Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 85 83. Pass it on, Dursley only used one spell

"Very good, he has potion talent second only to Lily."

Snape's tone sounded a little impatient, as if he was very unwilling to talk about Dudley with Dumbledore: "Maybe I can inherit all my potions, maybe I can go to a higher level, maybe I can become the Minister of Magic. Who knows? .”

"But Albus, don't spoil him too much. Even an Auror can't abuse a potion like Veritaserum, not to mention he's just a little wizard who hasn't even finished his first year."

Compared to the serious Snape, Dumbledore's tone was much more cheerful, and he put two more candies into his mouth and winked at Snape.

"Severus, you said it, he's just a kid. No one would believe a first-year wizard could make Veritaserum. And I think he's right, Hogwarts is going to change the status quo .”

"And when it comes to not petting him, you are the one."

Snape didn't answer Dumbledore, but just snorted coldly and waved the sleeves of his pure black robe vigorously: "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

After Snape left, Dumbledore was still sitting in his seat, pondering Dudley's remarks.

"Very trendy theory."

It's not unreasonable to merge the four colleges into one, it's just that he really can't do it.

Then he thought of Dudley's saying that no one can be taught without distinction.

"If it weren't for the Slytherin style then maybe Tom wouldn't be."

This kind of thing, who knows.

"Principals, what do you think?"

asked Dumbledore towards the portraits of the Headmasters overhead.

"A great little wizard, he really knows a lot."

The old witch with long silver curly hair immediately opened her eyes and exclaimed.

Daisy Deventer.

While being the headmaster of Hogwarts, he is also a very famous therapist.

"It's a bold idea to have four colleges in one."

It was a thin-faced, white-haired wizard, Armando Dippet, Headmaster before Dumbledore.

"Albus, his ideas are more imaginative and courageous than yours, he really should be in Gryffindor. How do you allocate the sorting hat?"

His tone was full of admiration for Dudley.

"Hey, you just praised his ideas just now. How can there be any Gryffindors when the four houses are put together."

Just after finishing speaking, there was a picture retorting.

"He's ambitious, and I've seen his ambition, a true Slytherin."

This time it was an old man who looked a little cunning, Phineas Nigellus Black, the only Slytherin headmaster in the history of Hogwarts. Also known as the most unpopular Headmaster at Hogwarts.

"Shut up, Phineas!"

Poor Phineas had hardly finished speaking before being dragged away by the principals in the picture frame next door.

He was still shouting about the glory of Slytherin and the like.

"He's right and I think there should be a disciplinary panel as well."

This time it was a wizard with a pale face and short black bangs who spoke.

Evra.

He is also a well-known figure in the history of Hogwarts, and he has a high reputation in the wizarding world.

"Albus, he's right, you should really think about it."

"I know I know."

Dumbledore nodded, no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

"Oh, my God. It's so late, and I don't know if the skeleton band has arrived. It's time to prepare for the dinner."

The hall was filled with colorful Halloween decorations, a thousand bats fluttered on the walls and ceiling, and another thousand hovered over the dining tables like low clouds, making the pumpkin's belly swell. Candle flames fluttered and fluttered, floating up and down in the sky.

It is certain that the festive atmosphere is very strong.

If you ignore the Gryffindor long table, the fact that there is a small wizard missing in the first-year position.

"Dudley, are you all right?"

Seeing Dudley coming to the hall as if nothing had happened, Hermione and the others surrounded him in surprise.

He looked east and west, trying to find if there was anything missing in Dudley.

"Didn't Professor Dumbledore make things difficult for you?"

Dudley rubbed Hermione's little head: "Of course it's okay, as I said, we have a reason."

Travel the world with reason.

Well, not only theory but also physics.

He patted Harry and Ron on the shoulder again: "Ron, thank you for standing up at the critical moment."

"No, I... I didn't do anything."

Ron was a little embarrassed when he was said, and suddenly thought of something, his face beamed with joy: "Mr. Dursley, you called my name correctly."

Basically everyone mispronounced his name more or less, except for Harry.

But now there is one more.

"Don't call me Mr. Dursley, if you don't mind, you can call me Brother D just like Harry."

As soon as this remark came out, Harry was slightly unhappy, but it was fleeting.

"Okay, Brother D." Ron said happily.

"Brother D, I think my training should be strengthened. I don't want to be unable to do anything like today."

"It should be strengthened, not just physical exercise."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll spare some time to teach you spells."

Dudley said otherwise, his theoretical knowledge was more than enough to teach Harry them.

As for the reason, he couldn't be the only one in the disciplinary team.

"Really?" Harry and Ron said happily.

Today, Dudley's little sun-level 'fluorescent flicker' opened their eyes, which is really cool enough.

Dudley turned his head suddenly, and said to Neville who was sitting alone on the bench: "Mr. Longbottom, if you don't mind, we will gather in front of the Hogwarts gate at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

He extended a sincere invitation to Neville, and added one more sentence at the end.

"Your body is really good at exercising."

"Really really?"

Neville said incredulously, stumbling.

Dudley nodded: "Of course, if you want."

"I would."

Neville hurriedly said that he had long wanted to join Darley's small circle.

Dudley stayed at the Gryffindor table for a while, and sat back at the Slytherin table just as the banquet was about to begin.

At the long table in Slytherin, Dudley was only surrounded by Malfoy and his two minions.

To be precise, Malfoy wanted to follow Dudley, and he dragged Crabbe and Goyle here by force. The two little fat guys sat beside Malfoy tremblingly, their faces were pale, and they looked like they were going to die at any time. .

"Why are you so afraid of me? I don't know how to eat people." Dudley said to himself, touching his smooth chin.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two trembled even more.

Malfoy seemed to know something, and quietly explained to Dudley.

Cannibalism is another story, and I don't know where it came from, saying that Dudley only used a spell to make Gryffindor kill each other.

The Gryffindor first-year benches are proof of that.

This made Dudley even more awed by young Slytherin wizards.

If you are afraid of him, you will be even more afraid.

Not long after they were seated at the Slytherin table, the professors were also seated one after another. With Dumbledore's announcement, the banquet officially began.

Dudley picked up a lamb chop at random, put it in his mouth and rolled it, and he got a whole bone. I just heard him chewing and saying: "Actually, after getting along with me for a long time, you will know that I am very approachable, elegant and easy-going."

"Right, Draco?"

Being named by Dudley, Malfoy said something against his will that even he himself didn't believe.

"Uh yes, Brother D."