"Gudong..."
Upon hearing that name, several people's throats squirmed and they all swallowed.
That name was taboo at St. George's Primary School.
The three of them felt a cold wave coming, and they all shivered.
"I seem to hear someone talking about me?"
A very soft voice sounded, but it was like thunder in the ears of the four people.
A palm appeared at the corner of the wall, and a huge shadow seemed to gradually appear with white smoke, blocking the sunlight above the three people.
The three people who had been extremely arrogant when facing Harry just felt their throats go dry.
How should you describe the other person?
Just the arms are thicker than their thighs.
Judging from the figure alone, it seems that he is undoubtedly a strong man, but from his young face, it can be seen that he is still a child. The strong figure often makes people have the illusion of facing a burly man.
To describe it, the painting style is completely different from theirs.
Just standing there gave me a suffocating sense of oppression.
Harvey swallowed dryly. He didn't recognize the other person, but this iconic figure also made him aware of the other person's identity.
I saw the other party showing a very 'core-friendly' smile.
However, just such a simple smile made the three of them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Dudley Dursley, a boy whose name alone can stop a child from crying at night.
"What are you going to do to my dear cousin?"
His eyes swept over the three of them, giving them the illusion that they were being targeted by natural enemies, or maybe it wasn't an illusion.
"No...nothing, sir."
The three of them said in unison, even using honorifics.
"That's good, I don't like violence and trouble."
Dudley smiled and nodded, and once again showed a smile that he thought was elegant to several people.
The three people watching were frightened again.
He walked up to Harry and put the black-rimmed glasses on his face again. When he saw the slightly red fingerprints on Harry's face, his face darkened.
"Pump yourself."
Dudley turned his head and said to the three of them expressionlessly.
"Try harder, I don't want to say it a second time."
The suffocating pressure rushed towards them, and the three of them seemed to have their whole hearts squeezed tightly by each other.
What they faced was more of a beast than a person.
At least the three in Harvey think so.
Snap, snap, snap
The crisp sound of self-slapping sounded.
No one could question Dudley's decision, no one could bargain in front of Dudley.
No matter what the request is, it is best to do as he says.
After a few slaps, his face immediately became swollen.
It can be seen that he is hitting really hard.
They didn't dare to perfunctory, let alone stop.
It wasn't until the faces of the three of them were swollen into pig heads that Dudley asked Harry, "Are you satisfied? Harry?"
"Satisfied!" Harry nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Dudley nodded with satisfaction and pursed his lips: "Okay."
After hearing Dudley's words, the three of them dared to stop.
Dudley did not like to use violence when it was not necessary, and he insisted that he was an easy-going person.
You see, they slap themselves in the face and have nothing to do with me, Dudley Dursley.
He took the baguette from Harry and was about to enjoy it when he saw the teeth marks on the end and frowned again: "Who touched my lunch?"
Just a simple question made the three of them tremble like chaff, especially the short fat man who was almost crying with fear.
Guess why Dudley is called Food Protector?
It was Jim who plucked up the courage and said, "Listen to me, there are some misunderstandings."
"I don't want to know about any misunderstanding."
Dudley showed his big white teeth and said, "I just want to know when will you pay back the 4 pounds you owe my brother?"
It seems that he knows nothing, but in fact he understands everything.
These people just wanted to 'borrow' some money from Harry to spend. This was not unusual in St. George's Primary School, or rather common in most primary schools.
Bullies... bullies... this kind of residue exists in any school.
As he said himself he 'didn't like trouble'.
Since you want to 'borrow' it, then 'lend' it to you. Whether I give it to you or not is my business, and if you don't return it, it's the other party's business.
Harry's glasses just needed new ones.
The incomprehensible words made all three of them stunned, but Jim reacted the fastest.
"We'll get it back to you in a week, sir."
'Give! Even if I have to steal or rob, I must get it. '
depression to luck.
"Three days later." Dudley tore off the part of the baguette stained with other people's saliva with a look of disgust on his face: "And the compensation for my bread...and..."
As he said that, Dudley looked at Harry's face again: "A slap costs 1 pound and 5 pence, so you owe our brothers a total of 9 pounds and 15 pence. Thank you."
At 9 pounds 15 pence, the average for three people is about 3 pounds 5 pence per person.
For a poor student, this means a lot of wealth.
The short fat man squirmed his lips when he heard the words and was about to say something, when he saw Dudley with a gloomy look on his face as he put the baguette that was about to fall out of his teeth into his mouth and chewed it. It kept making squeaking and squeaking sounds, as if he was eating something crispy. Crispy food. At that moment, the short fat man thought of his fingers and some bloody scenes with a restricted rating, and swallowed the words alive.
As for the three of them teaming up to beat him up?
Do not make jokes.
Look at the streamlined muscles that are stacked like hills.
Can three rabbits together beat a brown bear?
It's not that no one wanted to teach Dudley a lesson, they even contacted the gangsters from the middle school next door, but they all ended up in the hospital.
'Not only did Dudley have no trouble, he even got a commendation from the school. '
'Be brave when it comes to justice. '
'Go to hell with your bravery. '
Looking at Dudley's broad, thick arms and strong arms, the three of them swallowed unconsciously again...the arms couldn't hold up the thighs.
I heard that Dudley won the Southeastern Junior Heavyweight Interschool Boxing Championship in the third grade.
What is the concept?
This competition is usually only open to middle school students. Not only did Dudley participate, he even won the championship.
The three of them tied together are not enough to punch each other.
As Dudley chewed it, a baguette was quickly destroyed. He handed the part of the baguette he had just torn off to the short and fat boy: "Don't waste food, eat this."
The short and fat boy did not dare to resist. He took it with tears in his eyes and put it in his mouth. Then he bit hard and heard a "cluck" sound, and one of his teeth fell out.
With his face full of tears and his mouth full of blood, coupled with his swollen pig head appearance, it would be terrible.
'Are you eating rocks? It must be. 'Jim and Harvey thought in their minds, and at the same time had a new understanding of Dudley's terror.
At this time, Dudley paused slightly, his originally frowning brows relaxed, and a slightly honest smile bloomed on his face.
However, this smile has nothing to do with honesty in the eyes of the trio. It is definitely the smile of a devil.
'Don't you have any more ideas? '
'I really can't afford the pounds anymore! Not a penny left. '
'Mom, I don't dare anymore. '
They didn't even dare to question it, they could only pray silently in their hearts.
Dudley would naturally not be so bored and continue blackmailing several poor students. He heard a notification sound in his ear.
"Rescuing the young savior Harry Potter will reward you with a physical draw."
