12 Three Years (2/2)
”Want to go hang out?” Dudley asked Harry
Harry shudders and say, ”Nah, I'm good. I have stuff to do.” Dudley nods. Then Harry changes the topic,
”Oh, I remember the only notable stuff that happened recently was that, you know that teacher that wears wig in my class right”
”Yea” Dudley responds
”som...someone turned her hair blue two days ago” Harry spoke, on the verge of hysterics
”Wait, how did it happen?” Dudley asked with a smile on his face
”She was being more annoying than usual. Four days ago, she gave us an exam. Seventy five percent of the questions on the paper was not taught by her. In fact we did not even touch on the topic so that we could say that we forgot. Naturally, the entire class failed the exam. While she was returning our papers to us, she started to intentionally mispronounce our names. Of course, we were all pissed at her because we knew she was doing this on purpose” Harry takes a while to calm down.
”What happened next?” Dudley asks
”Though we were pissed at her for mispronouncing our names, what set us off the most was that she lied to the principal when he came to visit the class to check on what we were doing. She told him that she taught us everything that was on the paper. I don't know what happened next, but all I saw was that that her wig was turning blue while she was speaking. She did not understand why everyone was laughing at her during class until one of the perfectsnear the end of the day told her that her wig is blue colored.” The boys started laughing as Harry finished the tale.
After the laughter died down, Dudley asked, ”So, what are you doing in here?”
”I was helping Aunt Petunia cook when you came home.”
”You know she said we could stop coming to the kitchen if we want to, right. After coming in here for less than three years, Aren't you sick of this place?” Dudley asked
Harry shook his head to Dudley's questions and responded ” No I'm not, I know what you are talking about but I enjoy cooking. The process of adding ingredients, controlling the temperature, stirring, boiling, etc. I don't know but doing these things makes me calm.”
'At least I manage to turn cooking into something he likes. Look at him bragging about cooking.
Oh wait, bloody smoking Dumbles balls, I read somewhere that Lily left some stuff from Hogwarts but mum moved it to the attic I can't believe I forgot about that. Time to remedy that'
”Well good luck mate, I've had enough of cooking for the rest of my life. *Yawn* I going to rest my head for a while and my body are killing me. Wake me up when it's time to eat.”
Harry smirked and secretly thought 'hahaha, you feel my pain now.'
”Ok Duds.” he responded
With that, Dudley exited the kitchen. He headed to his room to sleep but on his way, he saw his teacher in the living room.
”Eh, sir, you are not gone yet.”
”No, I was discussing with your mum on what to teach you besides close combat and flexibility.”
”You could have just asked me. I know what I want to learn. Speaking of mum, where is she?”
”She's at the loo, why?” Marimo answered
”I did not see her anywhere. By the way sir, if possible, I would like to learn how to fight with a sword” Dudley asked
”Oho why,” Marimo said in a stern voice
”I want to be an explorer. I also want to see what the world has to offer and to do that, I must be strong and smarter than the obstacles in my way” Dudley says with conviction
”I assume you know what it means to be an explorer” Marimo asks, Dudley nods
”Are you sure you want to follow this path” Marimo asks again
”Yes sir, I ready to follow my dreams” Dudley says determined
”Alright, next week we are going on a long trip. You said you want to become an explorer, right?”
”Yes” Dudley responded
”Ok, go do what you were going to do”
”Good bye sir” Dudley said as he was heading up
”Sleep well” Marimo replied with a nod
Marimo watched as Dudley walked to his room suddenly, he said
”Three years”
Petunia and a just arrived home Vernon nodded with tears in their eyes.