"Did you just see that? The way Lockhart was robbed of his wand was ridiculous. ”

Not far out of the classroom, Ron began to imitate Lockhart in an exaggerated tone, but he only succeeded in making Harry laugh, Hermione thought he was naïve, and Malfoy felt that he had missed the essence and did not imitate himself.

"By the way, Brother D, what do you want these things for?" Ron gestured to the cage in Dudley's hand.

The Cornish elves were still chattering and arguing when they saw Ron talking about them, and several of them grimaced at Ron.

Obviously, they can understand human language.

Unlike Kitsune, it's like a cockroach in Fantastic Beasts, and it can't communicate at all.

"I'm going to do some experiments with them, and by the way, Ron, they're scolding you."

"Scold me? What to scold me? Ron was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened: "Brother D, do you know what they are talking about?" ”

"I know a little bit of the language of elves."

Dudley explained as he walked, "They said you were noisy like a duck, well, now they're calling you a red-haired duck." ”

"Cool!"

Ron was genuinely amazed, not by the fact that he was scolded for being a red-haired duck.

No one is going to bother with a bunch of elves.

"A little bit of understanding, a little understanding." Dudley pretended to be modest.

'I even know the elf language, so I really deserve to be Brother D. Malfoy and Harry thought at the same time.

'Dudley can do anything?' No, I'll have to let him teach me. Hermione thought.

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At midnight, the moon climbed the branches, the young wizards fell asleep early, and the whole of Hogwarts gradually fell silent.

After the workout, Dudley returned to the dormitory, it was still the dormitory of the first year, it was still a single occupancy, Malfoy wanted to move in with him, but Dudley decisively refused, why should he share a room with others?

And the roommate is still a man?

Unfortunately, at Hogwarts, men and women are not allowed to sleep together.

Finding a table, Dudley took out the cage of Cornish elves, and the group of saboteurs who had been locked up for a day were still very active.

Hooked his fingers, the refining array glowed slightly, and a hand reached out from the cage to grab one of the Cornish elves.

The Cornish elves weren't cute creatures, but their blue skin reminded Dudley of a fairy tale creature.

Smurfs.

Looks like he's been given Gargamel's title.

Of course, the Smurfs are much cuter than this thing.

Dudley wants to try Magical Beasts

This is a very special ability that, like Fantastic Beasts, is only for Fantastic Beasts.

The captured Cornish elf looked a little frightened, as if he sensed something, and desperately tried to break free from the wooden palm, but it was in vain.

Dudley looked at the word Trainable looming on the other party's head, and turned on the Magical Beast Training Technique.

The moment it was opened, the Cornish elf immediately froze in place as if it had been under a petrification spell, and after a while, a layer of blue glow emanated from its head.

Dudley seemed to feel as if something had been sucked out of his body, but everything was normal under the panel, and there was no change in even the magic, as if it was just an illusion on his part, and before he could think about it, he felt as if something was going on in his mind.

There seems to be an extra layer of connection with this Cornish elf.

To confirm this, Dudley waved his hand slightly, and the large wooden hand immediately let go of the Cornish elf.

didn't run away, didn't attack, and didn't play pranks, but instead changed his usual mischief and looked at him timidly.

Dudley's heart moved, and he pulled out his homemade magical animal ration (for elves) and fed it to him.

The Cornish goblin immediately feasted on his rations.

I see, I'm hungry.

One ration was quickly consumed, and Dudley handed it a second.

Dudley felt that he could understand what the other person was thinking, but he was not yet proficient in this feeling, and he needed to practice diligently.

In the same way, the Cornwall elf can understand what he is thinking.

Dudley had a thought, and the Cornish elf flew up and brought a book from the table.

Just like the demons of other magical worlds.

Maybe it's better than making magic.

Immediately afterwards, Dudley found that under the display of the system, the original word 'domesticable' had changed to 'cultivated properly, it could evolve'.

Evolvable?

Evolve?

Well? How does it feel weird?

Dudley had a strange thought.

This. Aren't you really cultivating Pokémon? Or is it yes. Digimon Beast Tamer?

Dudley touched his smooth chin, and then the question arises, what about my divine plan?

Maybe I can cosplay the druids.

Dudley also wanted to know what this evolution was like, whether it was the evolution he understood, so he chose evolution.

Suddenly, a dazzling but not dazzling light enveloped the whole body of the Cornish elf, and the other party's body began to deform in front of Dudley's eyes, sometimes bigger, sometimes smaller, sometimes taller and sometimes shorter.

Ten seconds passed, and the flash finally faded, and a brand-new Cornish elf appeared in front of Dudley's eyes.

At the moment when the Cornwall Goblin completes his transformation, he seems to see little stars flashing around him.

The overall shape is still the same as that of the Cornish elf, but the body has more than doubled in size, the originally dry body has also swelled a little, and the part on the top of the head that was originally two tentacles has gradually turned into a pair of sharp horns.

This. And say you're not a Pokémon?

Dudley looked at the Cornish elf who had changed dramatically, and a thought unconsciously occurred in his heart.

I shouldn't have received a lawyer's letter, right?

Cornwall Elf LV2.

This is the lettering that appears on the top of the head of the Cornwall elf after it has completed its evolution.

"You'll be called Pixie from now on."

Regardless of whether the other party was happy or not, Dudley forcibly settled on the name.

Picxi, is a goblin in a European folktale, and a Cornish elf is a lexi, and a pixie is also a goblin.

Of course, the name is Pixi, not Pixi, and Dudley, who wrote a lawyer's letter or something, said that he refused to accept it, and if he insisted on sending it, he could only buy GF in advance, after all, it was only 1992.

The evolved Cornwall elves not only have a bigger head, but also significantly more powerful, faster, and seem to have a little more special abilities.

'Pop' Pixie snapped his fingers, blue powder swiped across his fingertips, and a book flew out of thin air.

"What are you capable of?"

Pixie nodded.

Yo, Dudley was instantly interested, and then he looked at the cage of Cornwall elves.

I'm almost hanging up and adding a new one, everyone vote quickly!

(End of chapter)