Dumbledore's expression was very serious.

Everyone looked at Harry worriedly, their hearts hanging over him, afraid that something was wrong with his body.

"Old Deng, what's wrong with Harry's body?" Dudley's voice was full of eagerness.

A gentle smile appeared on Dumbledore's face.

This smile is like you are in the dark abyss, and it can bring you warm sunlight.

"There is nothing wrong with his body, he is not taking too much supplements. ”

Ron bumped Harry on the shoulder, and he smiled happily, "It's okay!"

Dudley didn't believe Dumbledore's words, how could Harry be inadequate, Harry was not as weak as he was then.

This is too weird, the dragon egg nourishing meal that everyone eats together, if there is a problem, it should be together, how can only Harry be the only one who can hear the dragon's roar.

Dudley bit his thumb and recalled that the only difference between Harry and them was that he said he was stuck in the neck with a hard object.

Could it be true?

But this didn't make sense, he didn't notice any hard objects when he stirred the dragon eggs.

If what Harry said was true, then where did the hard stuff come from?

Dudley's head was about to explode.

On the way back to the castle, Hermione sneaked a few steps behind, and she gently tugged at Dudley's cuffs, "Why is your expression so heavy?"

Dudley grinned at Hermione, "I wonder how many pounds you're going to gain by eating so much today?"

"Not as fat as you!" Hermione left Dudley with the back of his head.

Dudley wasn't going to think about it anymore, anyway, Harry didn't have any problems now, and if something went wrong later, he would solve the problem, anyway, it would be nothing more than soldiers coming to cover the water, and when the sky fell, Dumbledore would be on top of it.

It's almost the end of the day, and the main thing now is to deal with the bunch of bad things in the future.

Dudley suddenly realized that the absence of dragon eggs seemed to have avoided a bad thing, and without dragon eggs there would be no confinement, which meant that he would not be punished to meet Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest.

He really didn't want to participate in the protection of the Philosopher's Stone, and he had already warned Dumbledore that Quirrell had a problem, but he hadn't gotten Quirrell away until now.

This bad old man doesn't know what he's been thinking all day.

"Dudley. ”

Hearing this, Dudley felt as if his heart had been pounded, and he made a summary: as long as Dumbledore called him, nothing good would happen.

Dudley squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Is there something wrong?"

"Come and hold me, I can't walk after eating too much. ”

Dudley's mind was spinning wildly: What did Dumbledore want to do? What nonsense could he do if he couldn't walk? Is this treating me like an ancient eunuch?

"Come on!"

As soon as Dudley grabbed Dumbledore's hand, there was a fluctuation in his mind, and he hurriedly locked the communication channel when there was no door to the communication of consciousness.

After a few unsuccessful attempts, Dumbledore whispered, "Would you like to come to my office later?"

Dudley was crazy about narcissism: excellent people always get frequent attention from professors, and there is no way to be such a good person.

Narcissism only has a self-soothing effect, and he silently opens the channel of communication.

Bite.

Dudley's voice rang out in Dudley's head.

"Our fish have taken the bait. ”

Dudley was stunned, what do you mean by us? There was some bad speculation in his mind.

"Don't pretend you can't answer, Severus told me that you're proficient in Occlumency and Soul Extraction. ”

A misstep is hated for eternity.

Snape's telekinesis shouldn't have been blocked for convenience, and a false memory should have been provided so that he wouldn't be found to have studied Occlumency.

As for why Snape knew that he could dementor, it was entirely because he had died himself, and only those who were proficient in both could communicate with each other in their minds.

"Let me first state that it is only you, not us. ”

Dudley insisted that the most important thing was that Dumbledore couldn't make a moth.

Dumbledore didn't care about Dudley's answer, after all, Sun Monkey couldn't jump out of the palm of his hand, "I'm curious about a question, can I ask you?"

"Yes, but you've already asked a question. ”

"May I ask you two questions?" Dumbledore was unfazed.

"Yes, but you've already asked two questions. Dudley held back a smile and was very proud to see who could have the last laugh.

"May I ask you four questions?"

"Yes, but you've already asked four questions!"

Dumbledore's response was beyond Dudley's expectations, "I only knew that someone had slipped into the academy during the school year, but I couldn't confirm who it was, after all, everyone has this possibility, why were you so sure it was Quirinus Quirrell in the first place?"

Dudley's head was almost shocked out by Dumbledore, and everyone didn't have to play his cards like this.

"Since you have asked the question sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy that I am the omniscient prophet. ”

The corners of Dumbledore's eyes twitched unnaturally a few times, and the question was the same as asking in vain, "Do you know that Quirrell is behind Voldemort?" ”

"Oh my God, no, how could it be, isn't he dead?" Dudley's face was full of surprise, this was mainly to deceive Dumbledore, Occlumency only closed the brain and not the face, and it was absolutely impossible for Dumbledore to know that he already knew that Voldemort was not dead.

"Don't pretend, your acting skills are too exaggerated, learn more from Severus in the future. I didn't expect you to know so much!" Dumbledore said a little trick to break Dudley, "Does Harry already know?"

Dudley's face was full of embarrassment, the whole person was like a second fool, he gave up struggling, "No, you just say it, what do you want to do?"

"Ever since I found out that Quirrell had Voldemort's shadow behind him, a plan came to my mind, I wanted to try to get Harry to face Voldemort, after all, Voldemort ...... at this time"

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Dudley refused, "You don't have to think about it, this is not a joke, don't you know what level Harry is?

"With me and you, there will be no problem. ”

"You're overestimating me, I refuse!" Dudley closed the communication channel without saying a word.

"Professor, we're in the break room. Dudley had a slow look on his face.

Dumbledore looked at the crowd and said seriously, "One thing I want to tell you, don't go to Hagrid's side in the near future, the Forbidden Forest is not very safe for a while. ”

He raised an eyebrow at Dudley, touched his beard and turned to leave, without a hint of nostalgia.

Dudley looked at Dumbledore's departing back, his lungs about to blow up.