That's why Dudley wanted to stay with Harry at Mrs. Figg's, because she had many, many furry children at home.

In his previous life, Dudley liked furry children very much, and he had several at home, but unfortunately Vernon was allergic to cat hair in this life, otherwise Dudley would definitely have to raise a bunch of these fluffy cuties at home.

"Dudley, I think it's better for you to let go of Cher, you see it dislikes you." Mrs. Figg looked at Dudley with a smile.

"Mrs. Feige, I usually love Cher very much, and I fed her goat's milk when I was a child, and if she still dislikes me, it will be too unconscionable." As he spoke, Dudley rubbed Cher on her stomach again.

Dudley's size and behavior really mean 'a tiger in his heart, sniffing roses'.

In fact, in addition to the disgust on her face, the silver gradient Cher in Dudley's arms did not resist much, but made a 'purring' sound in her throat.

Cats are not like dogs, especially the position of Dudley sucking cats or the abdomen, the behavior of sucking cats is normal for cats and cats to be attacked, if Dudley has a bad relationship with Cher or average, then he is definitely greeted with a paw or a crazy scratch.

"It's not to blame you for not coming to see us in such a long time." Mrs. Figg's tone was reproachful, "Cher, Kick, Mr. Paw, and Fur don't know you anymore." ”

There are four cats, Kick, Cher, Mr. Paws, and Maomao, all of whom were raised by Mrs. Feige.

Judging from the conversation between the two, Dudley and Mrs. Feige have known each other for a long time, and it is understandable to think about it, Dudley likes cats, and Mrs. Feige is the only one who has cats in recent streets.

In fact, at first, Mrs. Figg didn't like Dudley very much, or the Dursleys, until Harry was first placed at Mrs. Figg's house...

"It's too much schoolwork, Mrs. Figg."

"Not only do I have to learn cultural knowledge, but I also want to get more medals for the school, and I have to participate in exchange student activities... It's so tiring that I'm running out of time to exercise. ”

Dudley finally puts Cher on the ground, but Cher is reluctant to leave, and keeps meowing at Dudley.

I saw Dudley take out a bunch of small dried fish from his purse and feed Cher one by one.

"You, don't feed it too much, you won't eat properly when the time comes." Mrs. Feige smiled and shook her head, looking at Dudley's sturdy body as King Kong and exclaiming, "Your body is the strongest I've ever seen." ”

After saying that, Mrs. Feige added in her heart.

'Maybe it's just that person... Stronger than you. ’

As she spoke, the other cats of Mrs. Feig's house also smelled the smell, and one by two probes came out of the room, gathered around Dudley's feet and began to rub wildly.

On the one hand, it is for the small dried fish in Dudley's hands, and on the other hand, it is to leave his own smell on Dudley.

Harry stood by the door like a little transparent and watched the two of them talking happily, in fact, he was very envious of Dudley's ability to communicate with anyone.

"That's right, Harry." It was only then that Mrs. Feige remembered Harry, and then asked the two of them, "I think you should be hungry." ”

"I'll get you something to eat."

Mrs. Figg is a good worker, and her sausages, sauerkraut, and mashed potatoes are a must.

Dudley didn't want to eat any of that today, though. Because Penny can do it too, but the craftsmanship is slightly inferior to that of Mrs. Figg.

No matter how delicious it is, you will get tired of eating it every day.

After all, the recipe is too thin.

"Mrs. Figg, let me come." Dudley threw the rest of the dried fish to the cats, clapped his hands and stood up, "I'll show you a hand today." ”

Mrs. Feige looked surprised: "Little Dudley can also cook?" ”

She thought it was rare for the Estri's character to train Dudley like this, but she didn't expect him to be able to cook.

"Of course!" Harry remembered the last time he ate Dadley's craftsmanship, he couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth, and saliva began to secrete in his mouth: "Brother D's cooking is delicious." ”

Seeing that Harry had said this, Mrs. Figg let Dudley into the kitchen.

Cut the tofu into small pieces, blanch it in hot water, heat the pan with cold oil, put the green onion, ginger and garlic into the pot and stir-fry until fragrant, then add the lean minced meat and fry until it changes color, and keep stir-frying until the aroma is overflowing...

Under the busyness of Chef Dudley, the pot meat, braised pork, mapo tofu, lion's head and the simplest tomato egg drop soup were baked.

Four dishes and one soup are served on the table, exuding an enticing aroma.

Just one bite captured the stomachs of Mrs. Feig and Harry in an instant.

"It smells so good." Harry couldn't help but admire the oil he ate.

Although Aunt Penny's craftsmanship is good, the recipes are too poor, and there are only a few things over and over again, and the gap between them and Dudley is widened.

"It's just a simple home-cooked meal, if you like it, I'll make it every day during this time." Dudley said as he finished another bowl of rice.

In her own house, Penny does not allow Dudley to go to the kitchen.

Even if you want to eat, you can only wait until there is no one at home.

The cats, who had just had a full meal, were also attracted by the smell of the meal, and jumped on the table one after another, sniffing the food on the plate with a curious expression.

But unfortunately, the first dish they chose was mapo tofu, and the pungent smell of chili pepper and pepper was not the taste that cats liked, so they jumped down again.

"Hey kids, the kitchen is my territory. Your task now is to study hard..."Listening to Mrs. Fig's words, Harry's expression began to gradually lose, and finally Mrs. Figg suddenly blinked, and the words changed: "But once in a while, it's okay. ”

"(•̀ω•́)yy." Harry smiled happily and raised his spoon.

The next few days were peaceful, with Dudley and Harry going to and from school and exercising on the lawn.

Until...

Harry was organised by the school, and Dudley came home from school first, but Mrs. Figg had gone out and not returned.

"Meow!" As soon as she entered the room, before she could change her clothes, Cher rushed over from the side of the room, anxiously screaming at Dudley.

"What's wrong? Cher? "Dudley doesn't know why.

It's true that he likes cats, but he really can't understand cat language.

"Meow!" Seeing that Dudley didn't understand what she meant, Cher first bit Dudley's trouser leg and pulled it hard a few times, then ran to the other side of the hallway, and even stretched out her claws to slash inside.

This would make Dudley understand what Cher meant, and let himself go with it.

It has to be said that Mrs. Feige's cats are more spiritual than ordinary cats, and Dudley even suspects that they have human-like minds.

On the other side of the hallway is a closed wooden door, which is locked behind it.

However, in the room where there should be no one, there was a mess and the sound of things being turned around.

Is it a burglar in the house?' ’

Dudley's first reaction was that there was a burglar in the house, and then he clenched his fists, stealing from my house to me, so why not give you an unforgettable chance?

Dudley, the enforcer, is coming back to the game.

The wooden door couldn't stop Dudley at all, but with a slight force, the door was pushed open.

The moment he pushed open the door, Dudley saw not the expected thief, but a book.

To be precise, a book that moves on its own.

There are even teeth and eyes.

At this time, he was chasing Mr. Paw and Mao Mao all over the house.