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

Snape's tone sounded impatient, and he seemed reluctant to talk to Dumbledore about Dudley: "Maybe you can inherit all my potions, maybe you can go to the next level, maybe you can become the Minister of Magic. Who knows. ”

"But Albus, don't spoil him too much. The elixir of truth can't be abused even by an Auror, not to mention that he's just a young wizard who hasn't even finished the first grade. ”

Compared to the serious Snape, Dumbledore's tone was much more cheerful, only to see two more candies in his mouth, winking at Snape.

"Severus, you said as well, he's just a kid. No one would believe that a young wizard in the first year would make a truth potion. And I think he's right, Hogwarts is about to change the status quo. ”

"And when it comes to not spoiling him, you are."

Snape didn't answer Dumbledore, just snorted coldly and waved the sleeve of his pure black robe: "If it's okay, I'll go back first." ”

After Snape left, Dumbledore sat in his seat and pondered Dudley's remarks.

"Very trendy theory."

It's not unreasonable for the four academies to be one, it's just that he really can't do it.

Then he thought about Dali's sentence that there is no class.

"If it weren't for the Slytherin ethos, then maybe Tom wouldn't."

This kind of thing, who knows.

"What do you think, headmasters?"

Dumbledore asked the portraits of the Headmasters overhead.

"Amazing little wizard, he really knows a lot."

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

Dalyse Derwente.

As well as being the Headmaster of Hogwarts, he is also a very famous healer.

"It's a bold idea to unite four houses."

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

"Albus, his ideas are even more whimsical and daring than yours, how did you assign him to the Sorting Hat in Gryffindor?"

The tone was full of appreciation for Dudley.

"Hey, you just complimented him on his idea, how can there be any Gryffindor in four houses combined."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a picture that retorted.

"He's ambitious, I see his ambition, and it's a Slytherin."

This time it was a cunning-looking old man, Phineas Nigelus Black, the only Slytherin Headmaster in Hogwarts history. Also known as the least popular Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Shut up, Phineas!"

Poor Phineas had just finished speaking when he was dragged away by the headmasters in the frame next door.

He was still shouting about Slytherin glory or something.

"He's right, I think a disciplinary team should be set up 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 Hogwarts history, 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.

"Oh, my God. It's so late, and I don't know if the Skull Band has arrived, so it's time to start the dinner. ”

Halloween decorations filled the hall, a thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling, and a thousand more swirled above the table like a low cloud, causing the candle flames in the pumpkin's belly to flutter and float in the sky.

It's a very festive atmosphere.

If you ignore the Gryffindor table, there is one less little wizard in the first year slot.

"Dudley, are you alright?"

After seeing Dudley come to the hall like no one, Hermione and the others surrounded him with a look of surprise.

Look east and west, trying to see if Dudley is missing anything.

"Didn't Professor Dumbledore embarrass you?"

Dudley rubbed Hermione's little head, "Of course it's fine, I said it, we have a point." ”

Reason goes all over the world.

Well, not only the truth but also the physics.

He patted Harry and Ron on the shoulders again, "Ron, thank you for stepping up at this critical moment. ”

"No, I. I didn't do anything. ”

Ron was a little embarrassed to be said, and suddenly thought of something and his face was happy: "Mr. Dursley, you called me by the right name." ”

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

But now there's another one.

"Don't call me Mr. Dursley, if you don't dislike me, you can call me Brother D the same way Harry does."

Harry was slightly unhappy when he said this, 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 like today and can't do anything."

"It's about strengthening, not just physical exercise."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll take a little time to teach you spells."

Dudley was referring to something else, and his theoretical knowledge was more than enough to teach Harry.

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

"Really?" Harry and Ron said with a happy face.

Today's little sun-level 'fluorescent flicker' of Dudley was an eye-opener for them, and it was really cool enough.

Dudley suddenly turned his head and said to Neville, who was sitting alone on the bench, "Mr. Longbottom, if you don't mind, meet at the gates of Hogwarts at seven o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

He extended a cordial invitation to Neville, and added at the end.

"Your body is really good for exercising."

"Really, really, really?"

Neville stumbled with an incredulous expression.

Dudley nodded, "Of course, if you want to." ”

"I do."

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

Dudley spent a moment at the Gryffindor table, then sat back down at the Slytherin table as the feast was about to begin.

At the Slytherin table, Dudley was surrounded by only Malfoy and his two henchmen.

To be precise, Malfoy was going to follow Dudley, Crabbe and Goyle were dragged by him, and the two little fat men sat next to Malfoy tremblingly, with pale faces and expressions of dying at any time.

"Why are you so afraid of me? I don't eat people. Dudley touched his smooth chin and muttered to himself.

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

As if he knew something, Malfoy whispered to Dudley.

Another theory of whether to eat or not to eat people, and I don't know where it came from, said that Dudley only used a spell to make Gryffindor kill each other.

The Gryffindor first-year bench is proof of that.

This made the young wizards of Slytherin even more in awe of Dudley.

Naturally, those who are afraid of him are even more afraid.

Soon after taking their seats at the Slytherin table, the professors were seated one after another, and with Dumbledore's announcement, the banquet officially began.

Dudley picked up a small lamb chop and put it in his mouth to get a whole bone. I only heard him chew and say: "Actually, after getting along with me for a long time, you will know that I am very approachable and elegant and easy-going. ”

"Right, Draco?"

Named by Dudley, Malfoy said something against his heart that even he didn't believe.

"Uh, yes, Brother D."

(End of chapter)