Chapter 936 - 380: Snape’s Home

Chapter 936: Chapter 380: Snape’s Home

Actually, Harry and Dudley have quite a good relationship. Since he started studying at Hogwarts, Harry always sends some treats from the Magic World during his free time, and Dudley lets Hedwig carry some Muggle snacks back.

Poor Hedwig, carrying a pile of stuff when going, and still carrying quite a bit when coming back.

Harry always believed that even if he hadn’t taken a trip to a hundred years ago, he wouldn’t have had a major falling out with Dudley.

This isn’t just random speculation; in fact, in a parallel world where he never went a hundred years back, the two still kept in touch after getting married. Harry and Dudley exchanged holiday cards at Christmas, and sometimes Harry would visit him with his children.

Whenever this happened, Harry’s children would play with Dudley’s children, and their fathers would sit quietly aside.

"How did you come to think about taking boxing lessons?" Harry crossed his legs and asked, "I forgot to ask you last time I replied to your letter."

"Honestly, bro." Dudley sat on the sofa, opened a bottle of cola for himself, thought for a moment, then handed it to Harry and picked up another can himself, "Sometimes I feel like I’m pretty dumb - bullying kids, ha, including you, but later I realized it didn’t mean much, bullying others doesn’t actually bring real happiness, but rather exposes your inner weakness - you should know, years ago, me and my so-called ’friends’ would wander around the streets, vandalize public property, and intimidate kids... then suddenly I felt that continuing this way was pointless, you became such a great wizard at Hogwarts, I should make some changes too, right..."

"Then, I joined Smelting Middle School’s boxing class, attended a few sessions and found it wasn’t bad, so I continued." Dudley concluded, "Boxing makes me feel pure, and I feel like it helps find the true meaning of life."

You’ve also found the path through martial arts, haven’t you?

"I hope you’re not using your boxing skills to bully others now." Harry shrugged and said.

"Well, I do bully people, but not like I used to." Dudley put down the cola can, "I usually choose those who bully others like I used to, to bully them. You know, this feels really great."

"Impressive." Harry sincerely said, giving a thumbs-up.

"How about you?" Dudley picked up the cola can again and asked, "I remember you have quite a pretty girlfriend, right? When are you planning to get married? After graduation, maybe?"

"Honestly, I haven’t thought about it." Harry pondered for a moment, then laughed and said, "But I need to correct you; it’s not just one pretty girlfriend."

"Hmm?" Dudley didn’t react.

"It’s four." Harry spread his hands and said.

Dudley instinctively clenched his hands, the cola can crackled.

He gritted his teeth, looking at Harry, after quite a while he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "You bastard!"

Finally, amid Harry’s smug laughter, Dudley lowered his head.

"Mom said she’d give your girlfriend some nice things when you get married, looks like she’s going to be very generous this time."

"Hahaha..." Harry laughed heartily.

Seeing Harry’s arrogant demeanor, Dudley instinctively clenched his fists.

If he could beat Harry, he really would want to teach him a good lesson.

He’s so damn infuriating!

No, why the hell is he so lucky?!

Harry stayed for a while longer at the Dursley family and finally left 4 Privet Drive under Dudley’s complex gaze.

By the time he got home, it was already past ten o’clock at night.

As Harry tiptoed into the bedroom and turned on the light, he saw a stunning silhouette.

It was Vivi.

"Why just getting back now?" she said, looking at the moon outside.

"Took a trip to Privet Drive." Harry didn’t feel guilty because he hadn’t gone out fooling around, "People get nostalgic as they age, so I went to 4 Privet Drive, happened to find cousin Dudley there, so I chatted with him for a while."

"Really?"

Vivi turned her head, sniffing Harry’s clothes lightly, then nodded in agreement with Harry’s explanation after a moment.

"No smell of other women, seems you’ve passed."

A cold sweat involuntarily trickled down the back of Harry’s head.

This woman, she’s dangerous...

"By the way." Harry hurriedly changed the topic, "There was a small incident when I went to Downing Street this time."

"What small incident?" Vivi sat on the bed, crossing her legs high.

Harry noticed that Vivi wasn’t properly wearing shoes; instead she let her high heels hang at her toes, swaying.

A bit enchanting.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then said, "It’s not a big deal, just Voldemort leading a team to raid 10 Downing Street, happened to bump into me and Little Sirius there."

"What did you say?" Vivi seemed a bit stunned.

She couldn’t figure out who gave Voldemort the courage.

To raid 10 Downing Street? And while Harry was there?

This was practically suicide.

Maybe the intel was wrong? Who deceived Voldemort?

Harry repeated his words, then said, "We caught a total of six Death Eaters, including Bellatrix Lestrange, who tortured Neville’s parents... the same one you transformed into with Polyjuice Potion when we went to Gringotts."

Vivi recalled for a moment, then remembered who Bellatrix was.

That crazy woman...

"Little Sirius has already taken them to the Ministry of Magic," Harry added, "According to the Ministry’s rules, they’re going to be given a Dementor’s Kiss."