Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

"Hogwarts Psychiatric Center"

Travis had a very fulfilling first day of school.

He stayed in the library until he was kicked out by the administrator. If it weren't for the hungry meow, Travis even wanted to go back to the library to read for a while.

It was getting late, and there was no one in the passage. Fortunately, Travis had already completed part of the map, and it was no problem to return to the lounge by himself.

The map that Travis built himself is very interesting, just like the map in the game. Whenever Travis looks at the map, the model of Hogwarts in his mind becomes translucent and shows Travis Where Wes is now.

When Travis moves, the little dot representing himself in the model in his mind also moves.

This map is very friendly to road warriors. Not to mention those who can’t distinguish between east, west, north and south, even if they can’t distinguish up, down, left, and right, they can still find their destination according to the map after a few tries.

"It's a pity that there are only main roads and no secret passages... Should I look for it myself, or should I ask the Weasley twins?"

After thinking about it, Travis felt that it was more interesting to find secret passages on his own. It was just like a puzzle game. What fun could there be in solving a puzzle by playing a puzzle game and looking at the strategy?

After successfully returning to the door of the Gryffindor lounge, looking at the portrait in front of him, Travis had a problem.

The password was unexpectedly changed!

"This... Madam, you should know me, right? I am really a Gryffindor student. I just don't remember the password. How about you let me in first, and I will come back to tell you after asking my roommates?" Terra Weiss suggested.

The fat lady in the portrait immediately rolled her eyes.

"You can't enter without a password. This is the rule... Just wait here and see if there is anyone behind." The fat lady said ruthlessly.

Travis:…

I'll wait for the hammer!

I can afford to wait, but the problem is that the cat is hungry!

Picking up Meowth on the ground, Travis turned and left.

I just can’t go back to the dormitory. What a big deal!Go to the kitchen!

The journey to the kitchen went smoothly. Perhaps because it was not time yet, Travis did not meet Filch, the dormitory manager...but he did in the kitchen.

Travis didn't know why Filch was here, and could only guess that he might be preparing a working meal for himself.

Filch stared at Travis with an inexplicable expression but did not speak, so Travis nodded to him and ignored him.

Asking the house elf to prepare a mutton chop for him and Meowth, Travis waited quietly, but Meowth seemed to be very interested in Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, but Mrs. Norris was not only interested in Meow Meow was not interesting, but rather a bit hostile.

Compared to ordinary cats, Meow Meow is still a bit too big. Even though it is only four months old, it is already bigger than Mrs. Norris, who does not know how old she is.

It was such a "monster" that was surrounding Mrs. Norris, shouting "giao" and "giao", and wanting to stretch out its claws from time to time, making Mrs. Norris a little nervous.

Filch was also a little irritable, maybe it was because of Mrs. Norris.

While he was irritatingly waving to Meow Meow in an attempt to drive Meow Meow away, he took the time to look at his pocket watch and cast malicious glances at Travis from time to time, as if he was preparing to catch Travis as soon as the time came. Arrested and brought to justice.

After a while, Filch's meal was ready, and he had another job: to stop Meow Meow from eating.

Fortunately, less than 5 minutes later, Travis's meal was also brought over by the house elf, and Travis and Meowth happily ate one plate at a time.

Even with Travis' extraordinary eating speed, he didn't finish half of the meal. Filch came over and grabbed Travis's hand, and held a pocket watch in his other hand and shook it. The meaning is self-evident. .

Travis looked at the time and admired Filch's time management ability. He was stuck just right.

"Wait until I finish eating," Travis said calmly.

Filch grinned, showing his big yellow teeth: "It's not up to you."

Travis sighed and put down his knife and fork.

"Mr. Filch, I didn't have a choice before, but this time, I really want to be a good student."

Filch was unmoved and held Travis' arm harder.

Travis sighed again, and the next moment, a burst of lightning suddenly burst out from Travis's body. It was very sudden, but it disappeared very quickly.

The lightning disappeared, and Filch fell to the ground with a thud, his hands and feet twitching from time to time.

pop~

Travis snapped his fingers and pointed at the stunned house elf not far away.

"Go get Mr. Filch a blanket."

The house elf looked at Travis with a strange expression, and after two seconds, he nodded and disappeared.

Travis took out his wand and used the levitation spell to move Filch to the table behind him while Mrs. Norris roared. Although Travis had no idea what the table was originally for, maybe it was Ingredients.

After a while, the house elf came back with a large roll of blankets. Instead of covering Filch with the blanket directly, it used a little magic to wrap the blanket around Filch's body. This way Filch wouldn't be hit even if he was lying on the table... but getting up might be a bit troublesome.

Mrs. Norris stopped growling, sniffed Filch to make sure he was still alive, and then quietly stood by Filch's side, while staring at Travis vigilantly.

Travis was full and was waiting for Meowth to finish eating.

Originally, Travis planned to get Filch's medical records, but the house elf in front of him distracted Travis' attention. At this moment, Travis was more interested in the house elf.

Seeing the house elf, Travis thought of a topic. As he thought about it, he lost track of time. It wasn't until a cough suddenly came from behind that Travis came back to his senses.

Turning around, Travis saw Dumbledore in a nightgown standing behind him, looking curiously at Meowth, who was hugging Mrs. Norris and nuzzling her.

"A very interesting creature, is it a pet cat in the Muggle world?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, a big cat... It's only four months old. Maybe it thinks Mrs. Loris is its mother... It's said that there is a tradition among cat mothers in the wild to help take care of each other's cubs."

Travis explained casually, although he had no idea whether snow leopards had such a tradition.

"Is that so? What an interesting habit...but attacking school administrators is not a good student, Mr. Clyde." Dumbledore said slightly seriously.

"I don't want to either." Travis spread his hands: "I just asked to finish the meal before accepting punishment. Is this too much to ask?"

Dumbledore pushed up his reading glasses: "It's really not too much, but this cannot be a reason for you to attack Mr. Filch... Because of your actions, I have to deduct 30 points from Gryffindor."

"You can do whatever you want~"

Travis waved his hand nonchalantly.

"If it's convenient, could you tell me the new password for the Gryffindor lounge? Or... you can deduct some more points and I'll go to the library tonight."

Dumbledore:  …

This is too much!Are you, a new student, too arrogant? !