"Harry, please, for the sake of my parents raising you." Dudley Dursley looked at Harry with red eyes, his attitude was so humble that he almost knelt down before Harry.
He could have asked Draco, but unfortunately Draco, Goyle, and Crabbe were called back for emergency training by Mr. Malfoy, and they had to wait until the next level started to see them.
Mr. Malfoy also specifically explained that there were other Death Eaters in his manor, and those people would not necessarily like Dudley, a child from a Muggle family, and asked him to continue studying with Anton.
It seems to be a good intention, but it is also excluded from the core.
So in the brief moment before the level begins, it is still unknown whether Draco will agree to let Draco take his father with him.
This may be the only thing he does for his parents.
Their family owed too much to Mr. Anthony Weasley, and there was no way for him to ask Anton to prepare the ritual magic for his parents to transform into a wizard.
Just think that this may be his only chance to do something for his father who is trapped in the complex forces of the wizarding world, and to do something for his mother who has longed to become a witch all her life. If he lets this opportunity slip away from his hands, he will definitely commit suicide.
Blamed to death.
Dudley couldn't bet on such a thing, he could only place his hope on Harry now.
Harry opened his mouth and looked at Dudley with a complex expression. He really couldn't imagine a situation where he would have to take Aunt Petunia or Uncle Vernon with him and desperately protect them when participating in a dangerous event.
"I……"
Memories of the past were rolling in his mind, and Harry opened his mouth with some difficulty, wanting to refuse. Yes, that would make him feel happy, especially happy.
Deserve it!
Yes, you deserve it!
Let you do that to me!
Can……
But the kind-hearted little Harry hesitated. He didn't know why he remembered what Anton once said to him in New York...
——Penny knows about Voldemort’s existence. Do you know how difficult it is for them to raise Voldemort’s enemies?
——When your mother’s blood magic fails, do you think Voldemort will kill this family?
——The Order of the Phoenix seems to say that they must respect Muggles. Ha, they will not protect the Dursleys who raised you. They may even think that this annoying couple deserved their death, right? This family
Everyone knows how I treat you.
——Look, I'm not asking you to forgive the Dursleys. You do have reason to hate them. I'm just giving you a reason to love. The choice is yours.
Topics such as the grace of upbringing were originally difficult for the simple-minded Harry to understand, but he had experienced too much when he was in New York. He always had the opportunity to see some people who went crazy under the threat of nuclear explosions, and the guardians.
Children’s adults…
"I……"
Harry opened his mouth and told himself, okay, if I help you, it will be regarded as repaying the debt, and we will have nothing to do with each other in the future, right, that's good.
However, he couldn't say anything.
He felt as if his heart was heavy, his lungs felt as if they were filled with slugs, and he was suffocating to the point of dizziness. This made him turn his head to look at Ron beside him, hoping to gain some strength from his friends.
Ron pursed his lips and looked at him with some hesitation, "How about Harry, just promise him!"
"don't want!"
At this time, a hurried cry came, and everyone looked up and saw Hermione running over like crazy.
She almost fell to the ground in a panic, staggered, and rushed over regardless.
"Harry, Harry..."
Hermione gasped and grabbed Harry's arm nervously, as hard as if she was afraid that Harry would run away, "Please help me and take my dad to the competition, okay, you know
, I’ve always wanted to turn them into wizards, this is my dream!”
"Harry, you're going to help me, right?"
"I..." Harry opened his mouth with some difficulty. He really didn't know how to face such a scene. His head felt dizzy and seemed to be full of paste. He looked at the girl and almost knelt down and cried.
Dudley looked at Hermione again, who was holding him tightly, with such force that it hurt.
At this moment, Ron stood up and looked at them firmly.
"Harry, please help Dudley."
"What did you say!" Hermione screamed, staring at Ron with wide eyes in disbelief. The look was so unfamiliar that Ron seemed to think he was Hermione's father-killing enemy.
Harry also looked at Ron blankly, with a look of disbelief on his face. He really couldn't imagine that Ron would choose Dudley's side between Dudley and Hermione.
"Hermione, let me share a spot for you. Remember, I am also a warrior in the competition." Ron looked at Hermione with a sincere face, carefully choosing his words, his eyes were firmer than ever before.
"Ha, yes, Ron is also a warrior!" Harry shouted out with a sigh of relief, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, "Then it's settled like this?"
"Solve it?" Hermione yelled, shook Harry's hand away hard, and yelled angrily, "Okay, okay, you won't help me, right? I'll find someone else to help!"
As she said that, she ran away angrily.
"Hermione!" Harry yelled hastily, looking at all this with some confusion. He didn't know how it became like this, this...
Just when he was about to chase Hermione, Dudley hugged him hard and said, "Uuuuuuuuah...Harry...Harry...you are so good...I shouldn't have done that to you before..."
Wuwuwu...it's all my fault...everything is my fault..."
A burst of snot and tears made Harry's eyes turn red as memories of the past surged through his mind.
…
"Hermione!Hermione!!Hermione!!!"
Ron chased after her quickly, and when the two of them were approaching the door of the animal pen, he sped up and rushed forward, opening his arms to stop Hermione.
Hermione dodged left and right without getting through, and couldn't help but stop, "You all betrayed me, why do you think you are my friend! You clearly know how important this matter is to me!"
She angrily pulled out her wand and pointed at Ron coldly, "I'm warning you, get out of the way, otherwise I won't be polite!"
Ron just opened his arms to block the door and shook his head, "Hermione, I told you, I am also a warrior, I can help share a spot!"
"Ha~" Hermione sneered and looked Ron up and down, her eyes full of contempt, "Do you know how dangerous the game is? Just look at the first level and you will know! As long as you can protect yourself in the second level.
Not bad, but you still want to protect my family and then go all the way to defeat the monsters and get the potion?"
The words were full of contempt, but there was also a little bit of care inexplicably. Ron's sensitive heart could detect this.
He pursed his lips and said with a serious expression, "Yes, I will protect your family, I will defeat the monster, and I will get the potion!"
"Hahaha……"
Hermione laughed until she was out of breath, and her eyes were full of anger, "So, Ron Weasley! You plan to be a hero, and then you persuade Harry not to help me, but to help someone he hates."
Dudley, are you going to take matters into your own hands?"
"What a ridiculous excuse! I've had enough!"
As she said that, she pushed Ron away hard, wiped her tears and walked away, walking further and further away.
"Hermione!" Ron shouted, "They are Harry's relatives!"
"..."
"..."
Hermione stopped, turned around slowly, and tightly grasped the wand in her hand, "What did you say!"
"They are Harry's relatives!" Ron put down his open hands feebly, "Hermione, your parents value you so much. Of course you won't feel that for some people, even if they are just relatives,
Just existing means how important it is to you.”
He pursed his lips, obviously not wanting to bring the topic to his family. As a sensitive child, the feeling of growing up in a neglected family was actually not that good.
Really, not good at all.
Although he knew that his father loved him and his mother also loved him, the final situation was just like that.
"They are Harry's relatives." He said again, "Harry's only blood relatives in the world."
"Perhaps this will be the best chance for him to reconcile with these relatives."
Ron looked at Hermione seriously, "Harry has always been lonely. His parents died when he was a child, and the aunt and uncle who raised him are not simply annoying. I just hope, ha.
There should be more possibilities."
"I won't regret in the future because I couldn't help this time."
Hermione's mouth moved, and finally she sneered, "The Dursleys are so evil. If anyone wants to become relatives with them, Harry had better stay away from them!"
"Maybe." Ron grinned reluctantly and spread his hands, "But sometimes even a less warm family is already so wonderful for some people that they don't dare to do more.
Luxury."
Hermione fell silent. With her smart mind, she could learn everything from any magic book, but it was difficult for her to deal with such a problem.
The Dursleys...
Doesn't it really matter to Harry?
She didn't know it was too complicated.
"Just trust me once, okay?" Ron looked at Hermione sincerely, "Harry is my friend, and I want to help him. You are also my friend, and I want to help you..."
Before Ron finished speaking, Hermione interrupted him coldly, "Just you?"
It's really not that Hermione deliberately belittled Ron. If he didn't have that strength, he just didn't have that strength. How could this person who had to copy even the simplest homework get her approval?
Just think of what they will face next!
The terrifying scene of the cockatiel that Anton brought directly to the hut is still vivid in my mind!
It's a terrible thing to be looked down upon by friends, but Ron was not depressed. He just looked at Hermione with a smile, "Yes, it's up to me. I'll prove it to you, Hermione, I'm different.
Anton taught me a lot!”
As he said that, he saw Hermione beginning to waver, so he couldn't help but take a step forward, opened his hands, and said, "I'll prove it!"
Then, he began to slowly close his eyes.
Ron, come on, you can do it!
He cheered himself up like this.
Following the traces of time, I came all the way to my childhood, holding my beloved rag doll and happily taking care of its hair.
This is a rare gift for him to get a brand new gift, yes, a brand new rag doll that completely belongs to him.
However, at this time, the cute plush fur of the rag doll began to become hard and curved, looking like hard black barbs.
The smiling face of the rag doll changed rapidly, turning into a hideous and scary spider's back covered with downy grimace...
Ron's breathing began to become rapid, and his face became paler.
"Ron! Ron!"
He heard Hermione's anxious call, but turned a deaf ear. He just carefully recalled all the details of the spider, every detail that had become a lifelong fear for him.
He began to feel that there were countless fluffy spider legs covered with barbs crawling on his body, crawling in through his trousers, through his collar, through his nostrils...
The phobia was devouring him little by little, as if it were a hand covered with plush barbs, gripping his heart, his lungs, and his small body...
…
"Ron!" Hermione screamed.
suddenly!
A gray-black light shield slowly unfolded from Ron's body, opening up bit by bit, getting bigger bit by bit, and covering him bit by bit.
Ron slowly opened his eyes, his face became extremely pale, as if he was seriously ill, and his forehead was filled with cold sweat.
He felt that his mouth was sweet, and then a stinging pain passed from his lips, which was the wound he had accidentally bitten while enduring fear.
Buzz buzz~~
The light shield became larger and larger again, covering both him and Hermione.
At this time, Ron's face had lost all color. He raised his head slightly, stretched out his arms, and smiled unsteadily at Hermione, "Look, it's awesome to cast spells without a wand!"
"I can do it, trust me!"
After saying that, the mask flashed for a moment, then turned into light spots and exploded with a bang.
Ron also fell down.
"Ron!" Hermione screamed and rushed over, hugged Ron, and shouted angrily, "You are trying to be a hero! You... you... wake up, Ron!"
She panicked and looked outside the animal pen door. Across the huge black lake, Hogwarts Castle was shrouded in clouds and loomed.
So she turned her head to look at the hut woven with elephant vines at the foot of the hillside, and quickly helped Ron and walked towards it.
"You just like to be a hero..."
"Obviously Harry can definitely pass the test. I know that I can easily let my father follow him and become a wizard..."
"Ron, you bastard!"
Hermione cursed and babbled angrily, but there was no anger in her eyes.