The toad is also known as the toad, commonly known as 'Leper Treasure', an amphibian with many bumps on the body surface and poisonous glands inside.

However, Neville was not an ordinary toad, but a golden-backed toad that could become invisible.

The golden-backed toad is a creature distributed in the countries north of Brazil in South America, and is a type of large toad, which is also more beautiful than other toads. Crucially, it's smart, and it's known as the Einstein of the toad.

Being invisible, however, is not something that a Goldenback Toad should have, presumably because Neville's Rif has some kind of magical animal blood.

Animals with the blood of magical beasts are already considered rare.

It seems that the little round-faced Neville has a good family background, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten a toad that can be invisible, didn't you see the sour tone of Ron next door after hearing the words of the pet toad.

"If I buy a toad, I'll try to get it lost as soon as possible."

"I didn't mean to lose it! It always wants to run away from me! ”

Neville retorted loudly, telling he really liked the toad called 'Reef'.

Perhaps it is the possession of some of the blood of magical beasts in his body that causes Neville's Goldenback Toad to be much smarter than the average Goldenback Toad.

"Can I help him? Dudley. ”

Looking at Neville's pitiful appearance, Hermione relented a little, and gently pulled the corner of Radhari's clothes and whispered.

Even if Hermione didn't say it, Dudley was going to help him, and it wasn't a big deal.

"I'll help you find it."

Dudley said as he put the book away completely, and eighty percent of them would not be able to read it until he arrived at Hogwarts.

In fact, his first impression of Neville, a little fat man, was not good, and his crying appearance did not have the temperament of a boy at all, but the other party's body was good and his skeleton was big, if he could exercise with him, he might not be able to have a good figure.

Dudley's words made Neville happy, but the next words made Neville feel bad.

"If you find it, can you lend it to me for a few days?"

Dudley wasn't a big fan of the toad, but the slime on it was a good potion adjunct.

Furthermore, he also wanted to know what was the difference between the slime of the Goldenback Toad with the bloodline of a magical beast and the slime of an ordinary Goldenback Toad.

"But... OK... Mr. Neville stammered with a sad face.

Seeing Neville agree, Dudley pulled out a small bottle of pink liquid with a slight impurity from the pouch around his waist.

"Fantastic Beasts Attractant (Inferior)"

This is a substance that Dudley produced incidentally when he was brewing potions, but fortunately, it was systematically displayed, otherwise Dudley, who did not know its effect, would have thrown it away as a failure.

As the system often says, 'Knowledge is a prerequisite for becoming a spellcaster', the sorcerer's failed potion waste is not necessarily useless.

Dudley asked Neville for Ley's usual rations, and carefully dripped a drop.

He only had a small vial, and he hadn't fully figured out how to produce this potion, so he couldn't mass-produce it.

After all, most of the failed potions are useless.

In fact, it would be more convenient if there was a flying charm, but Dudley would not, not only Hermione, who had successfully unleashed a few small spells even if he was untaught at home, but the flying charm was only learned in the fourth year of Hogwarts.

A faint strange scent began to permeate the carriage, and of course this fragrance could not be smelled by ordinary people, only Fantastic Beasts and Dudley could smell it.

After a while, a magical scene happened.

'Goo... Goo...'

With the sound of the toad's characteristic chirping and a few subtle jumps, a toad with a back the size of a golden palm gradually appeared on the table, munching on its rations.

"Oh, Levle. You're back! ”

Neville happily picked up the toad and rubbed it in his arms.

Dudley knew why the other party had fled, and for the amphibians who liked to stay in dark, damp places, Neville's behavior of directly hugging the other party was definitely not okay, and the human body temperature was too high for them.

It's strange if you don't run away.

"It's a potion..."Ron stared at the vial in Dudley's hand, surprised, "I've heard George and Fred say that potions are magical potions, and sometimes they can do things that many spells can't do. ”

"Harry, did your brother make it himself?"

After receiving Harry's affirmative reply, he lowered his voice and whispered, "Your brother is amazing. ”

Then, in a voice that he could hear, he whispered, 'It's not like my brother only bullies me. ’

Maybe it's not uncommon for young wizards who have not yet entered school to teach themselves to cast a few little magics, and every year there are such little talented little wizards, but I have never heard of those who can teach themselves to boil potions.

The boiling of potions often comes with danger.

Hearing the other party praise his brother, Harry instantly puffed up his chest, and his heart was even happier, even happier than the other party praised himself, and his good impression of Ron suddenly increased.

"That's Dudley, I've never seen anything he wouldn't."

Harry didn't hesitate to compliment.

When it comes to blowing Dudley, Harry has always left no stone unturned.

"Neville, if you really like 'Rifle', you should learn how to raise it seriously."

Dudley persuaded Neville with kindness, and as he spoke, he took out a book from his backpack and handed it to Neville, "You have this book, sometimes it never hurts to study more." ”

It's not a magic book, it's just a Muggle-published guide to keeping cold-blooded animals, which happens to have information on raising amphibians.

Dudley's luggage can be described as full of everything, there are several sets of fitness equipment such as dumbbells, and only his strength can move it.

"Thank you, sir."

Neville carefully put away the book as if he had found a treasure, and suddenly his fear of Dudley was a little less, and he was a little closer, and Dudley's image in his heart became even taller.

Because of his cowardly personality, Neville has not had many friends since he was a child, especially a young wizard like Dudley, who was very kind to him as soon as they met, and his nose was slightly sour.

Dudley said, "You can call me Dudley. ”

"Yes, Mr. Dudley."

The cubicle door was pushed open again, but not softly like Ron, nor like Neville knocking before opening, but very roughly.

The three boys walked in, led by the little platinum-haired boy who was scared by Dudley's crying, but he didn't notice Dudley, and as soon as he entered the door, he stared at Harry with interest on his face, tilted his head slightly and said to Harry with his nostrils.

"The whole train was talking about Harry Potter in this compartment. That's you, right? ”