As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the entire auditorium.

Compared to the collective glaring of the Gryffindors, the Slytherins were beaming, because they knew the man they were all too familiar with.

It was the esteemed Mr. Dursley of their college.

"Who are you to say that?"

Not long after Dudley finished speaking, someone immediately jumped out and asked.

This person Dudley recognized, and he also specially memorized a small book, Lee Jordan, Hogwarts Quidditch narrator, aside from the level of commentary, as a narrator, his commentary has a very obvious target, unlimited bias towards Gryffindor, unlimited for Slytherin.

The other Gryffindor wizards also stood up excitedly, and sat back after Dumbledore emphasized a moment of silence.

Dudley didn't bother to talk to them, and looked at Professor McGonagall with a slight apology: "Professor McGonagall, I beg your pardon, I didn't mean to target you, let alone insult Godric Gryffindor, I'm talking about this group of Gryffindors who have done nothing, they are not qualified and deserve the honor of the House Cup. ”

These little wizards of Gryffindor are not directed at Professor McGonagall.

Reckless, impulsive, only knows how to get into trouble, play pranks, and get into trouble.

Are they eligible?

If they were eligible, the total score should not be 111.

Without Hermione's active answers, it took two full semesters to go from double digits to early triple digits.

It's an insult to the rest of the effort to still get the first place!

Hufflepuffs are all more qualified than Gryffindure.

"I don't think you guys at Gryffindor heard one thing clearly."

Dudley's voice was deep and penetrating, calmly facing the countless pairs of eyes that wanted to beat him to death, and not paying attention to them.

Ripple qigong, assassination techniques to beat the enemy, alchemy, and countless potions around your waist.

Before you know it, Dudley is already strong.

Even if there is still a certain distance from the truly powerful wizards, it is not comparable to these little wizards.

"Headmaster Dumbledore's bonus points are given to them personally, not to Gryffindor."

It can be summed up in one sentence: 'Don't be sentimental, those points are not added to Gryffindor.' Dumbledore didn't announce from start to finish that Gryffindor had won the House Cup.

"Does it make a difference?"

The Gryffindor's little wizards didn't notice anything wrong.

Is there a difference between giving to an individual and giving them Gryffindor?

Most Gryffindors didn't notice that Dudley's current behavior had gone beyond the bounds, and that it wasn't what a student should do, and that no professor had risen up to stop him.

This was the key to being discovered by many clever Slytherin and Ravenclaw, as well as a handful of Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, such as Percy in Year 5 and Cedric in Year 3.

"It's a big difference."

Dudley said, turning to look at Dumbledore, "Dear Headmaster, it's up to you to announce this, or to me." ”

"Come on." Dumbledore said.

Dudley nodded, "Starting today, Hogwarts will have a new organization in addition to the seniors of the four houses and the presidents of the male and female student council."

"Discipline Group."

"Ron, Neville, Harry, and Hermione are all reserve members of the disciplinary team."

"And I, Dudt Sley, am a full member of the disciplinary team."

"We take care of the injustice on campus. We take care of the injustices on campus. We have to deal with bullying incidents in schools. ”

When he said the last sentence, Dudley's eyes were like a sharp sword looking directly at Gryffindor, and the incident was quite disturbing, and he also expelled several students, except for the nerds who only knew how to read.

None of the Gryffindors present dared to look at him.

Momentum is such a thing, once it shows weakness, it will be a thousand miles.

At this point, Dudley, with the tacit approval of the professors, took control of the situation by himself.

"We welcome anyone to join us as long as they have the ability"

"One Last Thing"

"Draco!"

Malfoy, who was called by Dudley's name, stood up excitedly.

"You deserve the honor of your opponent, and you deserve 100 points for that."

Malfoy looked up and raised his chin like a proud peacock, even though it wasn't the headmaster who praised him, but Dudley, who was also in the first year.

I was praised, I was praised by Brother D. ’

Dudley clasped his hands together as he spoke, and a brand new hourglass was immediately added next to the hourglass of the four colleges. The points that had been given to Harry were instantly transferred to the new hourglass, and in an instant, this new hourglass surpassed the hourglass that originally belonged to the four houses.

"I think. Glory should belong to the disciplinary group! ”

The hands were closed again, and the refining array on the back of the hands emitted a faint glow, and the layout of the auditorium, which had originally changed to a red tone and a lion pattern, changed again, black and silver were intertwined, with a hint of mystery in the seriousness.

At the same time, the lion's pattern has also changed, and it is not a giant serpent that belongs to Slytherin.

It was a creature with thick dark fur all over its body, bright eyes, and a horn on its forehead, like a cow but not a cow, like a sheep and not a sheep.

The hedgehog, also known as the Renfa beast, can distinguish the straight and the right, representing the fair beast.

Dudley's hand deeply shocked the young wizards present, what it would have required several senior Gryffindor seniors to work together to cast spells could be done with just a clapping of both hands.

And others didn't know that Dudley was performing alchemy.

For them, Dudley's performance right now is

Cast spells without a wand

Something that even many wizards with advanced mana can't do.

Compared to the surprise and amazement of the other three houses, the young wizards of Slytherin House seemed extremely calm.

'What a worthy Mr. Dursley'

The common voice of the young wizards of Slytherin.

The sound of flapping wings sounded in the auditorium, and an owl was seen descending from the sky.

It was there to deliver the letter, and the recipient was Dudley, Dudley Dursley.

Beautiful parchment cover.

A delicate gilded letter, and a shiny Merlin Order of the Third Class.

The audience was silent.

This time, even the professors in the audience were stunned.

That's the real Merlin Medal, even if it's Lin Rank 3, not everyone can have it!

"Dursley! Our King! ”

In the long table of Slytherin House, Pansy stood up excitedly and took the lead in shouting, and the second to react was Malfoy, his originally pale face was flushed, and then more Slytherin wizards also stood up from the long table and shouted.

The call seemed to have been rehearsed early in the morning, uniform and sonorous.

Loud shouts almost overturned the entire auditorium.

"Stop Gryffindor from winning the House Cup, win."

(End of chapter)