Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 91, Chapter 89. Professor Dumbledore, I think you've made a mistake.

"I don't know, Brother D, it's just sitting among my other gifts."

"There was only a piece of paper, saying it belonged to my father and was left to me so that I could make good use of it."

Harry then handed the note to Dudley.

The handwriting above is clearly not handwritten; it's the mark of a magic automatic pen.

"That's amazing."

Dudley ran his fingertips across the invisibility cloak, getting a closer look at the material, before handing it back to Harry.

"I can use this cloak to get some study materials from the forbidden book section later."

Dali's advice is still related to learning.

The Forbidden Section at Hogwarts contains many dark magic, ancient magic, and extremely dangerous spells, which Dudley had long wanted to take out and study.

Unfortunately, you can't borrow books from the restricted section without a leave slip approved by a professor.

Snape only allowed him to borrow the materials about potions.

Now that we have an invisibility cloak, we won't have to go through all that trouble anymore.

"A restricted book zone?"

Hermione took a slip of paper out of her pocket and handed it to Harry: "Please take these with you when you get them."

A long string of book titles.

It was obvious that, like Dudley, she had her eye on the forbidden book section from the very beginning.

"Shall we go now?"

"If possible, let's do it tonight."

Okay.

After dinner, Harry couldn't wait to put on the Invisibility Cloak.

His body vanished from everyone's sight in an instant.

As for the possibility of getting caught by Filch while out at night, well, Mrs. Lorris is one of their people.

"That's amazing."

Ron exclaimed in admiration. He had only heard about invisibility cloaks from others and had never actually seen one, since they were incredibly expensive.

"How do you feel, Harry?"

Hermione took out a small notebook and started asking questions while recording data: "Can you see the road ahead?"

"Smoother than silk, lighter than light."

Harry said, "You can see the road ahead clearly."

"It can mask body odor." Dudley nodded, commenting truthfully, "It also reduces footsteps, breathing, and heart rate to some extent."

"But you should still be careful when using it, as I can still sense you if you are within five meters of me."

Ron's eyelids twitched at his words. If it were him, he wouldn't even know if Harry punched him right in front of him.

Some time after Harry left wearing the Invisibility Cloak, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared in the Slytherin common room.

"Where did this big red-feathered chicken come from?"

Ron pointed to a large, fiery red bird standing on the edge of the fireplace and exclaimed.

Then it was pecked by the other party and ran all over the house.

"Brother D, save me!"

Ron Chongdali sent out a distress signal.

"Is that... a phoenix?" Hermione asked uncertainly, looking at the large, fiery red bird.

She had only seen it in the illustrated guide in the book, so she wasn't very sure.

Phoenixes are rare even among mythical creatures. They are not only highly intelligent but also possess extraordinary magic, capable of being reborn from the ashes. Furthermore, their tears have a very strong healing effect and are an important ingredient in top-tier healing potions.

Although the wizarding world classifies it as XXXX, which is one level lower than a dragon, it is only because it is less aggressive towards humans and very difficult to tame, making it a relatively docile species.

Of course, that's assuming you didn't say it was a turkey.

"Fox, stop bullying Ron."

"These are for you."

As Dudley spoke, he took out a small bag from the pouch Hermione had made, then took out a plate and poured out a few of the contents.

Amazing Animal Food - Poultry-Specific

Foxy let out a happy shout, stopped chasing Ron, and landed on the table to enjoy the 'food'.

"Its name is Fawkes, and it was raised by Professor Dumbledore."

Dudley gave Hermione a brief introduction, and when he mentioned raising animals, Fawkes let out a protesting cry.

Phoenix tears are a top-tier potion ingredient, extremely rare and valuable even in the wizarding world. How could Dudley not be tempted?

So Dudley tried to get on good terms with the other guy, but at first the guy was very aloof and ignored Dudley completely.

Until Dali made this food.

This guy instantly changed his attitude, and would go to find Dali every night when he was practicing, more punctual than an alarm clock.

"It's not time yet, so you're not here to play around, are you? Professor Dumbledore wants to see me about something?"

Fox, having finished his rations, called out to indicate that he was right and gestured for Dudley to follow him.

"I'll be right back."

Dudley said this to Hermione, and then left with Fawkes.

Dumbledore wasn't in his usual office. Led by Fawkes, Dudley arrived at an abandoned room on the fourth floor.

Having obtained some more food from Dudley, Fox flapped his wings and happily flew away.

"You'll have to pay back whatever you eat now later."

Fox was unaware that Dudley had been eyeing its tears all along.

Pushing open the door, they found Dumbledore standing in front of a mirror in the center.

It was a very impressive mirror, reaching all the way to the ceiling, with a gorgeous gold frame, and supported by two claw-shaped feet at the bottom.

At the top, there is also an inscription: Eris Stella Ehru Aitwubi Kafru Aiton Vochs.

"Professor, you wanted to see me?"

Dudley went over and found Dumbledore still staring at the mirror. Dudley looked into the mirror and found nothing but himself.

It's just an ordinary mirror.

"sit."

Dumbledore snapped out of his reverie and casually waved his hand, conjuring up several stools.

Dali didn't hesitate and sat down with a flourish.

"Dali, you mentioned wanting to establish a disciplinary team. After careful consideration, I think it's very necessary."

Dali's expression remained unchanged as he quietly awaited what would happen next.

To be honest, Dumbledore was more decisive than Dudley had expected; Dudley thought he would consider his second year and above.

"But there are two requirements."

"First, the disciplinary group is new, and I can't be sure if it's correct, so I can't give it too much power. Its jurisdiction can only be the first year, unless it can be proven that the existence of the disciplinary group is justified."

"Using first grade as an experimental group?"

Dali's expression remained unchanged.

To be honest, it makes no sense to manage first grade.

That's equivalent to an all-around version of a lower-grade prefect.

It would be better to consider things from the second year onwards.

"Experimental point, this term is very accurate."

Dumbledore nodded, then his expression turned serious: "Second, you need to pass my test and prove that you are capable of managing this organization."

"Professor Dumbledore, please wait a moment."

Dudley interrupted Dumbledore: "I think you've got something wrong."

"I'm just offering some suggestions based on what I've seen, heard, thought, and felt."

"It doesn't mean I want to do it."

(End of this chapter)