"Finally finished."
The voice full of joy echoed in the silent Potions Room, waking up Hermione who had been sleeping beside her for some time.
Each potion that has been filled seems to be emitting a faint green light through the dim light of the potion room.
"Done?" Hermione sat up, stretched, and yawned lightly.
He half-closed his eyes, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.
"Um."
Dudley nodded, yawned as well, rubbed his slightly dry eyes, and moved his body.
Yawning is contagious.
With his physique, even if he didn't sleep for several days and nights, it wouldn't have much impact, but he still felt a little tired after being highly focused all day.
Over-focusing is still very tiring.
He wasn't going to drink any energy-reviving potion. A good night's sleep would be more effective than anything else.
"Gulong."
After he relaxed, a thunderous sound came from Dudley's abdomen.
"Pfft." Hermione couldn't help laughing for a moment, and the sound of laughter echoed in the classroom.
Hermione looked particularly cute under the dim light.
Dudley scratched his face slightly embarrassed and said, "Actually, you can go back and rest first. You should have come out of the library and rested in the dormitory at this time."
"Reading alone is too boring." The subtext is that I want you to accompany me.
Seeing Dudley staring at her, Hermione blushed slightly, as if she had remembered something, and quickly picked up the basket from the table and handed it to Dudley.
"Hurry up and eat something. I brought your favorite German smoked sausages and lamb chops. And roasted turkey legs."
When the canvas covering it was lifted, it was filled with all kinds of delicacies.
Hermione's previous spell had kept the food inside still slightly warm.
Just right for eating.
Dudley first washed his hands at the sink in the potions room, dried them, then picked up a kielbasa and started chewing them.
This was one of Dudley's favorite foods at Hogwarts, consisting of finely minced pork and beef mixed with various spices and condiments.
The rich aroma makes people salivate, and the golden and crispy skin gives it a unique taste. The most important thing is that it is juicy and delicious, with rich gravy and spices. Every bite you take, you can taste the delicious gravy, which is very exciting. Endless aftertaste.
If you add some yellow mustard sauce, you will enjoy it even more.
"It's delicious." Even a picky person like Dudley praised it.
He answered Hermione, who had been watching her eating, and said, "Why don't you have some?"
Hermione shook her head slightly: "I have eaten."
She did eat, but she ate very little and basically never touched meat. She felt that she had gained some weight recently and planned to eat less.
In fact, she quite liked watching Dudley eat, and felt more satisfied than eating it herself.
Dudley nodded and picked up the other food in the basket to eat.
To be fair, Dudley didn't really like the taste of turkey legs. They were dry and woody and were worse than chicken breasts.
The only thing worthy of praise is the generous portion.
Eating one is worth eating a dozen regular chicken drumsticks.
Dudley devoured the food and quickly finished the food Hermione brought. After drinking down the pumpkin juice on the side, he burped with satisfaction.
In addition to gaining experience, eating is also an extremely enjoyable thing.
"It's time to go back and rest."
Dudley carefully put away the potions on the table, locked the door with the key Snape left on the table, and walked towards the interior of the castle with Hermione.
In terms of time, it was already curfew time. If you were caught by the patrolling professor, you would be severely punished.
But Dudley wasn't worried about that because he wouldn't be caught.
Because before they had taken a few steps, Mrs. Loris jumped out of nowhere and walked in front of the two of them, taking the initiative to guide them very consciously.
It was obvious that he had done this skillfully more than once.
With her little mole leading the way, there was no need to worry about being discovered. Not only the professor, but even Filch would be perfectly avoided.
Soon the two arrived in front of the Gryffindor lounge.
Mrs. Loris was rewarded with a small dried fish, and she left with the dried fish in her mouth satisfied.
"Go back and have a good rest. See you tomorrow."
Dudley was about to wake up the dozing Sir Cadogan (the Fat Lady refused to come back because she was attacked) and open the door. Unexpectedly, the door to the Gryffindor lounge was slowly opened, and the orange kitten meowed. came out of it.
Hmm. Maybe the word "meow, meow, meow" is more appropriate to be replaced by "swear".
Crookshanks was very smart and had very sensitive ears. He opened the door one step ahead after hearing Dudley's voice.
Dudley pointed at Crookshanks, who was meowing endlessly, and turned to Hermione: "Hermione, did you forget to feed him when you left?"
Hermione was suddenly startled, covered her mouth and exclaimed softly: "Ah, I forgot."
Dudley:.
No wonder they complain, anyone who has been hungry all day will complain.
If you forget to feed your cat one day and the cat keeps meowing at you, there is no doubt that he is scolding you.
"I'll give you this. I'll do it next time. I won't forget to feed you next time."
After Dudley took out something, Crookshanks immediately became obedient and stared at the thing.
The small dried fish given to Mrs. Norris before.
No cat can refuse this small dried fish, unless he is not a real cat.
Take it in your mouth and enjoy it deliciously. After a while, you will eat a small fish.
Crookshanks began to lick his paws.
He is an elegant gentleman, so he naturally needs to clean up after eating.
Suddenly Crookshanks moved his nose, as if he smelled something, followed the smell to Dudley's feet, and started meowing at him again.
"You want it?" Dudley was slightly startled and asked after hearing Crookshanks' call.
Then he took out a crystal vial from his pocket. Judging from the color, it was the potion that had just been brewed.
Crookshanks nodded wildly like Tom Cat in the cartoon, his eyes fixed on the crystal vial.
"What's this?"
Hermione asked, and she picked up Crookshanks, but Crookshanks' eyes were fixed on the crystal vial from beginning to end, and he actually showed an expression of desire even more than before for the dried fish.
"My latest potion doesn't have a name yet."
Dudley shook the crystal bottle, and the liquid in the bottle exuded a charming color.
Then he stretched out four fingers and explained in a low voice: "By taking this potion, you can gain the blessings of the four animals' abilities in a short period of time."
Hermione tilted her head slightly, not quite understanding.
"Drink it and you can have the eyes of an eagle, the ears of a wolf, the speed of a leopard and the strength of a bear."
(End of chapter)
