Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

"I'll get you some fresh ones tomorrow."

Dudley rubbed Mrs. Norris's little head hard, while Mrs. Norris concentrated on tasting the delicious dried fish and finished it all in a short while.

Mrs. Norris, who was full and satisfied, licked the little residue left between her paws with satisfaction, then shook her body and called "meow meow" a few times to Dudley.

"Let's go. Mrs. Norris said she will take us back and we will never be discovered."

With the little traitor Mrs. Norris leading the way, we can definitely avoid Filch.

The little wizards behind him looked at each other in bewilderment. Was this considered a rebellion?

Dudley raised his eyebrows at this point and looked around provocatively.

He wanted to see who arranged all this, why they had to go to the fourth floor, and whether there were any other arrangements along the way.

Even if you really want Filch to come out, Dudley is confident that he can knock him out before he can react.

Well, on a physical level.

With Mrs. Norris leading the way, the journey became very smooth and there were no accidents. They soon arrived at the door of the Gryffindor common room.

In Dudley's imagination, Filch, Peeves and even Professor McGonagall did not appear, as if the inexplicable changes in the stairs, the sudden disappearance of the road under the stairs and the sudden appearance of Mrs. Norris were really just a coincidence.

But Dudley didn't believe it. A series of coincidences together are not coincidences.

After watching Hermione and others enter the common room, Dudley and Malfoy quickly returned to the Slytherin common room.

Again, nothing happened along the way, and it was even faster than their return to Gryffindor.

Dudley nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood something.

The next morning, Dudley got up early as usual. When he had finished fifty sets of push-ups, thirty sets of barbell rows, twenty sets of squats and fifteen sets of dumbbell chest presses, Harry and Malfoy arrived as scheduled, followed by Hermione.

Even Ron followed.

"It's still early, let's do a set of warm-up exercises first."

For most people, Dudley's warm-up is simply high-intensity training.

Malfoy finished first, followed by Harry and lastly Hermione.

As for Ron?

Little Ronnie gave up before he even finished the first set.

"The rules of the game are one-on-one. You can use any method to knock each other down until the other party admits defeat or I declare the winner."

"Any comments?"

Harry and Malfoy nodded, pulled their wands from their waists, and stared at each other.

"Do you really want to fight? Will this be bad?"

Hermione whispered, she wanted to stop the fight but didn't know how.

"It's inevitable for boys to not fight. If they don't like each other, they'll fight and any problems will be solved."

Dudley shook his head.

Friendship between men often begins with fighting.

Fists are proof of friendship.

"Don't worry, Hermione. There's plenty of potion."

Hermione:

'Boys are so weird.'

What spells will the young wizards at Hogwarts be taught in their first year?

As it stands, Flitwick has only taught three spells.

Lumos, Unlocking Charm (Alacho), and

"Clear springs are like water!"

Malfoy took the lead and waved his wand at Harry first.

I saw a small spark coming out from the tip of his wand, and then a few drops of turbid liquid dripped out like an IV drip.

It feels like having trouble urinating.

For the little wizard at this stage, it is still a bit difficult to release magic smoothly.

Then again, not everyone is called Hermione Granger.

Seeing that Malfoy was alone, Harry naturally would not miss this excellent opportunity, so he also drew out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy.

"Clear springs are like water!"

Harry's spell was slightly better than Malfoy's, but still very limited. A thin stream of water spurted out from the tip of his wand, drawing a graceful arc in the air and perfectly hitting Malfoy's face.

Malfoy was not to be outdone. He gathered all his strength and waved his wand again. This time he finally sprayed out water.

The same spray was sprayed on Harry's face.

The two men's attainments in spells are equally matched. Malfoy, who grew up in the wizarding world, knows no more spells than Harry.

Luminescent Spell and Unlocking Spell were obviously not offensive spells, so the only spell the two could use was Spring Water.

The two of them fought back and forth, each time trying very hard to cast their magic spells and having a lot of fun.

But the battle of spells between the two was a different scene in Dudley's eyes.

It felt like a water gun fight.

Soon both of them realized that this foolish approach would not hurt each other at all, so they gave up their wands and rushed towards each other to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

The advantage of exercise is reflected at this time. Although Harry grew up with Dudley since he was a child, he just watched and never took the initiative to exercise. Although Malfoy spent less time with Dudley, he did exercise for a while after all.

So after a fierce fight between the two, Malfoy won with a slight advantage.

Starting from today, Harry also joined Dudley's training team.

Chapter 68 Physical Transfiguration Spell

The days at Hogwarts were peaceful and comfortable.

Even though he couldn't cast a single spell after spending a long time with it, he could handle all the major subjects at Hogwarts without any pressure.

Especially Herbology and Potions, which were tailor-made for Dudley.

There was almost no question he couldn't answer, no herb he didn't recognize, no potion he couldn't brew.

When it comes to the History of Magic, Dudley speaks eloquently, and even the usually forgetful Professor Binns can now call out Dudley's name.

As long as these subjects are taught on that day, the extra points will be more than Hermione gets in a week.

This was a huge blow to Miss Know-It-All.

Of course, although Dali has an extremely rich reserve of theoretical knowledge, he also has some relatively troublesome subjects, and there are two of them.

One is a Charms class and the other is a Transfiguration class.

In fact, if you really have to count, there are also flying classes, but that subject is purely an amateur hobby and is even less valued than the secondary subjects in primary schools in China.

Not even on the final exam.

Some little wizards really can't learn to fly.

Charms and Transfiguration classes require more than just theoretical knowledge; they also require practical application, which means waving a wand.

Especially Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. As the head of Gryffindor, she is known for her strictness and fairness.

If someone makes a mistake, she will deduct the penalty even if it's a Gryffindor.

After exercising that morning, Harry went back to the dormitory to change clothes and went to class with Ron. On the way, he met Peeves, a ghost who loved playing pranks. Because of Peeves's teasing, he took the wrong stairs. By the time he arrived at the Transfiguration classroom, it was already time for class.

"Fortunately, Professor McGonagall hasn't arrived yet."

Ron looked at the little wizards sitting neatly in the classroom and the empty podium, and said with great relief.

As he said that, Ron pulled Harry and started looking for a seat.

The two did not seem to notice that the classroom was surprisingly quiet even though the professor had not arrived yet. All the little wizards were sitting neatly in their chairs, with their heads held high.

Today's Transfiguration class is a large class. Young wizards of the same grade from the four academies will gather together. The seats in the classroom are full, with only two empty seats in the front row.

The two of them just walked over.

"Hey, Harry, look there."

Just as Harry pulled out a seat and was about to sit down, he suddenly heard Ron say. He looked in the direction he was pointing, and then he was stunned.

There was a cat lying on the podium, a tabby cat to be exact.

Harry felt that the cat looked very familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

"Little guy, whose little baby are you?"

Ron tried to pet the tabby, imitating the way Dudley had teased Mrs. Norris, but the tabby dodged him deftly.

After a few chuckles, Ron pulled out a few crumpled pieces of dried fish from his pocket and waved them at Tabby.

That was what he prepared to deal with Mrs. Norris. He wanted to bribe her like Dudley did, but unfortunately it was of no use.

Mrs. Norris didn't even touch it.

Low-quality dried salted fish (dogs won’t eat it)

Dudley could clearly see the markings on the dried fish in Ron's hand.

He didn't seem to notice that after he took out the dried fish, the little wizards around him started looking at him with weird eyes.

Only Harry suddenly realized something and turned to look at the most prominent place in the classroom, which was Dudley's seat.

He saw Dudley nod slightly at him.

Dudley, who is a serious cat lover, did not pet the cat but sat very quietly instead. Can you guess why?

At that moment, Harry felt his scalp tingling.

He remembered that when he first saw this cat, it was Professor McGonagall who transformed into it.

Unfortunately, it was too late to stop Ron, as he had already handed the dried fish over.

Maybe he couldn't bear it any longer, or maybe he was afraid that he would actually smell the dried fish, which caused him to quickly deform.

The tabby cat turned into Professor McGonagall in an instant.

At that moment, Ron was stunned.

"Okay, students. I just demonstrated the Animagus transformation for you. It is an advanced transformation spell. If you have a chance in the future, you can try it."

"Of course that's after you get an O in the Transfiguration Charm in your OWLs."

Professor McGonagall lowered her head, with no expression visible.

Ron didn't even dare to look up at her.

This is simply a public execution.

"You're late for class, and Gryffindor will deduct two points."

"I think you should find a seat instead of standing here in a daze. And thank you Mr. Weasley for the dried fish, but I suggest you throw it away because it is no longer fresh."

There was a burst of laughter all around, and Ron blushed even more.

At this moment, he wanted to die.

It's just... so unlucky.

Unfortunately, his bad luck had just begun.

Because his actions just now have successfully made Professor McGonagall keep an eye on him.

We all know what it means to be stared at by a teacher in class.

The content of this transformation lesson is to transform a small wooden stick into a needle.

Hermione was worthy of being a top student. She was the first one to make a change to the wooden stick. After a series of perfect, standard, textbook-level spells and movements, one end of the stick became pointed and full of metallic texture.

"Perfect, two points to Gryffindor."