Cedric Diggory, Hufflepuff of the year, was the undisputed first in his fourth year, and even Slytherin, who was in his own year, thought that he could easily get an O (Excellent) in any subject. Any professor who had taught him, even as strict as Professor Snape, praised him.

He is a boy full of reason, talent, and graceful demeanor.

It has a reputation as "everything one would expect from a Hogwarts student".

It is extremely popular in Hufflepuff House and is known as the pride of the entire Hufflepuff House.

Equivalent to Dudley's prestige in Slytherin House.

In the original Goblet of Fire, when students from other houses wore the "Potter Stinky" badge because they misunderstood Harry's use of dastardly tactics to become a warrior, he immediately persuaded his friends to take the badge off.

When Harry told Cedric what he knew about the first match, Cedric continued to promote the quality of fairness and harmony, reminding Harry of the decryption method of the second project in order to level the playing field.

Excellent, stubborn and full of sense of justice.

It is precisely because of this that Dudley chose to make him the first subject of the disciplinary team, and these qualities in him are exactly what the disciplinary team needs.

In one of the Slytherin rooms, the contents were mostly emptied, leaving only an empty room except for a desk.

"You've got a solid foundation in spells. Defense Against the Dark Arts is also very good, and it has its own unique perspective on Transfiguration, and all you lack right now is constant practice and plenty of time to grow. ”

Dudley stood in front of Cedric to make a brief comment on each of his subjects, while Hermione sat at the table behind him, jogging down something on parchment.

He's quite optimistic about Cedric, really good.

"I'm more than a star and a half short of you." Cedric said breathlessly.

His hand holding his wand was trembling slightly, and his forehead, face, and body were covered with sweat, and he could see that he was tired.

In fact, Dudley didn't make a move at all against Cedric.

The examiner wasn't Dudley himself at all, and certainly not Hermione.

Strictly speaking, it's not a human at all.

Rather, between the two, a Cornish elf flying in mid-air.

Picxi.

"Smack"

Picxi snapped his fingers lightly, and a small whirlwind immediately blew up.

"One last test, figure out how to calm it down, I guess it's pretty simple for you."

"Yes." Cedric raised his wand again.

As an all-round student, Cedric's magical biology is also very good, and of course he knows what level of magical creatures the Cornwall elves belong to.

Nothing but trick-or-treating.

Something that can be killed in an instant with just a small spell can be cultivated into such a powerful creature.

Cedric thought that the Cornish elf in front of him was the most powerful magical creature he had ever seen in his life.

I really don't know how he did it.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being the king of Slytherin.

The small whirlwind was not very powerful, and it didn't take much effort for Cedric to calm down.

"Come back, Pixie, you're doing a great job."

The red light shone on the Cornwall elf, disappeared in front of the eyes of the three of them, and the red and white balls were placed on their waists, and they automatically attached themselves to them.

Dudley turned to Cedric, "Congratulations on passing the test, you will be a member of the disciplinary team in the future, I hope you can contribute to the construction of Hogwarts." ”

"Mr. Dursley, thank you very much for your guidance."

Cedric bowed to Dudley and said from the bottom of his heart, "I will certainly live up to your expectations of me. ”

His tone and demeanor were unusually respectful, as if he was facing a professor.

"Your talent is good, don't waste it." Dudley patted Cedric on the shoulder, giving encouragement in the tone of a senior to a junior.

It is clear that Dali is two years younger than him, and Cedric is the senior, but this scene is very harmonious and not a little awkward in the eyes of outsiders.

Even the person in question, Cedric, took it for granted.

"Compared to you, it's not worth mentioning."

"Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, assemble on the lawn outside Hogwarts Castle, I think you should know."

"Yes."

"Dudley, I've got his information in order, and I'm ready to hand it over to Headmaster Dumbledore."

Hermione handed a thick pile of sheepskin into Dalley's hand, all of which were information about Cedric.

"You've done me a great favor, Hermione."

Hermione, as secretary, was undoubtedly excellent, top-notch.

Every detail is well organized, with little to no bothering on Dudley.

"Do you really want him to join?"

"Of course, the discipline team is not enough to rely on a few of us, and we can't keep busy, we need to attract more excellent talents."

Of course, Dudley would not say that as long as there are enough good people, he can be 'lazy' in the open.

Fighting alone is always inferior, no matter how profound the mana is, no matter how powerful the strength is, don't you see that the famous dark wizard Grindelwald also has his own supporters, the "Grindelwald Army" (not called "Saints")? The Dark Lord Voldemort also had Death Eaters who followed him?

In fact, it was not for nothing that Cedric was chosen in the first place.

He's good on the one hand, and on the other hand, because he's a Hufflepuff and even Hufflepuff can join the disciplinary group, so why can't the other three houses?

Exiting the principal's office, Dudley walked towards his dorm room, the ruby ring on his index finger glowing red.

Gently push open the door of the room.

I saw that there was probably a small and scrawny creature trapped in the refining array that he had built with the transformation of his magic costume.

The creature had bat-sized ears, bulging eyes the size of a tennis ball, and a long, pointed, Pinocchio-like nose.

There is no doubt that this is a house-elf.

A presence similar to the more than a hundred house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen.

It is said that the prototype of the house-elf is the legendary brown elf of Scotland, which is a kind of elf that always wears a brown ragged suit, hopes to live in harmony with humans, and will help humans with household chores, but cannot pay them, and they will disappear if they are given, and they cannot be paid and will disappear if they are not paid.

The other party saw that Dudley had found him, and kept snapping his fingers, as if he wanted to cast a spell and leave.

However, this refining array is specifically targeted by Dudley for the magical qualities of the house-elves, which can suppress the magic in his body and block his spell casting.

Dudley looked at the trapped house-elf and said sarcastically.

"I didn't expect that house-elves are also part-time thieves."

(End of chapter)