HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Hogwarts was busier in the afternoon than in the morning. When Till came down from the fifth floor, many people walked past Till in groups. When someone said hello to Thiel, he responded with a smile, but most of the way to the restaurant, Thiel was lost in thought with a slightly sad expression.

"Teal? Your eyes don't look good." When Teal walked to the spiral staircase landing on the second floor, he happened to meet Bill coming out of the History of Magic classroom. Bill saw the ring outside Teal's eyes at a glance. Redness, and Till's incredibly moist eyes.

Everyone could tell that Till had cried.

"I read some things that my friend wrote to me, and I felt sentimental for a moment." Till explained simply. To her, Gold and the others were not just the founders of Hogwarts, they were her thousand-year-old friends. Her best friend is the one who loves her forever.

A long time passed, but she never forgot a day of those few months together.

"A deep friendship can indeed bring unforgettable feelings." Bill walked beside Till, holding a basket of strawberries in her hand, and extended his hand politely, "Shall I carry it for you?"

The strawberries were exactly what Lupine had hurriedly delivered to her after Till got on the carriage. Till was so anxious all the way that he forgot that he still had the strawberries in his hand, and they took them to the room on the fifth floor.

Till just put the books back into the box and locked them, waiting to be opened next time. When he was about to leave, he saw the big basket of strawberries that he had casually placed in the corner of the table.

You can't just leave the strawberries in the room, they will become stale if left for a long time, so of course Till brought them down with him.

You can also share it with your friends.

"No, I can do it myself." Tier smiled and shook his head. She couldn't even carry a basket of strawberries.

But Bill was obviously just asking politely, and his body had already acted very consciously: "Tier, if you didn't talk to me with the expression that looks like smiling and crying now, maybe it would be more convincing."

Till said it was okay and that she could do it, but the gloomy color in her eyes and the red marks on her face after crying really worried Bill.

The strawberry was held firmly in Bill's hand, and his other hand held the textbook and quill in his arms. Till's own hands were empty. This made Till feel a little more relaxed, and the feeling of being warmed disappeared. My heart radiated: "Bill, you are always so good at comforting people."

Bill's comfort was consistent with his words and deeds. His words of concern may not be enough, but coupled with his sincere actions, his comfort had the ability to warm people's hearts.

"You are also a good friend of mine." Tier said in a soft voice, almost murmuring and sighing, "Good friends never disappear forever, right?"

"Of course, the hearts of good friends are connected. This will involve us who live in different places, asking us to meet one day in any possible way."

There was a restaurant in front of them, but because there were so many people, Till and Bill were temporarily stuck in place due to the stagnant flow of people. Bill turned his head, bent slightly and smiled at Tier: "The power of friendship and love will reunite us forever."

"My mother told me this." Bill raised his eyebrows. "You know, parents can always tell a lot of truths, and we can't refute them yet."

Till was noncommittal, but her smile said it all.

That's what Bill said.

She, Gord and the others will definitely see each other again.

Their hearts are connected, and friendship and love will eventually bring them back together.

Seeing that Tier's mood finally improved visibly, instead of forcing a smile like he did on the stairs just now, Bill's expression also became relaxed.

He hoped that Tier, the little sister, could enjoy life well. The complicated study day after day had weighed down her spirit and body. It was better not to make Tiel's eyebrows droop due to other things.

The flow of people finally began to clear up, and Till and Bill walked into the restaurant side by side. Bill followed Till almost out of habit, heading to the Ravenclaw table.

It's not that Bill can't go back to the Gryffindor table, but after he joined the study group for a long time, he moved closer to Teal at the center of the group, and although Teal occasionally went to the Gryffindor table as a guest , but she is still more accustomed to sitting at the Ravenclaw table.

Therefore, Bill was a permanent member of the Ravenclaw table, and several times some Ravenclaws mistakenly thought that Bill was actually a Ravenclaw, not a Gryffindor.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with him being in Ravenclaw!

"Oh haha, look, Mr. Weasley used it at the Ravenclaw table for dinner today." Professor Flitwick saw the good student of Gryffindor House at a glance, and then looked at McGonagall proudly. Professor, "Minerva, I won this bet again!"

"Mr. Weasley and Teal have a good relationship. It's understandable to sit at the Ravenclaw table. It's just half a self-study class, I can afford it." Professor McGonagall picked up the black tea. She had a poor appetite today. I don’t plan to eat much greasy food now.

For a cup of black tea before the meal, Professor McGonagall didn't even add milk.

The bet between Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall is whether Bill will dine at the Ravenclaw table tonight or return to the embrace of the Gryffindor table. The bet is that tomorrow morning Professor Snape will be off due to illness. Potions class.

Professor Snape was unusually ill. He only had one day off, and there was only one class scheduled for Professor Snape tomorrow. Therefore, he did not arrange for a professor to teach on his behalf. He only asked Professor McGonagall to supervise the students' self-study.

Normally, self-study under the supervision of Professor McGonagall requires students to learn Transfiguration or the content of the original course. Professor Flitwick also took a fancy to this self-study class and took half of the class from Professor McGonagall through a bet. .

Speaking of which, rather than saying that Professor Flitwick won the bet, it would be better to say that Professor McGonagall gave up half a class to Professor Flitwick.

Bill now basically sits at the Ravenclaw table. Only when his brother Charlie comes back will he go back to the Gryffindor table for a few meals, as if he has completely integrated into the Ravenclaw table. Which professor doesn't know about this?

Professor McGonagall is bound to lose this bet.

Professor Dumbledore's appetite didn't seem to be good either. There was no food on the plate in front of him, and he replaced the cup with water: "Speaking of which, Mr. Weasley doesn't seem to be close to the Gryffindor children. But whether it’s daily interactions or getting along with each other after going back at night, it doesn’t seem to have an impact.”

"Mr. Weasley has always been excellent at handling interpersonal relationships, just like his studies." Professor McGonagall looked stern, but she still cared about the students in her college.

After Bill initially studied with Teal and the others and became somewhat alienated from the Gryffindor people, Professor McGonagall worried several times that he would become a "loner" in Gryffindor and be ostracized and isolated—— Although this phenomenon is rare in the enthusiastic Gryffin, it does not mean that it does not exist.