Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 63 Sealing off the compartments and disposing of prisoners!

The Hogwarts Express was still heading towards Hogwarts.

In the train carriage corridor, the train attendant selling snacks vaguely came back to normal. She looked around but found nothing unusual. She couldn't remember what had just happened at all.

Puzzled, I looked down and saw two Galleons on the shelf, and half of the snacks were gone.

"Strange! Did I sell that many snacks just now? And this money, did I give too much?"

The flight attendants were baffled, so they had no choice but to accept the gold coins and continue on their way, selling them from one compartment to another.

Meanwhile, Dudley and his group had already returned to the compartment where Dudley, Harry, and Ron had been sitting, with the three prisoners.

The cubicles were small and couldn't possibly accommodate so many people.

But Dudley easily solved the problem with a single, seamless stretching spell.

He not only expanded the space inside the cubicle, but also canceled the marking magic that was originally placed outside the cubicle door and closed the cubicle door.

After closing the door, he cast a spell to seal the cubicle door and reinforce the entire cubicle to prevent any further disturbances.

Furthermore, this is combined with the soundproofing features that train compartments already possess.

From then on, no one outside the cubicle would hear or perceive what they said or did.

Inside the cubicle.

Dudley, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville split into two groups and sat on the long benches in two opposite carriages.

The table between the seats was magically enlarged several times over and piled high with the magical snacks Dudley had just bought and the Muggle snacks he had left over.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were firmly bound by the vines that the canes had turned into, and slumped on the spacious ground that had been expanded by the Unseen Stretching Charm, their eyes filled with resentment, fear, and helplessness.

Dudley played with the three captives' wands for a while, then casually tossed them into the pile of snacks on the table. He then pointed and released the silent spell from Malfoy's body.

"Ah—release me at once! You disgraceful purebloods who collude with the Mudbloods! I'll have my father hang you up and beat you all!!"

Malfoy was agitated, spewing harsh words, profanities, and trash talk non-stop. Now, having released the silencing spell, his voice suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the empty cubicle.

Upon hearing these words, apart from Dali, none of the other people seated could remain calm; they were all indignant.

However, when they saw Malfoy spewing trash talk, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, mixing with the blood flowing from his nose, and he looked seriously injured, they couldn't help but panic.

"Cousin, did I hit too hard just now?" Harry asked, sounding a little flustered.

"Yes, it's a little, but nothing serious."

Dudley remained calm. "Everyone wants to stay calm, but everyone gets angry. Harry, that's normal. It's not your fault. Blame Mr. Malfoy for not knowing how to assess the situation and for having such a foul mouth!"

"Harry?!"

Malfoy gasped, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The conflict had happened so fast that he was only now realizing what was happening. He glared at Malfoy and demanded, "You're Harry Potter? The famous Harry Potter?"

"Yes, it's me!"

Harry responded in bewilderment, not understanding why Malfoy was reacting this way, since they had never met before and didn't know each other.

Why did you hit me?!

Malfoy became even more agitated, almost to the point of madness. He felt utterly innocent and incredibly unlucky. "I came here specifically to be your friend! Why did you hurt me so badly! Huh? Why!"

"Who wants to be friends with you?" Harry looked at Malfoy with disdain and disgust. "And why should I hit you? Didn't my cousin tell me? Your mouth is too foul! You deserve a beating! You deserve a punch!"

Harry's retort was swift and decisive; his cousin had said that Malfoy's injury wasn't a big deal, so he wasn't worried at all.

"You're all insane! You're all crazy!"

Malfoy was nearly driven to despair. "Harry Potter, Weasley, and Longbottom, you're all insane! You're actually siding with two Mudbloods, listening to their orders, and going against a pure-blood wizard!"

"Thump, thump, thump..."

"Crack, snap!"

Upon hearing Malfoy's audacity in openly insulting his cousin, Harry didn't hesitate. He stood up, ran over to Malfoy, bent down, and slapped him twice across the face.

Malfoy's already blood-stained face quickly became red and swollen again.

Now he dared not speak.

She just stared at Harry with a wronged and resentful look, her eyes blurry with tears.

Dudley raised a hand to his forehead. He understood his cousin's behavior and anger and felt relieved, but when he heard Malfoy call him a "mudblood," he felt no harm whatsoever.

In his previous life, he was Chinese. In China, this level of insults has no offensive power whatsoever.

Moreover, "mud race" means dirty and inferior bloodline.

In China, only pet cats and dogs need to be identified by their pedigree.

However, the fact that the term "Mudblood" is harmless to Dudley doesn't mean it's harmless to Hermione.

She had just stepped from the Muggle world into the wizarding world, and her knowledge of wizards and magic came entirely from the textbooks she bought in Diagon Alley. At this time, she did not know the meaning of 'Mudblood'.

It's okay if you don't know; Hermione's motto is to ask questions whenever she doesn't understand.

When Harry slapped Malfoy, she asked Ron and Neville about the meaning of Mudblood, with Ron mainly answering.

After finding out the truth, Hermione inevitably became angry and sad. In her sadness, she wanted to take revenge on Malfoy, but Harry had already done it for her, and she had also hit Malfoy before.

Malfoy is in a pretty bad situation now.

This left Hermione unsure whether to be sad or happy.

Dudley took in his teammates' reactions, especially Hermione's. He could have stopped Malfoy from swearing, but he didn't.

Because stopping it now is only a temporary solution, not a permanent one.

He couldn't stay with Hermione or Malfoy forever, and there were other students like Malfoy at Hogwarts.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for Hermione, or any young wizard from a Muggle family like Hermione, to avoid being bullied or insulted by pure-blood wizards at Hogwarts.

What Dali needs to do is not to repeatedly resort to violence to stop them, as that will not solve the fundamental problem.

This is not the right way to resolve the 'Class B Regret Case - The Bullied Know-It-All'.

What he needed to do was to completely open Hermione's heart and broaden Draco Malfoy's horizons, making them understand the true intentions of the corrupt pure-blood forces hidden behind 'Mudblood' and 'pure-blood supremacy'.

Let everyone look at this from a higher perspective. That way, we can distinguish who are the real bad guys, who are the brainwashed fools, and who are the bad guys who are willing to be fools.

In this way, one can truly let go of these insulting words and respond and deal with bullying with a more peaceful mindset.

"Alright, Harry, come back! I think we need to have a proper discussion with this Mr. Malfoy."