199. Ugh...Ron, your hobbies are really weird.

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Before Peter finished reciting the curse, he saw a dazzling white light.

He closed his eyes reflexively, then received a violent blow to his abdomen, and an overwhelming pain hit him. Before he could cover his stomach, he received another heavy slap on the face.

"What?"

"Snapped!"

"What did you forget?"

"Snapped!"

"What are you forgetting?"

"Snapped!"

After several slaps, Peter became dizzy and his cheeks bulged like a pig's head.

Then Peter felt his limbs tighten, and his whole body was tied up with countless canes.

"I hate it when people point magic wands at me."

Dudley still maintained his posture in his seat, but he had an extra wand in his hand, which was Ron's.

He never left the stool, and the punch and slaps that struck Peter were all summoned by alchemy.

If he takes action, I'm afraid Peter will only be left with a mouse skin.

What did Brother Xun say?

'You might die if I punch you. '

"Don't get snatched away next time."

Dudley threw the wand to Ron, and then looked at Ron with a strange expression.

"Seriously, Ron, your quirks are really weird."

He said with a hint of disgust: "I actually like to sleep with an old man in my arms, but it's best not to let too many people know about this. I'm worried that it will affect the prestige of the disciplinary team."

'I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense'

Ron's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and the freckles on it became more and more obvious.

I slept with an old and ugly man in my arms for several years!

Oh my god.

Ron felt like he was going to throw up at this moment.

Especially when he said so many disgusting words just now.

How affectionate I was just now, how cold I feel now.

Fortunately, no one except Dudley knew about this, otherwise he would have died on the spot.

"Ron, help me, I am your baby Scabbers, remember? We slept together."

"You just kissed me!"

Peter, who was lying on the ground, shouted at the right time.

Ron's face turned green with anger and he wanted to go up and give him a few kicks.

"Brother D, please stop talking."

Ron was so excited that he almost knelt down in front of Dudley. If word got out, he would never even think about finding a girlfriend, let alone a boyfriend.

No, that's not the point.

The point is that Taishe is dead.

"From now on, if you ask me to go east, I will never go west. As long as it is your order, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"What about Scabbers?" Dudley asked.

Ron spoke righteously: "What Scabbers? I don't know."

Dudley still took out the original Niffler.

"No, from now on he will be your Banban."

Ron took the Niffler named Scabbers and left the Room of Requirement in a hurry. Now only Dudley and the tied up Peter were left.

"I thought we could talk, Mr. Peter Pettigrew. Oh, maybe I should call you Mr. Wormtail, little uncle James' best friend."

Peter's face turned pale every time Dudley said a word, and when he heard the last word, his face was already pale.

He thought no one would know if he didn't tell him, but he didn't expect Dudley to know everything.

Even the details can be described, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

"There are no secrets in the magical world. There are no secrets in front of my eyes."

Looking into Dudley's blue eyes, Peter felt like he was being seen through.

"Don't worry, I won't send you to Azkaban."

That's really cheap for you, and you can jailbreak in a few years.

"It won't kill you either."

There will be no revenge for the time being. Only the parties involved are eligible to seek revenge.

He would leave Peter to him, but of course before doing so, he would squeeze all the value out of Peter.

"By the way, dear Mr. Wormtail, as a former Death Eater, you should know the three unforgivable curses, right?"

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Dudley stood on the top of Hogwarts Tower, looking at the unobstructed sky and feeling the breeze blowing on his face. There was a Divination class taking place in the classroom on the top floor next to it. Dudley had only chosen two courses as electives. There were no classes at the moment. With nothing to do, he planned to wait for Hermione to finish class here and go to the Care of Magical Creatures class together. .

"Bang."

The door was pushed open forcefully, and Hermione came out angrily.

As soon as he went out, he saw Dudley and dragged him downstairs.

"I've never had such a bad class," Hermione complained as she walked away.

She didn't know if she was too excited, but she didn't even notice that she was holding Dudley's hand.

Feeling the soft touch in his palm, Dudley said nothing and just followed her silently.

Dudley hadn't seen Hermione like this in a long time, because most of the time, she respected the professor very much.

Divination is too mysterious, also known as inspiration or spiritual touch, and it must be completely incompatible with Hermione's compatibility.

She's better at logical things.

"She actually wants to see into the future through the residue of tea leaves. It's ridiculous and ridiculous. It has no logic at all. She can't see anything except a pile of residue. She also intimidated other students. Several Hufflepuff students were attracted by her. I’m shocked, I really don’t know why such a person is allowed to become a professor, he is exactly the same as Lockhart last year.”

"By the way, she also predicted that something bad would happen to Harry."

Hermione was still very emotional.

"Maybe it's because of Cassandra Trelawney's descent," Dudley said.

Cassandra Trelawney is a well-known prophet in the wizarding world.

"So I never believed in prophecies, that's too superstitious."

"Such as the right eye twitching."

This was the first time Hermione heard this statement, so she asked: "The right eye jumped? What about the left eye?"

"Of course the left eye is a blessing."

Dudley said seriously.

Hermione:.

Dudley's understanding of prophecy is - 'If you believe it, it will work, if you don't believe it, it will not work'. When you think the prophecy is true, you are already in the prophecy.

If prophecy can really predict what will happen in the future 100%, then a guy with the ability to predict will not 'voluntarily' be locked up in a high tower.

Dudley and Hermione just walked down the tower and walked towards the outside of Hogwarts Castle, where the Care of Magical Creatures class was held.

It was fine at first, until Hermione noticed that more and more little wizards were looking at them strangely, and then she realized that she had unknowingly held Dudley's hand.

He reflexively tried to pull away, but failed, being held tightly by Dudley.

You've already taken the initiative to lead me, and you still want to leave?

Of course, Hermione's little strength was nothing in front of Dudley, and she didn't really want to.

He could only lower his head shyly and let Dudley lead him towards the woods.

After waiting there for a long time, the little wizards began to arrive one after another.

Most of the little wizards were curious about what kind of course it would be. A small number of little wizards noticed Dudley and Hermione's little actions, and then decisively remained silent.

No one wanted to mess with Dudley.

The first lesson in Care of Magical Creatures is getting to know the Hippogriffs.

This is a 3X level magical creature.

Hagrid got a total of twelve.

By the way, the hippogriff is also a hybrid magical creature. Its father is a griffin, also known as a griffin, and its mother is much simpler, an ordinary horse.

Dudley had reason to suspect that there was a gryphon in the Forbidden Forest, and these hippogriffs were its children.

Well, Hagrid must have made them breed again.

(End of chapter)