Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

Seamus: "It smells so good!"

Ron: "It's a pity it's a little cold."

Neville: "But who gave this to me? Isn't it poisonous?"

Harry pointed to Travis' bed: "Didn't you notice a bulge there?"

"No." Ron shook his head and continued eating: "By the way, Travis was released after serving his sentence? Or did he run out on his own?"

"It should be... yes?"

Harry is also a little unsure. Everything about Travis can be described in one word: everything is possible.

Looking at the motionless bulging quilt, several people were too embarrassed to wake Travis up to ask, so they continued to eat and drink happily.

Two hours later, Travis got up and changed out of his pajamas, but there was no one in the dormitory.

After washing up, Travis put on the clothes he had custom-made in Diagon Alley during his vacation and rubbed his belly.

"It's not necessarily a good thing if your digestion ability is too good. I'm a little hungry again."

Sighing, Travis walked out of the dormitory and headed to the dining hall.

There were not many people in the restaurant, but there were about a dozen people, but most of them were not eating.

They chatted, studied, and played wizard chess. Then there were no other entertainment activities. Entertainment activities were quite scarce.

"In this day and age, wouldn't it be nice to play glass beads and call cards?"

Think about the cards with moving heads of famous magicians being thrown to the ground, one word - seeking death!

"Wait a minute, I seem to be able to invent a new way of entertainment... Auto Chess seems to be very good!"

Travis's eyes lit up.

With his current alchemy level and Nico Flamel, a powerful foreign aid, he can "invent" many interesting things. Auto Chess is easy to operate and has the foundation of Wizard Chess, which can move by itself. It should be easy to accept.

“The business opportunities are endless!”

Thinking of this, Travis quickly walked towards Ron who was reading a book while stuffing something into his mouth with a frown on his face.

"Hey, Ron, give me your wizard chess to study." Travis slapped Ron on the shoulder and said.

"Mmm!"

Ron's expression changed, and then he coughed hard and kept hitting his chest with his hand.

He was so frightened that he choked.

"Ahem...what are you studying? If you want to play, I have no problem with it, but you can't dismantle my game!" Ron's eyes revealed vigilance.

Ron had lived at Travis's house for a while during the holidays, and he was an insider of the explosion that occurred while Travis was conducting research.

Ron would not dare to hand over the "ancestral" wizard chess to Travis for research.

"Don't worry, I'm just observing the movements of the chess pieces, and I'm going to make a copy of it myself for fun," Travis said.

"you promise?"

"I promise."

"Really?"

"real."

"you sure?"

"If you believe it, mother-in-law, I will beat you to death!"

"Do not believe."

Travis:…

Hey, my little grump!

Travis rolled up his sleeves, ready to show Ron who was the boss in the dormitory.

"I'll come back to the dormitory for you after class," Ron said.

"There will be a class later? What class?"

Harry: "It's Charms in the morning and Defense Against the Dark Arts in the afternoon."

Defense Against the Dark Arts class?

Lockhart's class?

"What did Lockhart teach you?" Travis asked.

“The first week taught us how to deal with Cornish elves.”

Harry didn't tell Travis about the exams during class, and the exams were all about Lockhart's preferences.

There was a vague expectation in his heart, expecting Travis to be so excited when he went to take the exam that he would give Lockhart a break!

"Cornish elf? You can beat that thing with your fist, right?"

"Who says it's not?" Ron shrugged: "However, Lockhart didn't manage it and made a mess in the classroom. In the end, we managed to deal with those Cornish elves."

"Hey! You don't know, I used a disarming spell to knock two of them away!"

clap clap clap...

Travis clapped his hands slowly: "Then you have a dick in your mouth..."

Ron, who was originally excited, suddenly became speechless.

"The second week Lockhart said he had brought in another terrifying magical creature." Harry said.

"But when I opened the cage, it turned out to be goblins... Oh my god, he actually called goblins scary. There are a group of them living in my garden!" Ron rubbed his forehead, as if he had a headache.

"What happened next?" Travis continued to ask.

Harry: "Later...it was changed to a Cornish elf."

"What? He didn't even manage the goblin?"

"No, he has defeated the goblins." Harry shook his head: "Maybe he has become so confident after defeating the goblins that he wants to challenge himself."

Travis couldn't help but smile, thinking that Harry's mouth could be quite harmful.

"How is Hermione? Is she disillusioned with Lockhart?" Travis asked.

"More than just disillusionment!" Ron suddenly became excited: "You don't know, when Lockhart released the Cornish elf again, Hermione's face turned black with anger, and after class, she directly The book was torn!"

"Yes, this is the first time I've seen Hermione tear up a book - she has always cherished books - at least she won't tear them up." Harry nodded and continued.

Tsk~

Travis smacked his lips. He had no idea that Lockhart would be exposed so quickly and completely, and that he could actually make Hermione, a reserve fangirl, tear her book apart in anger.

After looking at the time, he saw that class was about to begin, so Travis didn't ask for any more food. Instead, he returned to the dormitory to get his books, and then went to Charms class with Harry and Ron.

The Charms class teaches the Iron Armor Charm, which is armor protection. It is a very practical spell, but Travis has already learned it.

It is unrealistic to expect to learn powerful magic in Charms class. If you really want to learn powerful magic, you have to go to the forbidden book area!

However, after class, Travis was unexpectedly stopped by Hermione.

"Are you skipping class this afternoon?" Hermione asked.

For some reason, Travis actually saw a trace of expectation in Hermione's eyes.

"Turning class? Why? I'm a good student!"

Hermione:  …

Hermione gritted her teeth and seemed to have made a difficult decision: "If you skip class, I will skip class too!"

Travis' eyes widened for a moment.

You little girl are so bad. You obviously want to skip class, but you want me to be the one who gets shot!

"No!" Travis immediately shook his head: "I love learning, learning makes me happy!"

"There are some things you don't know, Travis." Hermione looked at Travis sincerely: "You will definitely regret going to class, believe me!"

"Let's skip class together!"

As she said that, Hermione took Travis's hand and shook it, quite coquettishly.

Wow, even the beauty trap was used!

A hero is sad for a beauty!

Travis felt soft and reached out to help Hermione tidy up the hair that was scattered around her temples.

"There is no word regret in my dictionary!"