Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Arrives at Hogwarts

Hermione looked up at the goose-egg face and wondered

: "Dudley,

I don't understand what you're saying,

and what language are you?"

Dudley replied calmly:

"Proverbs from the Far East!"

Dumbledore, sitting on the high platform, looked at the Sorting Hat and no one else.

He and Professor McGonagall exchanged glances, then got up and clapped their hands gently:

"Okay, Hogwarts wizards, the sorting ceremony is officially over!

Rows of wizard trainees automatically appeared on the plates in front of them.

"Hey, Harry, you see there's my favorite chicken leg here, I've been looking forward to it for a long time.

Ron looked happy, smiled, reached out and pulled a chicken leg into his mouth and chewed it wildly.

He puffed out his cheeks and his lips were full of grease.

"It tastes good, Harry, try it!"

Hermione couldn't help but reach out and take one in her mouth as she looked at the grapes that appeared in front of her, and put it in her mouth and chewed gently.

Ron looked at Harry with some curiosity:

"Hurry up and eat.... Why don't you move Harry's table full of food?"

said Ron as he pulled a piece of bread from his plate and stuffed it into Harry's plate.

However, Harry shook his head voluntarily!

Harry didn't talk to Ron

, he turned his head and looked at his cousin Dali seriously, "Cousin

Dudley, why don't you eat the meal?"

Let's be honest....

Since the side confirmation, the vague temptation of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry towards Harry Potter has

been obtained... Dudley instinctively became more cautious.

This "caution" comes from the instinct of a researcher.

Maintain a kind of "doubt" about the period when it is not "scientific".

Just

like a large plate of food that suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of you, Dudley always has the illusion that it does not conform to "logic"...

So much food.

There are meats, vegetables, and even melons and fruits, which are beautifully and carefully carved.

But these completely different growth conditions of the food suddenly appeared in front of themselves...

Dudley intuitively had

"doubt"! This "doubt" is not "suspicion" that this food is poisoned.

Rather, it is wondering if magic is really so magical that it can break away from the "material" basis and create things out of thin air?

So.... Why can I still see the headlines in the newspapers in Diagon Alley! Some

wizards are even "starved to death", and their decaying corpses are found in the stinking gutters...

After thinking about it, Dudley looked at Ron who was eating happily on the side, and said

: "What does your roast chicken

taste like?" Ron scratched his head

: "Chicken smell, what else can

it taste?" Dudley looked at Hermione again

: "What does the fruit you just ate taste like?"

Hermione's little head shook subconsciously:

"It's just ordinary grape flavor, but it feels that Hogwarts grapes are very sweet." ......

But why are you asking that?" Halfway

through the sentence, Hermione seemed to suddenly realize something, and her small face suddenly puffed up

, "Okay,

Dudley, you don't eat it yourself."

You actually asked Ron and Ron to be guinea pigs first!"

Dudley's face did not change color, but he did not explain.

Ron still didn't react

: "Mouse, what is this thing?"

Hermione said angrily:

"Look at you stupid, Dudley has never touched the food on the table, because he suspects that there is something wrong with these foods!"

He looked around, looked at the seniors of the surrounding branches and the wizard apprentices of the same grade, and finally said stunned:

"But... But they ate happily, didn't they.... You guys have too much heart.

Harry on the side finally couldn't help but explain:

"Ron, you come from a wizarding family, but I heard you say before, it is also your mother who prepares food on weekdays!

Ron inexplicably felt that what Harry said was very reasonable and the analysis was in place.

His smile completely stiffened:

"Myself... It seems like he's never been aware of this problem!" Ron's

gaze looked around and finally settled on Malfoy from the Slytherin Sorting House not far away.

This little young master with a blond face looks like...

At this time, Malfoy looked indifferent, and a slightly evil smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

The two henchmen, Clark and Goyle, were happily devouring the food on the table.

"Malfoy, why don't you eat?" said the fat companion a little puzzled.

The food at Malfoy Hogwarts is really good!" echoed the thin companion.

Malfoy looked at the food in front of him with a cold face, and said lightly:

"The celebration banquet at Hogwarts is nothing compared to the afternoon tea at my Draco's house.

I'm tired of eating these things, don't bother me if you want to eat them.

Clark: "I really envy you

..." Goyle: "Count me in, but it's really a pity not to eat these..." Ron

naturally couldn't hear the conversation between Malfoy and the two attendants at Strantelin Academy.

But looking at Malfoy's expression that the food in front of him was rubbish...

Ron couldn't help but stop the movement in his hand...

Without waiting for Ron to spit out, the chicken in his mouth.

His back seemed to touch something out of thin air....

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