Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

"Hogwarts Psychiatric Center"

Click...click...click click...

As a faint voice came, everyone looked at Ron.

Ron was stunned for a moment and turned to look at the cage on the stand beside the bed.

"Strange, there's nothing."

Ron rubbed his eyes. At this time, others also noticed that there was nothing in the mouse cage, and the mouse Spots didn't chew anything. It was sleeping, sleeping soundly.

"The sound... seems to be coming from over there."

Neville pointed in the direction of Travis' "single room" with some uncertainty.

After hesitating, Harry walked over.

As soon as Harry entered Travis's single room, he saw Travis sitting on the floor with a pen dangling on his notebook in one hand, and the other hand seemed to be stuffing something into his mouth.

This made Harry breathe a sigh of relief.

"I was shocked. I thought it was your cat eating randomly." Harry explained softly.

"He just ate it, but he didn't seem to like it."

Travis turned sideways and handed Harry something like a grass root.

"Would you like some? It tastes pretty good. It's a little astringent at first, but it will become sweet after tasting it slowly."

Harry was about to reach out to take it, but when he saw Travis' face, he froze.

"What...are you eating?" Harry asked blankly.

"I don't know. I didn't pay attention when I opened it, and mixed several materials together. I'm guessing who they are by their names." Travis said slightly depressed.

I finally found a suitable seasoning, but I didn’t know the name. It was such a mistake.

"Um... let's go to the hospital then."

"I refuse treatment!"

Travis stood up suddenly, and as soon as he stood up, he realized something was wrong.

"What do you mean?" Travis asked tentatively.

"your face……"

"Green?" Travis asked.

"No." Harry shook his head: "But it turned blue."

"Oh. It's okay, as long as it's not green...what the hell? Blue???"

Travis' eyes widened for a moment.

"Yeah." Harry nodded vigorously, as if to prove that he was not lying.

After receiving Harry's confirmation again, Travis immediately took out his wand and used the mirror twin without caring about anything else.

Originally, Travis planned to use the clone's sense sharing as a mirror to observe himself, but when the clone came out, my dear, the clone's face was all blue!

"He died before leaving the army, which made the foodie burst into tears~"

With a sad look on his face, Travis threw the unknown potion in his hand into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

The bitter taste revealed a slight sweetness. The bitter taste reflected his mood at the moment, and the slightly sweet taste soothed his mood at the moment. It was perfect.

Harry's eyes twitched as he watched Travis, who had already swallowed, freeze his hand feebly in the air, opening his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"take it easy."

Travis tidied up his appearance.

"I just ate six kinds. I don't know which one caused the poisoning... I'd better go to the hospital."

"I'll go with you." Harry said after coming to his senses.

"I'll go with you too, just in case...if you faint, I can help." Ron stuck his head out from behind Harry and said.

"Let's go together, it just so happens that it's not time yet." Seamo said.

Neville nodded vigorously and looked at Travis nervously and worriedly.

"Thanks, but no need, I feel fine and nothing abnormal."

Travis smiled and waved his hand.

"Harry and Ron just come with me. Do you a favor and help me clean it up. Be careful not to let Meowth eat it."

Seamus and Neville hesitated for a moment, Seamus nodded and then gave way to the passage.

"Then you go to the hospital quickly, we will wait for your return."

"Ok."

In order to avoid setting a bad flag, Travis simply replied without saying much.

Travis doesn't want to say things like "I will definitely come back alive" or "When I come back..." at this time, this is a magical world!not scientific!

Escorted by Harry and Ron, Travis walked quickly along the way. Several students he met on the way looked at him in surprise, and one female classmate was even frightened.

Fortunately, he finally arrived at the hospital safely and met Madam Pomfrey.

Madam Pomfrey was very efficient. After briefly asking about the situation and inspecting it, she immediately reprimanded Travis.

"Mr. Clyde, you should be lucky that it only changes the color of your body and has no other toxicity, otherwise you would have gone to another world by now."

"I have an antidote here, but I think that instead of detoxifying, not detoxifying will make you remember better and remember not to eat randomly in the future. This poison will make your face turn blue, and it will turn blue after a day It will spread throughout the body and the blue color will completely fade after three days.”

"Now, go back to the dormitory and rest."

Madam Pomfrey pointed to the hospital door to signal that they could leave.

Harry and Ron breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then they wanted to laugh but suppressed their laughter, but they peeked at Travis' face from time to time.

Travis was very calm, but he was quietly relieved when he heard that the poison had no other side effects.

"Okay, Madam Pomfrey, but can you tell me what caused me to be poisoned?" Travis asked.

"What do you ask for this?"

"I'll be more careful in the future."

"What are you paying attention to?"

"Be careful... don't eat it again when you eat it!"

Madam Pomfrey: ...

"go out!"

Travis blinked his big innocent eyes and thought to himself, I am so honest with you, why are you still angry?

Do you think the most important thing in communicating between people is sincerity?

Or is it more flattering to tell a “white” lie?

With this sociological problem in mind, Travis left with Harry and Ron worried.

Harry and Ron's glances didn't stop on the way. Compared to when they first went to the hospital, they now knew that Travis was not in danger of life or other dangers, so they were now more interested in "appreciating it" "The blue limited edition Travis at the moment.

"Do you think I can win if I sue the Smurfs for infringing on my image rights after I turn blue all over?" Travis suddenly asked.

Ron was stunned for a moment, then looked confused.

He didn't know what a Smurf was, and he was even thinking seriously about what kind of elf was called a Smurf.

"If you eat some weird things to make your body smaller, your nose rounder and bigger, and then buy a white hat, you might be able to win." Harry said with a smile.

He does not mean that.

Travis nodded thoughtfully, thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

But as he thought about it, Travis' thoughts couldn't help but drift from suing the Smurfs to the Smurfs themselves, then to the elves, and finally to the house elves.

"Ron, where can I buy house elves?"