more thing. I don't know if you noticed it."

Carlo continued slowly, "Miss Granger from Gryffindor should have been sorted into Ravenclaw, but she went to Gryffindor."

"To be honest, I don't need to explain what those idiots in Gryffindor are like, right? Of course, this does not include our Mr. Potter."

Carlo's words caused a low laugh in the conference room.

The conflict between Slytherin and Gryffindor has been going on for a long time. The two houses are almost becoming enemies and are ready to kill each other's families. In the eyes of these Slytherins, Gryffindors are all stupid idiots who only know how to resort to violence.

What kind of identity do you have to be worthy of studying with them?

"They don't deserve Miss Granger."

I don’t know which senior brought this up first.

If Hermione hadn't been Muggle-born, they would have been more than happy to accommodate her in Slytherin.

With double points, why bother playing Quidditch? You can win even if you let the other three houses win.

"It is said that Miss Granger and our Mr. Dursley are very close, but that is not the point."

Carlo said something off topic, but then brought it back to the topic, lowering his voice to a very low level.

"The point is, they are all Mr. Potter's people."

Carlo's words made him feel a chill in his heart. It would be too blunt to say anything more since he had already said this. Anyone who could sit here was not a fool. The fools were kicked out.

For example, a big buck tooth.

The meeting room fell silent for a moment.

They are all Mr. Potter's people. This is terrifying.

"We are all going to graduate in the next two years, and I will graduate this year. We are just chatting now. Whatever happens in school has nothing to do with us."

Carlo's words eased the tension in the meeting room a little.

They are all going to graduate anyway, so just don't get involved.

"But I want to remind you that Mr. Dursley is Mr. Potter's cousin, and he was also the one who was pushed onto the stage by Mr. Potter. If Potter is hiding a deep black cough, wizard, then you say Dursley What kind of person is Mr.?"

"You mean"

Daniel opened his mouth when he realized something and immediately shut it up.

"Actually, I quite admire that big guy."

"He solved the problems of grades one to three by himself. It's obvious that he is not an ordinary person."

I don’t know which senior said it first, but the others followed suit.

Carlo shook his head speechlessly. If they were not companions, he would not have bothered to remind them because they were all Slytherins.

"Well, don't pay any more attention to them and don't get yourself into trouble."

"Whatever they are going to do has nothing to do with us, but we can show some kindness when necessary, but don't make it too obvious."

"Remember, Slytherin only sides with the victor."

"Mr. Carlo, you are right."

One person proposed, and a group of people followed suit again.

Unlike Malfoy who believed Dudley was a powerful dark wizard, Carrow firmly believed that Harry was the dark wizard who defeated the Dark Lord.

I can only say that they both think too much.

On the lawn outside Hogwarts Castle.

"Stupid Malfoy!"

Harry shouted, pointing at Malfoy.

Malfoy responded without showing any weakness: "Stupid Potter!"

"Bounce!"

"The rebound is invalid!"

Mr. Potter, the hidden savior in the eyes of the Slytherin seniors, was now bickering with Malfoy like a child.

The cause was that the two of them happened to come to watch Dudley exercise, and then they disliked each other and started arguing.

Chapter 60: Skipping class? So exciting?

Harry was very angry. This was the first time he had ever been so angry in his life, and it had reached an unbearable level.

He had lost the argument with Malfoy yesterday.

However, the good news he received from Ron eased his anger a little.

Flying lessons will begin this afternoon.

Flying, no matter when, is something that everyone dreams of, except for those who are afraid of heights.

I must perform well in class and beat Malfoy.

Even if he heard Malfoy say how good his flying skills are, how many different kinds of broomsticks he has tried.

But Harry knew that Malfoy was bragging.

In fact, he believed it at first, until Malfoy boasted that he had escaped a Muggle helicopter with his superb flying skills during a flight.

Malfoy said he was on the top of the helicopter, doing an extremely difficult maneuver to avoid it.

Harry didn't know what the extremely difficult flying maneuver was exactly, but he knew that there was a propeller on top of the helicopter, and the result of avoiding it by brushing against the top would be to be chopped into countless pieces.

No matter how amazing the magic is, it is impossible to complete the assembly and restoration of a pile of human body fragments.

"Dudley, today's flying lesson is for both of our houses to learn together."

While reading in the library in the morning, Hermione fidgeted and muttered to herself.

"What should I do? I am not prepared at all. No matter how many books I read, I can't learn to fly."

Flying, especially riding a broomstick, can only be learned through practice. It is wishful thinking to want to learn to fly from a textbook.

You can't learn it without actually practicing it.

"What if I can't learn?"

Hermione looked frustrated, as if she had already seen the scene of everyone flying into the air and she was unable to ride a broom.

So embarrassing.