Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 162 Pureblood Conflict, Water God Opens the Way!

These words shocked everyone present.

Not only Slytherin, but the vast majority of students in the other three houses were also clearly unaware of this history.

They looked at Dali, and different people had different expressions in their eyes.

There was shock, there was anticipation, but mostly there was skepticism...

"If you don't believe me, you can go and ask people from that era!"

It's not like there aren't ghosts from a thousand years ago in Hogwarts Castle.

Professor Binns, who taught the history of magic, Lady Grey (Helena Ravenclaw) of Ravenclaw Tower, and Barrow, the mad blood man from Slytherin House, were all figures from the founding period of Hogwarts.

Everyone is welcome to ask them when they are lucid whether I am right or wrong!

Also, those students from so-called pure-blood families, if you have the opportunity, you can go home and look through your family's collection of books.

Look for any ancient texts that provide objective accounts, and see when exactly your ancestors packaged up such a disgusting ideology as 'pure-blood supremacy'!

"This is impossible, impossible, you're lying!"

Some Slytherin students, unable to accept Dudley's statement, stood up and roared angrily.

"Whether I lied or not is for you to verify. I don't want to say much about racial discrimination today. Anyway, I will not allow people with racial discrimination to enter my class."

I can give those students who have previously discriminated against others based on their race a chance. If you can think things through before entering my class, reflect sincerely, and promise not to discriminate based on race again, then I still welcome you.

Dudley remained calm in the face of the Slytherin students' fierce roars, completely disregarding them.

Seeing that the Slytherin students hadn't sat down after he finished speaking, and instead, more and more of them stood up, glaring at him angrily, as if they were about to draw their wands and attack him.

Dudley wasn't angry; instead, he laughed.

"If you feel that you no longer meet my first two conditions, you are welcome to sit down and have your dinner, or leave the hall after you have eaten. I have no intention of forcing you."

"If you want to take action, feel free to do so. I'm standing right here; you're welcome to test me, your teaching assistant, to see if I'm just a figurehead and whether I'm qualified to give you a lesson!"

As Dudley spoke, his smile grew colder and his tone became increasingly forceful, staring directly at the Slytherin students who had stood up, neither convinced nor arguing.

"We've had enough of you! You trashy teaching assistant, do you really think we're afraid of you? Let's all attack together! I refuse to believe that dozens of purebloods like us can't handle an eleven-year-old Mudblood!"

A reckless upperclassman from Slytherin dared to spout nonsense at Dudley.

Encouraged by him, more than forty pure-blood students from Slytherin House, which had a total of more than seventy students, took out their wands and pointed them at Dudley on the stage.

These are almost all the pure-blooded students of Slytherin; the rest who haven't stood up are mostly hybrid snakes.

Among the first-year Slytherin students, Malfoy, due to his family's pure-blood status, had no choice but to stand up with his two followers.

Beside him stood Theodore Nott and Blaise Sabini, two pure-blood male friends he had known for a long time, as well as the infatuated Pansy Parkinson and the burly Milison Burst.

Students from the other three houses also reacted to the Slytherin's display of power.

Harry and his friends immediately stood up, intending to rally the Gryphon students to help Dudley fight against Slytherin.

But Dali reached out and stopped them, indicating that he didn't need their help.

"Good! Very good! Another brave warrior who dares to call me a Mudblood! Don't just stand there like idiots, I'll give you a chance, attack together, unleash your spells!"

Dudley's cold urging completely enraged the pure-blood Slytherin students.

They temporarily set aside their concerns about Dudley's identity and strength, and together they unleashed curses, spells, and black and white spells at Dudley using their wands.

More than forty magical beams converged into a powerful magical pillar, attacking Dali on the platform.

Dudley remained expressionless, and with his right hand, he swiftly drew a large circle in front of him using Smetin's cane, creating a personal spatial passage that prohibited everything from entering.

At the same time, he chanted a spell in a cold voice, extended his left hand, and released an extremely powerful compound magic with all his might.

"The water god clears the way!"

A massive flow of water appeared out of nowhere, quickly condensed, and transformed into a gigantic water dragon in the form of a five-clawed Chinese dragon, filled with magical energy and entirely composed of water.

The giant water dragon swam nimbly in the air, spinning and maneuvering, circling the magical pillars of light cast by the pure-blooded students of Slytherin, and then rushed toward the casters of the spell.

The magical beam of light, composed of more than forty spells, struck the dark spatial passage opened by Dali, but had no effect whatsoever. It disintegrated into scattered magical energy and disappeared into the surrounding air.

"This is impossible, ah—"

The Slytherin hero who had previously cursed the Dudley Mudbloods let out an incredulous, desperate scream.

The next instant, he and his fellow sufferers, whom he had rallied, were subjected to a powerful impact from the giant water dragon.

A few high-level snakes quickly cast protective spells, but they couldn't cause any trouble for the water dragon's attack.

Dudley manipulated the water dragon, devouring every single one of the Slytherin students who had cast the spell on him into its body.

They were allowed to enjoy diving and blowing bubbles, and to swim and swing in the spacious air of the auditorium with the water jets, going up and down, left and right, experiencing extreme sports to the fullest.

The five-clawed water dragon delivered a spectacular performance for the Hogwarts students beneath the starry sky ceiling of the Great Hall.

All the students fell silent.

Once again, they directly experienced the gap in strength between themselves and Dali.

The Slytherin students who didn't stand up to attack Dudley were overjoyed, silently mourning their fellow Slytherin classmates who had ascended to heaven with the dragon.

Dudley was clear about his likes and dislikes and would not wrong the innocent.

The spell Malfoy just cast on him was a non-aggressive, discolored fluorescent spell.

So Dudley placed Malfoy at the throat of the water dragon, so that Malfoy's head was above the dragon's open mouth and not submerged.

The position of the dragon's head was relatively stable when the water dragon was swimming in the air, so among the forty-odd unlucky people, Malfoy suffered the least.

Moreover, it is inconspicuous and does not affect Malfoy's stance of standing together with the pure-blood family.

Dudley could observe the life state of these little snakes through the magic that filled the water dragon. After two or three minutes, feeling that they had almost reached their limit, he controlled the water dragon to spit them back to the Slytherin table.

They were made to lie on the ground, coughing up water incessantly.

"Now do you believe me? If purebloods are so noble, how could you be toyed with like this by an eleven-year-old Mongol wizard like me? Without matching strength, is nobility just empty talk?"