Dumbledore was examining himself in the bathroom the next morning.
"What is this?" Dumbledore said to himself in a frustrated tone, as he tried to flex his toothpick of a body.
Dumbledore then got an idea: he would use magic to turn himself into a muscular man.
"About the only damn good thing magic is good for these days!" Dumbledore grumbled to himslef.
Just then there was a knock on the door, and with out waiting for a reply the door burst open and charging in was Ryan Moore.
"Listen daddy o, I've delivered mail to this family, and I know this family enough, especially Dudley enough that your story doesn't make sense!" Ryan Moore spat in Dumbledores face.
"Dont call me daddy o you fat mail delevering fuck!" Dumbledore hissed as Ryans glare increased.
"I think we're starting to get a picture here!" Ryan said authoritatively.
"Wait wait what are you saying?" Dumbledore asked.
"Let me guess you got in some trouble and you left him for bait!" Ryan said.
Get out of my way, jerk off!" Dumbledore croaked.
"Or what are you going to shoot me like you did Dudley, and tell some story?" Ryan poked.
Dumbledore then laughed manically and said you're creepy are you a pedafile or something you know sounds like your obsessed with Dudley!" Dumbledore fluttered as Ryan had a dangerous death glare
Dumbledore then left briskly, Leaving a glaring Ryan Moore in his midst.
Dumbledore had now transformed his body, he a complete unrecognizable 360 degree turn sround, which shocked even himself of how much of a stud he looked like.
He now had a muscular frame, with thick black, curly hair.
Dumbledore however still stuck to his half moon spectacles.
"Not a bad look!" Dumbledore whinnied into the night.