Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

"Hogwarts Psychiatric Center"

"By the way Harry, you haven't told me what you do with Nico Flamel. Are you also interested in alchemy?"

"we are……"

Ron was about to speak when Harry suddenly gave Ron an elbow.

"Yes, we are interested in alchemy and want to learn about it," Harry said.

Travis looked at Ron and then at Harry, nodded and stood up.

"Then the book Hermione brought should be helpful to you. I'll go back to the dormitory to get something, and you guys can talk first."

As soon as Travis left the common room, Hermione couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Harry, why did you lie to Travis? And do you think you could lie to him? If you were really interested in alchemy, wouldn't you know who Nico Flamel is? Or wouldn't you know about the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry Min asked.

"Okay, okay, I know I can't necessarily fool him." Harry motioned to Hermione to calm down: "But this matter is too dangerous, and Travis has not been involved before, so..."

Hermione: "So you don't trust him? He lives in the same dormitory as you! He is our friend!"

"You misunderstood, it's not that I don't trust Travis, it's just that the teacher we have to deal with is Snape, and I don't want to drag Travis into trouble."

Hermione's expression softened after hearing Harry's explanation.

"I don't think Travis cares about going against Snape at all... I even think that if you had nodded in agreement just now, he would have really dared to break Snape's legs!" Ron complained.

Harry was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was really possible - the possibility was very high!

Travis was a fierce man who dared to yell at Snape in Snape's class. If they hadn't stopped Travis in time, there might have been a fight.

"Okay, if we need Travis' help later, I will tell him truthfully, but now we have to rely on ourselves." Harry said.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other and nodded in agreement with Harry's plan.

After a while, Travis came back with a cardboard box, and the meow under the table swooped over and hugged Travis' thigh.

With Meow Meow's current size in his arms, Travis could no longer walk.

"Someone can pick it up for me."

"What did you take...that's so heavy?!"

Ron, who was closest, was dumbfounded as soon as he took over.

"Tea leaves, and some bottles and cans."

As he spoke, he peeled Meowth off his lap and picked him up, and Travis walked to the seat with Ron.

Placing Meow on the table, patting his butt and letting him play by himself, Travis opened the box and took out things one by one.

The first thing to be taken out was the tea leaves, each of which was packaged in an exquisite wooden box. There were six boxes in total. Travis divided these among them first.

What was then taken out was a pile of bottles and cans of various sizes and packaging, some of which were also boxed.

"These are skin care products, cosmetics, etc. that I bought in Diagon Alley when I first started school. I bought them as gifts for friends, but I forgot about them later. I happened to find them when I went back to look for tea leaves. Please share them. Bar."

Looking at the bottles and jars on the table, Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"This...isn't it necessary? I don't need any cosmetics." Harry said.

"It's not all cosmetics, for example..." Travis searched among the pile of things: "This bottle is for washing your hair...and this one, this is for taking a shower."

Picking out two bottles at random and handing them to Harry, Travis held down Meowth, who was interested in the bottles, with his backhand.

"You guys share it. You don't have to leave it for me. I still have a lot. I'll take this restless soul out to cool down for a while."

After saying that, without waiting for Harry to refuse, Travis put Meowth on the ground and pulled its big tail away.

Now Meowth's body shape and tail length perfectly match Travis's height and arm length, and he can just pull his tail to "mop" the floor.

If the cat gets older and gains more weight, I'm afraid it won't be able to be pulled like this, as it will hurt it.

There is no such worry now. Meow Meow is even in the mood to turn over on his back and move left and right, bending his two front paws in front of his chest to make a heart shape.

When they arrived at the stairs, Travis let go of the big tail in his hand and was about to pick up Meow Meow, but he didn't expect Meow Meow to instantly turn over and eject himself away, allowing Travis to once again experience the instant explosive power of cats. .

"It seems that we need to take a few months to educate Meow Meow properly, and not let it go down the road of no return as a naughty child."

Patting the fur that Meowth had shed on his hands, Travis walked out of Gryffindor Tower and went to find Principal Dumbledore.

Principal Dumbledore didn't say anything after seeing Principal Dumbledore. He nodded to Travis and stood up and left the desk while stretching out his left arm.

Travis didn't say much, and just held on tightly. The next moment, the world was spinning, and when they returned to normal, the two of them had arrived in Diagon Alley.

The cooperation is very tacit.

However, differences soon emerged.

"Where are you going?" Dumbledore asked doubtfully.

"Go to the wand shop."

"Not going to Gringotts?"

"I don't think I said I was going to Gringotts?"

Travis blinked and pretended to be confused.

Dumbledore:  …

You kid, you think of me as a bus... No, you think of me as a Floo Network?

"Aren't you always curious about what I need so much money for? You'll find out if you just come with me."

"Really? Then I would like to see what you are going to do."

All the way to the magic wand shop, the outside of the shop was very deserted, and the only person in the shop was the spiritual man who had inherited wand making for 2000 years, carefully wiping a wand behind the counter.

When Travis opened the door, Ollivander looked up and noticed that a guest had arrived.

"Oh, Mr. Clyde, Mr. Dumbledore, welcome."

Ollivander put down the wand in his hand and closed the lid before welcoming him enthusiastically.

"Mr. Clyde, what a coincidence that you came here. I have just made the wand and am about to write to you!"

"Magic wand? What...oh, I remember, you are talking about the wand I ordered before, right?"

"Yes, that's the wand. I'm going to get it now."

With that said, Ollivander, the spirited old man, completely ignored Dumbledore and turned around to leave.

"You also ordered a wand? Don't you have one?"

Dumbledore was very confused, wondering if Travis had already prepared for the clone?

"Yes, I originally wanted to customize a wand, but time was tight, so I had to buy a ready-made one first."

"The wand I have here is no makeshift one, Mr. Clyde."

Ollivander came out with a box, looking a little unhappy, but he quickly put it aside and replaced it with an excited look.

"Come and try it, Mr. Clyde, I dare say this will be one of the most powerful wands in the entire wizarding world!"

Travis:…

Didn't you just say that the wands you have here are not working?

There is no bad thing, only better?