"One, I can't go to school hungry."

"Second, dry your clothes in good weather."

"Third, pay attention to the traffic when crossing the road."

"Fourth, don't rely on the strength of others."

"5. Don't play barefoot on the ground."

Five words and five slogans came out of Malfoy's mouth, repeating them over and over again as he ran.

At first glance, these five sentences feel childish, but in fact, there is a deeper meaning hidden behind them.

Don't go to school hungry, it means that you have to be well prepared to do anything, and if you don't do it well, it is likely to lead to falling short and losing all your efforts.

When the weather is good, you should dry the quilt, which indicates that you should seize a specialty and carry it forward, and do not miss opportunities and opportunities.

When crossing the road, you should pay attention to the traffic coming and going, which indicates that you should pay attention to any detail when doing things, and you must not miss a fish that slips through the net, and you must be cautious and pay attention to the details of success or failure.

Don't rely on the strength of others, it indicates that you will do your own things, you must rely on your own strength no matter what, and the satisfaction after completing things with your own strength is something that you can't experience when others help you complete it.

Playing barefoot on the ground indicates that you must have hole cards when doing things, pay attention to protect yourself, be prepared to do anything, and be sure to pay attention to safety.

These five sentences also have a name - the five oaths of Ott.

In fact, Malfoy's running was just a reflex shout, and his brain began to become blurry and difficult to concentrate as early as the second lap. Sweat rolled down his forehead, his cheeks flushed, his throat felt like smoke, his body felt as hot as burning in a furnace, and his feet were as uncomfortable as lead.

By the end of the second lap, Malfoy felt that every step he took, and even every breath, was extremely difficult, and his body felt as if it had reached its limit and was about to explode.

However, every time he felt that his body had reached its limit, a spoon would fall from the sky and smash it on the top of his head with great precision, and the pain was Malfoy's first reaction, but this pain was accompanied by a trace of over-electric comfort and sun-like warmth, which made him miraculously persevere.

Occasionally, Malfoy looked back and seemed to see light in Dudley's hand.

Magic?

Malfoy didn't know what it was, and now he had only one purpose in mind, to finish training.

As Malfoy finished lap three, Dudley stopped him as he tried to keep running.

"Today's volume has been completed, albeit a little later than I expected."

From seven to ten o'clock, it took three hours to complete.

This is still under the supervision of Dali, and if it were not for him, it is estimated that it would have more than tripled.

Malfoy's consciousness was also pulled back to reality, and the person gradually came to his senses.

'Done?' I? ’

His eyes widened, and there was an incredible look on his slightly flushed pale little face.

"Congratulations on persevering, it's good, it's more persistent than I thought."

Dudley was unsparing in his praise.

After listening to Dudley's words, Malfoy was sure that he was really done, and at that moment he only felt that his body was warm, and the whole person felt a sense of sublimation.

I did it! On my own! ’

As the only son of the Malfoy family, he used to be pampered at home, and his parents, elders, and friends all cared for him, and his peers were all centered on him.

'You were born noble, you were born pure-blooded, you were born superior to other wizards. This was what his father, Lucius had taught him since he was a child.

Malfoy, who grew up in such a situation, naturally had an extremely bad personality, and was completely spoiled as a child.

And such Malfoy has never set any goals for himself, nor has he worked hard to achieve them, many times he only needs to move his mouth, and the family can satisfy him...

So Malfoy had never experienced this feeling, the feeling of breaking through the self and conquering the self.

Only those who like to exercise and surpass themselves know.

It's tiring, but it's not bad.

This is the charm of building muscle.

"This potion can relieve your muscle fatigue, drink him."

Dudley pulled a bottle of potion out of his pocket and handed it to Malfoy.

Malfoy, who felt very good, already had a reflexive obedience to Dudley at this time, and took the potion and drank it without thinking about it.

After drinking the potion, the originally sore limbs were suddenly relieved a lot, and there was a warm feeling in the body, which I couldn't say, but it was very comfortable.

'Excellent! ’

Malfoy almost screamed in comfort, and suddenly felt that it was good to work out with Dudley.

Now Malfoy's treatment of Dudley is not just Mu Qiang, but also part of the Stockholm effect.

"Go back and rest, a little earlier tomorrow, the time will be changed to six o'clock, remember not to be late. By the way, there may be one more person tomorrow, but... He doesn't exercise. ”

The man Dudley was talking about was Harry, and Harry asked Hedwig to send a letter to Dudley last night, saying that he had something to do last night and would sleep late, so he wouldn't be coming to see Dudley this morning.

Except for a few cases, this guy basically arrives on time every day.

Dudley had invited him to work out with him, but he was turned down, but he enjoyed watching Dudley workout.

Is it more interesting to watch others work out than to work out yourself?

Dudley didn't understand.

He waved his hand for Malfoy to leave.

Malfoy said he would be there on time tomorrow, feeling full of energy, and limped towards the Slytherin common room.

Dudley glanced meaningfully at Malfoy's back.

It seems that Malfoy is a thorn in the side of Slytherin, likes to cause trouble, and provokes himself many times, but in fact he is the best guy to deal with in the whole of Slytherin.

That's why Dudley chose him.

After the morning exercise, Dudley didn't go to rest, took a shower, took a notebook, and went out again.

Under the astonished eyes of Mrs. Pince, the librarian, and the other young wizards, Dudley walked over to a shaggy girl in the corner and sat down.

After all, with Dudley's size, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he loves to learn.

"Why is it so late today?" Hermione asked, seemingly nonchalantly.

Dudley pulled out a book on the analysis of spells and flipped through it: "Spend a little more exercise with a little friend." ”

"Girls?"

"Boy."

"I'll go tomorrow too."

'Why did you change sex today?' ’

Dudley glanced at Hermione in surprise, he had offered Hermione to work out with him, but he had rejected him like Harry, but the difference was that Hermione didn't want to develop muscles as exaggerated as Dudley.

Because Dudley also gave Hermione a science lesson.

Under normal circumstances, the muscle gain efficiency of girls is not as good as that of boys, which is caused by physiological differences, the secretion level of testosterone is different, and it is impossible for Hermione to exercise Dudley without deliberately focusing on muscle training.

In all fairness, Dudley still likes athletic girls, curvy figures, tight... Ahem.

"Look at what? No? Hermione bared her teeth at Dudley.

However, her striking pair of rabbit teeth, no matter how you look at it, do not reflect the meaning of threat, but are very cute.

"Ahem, be quiet!"

The voice of Mrs. Pince, the librarian, had been keeping an eye on Dudley, who was such a big man.