Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 177, Page 175: I want the master bedroom, you can live next to me, that's all.

In a clearing in Godric's Hollow, a group of Cornish elves were busy at work.

Yes, you read that right. It's a group of Cornish elves who should be little troublemakers, but they're currently transporting materials.

Watching them come and go, they seem even more industrious than bees.

Pixie, the leader of the Cornish elves, was wearing a yellow plastic hat and holding a plastic stick. He was chattering away and constantly directing the other Cornish elves.

He looks just like a construction foreman.

The Cornish elves carried the materials one by one to Dudley, who was responsible for processing them further. Then, large stone hands that rose from the floor placed them in their proper places.

With alchemy in his left hand and magical armor modification and processing in his right, plus the help of these Cornish elves, the modification progress was greatly accelerated.

Hermione was in charge of designing the layout of the various rooms in the house, while Harry was in charge of buying decorations from Diagon Alley.

The clear division of labor greatly accelerated the construction speed of the castle.

Inside the castle, the flamboyant vixens were either pushing a rag together, or holding feather dusters or brooms, all cleaning the rooms that had been renovated.

Meanwhile, on the lawn outside the castle, a group of normally lazy and gluttonous goblins were diligently trimming the messy grass with large shears that were completely disproportionate to their size.

Every living being has its own value, even those vixens and goblins that are labeled as "pests" by other wizards.

Both the vixen and the goblin were captured by Dudley. Originally, their low intelligence prevented them from being tamed, but after the skill was upgraded to LV2, they could be tamed. Well, after calming down the basilisk, the taming and magical creature language skills inexplicably evolved to LV2. Dudley had no idea how it worked, but he vaguely felt that it was related to the number of magical creatures he encountered.

Unfortunately, the Level 2 Magical Creature Taming skill is not enough to tame magical creatures of the level of basilisks or dragons.

Otherwise, Dudley could have cosplayed as a beast tamer.

On the steps outside the castle gate, a Niffler was lazily sunbathing on its back, making a constant wheezing sound. It was found by Dudley in the Forbidden Forest along with the Evil Bird and the Mandrake.

I've been fed delicious food and drinks lately, and I've gained a lot of weight.

"Floo Powder is such a hassle; it leaves me covered in dust every time I use it."

A travel-worn Harry returned to the castle, muttering a complaint as he took out his wand and waved it forcefully, instantly cleaning his previously filthy body.

The "clean up and refresh" spell often works quite well.

"Once the renovation is completely finished, I will install an automatic cleaning fireplace in the living room, so it won't be so troublesome."

Dudley and Harry were talking, but their hands were never idle.

Harry took his things out of the bag one by one, each item having been protected by a Stretch-Without-Trace Charm.

This spell is absolutely the best and most convenient spell in the HP world, bar none.

"Brother D, here's the seed you wanted."

When Harry received the bags of seeds, he handed them to Dudley.

"Yes, these are the things." Dali took the seeds and nodded in satisfaction.

"First of all, this is it."

Dali took out one of the bags and scattered the seeds along the edge of the yard.

"Then."

He casually untied the red and white ball from his waist.

Go, "Walking Grass".

A flash of white light, and Mandrake, yawning and sleepy-eyed, reappeared in the same spot.

Mandrakes are nocturnal plants, usually burrowing underground during the day with only a few green leaves peeking out. However, after being tamed by Dudley, this mandrake can now move freely during the day, though it needs to adjust to the time difference.

"The walking grass uses growth on those seeds."

The mandrake tilted its head and looked at Dudley, a big question mark appearing above its head.

"I'll have you ripen those seeds quickly."

Mandrake: "!"

This time, the mandrake understood Dali's words. It went to the places where the seeds had been sown and began to dance, scattering orange-yellow powder from its bright green leaves as it danced.

In no time at all, those seeds that would normally take more than ten days to germinate miraculously sprouted from the soil.

Normal mandrake does not have the ability to ripen quickly.

They only emit sounds that can cause fainting and hallucinations, and in severe cases, they can be fatal.

However, after Dudley tamed it, his mandrake acquired this ability.

Although they are not very helpful in combat, they are excellent at logistics.

"Watering and fertilizing."

"Dali said softly."

Immediately, Cornish elves flew over, carrying watering cans and fertilizer, and continuously irrigated the land.

Before long, those green shoots grew at an incredible speed into thorny brambles that twined around the bushes, forming a natural barrier.

Dali just sowed some iron thorn seeds for basic defense.

Dudley's original idea was to plant Devil's Web, which is much better at defense than Iron Thorn, but unfortunately, that thing is particularly afraid of light and can't be planted in the yard at all.

Unless Dudley is willing to cover the castle with a huge dome, preventing it from seeing the sun all day, forget about it.

"The effect is good."

Dudley looked at the iron thorns that covered the castle and nodded in satisfaction.

"Try other seeds."

Dali then pulled out another packet of seeds.

Soon, with the help of the mandrake, the surrounding flowerbeds were filled with all sorts of magical plants.

"Well done, come back now."

After praising the mandrake a few times, I gave it a bag of its favorite snacks and put it back into the red and white ball.

"Amazing ability." Even after seeing it many times, Harry couldn't help but exclaim.

Harry, who is now quite well-read, has never seen a mandrake that can help plants grow before.

"Dali, I think we should discuss the room allocation issue."

Hermione's voice came from inside the door, which was then pushed open, startling the Niffler who was sleeping on the steps below.

Upon seeing that it was Hermione, the Niffler first let out an excited cry, then climbed up Hermione's clothes onto her shoulder, its small, coal-like eyes greedily staring at the sapphire-like sparkling ring on Hermione's hand.

The Niffler is a magical creature that loves treasure. It wants to put all the shiny, valuable things into its pockets or offer them to its owner. It's worth mentioning that this magical creature is particularly good at digging.

Of course, it would only look at Hermione's ring at most; it wouldn't take it for itself.

It's not stupid; it knows that Dudley gave it to it.

"I want the master bedroom, and you can live next to me, that's all."

Dudley's decisive answer made Hermione's face flush red again.

(End of this chapter)