hello mr draco

In fact, Dudley is not used to food from the wizarding world. At home, he can use some means to get his parents to buy some ingredients from Huaguo to cook.But now at school, everything must follow the trend, not to mention the food at Hogwarts is not too bad, except that there is no rice.

After dinner, the prefects of each grade took the students of each grade to the common room.

Dudley saw that Harry seemed to come over to ask him to say something, but soon, the prefects of Gryffindor led the students of their house and walked towards the stairs.

Dudley was with Draco, and just now he met two friends introduced by Draco.

The Slytherin common room was underground, and they were led there by the Slytherin first-year 'Gemma Farley', a very pretty young witch.

"Purebred!" Gemma Farley stopped at the door, facing many first-year students, and began to say seriously: "This will be our password for this semester, and anyone who happens to forget the password will deserve it!"

Afterwards, the serious-looking prefect strode into the common room.The low ceiling was the first thing Dudley and Draco noticed when they entered the common room one after the other.

The common room was a long, thin room with rough stone walls and ceiling.The oil lamp glowed green, hanging from the chandelier, swinging and hanging from the ceiling.The fireplace is carved very magnificently, and carved chairs are placed around it.When Dudley first read about Slytherin House in the books, he didn't have much fantasy.I think it should be very bad.Until I experienced it myself, I found that although this is a very humid public room, many things look extraordinary.

The common room in Slytherin was shared by two people. According to the nameplate number, Dudley was honored to find that he and Draco were in the same dormitory.

After returning to his dormitory, as soon as he entered the door, Dudley saw his luggage on the bed.Like Draco's luggage, it was neatly placed on the bed, but the amount was a bit staggering.

Dudley began to complain when he saw Draco lazily laying down on the bed and moving the extra things to the floor.

"That guy was sitting next to me, did you see it just now?"

Dudley wasn't quite sure what Draco was talking about, so he blinked curiously.Just hang up the clothes in the box one by one in the closet, and then put the books on his desk.

"Which thing?" Forgive him for his lack of memory, during dinner, he spent all his energy on the food, and didn't even look around with extra eyes.

"Didn't you see it?!" Draco looked very surprised, after all, that guy was sitting next to him: "Bloody Man Baro! He was sitting next to me, and you didn't even see it. Fortunately, you didn't see it, so Guys have always affected my appetite."

Hearing what Draco said, Dudley seemed to recall that there seemed to be a ghost sitting next to Draco.That ghost seems to belong to Slytherin, tie the ghost.He did take a look at it, but for him who has watched all kinds of horror movies in modern times, the ghost in Slater can only match the elves in fairy tales, and there is nothing scary about it.

Although the blood man Barrow was thin and withered, and his robe was still covered with silver blood spots, but his dull eyes looked like an otaku who stayed up late.

Dudley wondered if it would be too funny for him to describe it like this?Anyway, he himself felt very similar.

After he had arranged his clothes and lay down on the bed, he suddenly found that Draco hadn't arranged his things.

"Aren't you going to talk about it, Draco?"

When his name was called, Draco's platinum-blond hair burst out from under the covers.Suddenly, he seemed to remember that he hadn't bathed yet, so he hurriedly picked up a pajamas and rushed to the bathroom.

From the hurried look in the guy's eyes, Dudley knew that the kid wouldn't be able to fold his own clothes at home.After all, for a family like Draco's, with a bunch of house-elves supporting him, it would be a miracle to be able to do this by himself.

Although they don't tidy up these things themselves, there will be elves to help them do it the next day.But he felt that this was inappropriate, so he helped Draco tidy up while he was taking a shower.

Then he shouted at the person who was putting water in the bathroom to take a shower: "Draco, do you need me to help you pack your luggage?"

The sound of running water rang for a while before Draco's voice came from the bathroom: "Okay!" But the voice sounded rather embarrassed.

Dudley confirmed again and again that Draco was really busy in the bathroom, so he waved his fingers, and the boxes automatically opened one after another, and the clothes inside jumped into the wardrobe neatly.The books in the remaining box were automatically sorted on the desk, and the parchments were automatically placed one by one.

He doesn't need a magic wand, he only needs to concentrate his thinking, and soon, he can control his magic power according to many of his own thoughts.He began to envy his best friend a little bit.

Waiting for Draco to come out in his pajamas with wet hair.He was surprised to find that he had seven boxes in such a short period of time. Since Dudley had sorted all the contents inside, he didn't make a single sound.

"If you go to sleep without wiping your hair, be careful of catching a cold." Dudley was sitting at his desk flipping through the newly bought textbook "Standard Spells: Beginner", written by Miranda Gosack.The book was good, but useless to Dudley, a shape-shifter.

Draco brushed his still-dripping hair; he used to have house elves serving him when he was at home.He never worried about his hair still being wet.Now that he came to school, he didn't think about this kind of problem at all. Facing his wet hair, he felt a little worried and swollen.

Dudley sighed, feeling that no matter how good Draco was, he was still just a kid.Growing up surrounded by countless house elves, he is indeed excellent in some places, but still lacks in growth in some places.

"Do you need me to wipe it for you?"

Draco blushed with embarrassment, and he always put on a proud posture in front of outsiders.But when facing Dudley alone, his true character is revealed.

"Okay thank you!"

Dudley dug out a soft absorbent handkerchief from Draco's closet, came to Draco's bed and sat down, then began to help Draco dry his wet hair.In fact, he can use magic, with a light tap of his finger, all the moisture in the hair evaporates instantly.But in that case, the damage to the hair is relatively large.He looked at Draco's platinum blonde hair with envy.

"Draco."

"?" Draco just shook his head habitually, as if he didn't understand why Dudley called his name.

"Actually, if you spray less hairspray, it will be better."

Draco silently considered the meaning of Dudley's words, but when he thought of this new friend, he didn't show any special opinion on his appearance.Simply nodded and said: "I will try it tomorrow."

"By the way, looking at Harry, he seems to be very dependent on you. Don't you worry that he is alone in Gryffindor?" Draco still remembered that when Dudley was assigned to Slytherin, Gran The sound made on Fendo's long table attracted many people to watch.

"He always needs to grow up, not to mention him who has been indoctrinated with the name of the savior. He always needs to grow up quickly in order to protect what he needs."

Draco thought about the meaning of Dudley's words, and the dark green lake light poured in from the lake outside the window.Their dormitory is rather cold, but the oil lamps engraved on the wall are bright, and it paints the bedroom with a warmer color.