Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

In the Gryffindor common room, Travis sat next to Ron and watched him play chess with Hermione.

Travis knew nothing about Wizard Chess, but this did not affect Travis' interest in watching it - Travis was very interested in the working principle of Wizard Chess itself.

In a small chessboard, all the chess pieces can be controlled by voice, and they can restore themselves after being destroyed. This is so interesting!

Even in the magical world, this magical creation will make those who study it feel mysterious, unscientific, and not magical.

"It seems that my idea is right. Alchemy as the origin of magic is more worthy of study than magic." Travis sighed with his chin in one hand.

"Oh, Travis, please stop talking, I almost made the wrong move," Ron complained.

"Feel sorry."

Travis apologized softly, but he actually disagreed deeply.

Even though Travis doesn't understand wizard chess, he can still count.

At this moment, Ron's pieces on the chessboard were more than twice as many as Hermione's. Travis didn't believe that Ron was seriously thinking about how to win. He was thinking about how to abuse the food in a fancy way.

Poor Hermione, her hair was as disheveled as a chicken coop at the moment, but this was not the end, the chess game was not over yet, and she did not admit defeat... nor did she seem to intend to.

Just when Travis was trying to convince Hermione to give up and let him experience it instead, Harry came over, still wearing his Quidditch uniform, as if he had just finished training.

"You don't look too good. It would be nice for her and you to have a drink."

As Travis spoke, he poured two glasses of wolfberry water and pushed gently, and the two glasses slid in two directions towards Harry at the end of the table.

wow~

Meowth suddenly jumped out from under the table and stopped one of them. The glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Fortunately, the other cup arrived in front of Harry safely. Travis calmly took out his wand and used the Restoration Charm to restore the fragments of the cup on the ground, then used the Levitation Charm to retrieve it, and finally used the Cleaning Charm to clean the floor.

The three spells were completed in one go, and Harry was dumbfounded.

Ron and Hermione were indifferent to this. They had seen this scene many times before and were not surprised.

"Thank you." Harry picked up the cup and took a sip: "What is this? Is that its name you just said?"

Travis nodded and used the three-step cuteness combo: "Yeah~ Yeah~ Yes~"

Harry: ...

Is this guy agitated after not going back to school for so long?

"Why this name? What does it mean?" Harry asked.

"Because...hehehehe..."

Harry looked at Travis speechlessly, thinking that it looked like Travis was really stimulated.

Giving up on communicating with Travis on this topic, Harry drank all the water in the cup and announced a very bad news for him: the next Gryffindor game will be played by Professor Snape. referee.

After hearing this "bad news", Ron and Hermione were immediately anxious.

"Stop participating in the competition!"

"Just say you're sick!"

"Pretend you broke your leg!"

"I really broke my leg!"

Travis looked at the two people singing in harmony with interest, touched his pocket, and took out a machete.

"I can help you. Tell me, which of the three legs should I chop off?" Travis waved the machete: "I promise to cut off the weeds and eradicate the roots cleanly with my hands!"

Harry: (⊙x⊙;)

Ron: ⊙▽⊙

Hermione: (?_?)

"Where...did you get such a long knife?" Hermione asked.

"In my pocket."

"I know! I mean how did you put such a long knife in your pocket?"

"A new magic I learned can increase the capacity of the container."

As Travis spoke, he pulled up his pocket and demonstrated in front of everyone how to put the machete into the small pocket.

First, open the pocket.

Next, tuck the machete into your pocket.

Finally, close the pocket.

Classic three-step strategy, very simple ~

"It's amazing!" Hermione sighed with gleaming eyes and then looked at Travis with hesitant and expectant eyes: "Can you teach me? I want to learn this magic."

"Okay." Travis nodded, rummaged around in his pocket and took out a notebook: "These are my notes. I returned the magic book to the library."

"Thank you so much!"

Hermione took the notebook and looked at it excitedly.

"The Untraceable Stretching Curse?"

Hermione raised her head suddenly and looked at Travis hesitantly.

"I saw records about this curse in the library, and I wanted to learn it at that time."

Travis smiled slightly: "Heroes see the same thing, and I also think this magic is very useful."

"But... I later found out that not everyone can learn this magic. If you want to learn this magic, you need qualifications - permission from the Ministry of Magic."

"That's right." Travis nodded: "I have the qualifications to study. Principal Dumbledore gave it to me."

But I didn’t!

Hermione gritted her teeth and reluctantly handed the notebook back to Travis.

Travis didn't take the notebook.

"The magic book recording the Traceless Stretch Spell is in the restricted book section of the library. If you want to read it, you need a certificate from the professor, which means you need qualifications."

"What you have in your hand is just my notes. You don't need to be approved by the Ministry of Magic to read my notes."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then smiled sweetly: "Thank you, you are so kind."

you are nice?

What the hell?Can this also be issued a good person card? ? ?

This is too inexplicable!

Hearing Hermione's thanks, Travis felt bad.

But it wasn't just Travis who felt bad at the moment, but also... Harry who was being left out in the cold.

"Hey, you guys can help me think of a way!" Harry said with a hint of resentment.

"Oh, yes, think of a way... think of a way?" Travis asked.

"Of course Snape is going to be the Quidditch referee!"

"Well... why do you have to find a way? He should also know the rules of Quidditch, right?" Travis continued to ask.

"The point is not whether Snape understands the rules of Quidditch, but that there are some things you don't know, and you can't explain them in a few words. You weren't here before. In short, you just want to help Harry find a way."

Ron "explained" patiently, leaving Travis speechless for a while.

What does this explain?There is no explanation at all!

"Okay, okay, I understand. Generally speaking, you don't want to see Snape appear on the Quidditch field as a referee, right?" Travis asked.

"It would be best if he didn't appear on the Quidditch pitch, in any capacity," Harry added.

"I understand~ this is not easy~"

Harry suddenly became energetic: "What can you do?"

Travis pulled the machete out of his pocket again.

"Just break his legs!"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked at Ron and Hermione, with an expression that seemed to say: It's all your fault!

Ron and Hermione quickly looked away to indicate that it was none of their business.