Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry.

Seeing that he was recognized, Percy stood there with a slightly embarrassed smile.

Dudley asked the others to go back first, while he and Percy found a suitable place to talk, this time not in the Slytherin lounge, but in a random room in the castle.

Pushing open the door, I saw a white and transparent shadow in the middle of the locker, rummaging through it with its butt pouted.

"Are you daring to disturb Lord Peeves?"

Hearing the opening of the door, the white transparent shadow turned around, was about to get angry but saw Dudley, and immediately changed his face.

"Mr. Dursley, good afternoon."

Percy could hear the flattery in his tone.

Peeves has no scruples at Hogwarts. The ghosts bother him, the little wizards are afraid of him, and even the castle administrator Filch has a headache for him.

Except for not actively provoking the professor, in general, he only sells the face of three people, two people and one soul.

Ghost - Bloody Barrow, Headmaster - Dumbledore and Dudley Dursley.

"Mr. Weasley and I have something to talk about and don't want to be disturbed. Can Mr. Peeves stand guard outside the door for us?"

Dudley looked at Peeves and said, his tone was very flat.

"I'm very happy." Peeves promised immediately, opened the door obediently, and slipped out.

Percy couldn't help but give him an extra look, Peeves sometimes didn't even give face to the professor when he was in charge.

The most important point is that others really have nothing to do with him, and the method of dealing with ghosts is completely useless to him.

But when you think it's Mr. Dursley, it makes sense.

Dudley clapped his hands, and two stone stools rose out of thin air.

"sit."

Percy sat down nervously.

"Percy, I remember that I invited you to join the discipline team at the beginning of this semester, but you haven't given me a positive reply so far."

"Can you tell me why?"

Percy opened his mouth, but remained silent.

Why?Of course it's because he's the student council president now.

From the moment Hogwarts little wizards enter the fifth grade, a male prefect and a female prefect will be born in each college, and this is the case for each grade from the fifth to the seventh grade.

At the same time, a male student president and a female student president are born in the seventh grade every year.

The student council president, appointed directly by the principal, is theoretically the pinnacle of power among the students.

Although it was said that Dudley set up the Disciplinary Team two years ago, theoretically he was directly in charge of the student council and prefects, but based on the current time, he still can't manage the seventh grade student council.

Joining the disciplinary group means giving up the position of the male student council president.

He will graduate after this year.

Can't wait for the day when the power of the disciplinary group will be at its peak, and the male student council president is a real power.

Percy craves power.

His desire for power is actually easy to understand. The Weasley family has too many children, and his father Arthur is a very Buddhist person, which has caused the Weasley family to become poor and live in poverty. , as can be seen from Ron often laughing at himself for not being able to find a Sickle in his pocket.

Percy didn't want that life.

In his opinion, the status of Hogwarts Boys' President is a huge plus when he is looking for a job after graduation. It will undoubtedly make his official career smoother.

Maybe many students who haven't graduated think so, but in fact... that thing is a fart.

Out of school and into the society, if you want to gain power as soon as possible, others will not see how you are in school. Your ability is a bonus but not necessary. The important thing is to see how your family is.

Brother Xun, a great sage, has a good saying: 'When you come out, you have to be powerful and have a background. Otherwise, you're just a scumbag. '

If your own family is unreliable, then find a way to join others, which is the so-called opportunity (meeting noble people).

The disciplinary group is actually a good way. During his holidays, he has already helped many newly graduated seniors find jobs in the Ministry of Magic.

"I'll give you three days. If you think about it carefully, you can come to Slytherin to find me at any time."

Dudley didn't talk to Percy for too long, just briefly reminded him, and left.

To be honest, Percy's personal ability is still good, otherwise Dudley would not have recruited him into the disciplinary team.

As for whether Percy can come to his senses, it depends on his own destiny.

Opportunities are very important, but whether we can grasp them is even more important.

Three days later, Percy knocked on Dudley's door with mixed feelings.

Chapter 218 216 Fragrance in Potions Classroom?

"Because I am a teacher for the first time, I hope to get everyone's opinions and suggestions. Dear students, do you think there is any room for improvement in my course?"

After leading the little wizards to learn about today's black magic creature - Hinkpunk, a creature like will-o'-the-wisp, Lupine stood on the podium and asked.

He only took one class off, and he was able to come to class normally in the second class, but Dudley took him more than one class, because there were seven grades in Hogwarts.

"Professor Lupine, I think that in addition to learning how to deal with black magic creatures, everyone should also learn something useful."

Not surprisingly, it was Dudley who spoke.

"Oh, what's our Professor Dursley's opinion?" Lupine said with a smile when he saw Dudley.

There was a burst of good-natured laughter all around, and the content of Dursley's class could indeed be called a professor. Ravenclaw and Slytherin, who were able to attend class together, were very annoyed when they knew this. If they knew that Mr. Dursley was in class that day, they would skip class and come to attend.

"Like learning the Patronus Charm."

Dudley glanced out the window at the overcast sky and the occasional flashes of rags high in the air.

"At least let everyone have a little self-protection ability when facing those things outside."

Dudley's words made the little wizards stop laughing, and even Lupine stopped smiling.

Dementors really don't have much IQ. After Dumbledore taught them a lesson, they were honest for a few days, and after Dudley taught them a lesson, they became more honest for a while, but now they showed signs of being ready to move again.

It's just that they hid away when they saw Dudley and Dumbledore.

Dudley wasn't Hogwarts' nanny, he wouldn't be by the little wizard's side all the time, if he wanted to stay safe, he had to rely on himself.

"Professor Lupine, what do you think?"

The Patronus Charm is a high-level spell, and it is not so easy to learn, but it is not easy to learn, which does not mean that it cannot be learned, the premise is that the professor has to teach everyone.

"Mr. Dursley, in fact, you can teach everyone."

Dudley shook his head, his own Patronus Charm didn't take shape, he just relied on his large capacity to control everything, so naturally he wouldn't mislead his children.

Moreover, he is not a professor, this is not within his scope of duties, so don't even think about whoring him for nothing.

Seeing Dudley's clear refusal, and seeing the expectant eyes of the little wizards, Lupine could only take over this important task by himself: "Then from today onwards, apart from learning how to deal with black magic creatures, we will spend a period of time studying in each class. Patronus Charm."

"This spell is not easy to learn. Many Aurors don't know it. Everyone needs to cheer up."

I really want to see this group of dementors rushing into Hogwarts, only to find that each of them has a Patronus Charm

The life of studying was boring and long, ordinary and interesting. During this period, Dudley sent invitations to several selected young wizards, and also conducted tests on several young wizards who applied to join the disciplinary group.

In short, there are a few more members in the disciplinary team.

In the potion class, Dudley did not learn the potion taught by Snape along with the other young wizards, but started to study new content by himself.

"The first is the fresh Atractylodes macrocephala."

Dudley took out a plant with small purple flowers on top, sliced ​​the grayish-yellow rhizome piece by piece with a knife, and mashed the flowers and leaves.

Atractylodes has the function of invigorating Qi.

"Then Schisandra." Dudley put some black dry-stir-fried fruits into the crucible, put the freshly cut Atractylodes rhizome into it, and started to simmer over low heat.

Schisandra can nourish the kidneys and promote body fluid, strengthen the muscles and bones, make the body stronger, and replenish vitality.

"Next is privet fruit." Dudley put another bunch of plants with small red and black fruits into the freshly mashed white fresh fruit, and poured a little water into it.

Ligustrum lucidum has the effects of nourishing liver and kidney, clearing away heat and improving eyesight.

"Finally, unicorn horn powder and armadillo bile." The first few belong to the category of traditional Chinese medicine, and the latter two are body parts of magical creatures.

Mix the golden yellow powder and the dark green juice together, weigh it, and put it into the dry pot with constant stirring.

After a while, the crushed plants were also put in.

After a while, a strong medicinal smell emanated from Dudley's dry cauldron.

Dudley nodded in satisfaction at the smell.

Snape just frowned slightly. Although he didn't know what potion Dudley was going to make, he just felt that Dudley had a redundant step, but he didn't say anything, and walked away from him silently.

Those who had promised Dudley at the beginning would never interfere with him, and were only responsible for answering when asked.

If there is some logic in the previous steps, but the latter steps make Dudley's painting style crooked.

"Fern root powder!"

Dudley pulled out a pile of hard, dark dried vermicelli and poured it into the cauldron.

"Houttuynia cordata" took out the main ingredient that was used to make the slightly magical potion, and poured it into it as well.

After cooking for about seven to eight minutes.

Dudley pulled out a pile of bright red substance again.

"chili."

"And potatoes"

Soon, the smell of Chinese medicine in the crucible faded a lot, replaced by a strong fragrance?

Goo.

Neville's stomach suddenly rumbled, and it was extremely clear in the potion room.

He blushed immediately.

"Longbottom, if you're hungry, eat all the pile of aconite in front of you, and I promise you won't feel hungry in the future."

Snape finally couldn't take it anymore, and stood in front of Dudley with a dark face.

"And you Dursley, are you going to cook in my class?"

"Of course not the professor, I'm researching a brand new potion."

Dudley replied, but he didn't even lift his head, his eyes were fixed on the cauldron.

"Hmph" Snape snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and left.

Even if you are caught by Snape, don't expect him to be nice to you.

Unless you can look exactly like Lily.

With the passage of time, the scent gradually faded, and it returned to the smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the little wizards began to walk out of the classroom. Dudley was still concentrating on brewing the potion.

Anyway, Potions class was the last class, so there was no such thing as absenteeism.

Snape originally wanted to say something, but looking at Dudley who was so focused, he didn't say anything in the end. Before leaving, he put the key of the Potions classroom on Dudley's desk, and gently closed the door of the classroom.

After a while, the classroom door was gently pushed open, and Hermione crept in.

She didn't disturb Dudley, just put the food in her hand on the table beside her, cast a spell to keep the temperature, and then sat silently next to Dudley, with her head supported on her hands, watching quietly .

A moment later, Harry also slipped in. He was holding a glass of frozen pumpkin juice.

After putting down the pumpkin juice, he left wisely.

Chapter 219 217 The eyes of an eagle, the ears of a wolf, the speed of a leopard,

"Finally finished."

A voice full of joy echoed in the silent potion room, waking up Hermione who fell asleep at the side at some point.