hello mr draco

After the conversation in the dream was over, Dudley woke up leisurely from the bed.

Blocking the curtain beside the bed, the light from the lake shines on the dormitory without glare.The cool dormitory made him wake up quickly. He quietly got up and folded the quilt. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he saw Draco start packing his things.

Dudley: "Good morning!"

Draco: "Good morning!"

When the two of them came to the common room, they found that most of the Slytherin students got up very early.Especially when they came to the cafeteria to eat, only the long table of Slytherin was full of students.There were only a few students on the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables, and there was no one on the Gryffindor long table.

When they finished breakfast and rushed to class, Dudley happened to see the shadow of Harry and Ron coming to the cafeteria to eat together, but because Slytherins always do things very early, the morning is not a very suitable time to talk time.The two teams of people passed by the door in a hurry, except for a glance in their eyes, they basically didn't say much.

There are a total of 142 stairs at Hogwarts. Think of the intricate, wide and large, some narrow and small, and sometimes rickety paths.Dudley was extremely excited to have Draco by his side, because for some reason, he knew the way to Hogwarts very well.It took far more time for nobles to prepare than for ordinary people, and he could imagine what a painful price Draco had to pay to figure out these stairs.

The ghosts seemed particularly afraid to make fun of the Slytherin students, and Dudley believed that must be the reason why the Bloody Baron was protecting them.They had their first day of class with Ravenclaw, taught Charms by a surprisingly small wizard, Professor Flitwick.

When they turned up the stairs, Dudley clearly saw a cat lounging on the verandah balcony, enjoying the sun's moisture leisurely.Dudley, who was born a cat slave, warned himself for the third time that it was not the time to suck cats, so he could only reluctantly follow Draco and the others into the classroom.

Time went staggeringly fast at Hogwarts, at least it seemed to Dudley.As far as any subject is concerned, attending class is like sitting in an elementary school classroom, listening to the topics that the teacher said have no influence on him.

This made Draco, who had been sitting next to him, jealous with jealousy.

And because of this, he became a legend at Hogwarts.The only student who can easily master magic without using a wand.

Especially in Professor McGonagall's transformation class, no matter what the teacher asks him to change, he only needs to tap his finger.Even if it is a needle, he can turn it into a majestic phoenix.But first of all, he had to imagine in his mind in advance that he was about to transform into an animal form.If he hadn't conceived that appearance in his brain in advance, it's likely that the resulting thing would be a mess.

Dudley's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was almost entirely dominated by Professor Quirrell's theoretical knowledge, and almost no magic was used in this class.The teacher writes one on the blackboard, and you pick up the quill and write one down below.This way of teaching makes him seem to be back in history class.Dudley didn't know when the class was over, anyway, when Draco next to him started packing up his textbooks and left, he patted his butt and ran away with the textbooks.

In the Transfiguration class on the second day, Dudley fully saw the knowledge behind being a top student.As long as Slytherin and Ravenclaw were in Transfiguration class together, he would always see that knowledgeable witch raising her hand angrily.

Hermione could turn a match into a thin, sharp needle in front of the class.And her actions earned Ravenclaw high marks every time.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon was with Gryffindor. As soon as Dudley entered the classroom, he saw Harry crane his neck and look in this direction.Until he and Draco were sitting together, Dudley could still hear the bustling noise from the Gryffindor area on the other side.

After class, Professor Quirrell stepped on to the classroom.Dudley didn't know how to describe this professor, he said he came to class, it made it look like a group of vampires were shivering in fear sitting in the classroom.Draco, who was sitting next to him, rolled his eyes with a look of resentment: "I really don't know what I can learn from his class?!"

On the table behind Dudley and Draco, a head popped out suddenly, startling Dudley, but soon he knew who the voice belonged to.

"Hogwarts must be poor and crazy to invite him to teach us." Pansy Parkinson put his head between Draco and Dudley, his tone was very arrogant, and he commented harshly on the podium. Professor Quirrell.

Although Dudley didn't agree with Miss Parkinson's remarks, he couldn't afford to quarrel with this nobleman, and it seemed that he couldn't stand this kind of lesson himself.

"Hey! Pansy, look at that piece of cloth wrapped around his head, that smell is almost coming to us!" Said Vincent Crabbe, who was sitting on the other side of Draco, while annoyed Pinching his nose, he squinted his fat eyes and looked at the podium.

Gregory Goyle, who was sitting on the other side of Dudley, was still fiddling with his wand, as if he wanted to give the professor something to try.In order to avoid such stupid mistakes in class, Dudley put his hand on Goyle's wand-holding hand to remind him.

"For the sake of our college's scores, I don't think we should do anything extra."

After Draco noticed the movement next to Darley, he gave Goyle a warning look.He would not allow points to be deducted from the house for any stupid behavior. In his opinion, such rogue behavior should belong to Gryffindor.

Dudley hadn't taken part in the repulsive conversation, but the smell of garlic still made the tip of his nose a little red.Fortunately, garlic is very common in Chinese kitchens. In the past, when his mother was cooking, she used this condiment frequently. It was not surprising that she smelled garlic more often.

But compared with the garlic smell on Professor Quirrell, Dudley deeply felt that Professor Quirrell had drowned himself once in the pile of soaked garlic.

He sighed helplessly, rolling the whites of his eyes upwards.I was thinking about when I would be able to take Potions class in my mind!He really wanted to meet Professor Severus, and after establishing a good relationship, maybe he could go to Cherry Manor this winter vacation.In this way, he can reach his best friend without any effort, and let that guy come back from his ring.He won't have to fight a one-man show battle alone in this castle.

Dudley was so frightened that he almost stood up reflexively from the stool when he was slapped on the shoulder suddenly.However, his natural reaction was a bit slow, and when he finally noticed the figure shaking from the corner of his eyes, Draco had already packed up the parchment and books, and left from the seat.

Dudley hurried to follow.When he was a step or two away from catching up with Draco, who was being dragged to nowhere by Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle, he used to let his feet out of the classroom be supported by someone from behind. After a tug, he turned directly back to the classroom.

"Dudley..."

Turning around suddenly, Dudley was in a fiery temper, and wanted to teach him a lesson, which bastard had the guts to sneak up on him from behind.As a result, when he turned around, he saw Harry's green eyes were a little red, as if he had been bullied by someone.

His mouth was tightly closed, he tossed and turned not knowing what to say, and kept shrinking his head ever since he called out his name.

"Harry, what's the matter?" Dudley said, looking at Ron who was standing next to Harry with the same nervous expression.

Ever since the kid knew that he had entered Slytherin, he no longer had the relaxed attitude he had on the train.Occasionally, walking past each other in the corridor after class, he would always see Ron leaving in a hurry, not even ready to say hello.It caused him to raise his hand, but before the words came out of his mouth, everyone had already left.

"What's the matter, Ron? There are two potions classes in the afternoon, don't you want to prepare?"

Ron didn't want anything to do with Slytherins, but the people in front of him were different from other Slytherins.He has been warning himself like this in his heart, but looking at the wizard robes of different colors on the other party's clothes, he will appear extra nervous.He looked at Harry with embarrassing eyes, and said in a very melancholy tone.

"Harry, I have something to tell you."

"Okay." Dudley knew that there were a lot of people in the classroom at the moment, not to mention some diligent students were still buried in their desks taking notes.So he felt that this place was definitely not suitable for talking, so he simply walked over naturally, took Harry's hand, and with the other party's surprised and surprised expression, led him away from the classroom where the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was held.

On the lawn outside Hogwarts Castle, a Whomping Willow not far away swayed its branches wantonly in the wind.

However, the place where the three of them squatted was far from the Whomping Willow, so naturally they would not be affected.

The three sat on a piece of soft grass, and Dudley enjoyed the warm grass-scented wind for a while, then raised his head and asked Harry, "What's the matter?"

Maybe there weren't so many students watching around, Harry was obviously much more relaxed than when they surrounded him in the classroom.Glancing at Ron, Harry timidly took out a note from the pocket of his wizard's robe.When the note was spread out, the writing on it was a bit messy, but Dudley could still see what was written on it.

He took the note Harry handed over, looked at the writing on it, it read:

[Dear Harry:

I know you don't have class on Friday afternoon, so I wonder if you can come and have tea with me before three o'clock in the afternoon?I'd love to know how your first week went.Please ask Hedwig to hear back from me.

Hagrid]

After reading it, Dudley returned the note to Harry silently.

There was such a slight smell of grass in the air, Harry looked at Dudley nervously, in the past, no matter what kind of plan he had, Dudley would always be by his side to advise him.He had been waiting for Dudley to give him a very clear instruction. Seeing Dudley sitting in front of him and not saying a word after reading the note, he seemed a little flustered, and began to ask questions in a whisper.

"What should I do? Dudley..." The tone was like that of a threatened child, with a hint of fear in the voice.

Dudley looked at Harry differently, isn't this a good thing?He thought with some annoyance that he must have not explained something clearly to him, at least Dudley felt that Hagrid should not cause any difficulties for Harry.After all, that guy treated Harry like Bora.

"That's a good thing, Harry. He must be Uncle James' friend."

Harry was visibly relieved to hear Dudley's answer.But this kind of answer was not what he wanted, and he put the note back into his pocket nervously.His green eyes fluttered as he looked at the other party, wanting a more definite answer.

"Can you come with me?"

"?" Dudley thought there was something wrong with his ears. When his blue eyes and those green eyes met, he saw a pleading tone in the other's eyes.

Well, the child he raised was cultivated with such a character, and he has to be responsible.Whoever asked him to help Harry run back and forth to give advice when he was at home, and turned a generation of saviors into a girl savior.

"Okay. Ron, can we go together?" Dudley looked up at the silent Ron who was about to become air.

When asked, Ron nodded quickly.As always, he was a little nervous, and the spots on his face were as red as if he had been slapped twice.

"Of course, Harry just invited me."

Dudley nodded half-understanding, and then asked Harry, "Can I call Draco? And Hermione and Longbottom."

"Huh?" Now it was Harry's turn to be surprised, "Of course!"

As long as it was a request from Cousin Dudley, Harry felt that there was no way he could refuse.I didn't even think about rejecting him at all, so I nodded habitually.Very satisfied.

Having got a satisfactory answer, Harry dragged Ron and rushed happily to the Potions classroom, holding Dudley's hand along the way.

It's just that when two Gryffindors and one Slytherin walk together, they will always attract the attention of other college people and some scandalous remarks.But the nervous Harry didn't pay attention to this kind of remarks, and it was heard by Ron, who had always been more fragile.