Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 59, 2 Galon, bought the enemy's life!

Dudley stared intently at the cheerful gray rat eating the rat poison, his face beaming with a gentle smile, though he held back the magic in his palms.

Meanwhile, Ron and Harry started talking about magic and spells.

Harry forced a smile and tried to appease Ron, his enthusiasm having waned considerably.

He is now preoccupied with dealing with the toeless rat and his cousin.

Of course, I've been influenced by my cousin for so many years, and it's been a gradual process of learning from him.

Even if Harry couldn't perform with the near-perfect acting skills of Dudley, he knew that at this moment, he couldn't cast too many glances at the one-toed rat, lest he arouse the vigilance of his mortal enemy.

"Harry, I recently learned a spell that can turn objects yellow. I couldn't use it yesterday, but I want to try again today. Maybe I'll succeed this time?"

Ron had no idea that Harry was hiding something. He was busy showing off his magic and looked around before his eyes locked onto Scabbers, the pet dog who was still eating jerky.

"I need a target for my spell, hmm... I'll use this stinky, fat rat that only knows how to eat!"

As Ron said this, he reached out and grabbed Spotty's tail, pulling it out of the bag of jerky.

Dudley didn't stop him because Peter Pettigrew had already taken almost the full dose of medicine. Before Ron pulled the rat's tail, Peter Pettigrew's chewing movements had become unusually slow, almost nonexistent.

The rat poison worked!

Peter Pettigrew was completely exhausted and extremely tired, so much so that he didn't even feel Ron pulling his tail.

But he still didn't realize something was wrong. Years of living as a pet had made him lose most of his alertness; all he knew was to eat and sleep, and sleep and eat.

I'm tired and sleepy now, so all I have to do is take another nap.

Hopefully, his silly little owner will save the bag of delicious food he hasn't finished eating so he can continue eating it when he wakes up.

"Oh! Look! That stupid mouse is asleep again!"

Ron pulled Scabbers over and found that Scabbers was not moving and sleeping even more soundly than usual, so he immediately complained.

"Perfect, let me turn its gray fur yellow!"

Ron tossed Scabbers back onto the table, reached for an old wand with a broken tip revealing unicorn hair, and prepared to cast a color-changing spell that he had no idea if it was even right.

"Wait, Ron! Scabbers seems a bit off!"

Dali suddenly said anxiously, as if he had discovered something 'bad'.

"What?" Ron asked, puzzled.

Dudley reached out and stroked the body of the one-toed rat, quietly casting a hardening spell on it.

After calmly casting the spell, he picked up the mouse again and quickly put the fingers of his other hand in front of the mouse's nose, pretending to check its breath.

"Oh no, she's stopped breathing! Banban choked to death!" Dali exclaimed.

"died?!"

Ron paused for a moment, then poked the mouse in Dudley's hand with his finger.

It's impossible to poke it; the corpse has hardened. It's true!

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he immediately dismissed the thought.

Good riddance! Ron had been wanting a new pet for ages!

Although I've raised it for so many years and have developed some affection for it, Banban had a gluttonous appetite and choked to death from eating too much. It seems that God and Merlin wanted to take it away!

It's not their fault!

Besides, a mouse that has lived for almost ten years has already lived enough!

“It’s alright!” Ron said generously. “Now my mom has no reason not to buy me a new pet! I’ve wanted a grey wood owl for a long time!”

This reaction surprised Dali.

He thought Ron would be a little bit sad!

"Harry, give Ron twenty Galleons as compensation!"

Since the person involved was so generous, and Dali wasn't one to back down, he immediately had his cousin pay up.

"what?!"

Ron was shocked; he never imagined he could get compensation for this.

His eyes widened when he saw Harry pull a handful of glittering gold coins from his pocket, but he still declined, saying, "No, no, it's Scabbers' fault for being greedy. You don't need to compensate me!"

"Take it! A rat that has lived for ten years is quite a rare find."

He choked to death on the jerky I gave him, so I should compensate him; otherwise, I would feel guilty.

Keep this money! Go back and buy a new wand and a new pet!

Dudley said quickly, while giving his cousin a wink. Harry immediately stood up, shoved the Galleon in his hand into Ron's hand, and the two started pushing and shoving each other.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dudley quickly used Harry's body as cover, drew a small circle in the air, opened a spatial passage, and threw Peter Pettigrew into his personal storage space.

The spatial passage he opened this time led directly to the magical cage stored inside, instantly turning Peter Pettigrew into a half-dead caged rat.

This magical cage was personally modified by Dumbledore, and Peter Pettigrew couldn't get out even when he transformed back into human form, let alone escape Dudley's personal space.

Moreover, Peter Pettigrew is currently in a deep coma and exhausted, so he can't transform back into human form even if he wanted to.

A wizard who has achieved Animagus status must visualize their human form in their mind to switch back to human form, something Peter Pettigrew, who was unconscious, obviously could not do.

Unable to resist Harry's enthusiasm, and genuinely longing for a new wand and a new pet, Ron finally blushed and sheepishly accepted the twenty Galleons.

Harry sat back down, which made Ron, who was unsure whether he should be happy or not, notice the missing body of Scabbers.

"Where did Banban go? Maybe it didn't die completely and got lost?!"

Ron's heart leaped into his throat, and he quickly bent down to search around, hoping to find Banban's body under the table and chairs.

Yes, it was a corpse.

Ron's current thought is that if Scabbers isn't dead, then the plans for a new pet and a new wand are ruined, and he'll have to return the Galleons.

"Stop looking, Ron!"

Dudley was both amused and exasperated; he could see right through Ron's tense expression.

But even if we see through each other, we won't say anything, and we'll still be good friends.

He then very considerately added:

"I used the Vanishing Charm to clean up Banban's corpse so you wouldn't keep looking at it and feel uncomfortable, ruining your good mood for the start of school."

"Wow!"

Ron was relieved; it was good that Scabbers was dead.

He got up and looked at Dudley with amazement. "The Vanishing Charm?! That's a very advanced technique. My brother Charlie could only use it when he was in fifth grade!"

"Dali, you're amazing! It's a shame I didn't see it!"

"It's alright! I can do it again!"

Dudley was in a much better mood after capturing his nemesis, Peter Pettigrew.

He gave Harry a confirming look, indicating that things were done, and then, in front of Ron, pointed to a half-eaten snack wrapper, preparing to show Ron a Vanishing Charm.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a girl's voice, with a very proud tone, came from the hallway outside:

“Look, Neville! There’s a magical mark outside that compartment with Harry Potter and his cousin’s names. We should go check it out; maybe your toad ran off there!”