Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

"Chinchilla?"

Vernon's hand on the table trembled, and the expression on his face looked a little unnatural:

"Dudley, I think you can think about it, some of my business partners are in the pet business.

Our family can consider a more loyal Labrador or Golden Retriever, or a smaller Persian cat, which should be easier to feed...

As for the rats or something..."

Vernon picked up the brown sugar water from the table in embarrassment, put it in his mouth and took a sip. Drinking a cup of sweet tea every morning can make his brain clearer, and he subconsciously glanced at his wife beside him.

Seeing her husband's slightly begging eyes, Petunia did not take Vernon's side this time. She glanced at Dudley and said:

"Vernon! The most basic behavior of a father is to keep your promise in front of your children. After all, you made a promise three weeks ago..."

Seeing that Petunia was about to settle the old score, Vernon waved his hand quickly:

"Okay, okay, I see, what about a chinchilla, isn't it, this is the thousand pounds I promised in advance, Dudley, you can use it to buy a separate room for this mouse.

How to say it will be a member of our big family in the future. "

Dudley smiled and took the purchase money from Vernon. It was obvious that his father had recently negotiated a project with the developer, otherwise he wouldn't be so generous.

Vernon said as if he remembered something again:

"If my guess is correct, the Children's Biology Journal calls in the morning, then the postman should send us the manuscript fee and call for papers in the afternoon. Dudley must complete this meaningful moment by yourself."

Hearing his father's voice, Dudley just smiled faintly. All this was planned in advance by Dudley. In Morrison's biological laboratory, he had put the real chinchilla into the experiment with the boa constrictor.

And this period of time happened to be a growth cycle, and it was impossible for the chinchilla to be placed in Morrison's biology laboratory all the time. If something unexpected happened, his plan might come to naught.

After breakfast, Dudley looked into the utility room under the stairwell where Harry lived.

There was still a lock on the front of his hut. It seemed that the last incident at the zoo obviously made Vernon a little frightened. In order to hide the "fear" in his heart, he had forbidden Harry to eat breakfast for two consecutive weeks.

But this didn't bother Dudley. Harry was his valuable material for wizard observation. In terms of food, he had already secretly bought a large amount of it, and gave it to Dudley with dry bread and canned food.

He didn't have time to take care of Harry's mood today.

Dudley walked out of the room with the thousand pounds that Vernon gave him, hailed a taxi on the side of the road, and hurried to Morrison's laboratory.

He wanted to see the new species he had created.

A chinchilla with living cells from the eye part of a boa constrictor....

.......

The taxi stopped, and Dudley paid ten pounds, and came to the tall office building he was familiar with in his memory.

This is the entrance of the Morrison Biological Laboratory. Before entering the door, I saw a young man in a white coat smiling and waving:

"Dudley didn't expect you to come so early today."

Dudley paused, and saw Evans who had shown him around the biology laboratory before, walking over:

"My lovely Dudley, you are a genius!

The genetic hypothesis of dragonfly larvae and chinchilla eyes is so wild, how did you come up with it? "

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ps: "Hey, I wanted to take a break and work hard to code, come on and update~"