Dudley didn't expect Hagrid to sneak up on him, so he quickly dodged after reacting...
But it was still half a beat too late.
Avoided but not completely avoided.
The red light still hit Dudley, or to be precise, his strong buttocks.
Stereotypes kill...
Under no circumstances should a person's actions be judged solely on the basis of their work, as reality may differ from that depicted in the work.
For example, Rubeus Hagrid, the one who sneak-attacked Dudley.
In Dudley's impression, Hagrid was a kind and honest man who was easy to bully, so he stopped taking action after he majestically knocked away Hagrid's wand.
Does the elephant know? In film and television works, it also gives people a docile feeling, and also gives people a very smart image, right?
In fact, if this thing goes crazy during the estrus period, it will be extremely terrifying. It will attack without any reason or warning. All rhinoceros and bison will be ravaged to death. There are also humans who are suddenly attacked and killed by elephants every year. A few of them will use their long snouts to roll up people, throw them to the ground, and then trample them to death.
Don't talk about why he attacks you if you haven't provoked him, let alone just avoid the estrus period. This is the same nonsense as being bullied in school and being told that you can't slap him in the face, because ordinary people can't judge at all. Is the elephant in heat?
Maybe this metaphor is inappropriate, but Hagrid is very simple, so simple that he may subconsciously do something beyond your expectation.
This was the first lesson reality taught Dudley.
Human beings are complex creatures.
At a specific time and in a specific place, sometimes things will behave unexpectedly.
Don't judge a person's threat to you based solely on impressions.
Dudley's pants suddenly burst open, and a tail grew out from the coccyx of his buttocks at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was a curly, slender pig tail.
It looked very funny just like that, swinging from side to side on Dudley's butt.
There is no doubt that this is a transformation spell.
Fortunately, it was not a completely imperfect transformation spell, otherwise it would have turned into a pig instead of growing a tail.
"Oh my God!"
Petunia and Vernon screamed at the same time. Harry felt his aunt's body swaying and seemed to be fainting, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support her.
'Don't talk about martial ethics? '
The moment Dudley saw the handful of pig tails, his pupils suddenly contracted, his cheeks turned red, his heartbeat began to accelerate, and his muscles tightened, as if there was a fire burning in his chest. He felt energy surge through his body, and anger instantly filled his entire chest, making it almost impossible for him to control his emotions.
Not only angry but also fearful!
Anger because of the other party's sneak attack, fear because he almost turned into a pig.
Dudley, who had read many magic books, knew that the Transfiguration Spell was actually a very dangerous magic subject, and could even cause incalculable harm to the wizard who cast the spell. Some wizards were crushed to death by cows created by their own spells, and some wizards turned themselves into animals permanently and could not recover because of failed spell casts...
Maintaining a sense of reverence for any spell is a must for spellcasters.
He doesn't know how to brew the potion to restore the transformation spell.
He would not even ask the other party to lift the spell.
He must remember this with his body and always alert himself.
This is not a fairy tale world in children's literature. It's not that beautiful. This is reality... a real world where 'people will die if they are killed'!
So Dudley made a move that was unexpected by everyone present...
I saw him roaring, grabbing the tail that was still swaying, feeling cruel in his heart, and then pulling with all his strength. In an instant, the buttocks were dripping with blood, and the bright red blood trickled down his thighs, dyeing them red. Most of the pants.
The tail was torn off along with a small piece of flesh.
"Father's sperm and mother's blood cannot be discarded."
Then he put the piece of flesh and tail into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
This move shocked the Dursleys and Harry, as well as Hagrid. They didn't expect Dudley's reaction to be so strong.
It was eerily quiet for a moment...
Only the dim fireplace fire flickered in the room, illuminating Dudley's face. The originally fleshy face became sharp and angular, and the veins popped out, like horned dragons lying on the face. In the darkness, a pair of eyes widened, emitting a faint light, like cat eyes. The mouth was half open, revealing two rows of white teeth stained with a little blood on the upper and lower rows. A faint white mist spurted out from between the teeth, which was creepy. The room was quiet except for the faint sound of firewood and Dudley's heavy breathing. It was as if there were countless little mice running around inside, making people shudder.
The image was like an evil ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hells.
Harry suddenly shuddered. He had seen Dudley like this once, and only once, that night when he rescued him from the traffickers...
Here comes Dudley.
Being feared by countless gangsters... is a shadow that will never go away from the hearts of all dealers in Surrey...
Dudley the Ghost!
Harry knew... Dudley was really angry...
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't want to."
Hagrid was so excited that he waved his hands repeatedly, ignoring the injury on his shoulder.
He didn't know why he attacked Dudley by accident. He just wanted to teach the little guy a lesson, so that he wouldn't stop him from taking Harry away and complete the task assigned to him by Dumbledore. He never thought that he would get hurt. .
Maybe it's just a subconscious behavior, but it doesn't matter anymore...
There was a movement in his throat, and the next second, Dudley moved, and his speed was so fast that Vernon and Petunia only felt a gust of wind blowing past them, and they rushed in front of Hagrid without even seeing clearly.
It was a straight punch to Hagrid's chest!
LV3 boxing!
Hagrid didn't react for a moment and was knocked to the ground by Dudley's sudden punch.
It was like a mountain falling to the ground, shaking the small dilapidated house.
Dudley succeeded in the attack and immediately left the spot.
As expected of a hybrid giant, his physical defense is ridiculously high.
The full force punch with the added power of the skill only made Hagrid fall to the ground. On the contrary, Dudley's right fist was so shocked that it hurt, as if it had been hit on a steel plate.
If it were an ordinary person, Dudley would be confident of killing him with one blow.
But Dudley's attack was far from over.
As soon as Hagrid got up from the ground, Dudley's faint voice came from behind him.
"Throat, spine, liver, lungs, carotid artery, subclavian artery, kidney, heart, eight places, where do you want me to attack?"
The murderous voice made Hagrid stunned when he heard the words. Then there was a sharp pain in his right hand, and he immediately let go of the hand holding the little red umbrella.
This time the little red umbrella no longer just fell to the ground, but was picked up by Dudley and thrown far away.
Get rid of your wand first...
Without those annoying magics, the fight can continue.
Dudley's eyes, which were glowing with a faint blue light like an evil ghost, were full of excitement.
