Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

The Slytherins collectively turned towards the Gryffindors and glared at them with murderous eyes.

However, the Gryffindors who were in ecstasy did not notice that the people mentioned by Headmaster Dumbledore did not seem to have much emotional fluctuations, and the head of the house, Professor McGonagall, who should have been the happiest, had no reaction on her face at this time.

Dumbledore just sat there, watching the scene in front of him quietly, waiting quietly.

There was a loud bang, which shook the surrounding windows and doors slightly, attracting the attention of all the little wizards.

I saw a figure walking to the center of the auditorium.

His voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating and reached every corner.

"I don't think Gryffindor is eligible for the House Cup!"

Chapter 109 The glory belongs to the discipline group!

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the auditorium.

Compared to the collective glares of the Gryffindors, the Slytherins were all delighted, because the person who was speaking was very familiar to them.

That was the respected Mr. Dursley of their college.

"What qualifications do you have to say that?"

Not long after Dudley finished speaking, someone immediately jumped out to question him.

Dudley recognized this person and had made a special note of him in his little notebook. He was Lee Jordan, the commentator of Hogwarts Quidditch. Putting aside his level of commentary, as a commentator his commentary was very clearly targeted, infinitely biased towards Gryffindor and infinitely targeting Slytherin.

The other young Gryffindor wizards also stood up excitedly, and only sat back down reluctantly after Dumbledore emphasized silence.

Dudley was too lazy to pay attention to them. He looked at Professor McGonagall with a little apology: "Professor McGonagall, please forgive me. I didn't mean to target you, nor did I mean to insult Godric Gryffindor. I was talking about these Gryffindors who did nothing wrong. They are not qualified and should not win the honor of the House Cup."

The target is these little wizards of Gryffindor, not Professor McGonagall.

Reckless, impulsive, only cares about getting into trouble, playing pranks, and stirring up trouble.

Are they qualified?

If they were qualified the total score wouldn't be 111.

Without Hermione's active answering, it took two full semesters to go from double digits to just over three digits.

If this person still gets first place, it would be an insult to other hard-working people!

Hufflepuffs are more qualified than Gryffindors.

"I think everyone in Gryffindor didn't hear one thing clearly."

Dudley's voice was deep and penetrating. He faced those countless pairs of eyes that wanted to beat him to death calmly and didn't take them seriously at all.

Ripple Qigong, the assassination techniques of the Zoldyck clan, alchemy, and countless magic potions around his waist.

Before he knew it, Dudley had become very strong.

Even though they are still some distance away from being truly powerful wizards, they are still not comparable to these little wizards.

"The extra points that Headmaster Dumbledore mentioned are given to them personally, not to Gryffindor."

To sum it up, 'Don't be so conceited, those points are not for Gryffindor.' Dumbledore never announced that Gryffindor won the house cup.

"What difference does it make?"

The little wizards of Gryffindor didn't notice anything was wrong.

Is there a difference between adding it to an individual and adding it to Gryffindor?

Most of the Gryffindors did not notice that Dudley's behavior had actually crossed the line and was not what a student should do, but no professor stood up to stop him.

Many smart Slytherins and Ravenclaws have discovered this key, and of course there are also very few Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, such as Percy in the fifth year and Cedric in the third year.

“That’s a big difference.”

Dudley turned to look at Dumbledore and said, "Dear Headmaster, is it you who will make the announcement, or me?"

"Come on," said Dumbledore.

Dudley nodded. "From today on, in addition to the seniors of the four colleges and the presidents of the boy and girl student unions, Hogwarts will establish a new organization."

"Discipline team."

"Ron, Neville, Harry, and Hermione are all candidate members of the disciplinary team."

"And I, Dudley Dursley, am a full member of the Disciplinary Team."

"We take care of disciplinary violations on campus. We take care of injustice on campus. We take care of unfairness on campus. We take care of bullying on campus even more."

When he said the last sentence, Dudley's eyes were like a sharp sword piercing Gryffindor. That incident caused quite a stir and several students were expelled. Except for the nerds who were only focused on studying, almost everyone knew about it.

No Gryffindor present dared to look him in the eye.

Momentum is something that will be lost forever once you show weakness.

At this point, with the tacit approval of the professors, Dudley single-handedly controlled the overall situation.

“We welcome anyone who has the ability to join us.”

“One last thing”

"Draco!"

Malfoy, whose name was called by Dudley, stood up excitedly.

"You have lived up to your honor and you deserve 100 points for that."

Malfoy held his head high, chest puffed out and chin raised, like a proud peacock, even though the person praising him was not the headmaster but Dudley, who was also in the first year.

"I was praised, by Brother D."

Dudley put his hands together and a new hourglass appeared next to the hourglasses of the four major schools. The points originally given to Harry and his friends were instantly transferred to the new hourglass, and in an instant the new hourglass surpassed the hourglasses originally belonging to the four schools.

"I think the honor should belong to the Discipline Group!"

He clasped his hands together again, and the refining array on the back of his hands emitted a faint light. The layout of the auditorium, which had originally turned red with a lion pattern, changed again, with black and silver intertwined together, with a hint of mystery in the solemnity.

At the same time, the lion pattern also changed and it was no longer the giant snake belonging to Slytherin.

It was a creature with thick black hair all over its body, bright eyes, and a horn on its forehead. It looked like a cow but not a cow, a sheep but not a sheep, and was similar to a unicorn.

Xiezhi, also known as the Renfa beast, is a mythical beast that can distinguish right from wrong and represents fairness.

Dudley's move deeply shocked the young wizards present. What originally required several Gryffindor seniors to work together to cast a spell was accomplished with just a clap of his hands.

And no one else knew that Dudley was performing alchemy.

For them, Dudley's current performance is

Wandless Casting

Even many wizards with great magical powers cannot do it.

Compared to the other three houses whose faces were filled with shock and amazement, the young wizards from Slytherin house seemed extremely calm.

'Mr. Dursley indeed.'

The common voice of the young wizards in Slytherin.

The sound of flapping wings was heard in the auditorium, and then an owl fell from the sky.

It was delivering a letter, and the recipient was Dudley, Dudley Dursley.

Beautiful parchment cover.

An exquisite gold-embossed letter and a shining Order of Merlin, Third Class.

The audience was silent.

This time even the professors sitting in the audience were stunned.

That is the genuine Order of Merlin, not everyone can possess it even if it is at level three!

"Dursley! Our King!"

At the long table of Slytherin College, Pansy stood up excitedly and led the shouting. The second one to react was Malfoy, whose originally pale face was flushed. Then more young Slytherin wizards also stood up from the long table and shouted.

The call seemed to have been rehearsed long ago, uniform, and powerful.

The huge shout almost overturned the entire auditorium.

"Prevent Gryffindor from winning the House Cup, and receive."

Chapter 110 Can I touch that treasure?

"Brother D, can you let me touch that treasure? Just for a moment, I promise I won't break it."

On platform 9 3/4 of King's Cross Station, Ron pleaded in a low voice as he waited for his parents to arrive.

"Here you go." Dudley casually took something out of his pocket and threw it to Ron.

That was the Order of Merlin, Third Class, that Dudley received in the Great Hall.

To be honest, this thing is not uncommon to him.

The Order of Merlin is a medal awarded by the Order of Merlin, which is the earliest magical organization established in the wizarding world. It originated from the legendary wizard Merlin and is much older than the Ministry of Magic. However, such an ancient organization can only give out medals to show its presence.

The Order of Merlin is actually a medal of honor. It has more symbolic significance than practical meaning and is not that great.

As long as you donate enough money, it is not uncommon to get a first-class medal. Someone from the pure-blood Black family has done this.

Although it is not worth much money in essence, it is still very impressive in front of laymen.

Just look at Ron's face, which looks like he is cherishing the baby.

Even Malfoy came over.

It stands to reason that the Malfoy family, with its "long history", should not be uncommon to have the Order of Merlin, but in fact, the Malfoy family does not have one.

He waved goodbye to Malfoy, Ron and Neville one by one. The one who came to pick up Ron was a family of striking red-haired people, the one who came to pick up Neville was a witch who looked very serious and had a strong aura, and the one who came to pick up Malfoy was a wizard with long light blonde hair and the same pale skin as Malfoy.

When picking up Malfoy, his eyes stayed on Harry for a while.

Soon, all the little wizards at the station left.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Dudley said to Hermione and Harry beside him.

"I guess our parents may have forgotten to pick us up."

Sometimes when parents have a very good relationship, it can become a burden to their children.

At this time, Privet Drive.

The Grangers were having a barbecue party with the Dursleys in the yard, apparently celebrating.

suddenly

Petunia seemed to remember something and turned to Vernon and said, "Vernon, have we forgotten something important?"

"Dear Petunia, this is the ninety-ninth time you have asked this question." Vernon swallowed a slightly burnt sausage with great pleasure. He really liked the taste. "We have not forgotten anything."

"Dudley and the others won't be back until the 9th. Today is only the 6th, so there are still three whole days."

Mr. Granger, who was slightly tipsy, took over the conversation: "No, you remembered it wrong. Hermione said they would be back on the 6th."

"Wait. Today seems to be the 6th?"

Vernon: .

Penny:.

Mrs. Granger:

After a brief silence, Penny broke it.

"It's okay. Dudley is here. They can come back on their own."

Yeah, what is there to worry about with Dudley there?

It’s too late to go there now anyway.

Then there was music, dancing, barbecue and beer.

In the end, Dudley and the other two returned to Privet Drive smoothly. Of course, they took a taxi. All the young wizards received a notice when they left Hogwarts - they were not allowed to use magic during the holidays. Dudley didn't care about it at all. It's awesome that you can find me to cast a spell.