"Did you just see it? The way Lockhart had his wand taken away was so ridiculous."
Not far after leaving the classroom, Ron began to imitate Lockhart in an exaggerated tone, but he only succeeded in amusing Harry. Hermione thought he was childish, and Malfoy felt that he had not grasped the essence and could not imitate it himself. picture.
"By the way, Brother D, what do you want these people for?" Ron pointed to the cage in Dudley's hand.
After the group of Cornish elves were locked in the cage again, they were still chattering non-stop. Seeing Ron talking about them, some of them even made faces at Ron.
Apparently, they can understand human speech.
Unlike Hu Meizi, that thing is like the cockroach in Fantastic Beasts, completely unable to communicate.
"I'm going to do a little experiment with them, and by the way Ron, they're scolding you."
"Scold me? What are you scolding me for?" Ron was stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes widened: "Brother D, do you understand what they are talking about?"
"I know a little bit of the elf language."
Dudley explained as he walked: "They said you were noisy like a duck, well, now they call you a red duck."
"cool!"
Ron admired him sincerely, and of course he wasn't referring to the fact that he was called a red-haired duck.
No one would argue with a bunch of elves.
"I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit," Dudley said pretending to be humble.
'You can even understand elf language, you are worthy of Brother D. ' Malfoy and Harry thought at the same time.
'Why does Dudley know everything? No, I have to let him teach me. ' thought Hermione.
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At midnight, the moon climbed over the branches, the little wizards all fell asleep early, and the entire Hogwarts gradually became quiet.
After finishing the exercise, Dudley returned to the dormitory. It was still the first-year dormitory, and it was still a single room. Malfoy wanted to move in together, but Dudley refused decisively. Why share a room with others when you can have it to yourself?
And the roommate is a man?
Unfortunately, Hogwarts currently does not allow mixed sleeping spaces.
After finding a table, Dudley took out all the caged Cornish elves. These little destructive maniacs were still very active after being locked up for a day.
He hooked his fingers, and the formation glowed slightly. A hand stretched out from the cage and grabbed one of the Cornish elves.
The Cornish elf was not a cute creature, but its blue skin reminded Dudley of a creature from a certain fairy tale.
The Smurfs.
It seems that he has taken the title of Gargamel.
Of course, Smurfs are much cuter than this thing.
Dudley wants to try magical animal training
This is a very special ability that, like Fantastic Beasts, is specific to magical animals.
The captured Cornish elf looked a little scared, and seemed to have noticed something. He desperately tried to break free from the wooden hand, but it was in vain.
Dudley looked at the word "trainable" looming over the opponent's head and activated the magical animal training technique.
The moment it was turned on, the Cornish elf immediately froze in place as if it had been hit by a petrification spell. Not long after, a layer of blue light emitted from its head.
Dudley seemed to feel like something had been taken out of his body, but according to the display on the panel, everything was normal, even the magic power did not change, as if it was just his illusion, and he felt it before he thought about it. There seems to be a little more in my mind.
There seems to be an extra layer of connection with this Cornish elf.
To confirm this, Dudley waved his hand slightly, and his big wooden hand immediately let go of the Cornish elf.
There was no running away, no attack, and no prank. Instead, he changed his usual mischievous behavior and looked at him timidly.
Dudley's heart moved and he took out the homemade magical animal rations (for elves only) and took one out of it and fed it to it.
The little Cornish elf immediately started devouring his rations.
So that’s it, I’m hungry.
One ration was quickly eaten, so Dudley handed it a second ration.
Dudley felt that he could understand what the other person was thinking, but he was not yet proficient in this feeling and needed practice.
Likewise, a Cornish elf can understand what he is thinking.
As Dudley thought, the Cornish elf flew up and took a book from the table.
Just like other familiars in the magical world.
Maybe better than a familiar.
Immediately afterwards, Dudley discovered again that under the system's display, the words originally 'tameable' had changed to 'can evolve if properly cultivated'.
Can it evolve?
evolution?
Um? Why do you feel so weird?
Dudley had a strange thought.
Aren't you really training Pokémon? Or is it...a Digimon Tamer?
Dudley touched his smooth chin, so the question becomes, where is my divine plan?
Maybe I can cosplay a druid.
Dudley also wanted to know what this evolution was like, and whether it was the evolution he understood, so he chose evolution.
In an instant, a dazzling but not dazzling light enveloped the entire body of the Cornish elf. The other person's body began to deform in front of Dudley's eyes, becoming larger and smaller, taller and shorter.
Ten seconds passed, the flash finally faded, and a brand new Cornish elf appeared in front of Dudley's eyes.
The moment the Cornish elf completed his transformation, he seemed to see little stars flashing around him.
The overall shape is still that of a Cornish elf, except that the body has more than doubled in size. The originally dry body has also expanded a bit, and the two tentacles on the top of the head have gradually turned into a pair of pointed ones. horn.
This... also says you are not a Pokémon?
Dudley looked at the greatly changed appearance of the Cornish elf, and an idea came to his mind unconsciously.
Shouldn't I receive a lawyer's letter?
Cornish Elf LV2.
This is what appears above the head of a Cornish elf after it has completed its evolution.
"From now on, your name will be Pixie."
Regardless of whether the other party was willing or not, Dudley forcefully decided on the name.
Pixie is a fairy in European folk tales. Cornish elves are elves, and elves are also fairies. Well.
Of course, the name was Pixie, not Pixie, and Dudley said he refused to accept the lawyer's letter. If he insisted on sending it, he would have to buy GF in advance. After all, it was only 1992.
The evolved Cornish elf has not only grown in size, but has also become significantly stronger and faster, and seems to have a few more special abilities.
'Pa' Pixie snapped his fingers, blue powder streaked across his fingertips, and then a book flew up out of thin air.
"What are your abilities?"
Pixie nodded.
Hoho, Dudley became interested for a moment, and then he looked at the Cornish elf in the cage.
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