"Don't forget to make one last visit to my office. Dumbledore finished and left.

"Let's go. Professor Quirrell smiled stiffly, "I'll take care of that left." ”

Dudley walked up to Hermione and asked, "Can you still go?"

Hermione tried to take a few steps, limping and suffering pain in her face.

"Alright, you better not go," Dudley walked over to Hermione, bent over and half-crouched.

Hermione didn't react for a long time, and Dudley tilted his head suspiciously and asked, "Hurry up." What are you stunned about?"

"Ahh

It's just that Dudley just turned around and only caught a glimpse of a figure, and he didn't have a chance to appreciate this stupid scene.

Dudley stood up, shook Hermione up and steadied her back, and then said, "You won't be able to do this until tomorrow." ”

When they walked out of the classroom, Professor Quirrell looked resigned, and he said as if to himself, "Master, I didn't expect this, I just wanted to help you find out." ”

"Idiot," a deep voice came from Professor Quirrell, and the voice was angry again, "Are you stupid to be Dumbledore?"

That's right, the owner of this voice is the legendary weird uncle who has no nose, and if he hadn't had anyone to use now, he would have rewarded Quirrell with a big melon.

"You're really too weak, I still need to rest, don't make any more moths for me. ”

"Understood, master. Quirrell shuddered and lowered his head.

After a few moments, Quirrell stopped trembling, his gloomy gaze on the troll's corpse, and he stepped forward in anger and kicked the troll's little head.

It's worthy of a real man in three seconds - Quirrell. He gasped for breath, then he stopped whipping the corpse, and said with a gritted teeth on his face full of resentment: "Stupid troll, you are the one who made me lose face in front of my master. ”

Quirrell took out his wand and waved it, and a red flash of fire directly engulfed the troll's corpse, and in a few moments it burned clean without leaving a trace.

If Dudley had been here, he would have noticed that Quirrell wasn't as wasteful as he had been in his previous films.

Dudley and Hermione were separated from Harry and Ron at the top of the stairs, Harry and Ron needed to return to the Gryffindor common room, which was on the eighth floor, and Dudley and the infirmary they needed to go to was on the second floor.

In the infirmary, Dudley put Hermione on the bed, and he carefully squatted down to take off Hermione's shoes and socks, Hermione's ankles were swollen to the size of steamed buns. He poked his finger up slightly, and Hermione screamed in pain, desperately retracting her foot.

"What are you doing!" said Madam Pomfrey, who walked briskly, with a white medicine in her hand, "Don't take advantage of it. ”

Dudley was at a loss, he didn't carry the pot, he couldn't carry it, but he still stammered nervously, "I just... I just want to see if it's serious. ”

"Will you see a doctor?"

Dudley froze for a moment, and he said, "No." ”

"Then get out of the way. ”

Dudley scrambled to his feet, and he nervously took a few steps back. Hermione couldn't help but be happy as she looked at the cramped Dudley.

"It might be unpleasant," said Miss Pomfrey, opening the medicine and pouring out a glass of emerald green liquid from it, handing it to Hermione, "Drink it and sleep for the night, and you can go back tomorrow morning." ”

In fact, this potion didn't need to be said by Madam Pomfrey to know that it would be difficult to drink, because the potion, because of the pungent smell, but under Madam Pomfrey's gaze, Hermione still drank the potion honestly, and she showed a satisfied smile, but as soon as she turned around and saw Dudley still here, she frowned unhappily and said, "Why are you still here, now the patient needs to rest." ”

Dudley was in a state of stupor, he didn't understand how Madam Pomfrey did this to him, he probably hadn't offended Madam Pomfrey.

"Don't be stupid, let's go!" Miss Pomfrey urged Dudley unkindly.

Miss Pomfrey's gaze made Dudley very uncomfortable, and he didn't say anything, he turned and ran, but he ran too quickly, and his right foot tripped over his left foot, and he almost fell into a.

Out of the infirmary, Dudley stood in a dark corner, rubbing his cheeks, which were a little hot, and muttered to himself, "It's stupid to cry." ”

Dudley came to a huge and extremely ugly stone monster on the eighth floor, and before he could say 'Open the Sesame Door,' the stone monster opened the passage on its own.

"Pretty pleasant?" said Dumbledore, smiling.

"It's unpleasant!" Dudley said he walked over to Dumbledore and sat down.

Dumbledore waved his wand and used a diversion charm, and the table was piled with Halloween meals, "I haven't eaten yet, we'll talk about it when you're done." ”

Dudley looked at the hearty food and suddenly thought that Hermione didn't seem to have eaten dinner yet, and then he left Hermione behind, after all, carrying Hermione on his back just now made him roughly guess Hermione's weight, and Hermione should have lost weight.

Dudley tore off a roast leg of lamb and ate it in a big gulp, and the one he ate was called a mouth full of oil, and the meat in his mouth had not yet been swallowed, and he said inarticulately: "Old Deng, have another cup to drink." ”

Dumbledore's face froze - I, Dumbledore, have various titles and are recognized as the greatest wizard of our time, when did I become your Dudley's exclusive waiter?

A glass of chilled lemon juice suddenly appeared in front of Dudley, he sighed, lemon juice Dumbledore loved to drink, he didn't like it, but something is better than nothing.

Since then, Dudley's must-learn spell has added a diversion charm, and the kitchen has to take time to go there, and now Dudley eats breakfast every day as much as he gets.

"Thank you for your hospitality, you were so filled. Dudley touched his round belly, and he stood up, "Then I'll go back first." And he ran out.

Dudley had just run to the door when he crashed into Dumbledore's chest and fell. He stood up, rubbed his ass in pain, and complained, "Is it necessary!

Dumbledore appeared directly in front of Dudley.

Dumbledore glared at Dudley, "You know, I'm the Headmaster, and I'm privileged. He touched his long silver-white beard and said, "After all, this also comes at a price." ”

Dudley looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, he really didn't know this.

"Every time I transfigurate or apparition in Hogwarts," Dumbledore squinted sadly, "I lose a beard." ”

Dudley grabbed his hair hard, he took a deep breath, and exhaled heavily, "Old Deng, you're not the right person." ”

"What kind of price is this!" Dudley yelled angrily.

"Young man, don't be so grumpy. Dumbledore smiled kindly.

Dudley waved his hand, not wanting to say anything, he didn't understand what was wrong, it wasn't Dumbledore.

Dudley knew with his ass that Dumbledore had called him to ask him about his heart, and he regretted it, he shouldn't have run away, not that he didn't want to talk to Dumbledore, but it was a little difficult to speak.

Dudley calmed down and told Dumbledore about the situation.

Inside the Question Heart Gate, the three-headed dog turned into a little light and disappeared, and then these lights condensed together, and a burst of red light flashed.

"Son, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The person who spoke was an old man with a pale face, and although he was old, his voice was very neutral.

Before Dudley could recover from his panic, he was jumped again, and he yelled, "Die for me again!" and he punched him.

Kodli's fist was blocked by the man with a finger.

Dudley looked over incredulously, and he had a chance to take a closer look at the old man.

The old man was a little blessed, he smiled gently and contentedly, he wore a wizard's hat with a bright red wavy shawl, and it is unknown whether he was bald or not, he had a thick beard, and the beard of the same color was mixed with the hair, making it impossible to tell whether it was hair or beard. He was dressed in a red cloak with gold trim, and on his hands he wore a pair of black leather gloves that were not identified, but which were very delicately made, and from his waist hung a sword with a red sheath and a silver hilt, and the hilt was inlaid with a red gem.

"Godric Gryffindor!" Dudley exclaimed.

"Clever kid. Gryffindor's eyes grew more satisfied.

"It's you," Dudley said, clutching his wizarding robes excitedly, "Get me out quickly, I have an urgent matter outside." ”

Gryffindor reached out and touched Dudley's head, and he said, "I already know, kid, but you don't have to worry, as long as you are in this space, your body outside cannot be harmed, don't worry." ”

"After waiting for almost a thousand years, I finally waited for the inheritor. ”

"I'll go! Dudley rubbed his palms excitedly, it was really worthy of the pig's feet, "What is the inheritance? How long will it take? Hurry up and get it done, so I can get out quickly." ”

"Soon. Gryffindor led Dudley forward, "It only takes a month!"

"What!" Dudley stopped, trying to pull his hand, but it took no effort.

The Gryffindor was so strong that the more Dudley struggled, the more painful his hand became, as if he was about to be crushed.

"Just give up?" Gryffindor looked back, his expressionless gaze so cold, that he looked at each other for a moment, making Dudley feel like he was frozen into the bottom of the netherworld.

"Think about it, if you get the inheritance, you will get unimaginable power, do you have to give up for the sake of a few people outside?"

"With the inheritance, you can get whatever you want. ”

Dudley took a deep breath and said with a determined expression, "I don't think I need your legacy. ”

Gryffindor smiled slightly, "Yes, but your heart tells me that you are not as determined as you are." I let go of my grip on you now, and if you take it away then you are giving up the legacy. ”

He opened his hand.