Chapter -120.
"Did you all see that? Lockhart looked so ridiculous when he lost his wand." After leaving the classroom, Ron began to imitate Lockhart in an exaggerated tone, but he only managed to make Harry laugh.
Hermione thought he was being childish, and Malfoy felt he missed the essence and didn't imitate well.
"By the way, D-Bro, what are you going to do with those things?" Ron pointed at the cage in Dudley's hands.
After being put back in the cage, the group of Cornish Pixies continued their raucous chatter. Seeing Ron talking about them, a few even made funny faces at him.
It was pretty evident that they somewhat understand human language.
Unlike the niffler, which was like a cockroach among magical creatures, completely uncommunicative.
"I'm going to conduct a little experiment with them. By the way, Ron, they're cursing at you."
"Cursing at me? What are they saying?" Ron paused, then widened his eyes: "D-bro, you understand what they're saying?"
"I understand a bit of Pixie language."
Dudley explained as he walked: "They said you're as noisy as a duck, and now they're calling you a red-haired duck."
"Cool!"
Ron sincerely admired it, of course not referring to being called a red-haired duck.
"No one would argue with a bunch of pixies."
"I know a little bit," Dudley feigned humility.
'Even understands Pixie language, truly worthy of being D-Bro.' Malfoy and Harry thought simultaneously.
'How does Dudley know everything? No way, I need to get him to teach me.' Hermione thought to herself.
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At midnight, the moon climbed among the branches, and the young wizards had all gone to sleep early, while Hogwarts gradually quieted down.
After exercising, Dudley returned to the dormitory, still in the same first-year room, still single occupancy. Malfoy wanted to move in with him but was firmly rejected by Dudley; why share a room when he could enjoy it alone?
Unfortunately, Hogwarts was still not allowing mixed-gender dorms.
Finding a table, Dudley took the cage of Cornish Pixies out. The little troublemakers, after being caged all day, were still very lively.
He beckoned with his finger, and the magical array emitted a faint glow. A hand reached out from the cage and grabbed one of the Cornish Pixies.
Cornish Pixies were not particularly cute creatures, but the blue skin reminded Dudley of a character from a fairy tale.
The Smurfs.
It seemed he had once acquired the title of "Granny Witch."
Of course, the Smurfs were much cuter than this creature.
Dudley wanted to try his hand at the magical creature taming technique.
This was a very special ability, just like the language of magical creatures, and was aimed solely at magical creatures.
The Cornish Pixie that was grabbed looked somewhat scared, and as if sensing something, it desperately tried to escape from the wooden hand, but it was in vain.
Dudley watched the taming prompt flickering above its head and activated the taming technique.
The moment it was activated, the Cornish Pixie immediately froze in place as if hit by a petrification spell. Soon, a layer of bluish light emitted from its head.
Dudley felt as if something had been drawn out of his body, but everything appeared normal on the panel display, with no change in magical power, as if it were just his illusion.
Before he could think much about it, he felt something light up in his mind.
It seemed a connection had formed between him and the Cornish Pixie.
To verify this, Dudley waved his hand slightly, and the wooden hand immediately released the Cornish Pixie.
It didn't run away, didn't attack, and didn't try to play tricks either; instead, it looked at him shyly, unlike its usual mischievous demeanor.
Dudley felt a stir in his heart, took out the magical creature food he made (for Pixies specifically), and handed it to the Pixie.
The Cornish Pixie immediately hugged the food and began to feast.
So that's it, it was hungry.
One piece of food was quickly consumed, so Dudley handed it a second piece.
Dudley felt he could understand what the Pixie was thinking, but this feeling wasn't yet proficient and needed practice.
Similarly, the Cornish Pixie could understand what he was thinking.
With just a thought, the Cornish Pixie flew up and brought back a book from the table.
Just like other familiars in the magical world.
Perhaps it is more useful than a familiar.
Immediately, Dudley discovered again that under the system's display, the original label of "tamable" had changed to "if nurtured properly, it can evolve."
Evolve?
Huh? Why does it feel a little weird?
Dudley entertained a quirky thought.
Aren't I actually nurturing Pokémon? Or am I a... Digital Monster Tamer?
Dudley stroked his smooth chin, then a question arose, what about my plan?
Perhaps I could cosplay a druid.
Dudley also wanted to know what this evolution was about, whether it was the evolution he understood, so he chose to evolve.
In an instant, a dazzling yet gentle light enveloped the entire body of the Cornish pixie, and before Dudley's eyes, the creature began to transform, alternately expanding and shrinking, rising and falling.
Ten seconds passed, and the light finally faded, revealing a brand-new Cornish pixie before Dudley.
At the moment the Cornish Pixie completed its transformation, it seemed to see small stars flickering around.
Its overall appearance was still that of a Cornish Pixie, but its body had more than doubled in size, its originally frail body had become somewhat plumper, and the two feelers on its head gradually transformed into a pair of sharp horns.
What, still say you're not Pokémon?
Dudley looked at the transformed Cornish Pixie and couldn't help but think, 'I shouldn't be receiving a lawyer's letter, right? '
Cornish Pixie LV2.
This was the label displayed above the newly evolved Cornish Pixie's head. "From now on, you shall be called Pix." Regardless of whether the creature was willing or not, Dudley forcibly decided on the name.
Pix, a fairy name from European folklore, the Cornish Pixie is a sprite, and sprites are also fairies, after all.
Of course, the name is Pix, not Pikachu.
As for lawyer's letters, Dudley stated he would refuse to accept them; if they insisted on sending it, he could only preemptively acquire GF, since it was only 1992.
The evolved Cornish pixie not only grew in size but also noticeably increased in power and speed, and seemed to have gained a special ability.
With a snap of its fingers, Pixie released blue powder from its fingertips, and then a book flew up into thin air.
"Your ability?"
Pixie nodded.
"Oh," Dudley instantly became interested, and then he looked toward the cage of Cornish pixies.
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