Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 30 Dumbledore, one more piece of bad news!

"We've finished shopping, Harry and I are going home."

Mr. Dumbledore, if I'm not mistaken, Aunt Lily and Uncle James were on your side, fighting against Voldemort, weren't they?

So, as the families of the wizards who died under your command, I think we deserve to know the relevant information.

Please go to No. 4, Privet Road, Little Huijin District before midnight tomorrow and tell us the details of Aunt Lily and Uncle James's murder.

Additionally, if you have any other requests, you can discuss them with us tomorrow.

Please don't break your promise. Before the day after tomorrow, I will make a decision on whether our family should stay in the UK or go abroad.

This is not a threat; you don't have to come.

"But if you don't come, when Harry and I return here, nothing you say or do will affect us in the slightest!"

Dudley spoke with an extremely solemn expression, completely ignoring Dumbledore's increasingly conflicted expression.

He wanted to give Harry an explanation, to give himself a chance, and to give Dumbledore an opportunity.

The butterfly has already stirred up a hurricane, and the future is no longer clear, so let the storm rage even more fiercely!

"Dali, I disagree with you. Lily and James are my partners, my teammates, not just people who follow me around... But okay! I'll keep my appointment tomorrow. There are some things I need an answer for! A direction!"

As for whether to go abroad or to Hogwarts, I hope you and Harry will consider it carefully!

Dumbledore looked worried and his expression was complicated. In just a few hours today, he seemed to have aged ten years.

His heart is so tired!

But what he didn't know was that his heart would soon be even more weary.

We look forward to your arrival!

Dudley gave a polite but expressionless reply, then handed over the certificate written by Mr. Ollivander. "This is your reward! Thank you for breaking the Ministry of Magic's rules to make me an unregistered large space suitcase!"

Dudley's words were still barbed, a rebuttal to Dumbledore's earlier emphasis on separating him from Harry.

Furthermore, even if Dumbledore doesn't modify his briefcase, he will still give the supporting documents to Dumbledore.

The reason was simple: he wanted to make Dumbledore even more stressed, which would help with tomorrow's negotiations.

After handing over the documents, Dali turned and walked away slowly, saying as he did so:

"Hagrid, I'll have Mr. Dumbledore take your old coat back to you tomorrow after it's dried. Also, keep in touch, our friend!"

"Oh? Okay, I'll write to you!"

Hagrid replied sheepishly, suddenly realizing that as long as Dudley and Harry didn't completely side with Dumbledore, it wouldn't affect their friendship.

Thinking this way, his heart was no longer so troubled, and he became more cheerful.

However, Dumbledore, who was beside him, could not cheer up. In the underground vault, he watched as Dudley took the cracked murder wand from the boulder.

By then, the murderer had already turned to ashes, making it impossible to identify him.

He didn't think much of it, assuming that Voldemort had parasitized an unfortunate wizard. Little did he know that this unfortunate wizard was actually Quirinus Quirrell, a Ravenclaw graduate who had been specially invited to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year.

The position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts was long ago cursed by Voldemort, who coveted it but could not obtain it.

Any wizard who takes on the role of teaching this course will inevitably suffer an accident within a year, either dying or becoming paralyzed.

But Dumbledore never expected that Professor Quirrell would be cursed and killed before he even started his job.

Even though this person has become Voldemort's host, he still can't escape the curse?

Dumbledore was very upset. Quirrell was dead, and Hogwarts was only a month away from starting.

He must find another excellent wizard whose reputation or ability is comparable and who is willing to teach, to be this year's sucker, oh no, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Dumbledore frowned and, together with Hagrid, watched Dudley and Harry pass through the back wall of the Leaky Cauldron, enter the pub, and leave Diagon Alley.

Then, he sighed, placed his aged hand on Haig's arm, and used Apparition.

He and Hagrid both needed to return to Hogwarts and find some peace and quiet.

……

Dudley and Harry boarded the Muggle train for their return journey.

It was past noon, and Harry's eleventh birthday had been truly thrilling, exciting, and eventful.

"Cousin, you don't need to think about it so much. Wasting time isn't your style."

On the train, Harry stroked Hedwig's feathers and suddenly said something with some hesitation.

“You’re the one overthinking things, Harry!” Dudley laughed. “So much has happened today, we all need time to process it. It’s not because it’s your birthday that we postponed our conversation with Dumbledore.”

“I knew it!” Harry pouted. “I’m tough! Besides, it’s pretty obvious.”

Because of a prophecy, Voldemort deliberately went on a killing spree, eventually reaching my old home and killing my parents. He then encountered me, his destined nemesis, and was left half-dead, neither human nor ghost.

Dumbledore wanted to train me with his ideas, to have me completely defeat Voldemort! However, his ideas had too many flaws and were too petty; you wouldn't like them, cousin.

"Very clever!" Dudley laughed, then patted Harry's ahoge (cowlick) on his head, his expression serious. "This is the main thread of the story, it should be correct! But there are definitely many details that need to be sorted out."

At that time, Voldemort was a ruler; he wouldn't act alone, he would definitely have many henchmen and accomplices. Dumbledore might not care about these people, but we can't let them get away with it!

If you're going to take revenge, you have to do it properly! The ringleader and his accomplices must all get what they deserve!

"That's right! I will take revenge on all the bad people who harmed my parents!"

Harry also looked very serious. Having grown up with Dudley, he was no pushover.

"So, cousin, what is your opinion of Dumbledore? After what happened today, I'm a little confused."

Harry asked in bewilderment, "My parents are with him fighting Voldemort, so we should be on his side, but his actions... are very confusing."

"Do you remember the first name that Dumbledore uttered when he stormed into the battlefield?"

Dudley didn't immediately answer Harry's question directly, but instead brought up a detail.

Harry thought for a moment and replied, "He called my name first, then Hagrid's, and asked if we were alright."

"You and Dumbledore are meeting formally for the first time today, and his subconscious primary concern is you, rather than Hagrid, with whom he has an almost intimate relationship. Why is that?"

Keep in mind that Hagrid had just been rescued from a coma, while you were unharmed and remained conscious throughout.

Dali patiently and persuasively explained the situation.

"Does this mean that in Dumbledore's heart, I am more important than Hagrid?!" Harry logically analyzed the answer.