Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

"My friend, you do not think it is right to leave me hungry and cold?"

Ron's head was shaking like a rattle.

He refused.

Both mentally and physically.

If he hadn't known that he could go with Harry again, only a ghost would go now that he knows what the situation is.

“I still want to enjoy good food in a warm restaurant.”

Even Neville said so.

"Harry, I think you should learn to say no." Dudley patted Harry on the shoulder: "Do you remember the first word I learned?"

Harry blurted out, "Never?"

He was all too familiar with Dudley's affairs.

"That's right." Dudley nodded. "Sometimes learning to say no isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Learning to say no is not necessarily a bad thing, especially when faced with things that you simply cannot accomplish or are extremely unhappy about.

Dudley said, looking towards the other side of the castle corridor, "And I think we have a job."

Following Dudley's gaze, everyone saw a little witch with silver eyes, dark golden brown hair, and pale skin, walking barefoot in the Hogwarts castle.

Chapter 127 The Wolf of Hogwarts

"Crazy girl Luna?"

Ron blurted out the first time he saw the other person.

Hermione frowned slightly, "I guess giving people nicknames isn't a fun thing."

"No, not me, all of Ravenclaw calls her that."

Ron tried his best to defend himself. He didn't want to give Dudley a bad impression of being a nickname giver.

"Hello, little wizard from Ravenclaw." Dudley walked up and greeted.

The little witch looked dazed and only woke up when she heard Dudley's voice.

"Hello, Mr. Dursley." The little witch responded politely in a soft voice, her voice sounding like a dream, as if she was sleepwalking.

Dudley is as famous as Dumbledore at Hogwarts.

You may not know who the professor is, but you must know the head of the discipline group.

Dudley noticed that the little witch was wearing a pair of carrot-shaped earrings and a necklace made of butterbeer bottle corks, which looked strange with her temperament.

"What's your name?"

"Luna. Luna Lovegood."

Lovegood, the black-hearted newspaper editor who didn't pay for his articles also had this name.

"It's late now, why are you here instead of sleeping in the dormitory?" Dudley asked.

Without thinking, Luna answered, "I'm looking for Scimitar-Horned Snorkellers. I heard them. Have you seen them?"

"what is that?"

Neville was stunned. He was good at Protection of Magical Creatures, but he had never heard of this name.

Could it be some new magical creature?

"A creature that is not recognized by the wizarding world. It is said to live in Sweden." Encyclopedia Hermione explained, looking at Luna with a complicated look: "Most wizards do not believe in their existence."

"They exist." Luna said with an extremely firm tone, as if she had seen it before.

"I can't tell if these creatures exist or not, as they have not been confirmed."

Hermione shook her head and didn't intend to dwell on this issue any further.

Whether it exists or not has little to do with her.

It's not like she's some fanatic about magical creatures.

"Where are your shoes?" Dudley asked, pointing at Luna's feet.

The floors at Hogwarts are not heated, and the temperature is not automatically adjusted.

The weather has been getting colder recently, and the ground has also become colder, especially at night, as if you were stepping on "eternal frozen ground". This caused Luna's already pale feet to turn blue and purple, and she unconsciously folded them together and curled up.

"They keep disappearing for no apparent reason. I think they must be hidden by some elves hiding in Hogwarts."

Even though her feet were shaking from the cold, Luna's voice still sounded optimistic.

"I don't think some elf did it."

Hermione put away her book and her expression turned serious after hearing this. Luna's words reminded her of what happened to her last year.

It’s only been a short time since the start of school bullying again?

Hiding other people's shoes, do they think it's fun?

"Walking barefoot on the ground for a long time will cause some bad effects on the body. Even magic potions can't completely cure it."

Hermione said as she took off her shoes and handed them to Luna.

"Your feet are about the same size as mine. I'll give you my shoes first. You can return them to me when you find your shoes."

Harry's eyes widened. That pair of shoes was Hermione's favorite and was a gift from Dudley.

"Thank you." Luna expressed her gratitude sincerely, but politely refused: "But if you give it to me, your own feet will be cold."

"It's okay." Hermione shook her head and patted Dudley: "I don't think I'll be cold."

Luna looked at Dudley thoughtfully, but this time she didn't refuse.

After putting on her shoes, Luna was persuaded by everyone to go back to the dormitory.

Dudley leaned against the wall with his arms folded. This time he was not going to give any advice. He wanted to know how Hermione and the others would handle it.

First Malfoy turned around and said to everyone: "Obviously, this is another case of bullying."

"We should go with her, arrest those bullies and make them receive the punishment they deserve."

Ron said excitedly, and one could even hear a hint of excitement in his tone?

Malfoy said sarcastically, "Not to mention that it's curfew time now. Do you want to rush to the Ravenclaw girls' dormitory in the middle of the night? Little Rob, this is a genius idea."

"I don't want to be known as the Wolf of Hogwarts the next day like you."

His tone and demeanor fully capture the essence of Snape, making him worthy of being Snape's second favorite student.

Ron was so angry that his face turned red, and his red hair looked like his head was on fire. He shouted that he wanted to duel with Malfoy. Harry let him go after pulling him for a while and simply moved a small stool to sit and watch the duel between the two of them.

Of course, this is definitely not a duel.

Hermione said at this time: "To catch a thief, you must seize the stolen goods. If they say that Luna dropped it herself, how will you explain it?"

As long as they are not caught in the act, there is more room for maneuver.

Luna bit it to death and said she dropped it herself. Even if you know it was bullying, it’s useless. What can you do?

"If you want to punish them, you must have evidence. Otherwise, why would others believe you?"

"What should I do?"

Ron was a little dumbfounded. It seemed that he was too naive.

"The evidence will probably be there in two days." Hermione said with a chuckle, with great confidence.

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Ravenclaw lounge.

Luna returned from a night outing and went back to her bed wearing her shoes.

Because these shoes are not hers, she cannot take them off. If she loses them again, there is no way to return them.

In fact, Luna just looks dazed and crazy

In fact, she is smarter than most little wizards, but because of her natural personality, she is not someone who likes to argue too much with others.

But for some things, just because you don't care doesn't mean that others will let you go. They may even think that you are weak and can be bullied, and thus become more and more aggressive. People must learn to resist when they are bullied.

Feeling the slight warmth coming from inside the shoes, Luna felt warm inside.

What Luna didn't know was that after she fell into a sweet dream, the other people in the same dormitory woke up and gathered together to discuss something.

It is very normal for a girls' dormitory of four people to form five or six groups.

This is another kind of exclusion.

"Look, that crazy girl got another pair of shoes from somewhere, they are so beautiful."

Since it was chosen by Dudley as a gift to Hermione, the style must be of the best choice.

"It looks familiar." A little witch said hesitantly.

But her voice was too soft and didn't attract anyone else's attention.

"How does she deserve it?" another little witch said jealously.

Soon after, the other little witches echoed, "Hide again. I want to see how many pairs of shoes she has."

How could it be possible that your shoes were lost by someone from another dormitory? Who would come to your house often to see if your shoes were there? It could only be someone from the same dormitory.

Chapter 128 Hermione: It’s not too late to confess now (please vote at the beginning of the month!)

The next morning, Luna woke up from her sleep. She had a good sleep last night.

However, she felt something was wrong as soon as she woke up. Her feet were bare and her beautiful shoes were gone again.

"How can we know if we haven't seen it?"

The other roommates had already left, leaving her alone, so Luna came to the classroom to find them and ask about the whereabouts of her shoes.

"Didn't see it."

"do not know."

"never seen it."

The three little witches in the same dormitory all said that they didn't see it.

But even a fool knows that this is related to them. It can't be that there is a thief in Hogwarts who specializes in stealing shoes and specifically stealing you, Luna?

"You couldn't have not known. He was clearly still there when I came back last night."

This time Luna did not choose to tolerate it. She rushed forward and grabbed the sleeve of one of the little witches tightly, wanting her to return it.

This time was different from usual, the shoes were not hers and had to be returned.

Humans are not machines and cannot remain calm all the time.

"So you mean we stole your shoes? We're not that boring, you crazy, silly girl."

"let me go!"

The little witch seemed to have not expected Luna to dare to attack her. She was grabbed by the sleeve tightly and could not break free for a while.

Seeing this, several other roommates immediately surrounded him and took sides.

As for the other young wizards of Ravenclaw, they looked like they were enjoying the show.

This is Ravenclaw. As the self-proclaimed "wise men" of Hogwarts, they are not as impulsive and reckless as Gryffindor, nor as close-knit as Hufflepuff, nor as good at weighing pros and cons and putting honor above all else as Slytherin.

When faced with something, most people choose to wait and see, and then take action when the time is right.

It is still the same even when other colleges come knocking on our door. To sum it up in one sentence: each college is acting on its own and is a loose group of loose sand.

Or maybe you are a little slow in reacting.

Two fists are no match for four hands, and Luna had never exercised, so she was naturally no match for the three little witches in strength, and was soon pinned to the ground by them.

"Mad! As crazy as your dead dad! Neurotic."