Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Harry looked at the fat and big-eared Dudley. It was hard for him to imagine that if his child was a wizard, he would definitely look more like Draco's follower Crabbe...

Penny's expression changed several times, and she was mumbling something under her breath.

Dudley, who was hiding behind them, visibly trembled, but his attention was soon drawn to the snacks in his hand.

Vernon growled:

"That's impossible. I will never allow my descendants to get entangled with you... Never..."

Douglas shrugged and explained:

"It's not a question of whether you want to or not. If an awakened wizard doesn't receive effective education, he might turn into a terrifying monster, which would be a huge danger not only to the ordinary world, but also to the wizarding world.

Mr. Dursley, you don’t want your descendants to be put on the stake one day...”

Vernon imagined the scene and shuddered, then said stubbornly:

"No way, they've abolished the practice of burning at the stake...

What on earth do you want to do by saying this?"

Douglas smiled and said:

"Of course, it's to ease our relationship, and also to secure a suitable study and living environment for Harry...

Of course, I also know what you don't like, so from now on, Harry can go to my house to do his homework during the day and come back to stay at night. He will never use things you don't like in your house, and all his things related to that world can be moved to my house...

If one day a new wizard appears in your family, I would be very happy for you to come to me for consultation..."

Vernon and Petunia were moved after hearing Douglas's words. They didn't care what would happen if a wizard appeared in their family in the future. In their opinion, if such a thin Harry could survive in that world, their descendants would definitely be fine.

But they were really tempted by the idea of ​​Harry not using magic in their house. As long as Harry was at home, they always watched Harry's every move with trepidation, fearing that something uncontrollable would happen again and make their home the subject of gossip among the neighbors.

Harry stood aside, feeling conflicted. Of course, he was happy that the professor was his cousin.

But why didn't he do his Defense Against the Dark Arts homework first...

"professor......"

Douglas looked over and winked at Harry:

"Why, you still don't believe I'm your cousin?"

Harry shook his head quickly, with a strange expression on his face, and said:

"Uncle... I'm really happy to know this, but... can I come back to see you a few days later..."

Vernon put on an exaggerated expression and said:

"Haha, it seems you're not as popular as you thought..."

Penny also sneered in agreement.

Douglas stood up. He had already guessed from Harry's expression why the other party was so shy.

Everyone has gone through student days. Back then, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts changed every year, so I never wrote the assigned papers during the summer vacation because no one would comment on them even if I wrote them.

"Now go and bring all the things related to the magical world to my house. Oh, and that set of test questions..."

Harry was in tears. He had wanted to buy himself a few days to do his homework, but it seemed impossible.

As Harry went upstairs to pack his things, Douglas said to the Dursleys:

"By the way, you don't have to leave the door open for him at night. I'll have my housekeeper take him back so I won't cause you any trouble."

When Harry came down with the empty birdcage and a pile of luggage, Uncle Vernon's face turned pale. He remembered that he had locked Harry's books in the storage room under the stairs at the beginning of the summer vacation.

He cursed under his breath.

Harry walked to the door of the storage room under the stairs, pointed at the storage room and said:

"Uncle... there's more inside, I can't open it..."

Douglas smiled and looked at Vernon, gesturing with his hand.

He didn't want to continue using magic to irritate the family that had finally settled down.

Vernon snorted coldly and spoke ill of Harry while looking for his key:

"We are all honest people. Why didn't you get affected at all? You lied to your professor right in front of him. If you can't open it, then where did you get those books in your hands..."

Harry glanced at Douglas carefully and saw that he was taking something out and was relieved that he was not paying attention here.

Douglas took out a small wooden sign from his pocket and said to Penny:

"This is a special talisman, a gift from me to Dudley. After all, I am his cousin too.

Don't rush to refuse. You should know that there are some monsters in this world that ordinary people cannot see and are always wandering around. If Dudley accidentally encounters one one day, this amulet can protect him.

Of course, it’s usually just a piece of wood with beautiful patterns carved on it, and others would just think it’s a work of art…”

No matter how much Petunia refused things from the magical world, since it concerned the safety of her child, she hesitated for a moment but still accepted it.

And asked cautiously:

"Can't people like you use it too?"

Douglas nodded:

"This is something I've researched specifically. It doesn't require any magic to activate. Of course, it only deals special damage to creatures in the magical world..."

Petunia nodded, and immediately found a rope and hung the wooden sign around Dudley's neck like a necklace, as if she was afraid that Douglas would take it back if she was too late.

Finally, Harry followed Douglas through several streets carrying a lot of bags and a bunch of things.

Aunt Petunia stood at the door and said to some neighbors who were cutting flowers and grass in the yard:

"Oh, we found a teacher for him to supervise his studies, and he will come back to stay at night..."

When they had walked two streets, Harry suddenly pointed to an old lady with gray hair who was playing with a cat in the yard and whispered to Douglas:

"That's Mrs. Figg. When they went out together to celebrate Dudley's birthday or other occasions, they always sent me to this lady's house. She has a lot of cats, and the whole house smells like cabbage. I don't like it..."

Douglas suddenly remembered that this was the Squib sent by Dumbledore to secretly take care of Harry.

When he looked at Mrs. Figg, she also looked over and smiled at him very kindly.

Harry thought the other person was smiling at him and quickly responded with a smile.

Douglas nodded, and so did Mrs. Figg.

Then the two of them left without saying goodbye.

Chapter 161 Harry's Birthday

When Harry arrived at Douglas's house, Dobby enthusiastically helped Harry carry his luggage and served him tea and water.

This made Harry very uncomfortable. No one or any other creature had ever served him like this before.

Especially when Dobby took out Harry's sock and said tearfully:

"Thanks to Harry Potter, Dobby is now a free house-elf and has found a well-paying job..."

Harry was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. Fortunately, Dobby calmed down gradually with Douglas's comfort.

Then, Dobby cooked all the dishes he had learned in the past few days and invited Harry and Douglas to dinner as a banquet for the cousins ​​to recognize each other, and also as Harry's birthday party.

And Dobby repeatedly emphasized to Douglas that the money for these dishes should be deducted from his salary, because it was his treat...

Harry ate very slowly during the meal. On the one hand, there were too many dishes, and on the other hand, he wanted to eat slowly until dark so that he could quickly return to the Dursleys' house and do his Defense Against the Dark Arts homework in the evening.

As a result, an hour after lunch.

Douglas asked Dobby to put the food away first, and then said to Harry:

"Harry, don't be too reserved when you come to my house. You can play computer games and other things as you please, but the prerequisite is that you have to finish all your homework..."

Harry nodded quickly and said:

"Of course, that's for sure. Professor...cousin, I'm doing my Transfiguration homework and I don't quite understand some of the questions. Could you give me some guidance?"

Harry didn't wait for Douglas to object and quickly found the Transfiguration homework from his luggage, while asking:

"Before, because Aunt Marge was coming, I asked my owl Hedwig to accompany Ron's owl Errol to deliver a letter. Can I leave Hedwig at your house for the rest of the time? I promise she'll be very well behaved."

Douglas nodded and said:

"Of course, I'm sure Dobby will take good care of it.

How's your Defense Against the Dark Arts homework going? It's been over a month since summer vacation, so you should have done some of it. Let me see it first..."

Harry was stunned, and then after a mental struggle, he wanted to say that he had forgotten his homework at the Dursleys' house.

But in the end, he gave up the idea of ​​deceiving Douglas, blushed, and said honestly:

"I...I haven't done it yet..."

At this time, Dobby came out of the kitchen and said comfortingly:

"It's okay, Dobby didn't do his homework today..."

Harry stared at Dobby blankly, then blinked fiercely. The one before him was indeed a house-elf...

He now suspected that his cousin didn't need a housekeeper at all, but rather a student he could educate at home. Perhaps he came to recognize him for this purpose...

Douglas said lightly:

"Since you haven't written anything yet, why don't you two go and write it?

Wangcai! Don’t move…”

Harry was startled by Douglas's last words, and then he noticed a small animal with black fur and a long snout on the ground, walking towards him along the wall.

When the animal heard what his cousin said, he immediately stopped and looked at his suitcase pitifully.

Harry looked at such a spiritual animal and immediately confirmed that it must be a magical animal from the magical world. He asked curiously:

"Uncle, is it hungry?"

Dobby excitedly took out a gold Galleon, handed it to Wangcai, and happily introduced it to Harry:

"It's a Niffler, the boss's pet. Its favorite thing is Dobby's Galleons... Dobby also likes to share his Galleons with it. It's Dobby's friend..."

Douglas looked at Dobby speechlessly. Ever since he first paid Dobby his salary, Dobby would give Wangcai a gold Galleon almost every day. So now the first thing Wangcai did every morning when he woke up was to look for Dobby, and then stand cutely in front of Dobby, and then Dobby would generously take out a gold Galleon.

Douglas did not stop Wangcai's behavior. After all, having a friend to share things with would be very helpful for Dobby to get rid of the shadow of his past slavery.

Anyway, Douglas would take out a few gold coins from Wangcai's pocket every week to buy new clothes for Dobby as a gift from Wangcai.

But when he saw Harry, after hearing what Dobby said, he also curiously took out his purse from his luggage and took out a gold Galleon...

Before Harry could squat down, Douglas saw Wangcai drooling, jumping onto Harry's shoulder and taking the gold galleon directly.

Then he stood on Harry's shoulder, raised the gold Galleon and waved towards Douglas, meaning, look carefully, this is for me...

Harry laughed out loud at Wangcai's behavior.

Douglas rolled his eyes...

Harry and Dobby sat obediently at the small desk arranged by Douglas and began to do their homework.

As he wrote, Harry kept saying:

"The Dursleys wouldn't let me do my homework, and I did it secretly under the covers every night..."

"Dobby, I'm sorry I haven't eaten the cake yet. I'll eat it when I get home tonight..."

Perhaps it was because Harry had barely spoken in over a month, so he was talking a lot.

At the same time, Dobby echoed Harry's every word in a startled voice.

Not to mention Douglas, even Wangcai, who had already crawled back into the treasure bowl, couldn't help but climb out of the bowl, grabbed Douglas' arm and pointed at the two people who were talking.

"Harry, you have to finish at least one Defense Against the Dark Arts paper today, and keep an eye on the time...

Dobby, you must finish your book review today, because there will be new content tomorrow...

So in such a tense situation, you still have time to chat?"

It wasn't until midnight that Harry barely finished his first Defense Against the Dark Arts paper. He felt that today was the most memorable birthday he had ever had. He found out he had a cousin who was actually his professor, and who had even taken him away from the Dursleys...

He stretched and found Douglas still writing and drawing at his desk.

"Uncle, I've finished writing my first Defense Against the Dark Arts paper. Please take a look at it."

He took the opportunity to take a look at what Douglas had written, which was filled with symbols he didn't recognize.