Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 174 Lion and Snake, Different Saturday Lives!

Dudley and Hermione went to the library; one wanted to study and prepare lessons, while the other wanted to read and study even more intensely.

Simo went to the playground outside the castle to practice a hundred ways to use his explosive talent.

Neville went to the herb greenhouse behind the castle to help Professor Sprout tend to the herbs and also asked him for some tips on potion-making.

He was very talented in herbalism, but he was far less skilled in potions.

During the first week of Potions class, Dudley provided the powerful support, shielding him from Snape's harassment; but this Friday, Dudley wasn't in class with them, so Snape's sharp tongue and slaps to the head naturally took their toll on him.

Inspired by the hard work of his friends, Neville, who still lacks the courage to unleash his full potential, decides to seek extra lessons from the kind Professor Sprout.

Herbalism and potions go hand in hand. Professor Sprout is not only an expert in herbalism, but also far superior to most wizards in brewing potions.

Asking her for advice is a good indirect approach.

As for Harry and Ron, they need to go find Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, to train in Quidditch.

That's right, Ron also joined the Gryphon Quidditch team, thanks to Dudley's recommendation as an assistant coach.

Ever since Ron was provoked by the Mirror of Erised and became the King of Roll, and signed a fake contract with Dudley, he not only strictly followed the study plan that Dudley set for him, but also pestered Harry to teach him how to fly on a broomstick, and he rolled around quite well.

Dudley naturally went along with Ron's wishes and recommended him for the school team.

Based on Wood's assessment and advice, Ron decided to train and develop him into a Quidditch goalkeeper.

It's worth mentioning that after learning that Harry had been recommended by Professor McGonagall to join the Gryphon Quidditch team, Snape also recommended Malfoy, with whom he had a good relationship and who was also skilled at flying broomsticks, to join the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Malfoy played the same role as Harry on the school team as the Seeker.

This is similar to the development in the original story, so it seems that the race in mid-November this year may proceed as scheduled.

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Dali and his friends were all busy with their own things and didn't bother each other.

The Slytherin students who fought against Dudley last night are now facing a very uneasy and difficult day.

The older student who had spoken ill of Dudley, wearing tattered mud-covered clothes that he couldn't get off, couldn't sleep all night.

Early this morning, the rotten mud clothes emitted a foul stench on time, turning into a stinking rotten mud clothes, which made him feel utterly hopeless. He was angry, sleepy, and extremely uncomfortable from the stench, so he fainted in the Slytherin dormitory.

His roommate wanted to help, but lacked the willpower to move his smelly and dirty classmate, so he went to find their dean, Snape.

At Dumbledore's request, Snape was preparing an antidote for Ecclesia's illness. He also had to find time to research soul-numbing potions and prepare lessons, so he didn't have much free time to deal with this messy matter.

Dumbledore's decision not to blame Dudley suggests that he tacitly approved of Dudley's use of this method to discipline his student.

Snape didn't want to get involved in this mess.

At the same time, ever since that incident, he has not only deeply hated the word "Mudblood," but also wanted to stay as far away from it as possible, and he did not want to hear the word or anything related to it again.

But after all, he also held the position of Head of Slytherin House, and it was not right for him to ignore the students of his own house.

So in the end, Snape pulled a bottle of deodorant from his pocket and handed it to the Slytherin students who had come to him for help.

His deodorant was developed in conjunction with the odor-repelling solution, specifically to isolate him from the harassment of that crazy woman, Eckeris.

That crazy woman hasn't woken up yet; it will be at least three or four months before she can get out of bed.

He wouldn't need the deodorant for a while, so he could use it to appease the students.

Several Slytherin students picked up deodorant and went back to their dorms to save their roommates.

It must be said that Snape's potions were very effective. Even though they weren't specifically developed for this purpose, spraying them on the muddy clothes eliminated about 70-80% of the stench.

The group then went to the school hospital and asked Mrs. Pomfrey for several bottles of invigorating and revitalizing medicine. They gave it to the Mud Man, which finally brought him back to consciousness.

After waking up, the senior mud-man snake from one of the Twenty-Eight Holy Families did some mental preparation before leaving the dormitory with his pure-blood roommate and heading to the Slytherin common room, which was only a dozen steps away.

The Slytherin common lounge is dark, damp, yet exquisitely luxurious, with a green and silver color scheme.

More than forty pure-blooded students were scattered around the room, feeling uneasy. Sometimes they were silent, and sometimes someone would express an opinion or argue with each other for a few words.

Judging from their expressions, everyone was more or less worried and depressed.

This feeling of pent-up frustration intensified after the arrival of the mud-man and the little snake.

"What are we going to do? Are we going to be oppressed by that mud... um... that Dudley Dursley forever?"

A resentful, pure-blooded snake spoke up.

"Otherwise what? Can you beat him in a fight, or out-argue him? Are you more skilled than him, or have a deeper background? He has Dumbledore backing him! Dumbledore who has already gone on a killing spree!"

One of the pureblood snakes, already leaning towards admitting defeat, responded.

"Don't we also have a Dark Lord behind us..."

"But the Dark Lord has already been defeated, and there has been no news of him since."

"So, it sounds like someone is trying to grovel before Dudley Dursley, abandoning the honor of a pure-blood family, and siding with... the White Wizard?"

"Don't put it so harshly! Our ancestors never stipulated that pure-blood families could only become dark wizards. Glory is based on strength and power; only the victors deserve to speak of glory!"

"Your ideas are quite good, but don't forget the four conditions Dudley Dursley put forward! Being a white wizard who doesn't create conflict, doesn't discriminate based on bloodline, and is united and loving is not as simple as just talking about it!"

From the moment we were born, we were on the side of dark wizards, receiving their education. Do you really think you can change your mindset overnight, completely whitewash yourselves, and pass the Sorting Hat's mind-reading test?

"Well... we don't necessarily have to go to Dudley Dursley's class!"

Inside the lounge, the pureblood snakes were arguing casually.

Clearly, the pure-blooded students of Slytherin today, like the two-faced Death Eater parents behind them, are roughly divided into two factions.

One faction was the wait-and-see group, unwilling to accept defeat and hoping that Voldemort could make a comeback.

The other faction is the opportunistic group that prefers to realign themselves with other sides and whitewash their past.

However, no definitive conclusion was reached between the two factions, and there was no clear boundary between them.

If the White Wizards put a knife to the throats of the bystanders, the bystanders will instantly turn into submissive opportunists.

However, if Voldemort were to create any disturbance, the opportunists would instantly turn into observers.

Ultimately, they are all opportunists and two-faced.

Their instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm limits the decisiveness of many of them.

Finally, after arguing for several hours, the pureblood snakes in the lounge were hoarse from talking, and they finally came to a conclusion.

That means maintaining a neutral and wait-and-see attitude for the time being, abiding by the rules set by Dudley, not making enemies with Dudley, and keeping a low profile for now.

Draco Malfoy sat in an armchair in the middle of the lounge and participated in the entire gathering, but did not utter a single word.

It was as if he didn't care about the argument at all.

But in reality, though he appeared calm on the surface, the internal struggle between his two thoughts was far more intense than the argument in the lounge.