Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Having your love letter read to you in public? How embarrassing!

No, absolutely not.

Malfoy's already pale lips turned even more bloodless.

"And Longbottom! Wow, there are five of them."

The dwarfs' eyes fell on Neville who was watching the show.

"Me too?" Neville was confused. He was just an ordinary little wizard. Why did he suddenly become popular?

In fact, on the night of the Duelists Club, Neville defeated Lockhart with a spell and won the hearts of many little witches.

The dwarfs' attention shifted again, this time to Ron who was standing next to Neville.

"Uh-huh." Ron cleared his throat and adjusted his collar, looking like he was ready.

then

"Go away, redhead, and get out of the way."

The dwarfs pushed him away roughly.

Ron: ???

'What about mine? '

"Dursley, look, it's Dursley, I found him, eighty of them."

A few dwarfs gathered together, pointed at Dudley and screamed in surprise. How could they not be happy when they could almost complete half of the task in one breath?

"I didn't expect you to be so popular. Let me see who wrote to you."

Hermione poked Dudley and said with a smile, her tone sounded very gentle, but

With a "crack", the feather pen in his hand broke.

Eighty love letters. More than Lockhart.

However, he did not receive the most letters. The person with the most letters had a total of 108.

Madison is a first-year student in Ravenclaw.

In fact, Cedric also had quite a few, and was considered the most popular wizard after Dudley and Lockhart, but he was not in the hall at this time.

"And Miss Granger, there are twenty love letters in total!"

Hey, let me see who's so bold. Dudley looked around unfriendly.

Everyone in the discipline group received a lot of love letters.

When the dwarf came, they wanted to catch Dudley and listen to them read the contents of the love letter aloud, but they obviously found the wrong person.

"Your behavior has seriously disrupted discipline."

"One of the duties of the discipline team is to rectify the school's atmosphere."

Seeing Dudley's unfriendly tone, the dwarfs gathered around Dudley.

"Hey, big guy, you wanna fight? Let me tell you, there are twenty of us!"

"Today you have to listen whether you want to or not."

As he said this he made a muscle-flexing gesture towards Dudley.

You have muscles, but we have them too.

However, these dwarfs obviously didn't know what the name Dursley meant.

They were simply in Lockhart's employ.

“There is strength in numbers?”

Dudley smiled calmly and snapped his fingers softly.

A blue whirlwind blew up out of nowhere, and a large group of chattering Cornish elves appeared before everyone.

“Then I have a lot of people now.”

"Get out!"

Dudley pointed at the short man in front of him.

The Cornish pixies immediately swarmed over the area.

Little vandals, move out!

Although they are not as strong and capable as Pixie, they are much stronger than these dwarfs, and their number is several times that of these dwarfs.

The destructive power of a single Peeves is limited, but a group of Peeves can be a very terrifying force.

"Stop! Let me go!"

"Go away!"

"Oh my god, my ears!"

The dwarfs started shouting at first, then cursing, and finally wailing.

One after another they were thrown out of the castle.

The Valentine's Day atmosphere ended before it even began.

Although some little witches felt a little regretful, most of them were grateful.

Lockhart originally wanted to stop them, but in the end he opened his mouth and did nothing. He recognized this group of Cornish elves, and they seemed to be the ones he had brought here before.

Inside the auditorium, a pair of eyes filled with hatred were staring at the discipline team, or more precisely, at Hermione in the discipline team.

Not long after Valentine's Day, what was supposed to happen still happened

When the professor's patrol team began to relax because they had not caught anyone, an accident happened again.

This time it was no longer a cat, but a student who was attacked.

He was attacked by a ghost as well.

Fortunately, it was not death

The two were petrified on the spot.

Still, a line of small words was left on the wall with chicken blood.

But this time the content is very targeted.

"You're next, you filthy mudblood!"

"Hermione Granger!"

Chapter 150 Don't Try to Go Against Mr. Dursley, Father

Slytherin House Common Room.

A strange group called the Dursley Support Group is gathering together.

"So it is absolutely impossible that Mr. Dursley opened the Chamber of Secrets."

The leader was always Pansy, who was holding something like a pointer and tapping on a blackboard.

As he spoke, he circled the spot where Dursley's name was written on the blackboard.

"So, who is challenging our king?"

Daphne, as the second most important person in the support group, also stood up and said angrily: "And they targeted Miss Granger!"

The composition of this fan club is a bit strange. There are little wizards who admire Dudley, little wizards who admire Hermione, and little wizards who support the two of them as a couple.

"Everyone, I will give you a chance now. If anyone among us opens the secret room, please stand up."

"I'll make sure he's safe."

The ones who can enter the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets are naturally more likely to be from Slytherin College.

After Pansy said this, her eyes swept over the little wizards present one by one.

After waiting for a long time, no one came out.

"Good, that puts my mind at ease. I hope it's true. Otherwise, I'll let him know the consequences of deceiving all Slytherins. I promise."

Pansy nodded with a hint of relief, but at the same time, she felt angry. "Why would someone from another academy open Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?"

In fact, if it was someone from Slytherin who did this, they would be angry, but if it wasn't someone from Slytherin, they would still be angry.

"Let us find the criminal!"

The little wizards below shouted excitedly.

"To provoke Mr. Dursley is to make an enemy of us Slytherins!"

The students of Slytherin College spontaneously formed an alliance and planned to use the upcoming vacation to investigate the matter.

Maybe their strength as wizards is not that great, but don't forget that they are Slytherins, the children of the most powerful group in the wizarding world.

Malfoy Manor.

The leisurely white peacock is taking a nap in the garden, beautiful fairies are surrounded by blooming tulips, the fountain in the center reflects rainbows in the sun, and the turquoise lake surface is sparkling. It is a paradise-like scene, so beautiful.

During the rare vacation, Draco returned to his home exhausted, but the first thing he did when he came back was to find his father.

"Father, are you the one behind this matter at school?" Draco's face was a little gloomy.

He was very sure that this matter was related to his father, perhaps directly or indirectly, but he didn't understand why his father did this.

"Draco, how could you use such vulgar words?"

Lucius' tone seemed very indifferent. He still did not directly answer Draco, but kept fiddling with the staff in his hand.

"It's really you."

Although the conversation was clearly irrelevant, Draco was certain that what happened in Hogwarts must have something to do with his father.

"Father, if I were you I would have confessed to Mr. Dursley much earlier."

"Draco!"

Draco's mother, Narcissa, frowned slightly, and her clear and cold voice rang out in the empty room: "How can you speak to your father like that? Where are your manners? Where is your demeanor? You were not like this before."

Narcissa has a rather cold personality, even to her family members.

"Mother." Draco said in the same cold voice, "I think father has gone too far in some things."

"Draco, how many times do you want me to tell you that I'm not that boring."

Lucius spoke with a slightly impatient tone, as if this matter really had nothing to do with him.

Draco stared at his father for a long time before speaking: "A third-year wizard has been attacked, and we don't know what the situation is now."

"What?" Narcissa exclaimed, her tone was still cold but with some concern: "Draco, are you okay?"

"Isn't Hogwarts the safest place in the world? How could something like this happen?"

It seems that all wizards agree that Hogwarts is the safest place in the world. After all, it has never been attacked since it was built.

"Of course, Mother." Draco nodded, but his eyes remained on his father. "It was the Hufflepuffs who were petrified."

"Petrified? Draco, are you saying someone's hurt?"

There was a hint of joy in Lucius' voice, and when he met Draco's gaze, he immediately restrained the expression on his face.

The great sage Xun Ge'er once said: "No one knows a son better than his father", but isn't it also true in reverse?

The moment Draco saw the expression on his father's face, he knew that Lucius had something to do with this matter.

"Now it's just petrification, maybe the next thing is death"

Draco's words made Narcissa nervous: "Lucius, this matter really has nothing to do with you? Don't forget, Draco is still in that school."

"I said Draco should go to Durmstrang, not Hogwarts."

Whenever Draco was involved, Narcissa would change her usual behavior.

"Narcissa, Draco will be fine, I promise." Lucius did not answer Narcissa directly, but made a promise to her.

But how credible can a man's promise be, especially a guy like Lucius?