Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Archmage

Hagrid didn't see through Dudley's goading at all. Immediately, he rummaged through the pocket of his overcoat and took out a delicate pink umbrella, wanting to prove himself.

This umbrella couldn't even cover Hagrid's head, so it obviously wasn't for keeping out the rain.

In fact, the crucial part was the handle of the umbrella.

[Oak wand nourished by magic (Grade C)]

[Item description: 16 inches long, with an oak shaft and a unicorn tail hair core. The owner is Rubeus Hagrid. It has been nourished by his magic for many years, and a small number of spells have been cast with it, causing its rating to increase. It was once broken and then repaired by an extremely powerful repairing spell.

Since the host has not yet become a wizard, the compatibility with wand - like magical items cannot be evaluated. Fusing with a wand with high compatibility can grant stable wandless spellcasting ability, as well as...]

Hearing the identification information prompted by the System in his mind, Dudley became even more confident in his idea of quickly mastering powerful spellcasting abilities.

In addition, he confirmed one thing.

Hagrid was truly naive.

Then they saw Hagrid holding his umbrella wand, pointing the tip of the umbrella at the space inside the Dursley house.

This action scared Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, who quickly rushed over, wanting to protect Dudley and Harry and pull them deeper into the house. Unexpectedly, Dudley instead used the huge strength that had been enhanced and transformed by magic to pull the whole family outside to get drenched in the rain.

"Dudley, what are you doing?"

Uncle Vernon was very confused, and so was Aunt Petunia. Only Harry seemed to understand his cousin's intention.

"Shh!" Dudley motioned for everyone to be quiet and just watched the naive Rubeus Hagrid's operation.

"Let me think... What was that spell again? Un... Unplottable Extension, right, it's 'Unplottable Extension'!"

Hagrid retrieved the spell for expanding space from his distant and limited memories of learning magic. He had accidentally learned it from some senior Ravenclaw students during these years when he worked as the gamekeeper.

Although he hadn't used it many times, betting on Dumbledore's trust in him, he should be able to cast it... right?

Hagrid was thinking this way when he forgot that he had accidentally spoken the spell out while recalling it just now.

In an instant, invisible magic power surged from Hagrid's body into the umbrella wand in his hand, turning into a strange and skewed bright light that shot out from the tip of the wand and hit the space on the first floor of the Dursley house.

When the bright light subsided and they saw that the exterior of the house was undamaged and still standing firm in the wind and rain, it seemed safe.

Only then did Dudley pull the whole family back into the house.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone immediately noticed the strange changes in the indoor scenery.

Just now Aunt Petunia had opened the door. Now they could clearly see that the ceiling had been raised several meters, slanting like a zigzag line. All kinds of furniture were toppled over and displaced. Most particularly, the walls on the first floor had become distorted waves.

"No, I can't use magic! Moreover, it seems the Ministry of Magic doesn't allow private use of this spell either!"

Hagrid in the wind and rain suddenly remembered that he was still on probation.

He looked at the house that appeared normal on the outside but whose interior space had been strangely expanded. Then he looked left and right at Privet Drive, which was deserted and lashed by wind and rain. He couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear and quickly stuffed his wand back into his overcoat pocket.

"I misjudged you, the mighty and adorable Mr. Hagrid! Your magic is truly amazing!" Dudley flattered Hagrid insincerely. "Come in quickly! Don't stay out in the rain!"

"Oh?! Really? I'm the mighty and adorable... sir?"

Hagrid lowered his big head and squeezed his way through the "big" door of the Dursleys' house sideways with great effort. "No one has ever complimented me like this! Dudley, right? You're really a nice Muggle!"

The Dursleys almost rolled their eyes to the back of their heads. If Dudley hadn't complimented Hagrid, they would have started shouting abuse by now.

They felt extremely distressed to see their nice room in such a state.

"Is this the wizards' spell? It's so amazing!"

Harry, who hadn't seen much of life yet, let out a sincere exclamation, which made Hagrid even happier. His bushy beard trembled with laughter.

"When will our house return to normal? It won't stay this strange forever, will it?!" Uncle Vernon muttered.

Hagrid's smile froze. "Well... uh... about this, perhaps maybe..."

"Oh! You're celebrating Harry's birthday! A double-layer chocolate cake! It seems the gift I prepared is a bit unnecessary. But you can also try my cooking!"

Hagrid didn't know how long the strange Unplottable Extension charm he had cast would last, so naturally he couldn't answer Uncle Vernon's question. He mumbled a couple of words and then firmly changed the subject.

Then he took out a round cake-shaped package wrapped in brown paper from his dirty overcoat and unwrapped it in front of Harry.

"It got a bit squashed on the way and lost its shape, but the taste should be the same!"

As Hagrid said this, he placed the cracked cake, which was pink and had a blessing written in green jam, on a piece of brown paper and put it in Harry's hand.

"Happy birthday, Harry!"

The half-giant's beady eyes glistened with tears, filled with tenderness.

Harry looked at the birthday gift Hagrid gave him and then looked up at Hagrid's rough big face. A light bulb went off in his head, and he thought of something:

"You were the one who sent me to my aunt's house, on a flying motorcycle, right!"

"Oh~ Harry! You remember, you remember!"

Hagrid was overjoyed. Tears rolled down his face, and his huge body trembled, shaking off a large amount of rainwater that had seeped into his overcoat.

Dudley's eyes sparkled, and he blurted out, "Hagrid, your overcoat is wet. Take it off and wash it in our washing machine!"

"Washing machine?" Hagrid was attracted by the new term.

"Yes, a washing machine. You can think of it as our Muggle magic. You showed us wizards' magic, so it's only right that we reciprocate, shouldn't we?"

Dudley said this very naturally, with good reason and evidence, making it impossible to see any ill intentions.

"Alright! I can't use magic anymore. This is good too! Thank you, Dudley!"

Hagrid walked over to a low table in the living room. From the pockets of his overcoat, he took out his umbrella wand, a ball of wool, many broken cups, a money box, some bronze Knuts, a bunch of soft sausages and a few crumbly dog biscuits one by one...

He placed them all in an orderly manner.

Finally, he even took out two dormice, an owl, and a quill, ink, and parchment.

"Oh, right! I should send a reply to Dumbledore! Let him know I've found Harry!"

Hagrid muttered to himself. He picked up the quill, dipped it in the ink, scribbled a few lines on the parchment, folded it twice, stuffed the letter into the owl's claws, and let it fly.

Only then did he take off his huge, heavy, severely worn, dirty and wet furry overcoat.

It was obvious that Hagrid hadn't used magic to attend to his personal hygiene for a long time. Moreover, as the gamekeeper at Hogwarts and a loyal supporter trusted by the greatest wizards in history, he seemed rather down on his luck.

Maybe he didn't care about money.

Dudley naturally took Hagrid's overcoat. His arm sank slightly as he walked towards the large bathroom at home. While walking, he greeted his somewhat pale - faced parents:

"Mom and Dad, don't worry. Our living room will return to normal. Today is Harry's birthday. Let's ask our guest to take a seat! Let's chat while we eat!"