HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

After eating lunch quickly, Till walked quickly to the principal's office.

Along the way, she was thinking about what Professor Dumbledore wanted to do with her, but just as she couldn't guess what Professor Snape wanted to do with her, Professor Dumbledore's thoughts were equally difficult to guess.

The password for the stone beast in the principal's office changes frequently, but Professor Snape did not tell her the new password, so Teal clearly told the stone beast the previous password: "Pink Coconut Sorbet."

Some time ago, Professor Dumbledore was particularly obsessed with this kind of cold food with the fragrance of coconut. Teal also tasted a few pieces on the table. The sweetness was good, but she was a little indifferent to the taste of coconut.

Half-gauze curtains covered the windows, making the principal's office a little darker in the afternoon. However, the magic candles were burning day and night, and Teal could clearly see the fabric on Professor Dumbledore's wizard robe. Every little star.

"Does it look good? The new wizard robe I ordered just arrived last night." Professor Dumbledore patted his wizard robe with a smile, and picked off a few small stars that shone from time to time on it, and blew it. On Teal's school uniform.

"Thank you, Professor."

The little stars made their home at the bottom of Till's school uniform. Although calling his school uniform seems a bit nondescript, Till is still happy to accept such cute "trinkets" that can be taken off at will.

Professor Dumbledore did not go directly to the topic, but motioned for Till to sit down on the small sofa with him. As expected, Thiel saw a plate of food similar to pink coconut sorbet on the small table in the middle.

The reason why it is said to be "similar" is because their color seems to be redder than the pink coconut sorbet in Till's impression...?

Noticing Till's confused gaze, Professor Dumbledore smiled and explained: "You can call them pink strawberry sorbet."

Obviously, Professor Dumbledore knew that Teal was not interested in coconut, so he specially prepared strawberry-flavored sorbet for her.

Teal smiled gratefully, and under Professor Dumbledore's loving gaze, she picked up a small piece of sorbet with a fork and took a tentative sip.

The taste of sorbet is particularly suitable for relieving the heat in summer, but in mid-to-late October, it still has a cold and delicious taste.

If Till used a Muggle food to describe it, it would be like Muggle ice cream, except that the texture is not as smooth as ice cream, with some obvious graininess.

The sorbet is mixed with strawberry juice, which has a strong strawberry flavor. When you bite it, the cool and sour taste bursts out on the tip of your tongue.

Tier's eyes lit up in pleasure at first, but after she finished eating the cold food piece by piece, she felt a sour tingling under her belly, probably in her lower abdomen.

The pain was not obvious and disappeared quickly. Although Till was a little strange, he quickly moved his attention away after Professor Dumbledore spoke.

Professor Dumbledore handed a piece of parchment similar to a registration form to Till: "I wonder if you have heard of the All-British Wizarding Duel Competition."

"Of course I've heard of it. I think every British wizard should know it." Till looked at the registration form that was obviously prepared for himself. He answered while hesitating whether to pick it up. "If I didn't remember it, If it’s wrong, it will be held again this year?”

The All-England Wizarding Duel Competition is a grand duel competition held in England. The competition schedule will last for three months.

It has no age limit for contestants, but it was changed from being held every ten years to being held every five years more than four hundred years ago.

The reason why Teal came to know about it was because one time he saw a picture of Alberta Tussel in a chocolate frog. The witch who defeated her opponent with a blasting spell and won the picture was enthusiastic and enthusiastic. Celebrating flamboyantly.

Thiel really wanted to know how that duel took place, so he checked a lot of information. Unfortunately, 1430 was too far away from now, and Thiel could only find a few lines of text description at most.

Instead, Till chose to learn more about the All-British Wizards Duel Competition, which was a way to make up for his regret.

Professor Dumbledore looked into Till's eyes and said seriously: "Yes, it will officially start a week before Christmas. I think you should try it."

"You should know that even if I participate, I won't be able to win the final victory."

Teal thought that Professor Dumbledore must be crazy. She, a second-year student, was going to participate in a dueling event between wizards in the UK. Wasn't Professor Dumbledore worried that she would be beaten down as soon as she entered the stage?

And because there is no age limit, many very old wizards will also play. With their magic power and experience, unless a young person emerges from the outside, the final showdown will usually be between them.

When Till first learned about it, he felt that such an ending was meaningless. The old wizards had always won, leaving no chance for the young people.

However, she carefully reviewed every competition since records began, and found that although most of the winners were old wizards who had been famous for a long time, there were a few young people among them who started a truly glorious life.

For example, two hundred years ago, a young wizard named Landrico Sterling defeated thousands of opponents. He became famous at the age of only twenty-seven. After that, for nearly forty years, The side he protects is something that no one dares to touch.

It's a pity that this duelist suffered from a mysterious illness when he was in his sixties and passed away suddenly.

Even though Tiel thinks she already has considerable strength, she also knows that she still has a lot of room for improvement.

Even the many seniors at Hogwarts could easily crush the twelve-year-old her, not to mention the contestants in the finals who must have been very strong.

Professor Dumbledore brought a drink that looked like black tea to Teal. Teal held it to his nose and smelled it. After smelling the strong sweetness of honey, he took a sip with confidence.

The liquid was swallowed, and Tyr listened to Professor Dumbledore's words in the sweet taste: "Tiel, the purpose of our participation is not necessarily victory. To experience the process of participation and see the power of the outside world may be better than obtaining the final victory. It makes more sense.”

"Don't worry, there are many young wizards coming every year, and they will also sign up to experience this rare feast." Professor Dumbledore was tempting, "Don't you want to go and see it? It's very lively. Next Once, you have to wait five years.”

Till nervously squeezed the registration form in her hand. The thick parchment did not get wrinkled by her pinching, but instead made her white fingers that had been carefully cared for by the "Hand Protection Potion" even more as white as jade.

Till took a deep breath and smiled at Professor Dumbledore: "Okay, Professor, you convinced me."