Over the course of one night, Dudley had domesticated all the Cornwall elves.

The good news is that even after domesticating such a large group, Dudley's body does not have any abnormalities, but his spirit is slightly sluggish.

The bad news is that not all Cornwall elves can evolve to LV2, except for the first one, all of them just remain LV1.

Perhaps because of the lessons of the Cornwall elves in the first lesson, Lockhart's subsequent lessons no longer have practical content.

Find 2-3 little wizards in each class to simply interpret the content in it, which is considered to be imparting knowledge, which is extremely perfunctory.

It's not so much a Defense Against the Dark Arts class as a theatrical performance.

Empty, boring, without any emotion, the point is not to learn a little knowledge, even if the experience in his book is very exciting.

But. It's just that it's not a learning material, just like you can't learn to descend the dragon from the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

Hermione thus kept Lockhart's evaluation to a minimum—not as good as Professor Quirrell, or at least learn how to deal with trolls.

The disciplinary team still reaps the scores in the hands of the professors in an almost predatory manner.

At present, except for a few young wizards who are still working hard, most of the four major academies have given up, and those young wizards who are still working hard don't know that they have been on the assessment list of the disciplinary group.

In this way, I spent the first month of the second grade safely.

It was still night, and Dudley slowly pushed open the door to the room, moving his slightly sore neck, and immediately made a sound like frying beans.

"It's finally done"

Looking at the finished objects in his hands, he rarely showed a satisfied smile.

It's a prop he's spent a long time developing.

The latest product of Alchemy + Magic Costume Transformation.

It was a spherical object, mainly red and white, with a gap dividing it into two halves, the upper half was red and the lower half was white, and there was a circular pattern in the center of the sphere.

If someone from Dudley's previous life saw it, they would definitely exclaim Poké Ball?!

It's too similar.

Except for the position of the circular pattern in the middle, the ball made by Dudley is not white but light blue in the middle, and yes, there is a small part of the 'magic crystal' that Voldemort obtained after refining it.

Anyway, Pixie and Charizard are here

It's not bad for such a ball.

Dudley originally wanted to call it Fantastic Beast Ball, but it was so ugly that he still called it Poké Ball.

"Go ahead."

Dudley flicked it upward, and the knock-off Poké Ball opened, and with a flash of light, Pixie appeared in front of him.

"Quack!"

Pixie made a fierce expression very cooperatively.

It feels pretty good.

Tossing a ration to Pixie, Dudley picked up the knock-off Poké Ball and pointed it at Pixie's location, and a red light shone on Pixi, and with the light he took it back.

The copycat version of the Poké Ball quickly shrank to only one-third of its original size, and it was gently placed on the waist, and it was tightly attached to the waist after hearing a slight 'click'.

Don't underestimate this little sphere.

This is an alchemical product with a high magical content.

The red light is the exclusive flying spell, the internal space is applied to the traceless stretching spell, the ability to be attached to the waist is the principle of the fixed spell, and the most important point of the transformation spell is to make use of the transformation spell, and the contract is also added to the entire Poké Ball

No one could use it except Dudley.

Ever since the Poké Ball came out of the cottage, Dudley has been digging into the Forbidden Forest as if he had found a new toy, but this time he is no longer looking for magical plants, but instead of looking for magical animals.

Not to mention, it took a week for Dudley to find a few nice magical creatures.

A sniff, a wicked bird, and a mandrake.

Well, the mandrake, which is obviously a magical plant, was actually domesticated by Dudley, and I don't know why.

These were all loaded into Dudley's knockoff version of the 'Poké Ball'.

Unfortunately, Charizard and Bald Pony cannot be domesticated at the moment, presumably due to Dudley's low level of domestication.

The only pity is that the 'magic crystal' is limited and cannot be mass-produced, otherwise Dudley would have to make him too hundred and eighty hidden in a small bag around his waist.

Come to think of it, Dursley gave an order, and 100,000 magical creatures instantly rushed out of a beast and slapped the opposite side to ensure that they could be beaten into pigs' heads.

Dudley doesn't like to do it himself, after all, people like him like him like to convince people with reason.

At present, his dream of 100,000 magical creatures has been completed by four out of 100,000.

Dudley is already thinking about how to get more 'Crystals'.

And so on, as if the raw materials are there themselves.

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Harry felt that he had been unlucky lately, he had been targeted by a first-year Gryffindor named Colin, who had been squatting on guard lately to take pictures of him

You know, Harry doesn't like to be famous

His favorite thing was to follow Dudley silently.

For this reason, Malfoy made no less jokes about it.

Of course, this is not the most unlucky, except for Colin, there is actually another person who has his eye on him - the professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts, Lockhart.

Ever since the beginning of the school year, Lockhart has been looking for opportunities to approach Harry, to be alone with Harry, and to teach him how to use his fame.

As for why not look for Dudley. Dudley didn't like each other at all, and Dudley's fame was limited to Hogwarts and the few people who knew his identity as Jerry's teacher, and most importantly, he wasn't as famous as Harry Potter.

You must know that the name Harry Potter alone is a golden sign.

That's the savior who saved the wizarding world.

It's not too much to say that wizards in the wizarding world owe him ten Galleons alone.

On this day, after the boring Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Harry was once again left behind by Lockhart.

Lockhart wants Harry to help him write back to his fans.

Harry wasn't Dudley, and there was no way to ignore Lockhart, who was currently only in his second year and couldn't refuse a professor's request.

So he stayed behind and worked with Lockhart to reply to the letters sent by fans.

Maybe I can help Brother D reply to fan letters in the future. ’

Harry tried to comfort himself.

Obviously, Lockhart and Brother D are both authors, why have I never seen Brother D reply to fan letters?

Harry thought wildly as he unconsciously listened to Lockhart's 'experience'.

"Who is it? How dare you disturb the slumber and wake up the great."

"I'm so hungry. I will have blood, I will have blood, I will be a living sacrifice."

"Let me eat you."

The hoarse, confused, and resentful voice startled Harry.

He hurriedly asked Lockhart, who was sitting next to him and was self-absorbed, but the other party heard nothing.

Harry was 100% sure it wasn't his auditory hallucination.

What should I do if I have difficulties? Just look for Brother D.

What should I do if I have doubts? Just look for Brother D.

What should I do if I have a problem? Just look for Brother D.

So. Why don't you ask the amazing Brother D?

So the next day, at the end of his morning workout, Harry found Dudley.

(End of chapter)