HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Professor Dumbledore put one hand on Snape's shoulder. With a little force, Snape had to suppress his anger no matter how angry he was. He didn't speak to Tier anymore, just glared at her fiercely, then threw up his sleeves and left.

The scene was still silent, with some bad endings. Some subtle or blatant glances fell on Tier's side, making Tier blush with embarrassment.

I don't know what Snape is going crazy about.

"Severus is too worried about you. Your tactics just now are very bold, aren't they?" Professor Dumbledore came out and broke the situation with a smile. He gently put his arm around Till's shoulders and signaled to Huo who was flying over. Mrs. Qi organized the students to leave.

Till followed Professor Dumbledore's force and got off the stand.

But before leaving, Till didn't forget to turn around and wave to the team members who were looking at him, telling them to celebrate first. With Tier's signal, the team members gathered together and cheered with confidence.

Although it was Tyr who took the lead in grabbing the Golden Snitch and sealing the victory for Ravenclaw, who can deny their unity? This victory is the result of their joint efforts.

Noisy sounds soon resounded on the other side of the stadium. Till and Professor Dumbledore walked to the back of the castle, where there were patches of flowers blooming - all growing freely, at most Sprout. The professor would come over occasionally to trim the weeds.

"It's so beautiful." Till took a deep breath, and the fragrant fragrance was inhaled into her nose and led to her lungs along with the air. Her body seemed to become lighter.

It is a double relaxation of body and mind.

"It's very beautiful. When I get a headache from working, I will bring Fawkes here for fun." Professor Dumbledore looked at Till closing his eyes and breathing, and couldn't help but smile, "Don't be angry with Severus. Angry, he was very worried about you just now."

Till opened his eyes slightly and lowered his head to look at the flowers where a butterfly had just flown in front of him: "I'm not angry. Professor Snape should be the one who is angry now."

Till was really not too angry. Although Snape's tone and attitude were hard for her to accept, Till could still feel the concern under the rage.

But if Snape was willing to change the way he expressed concern, everyone wouldn't be so embarrassed just now.

Professor Dumbledore seemed to have guessed what she was thinking from Tyr's look of disgust. He smiled and shook his head, stepped forward and lit the petals of a flower with his wand. The magic power poured out from the tip of the wand, and after falling on the petals, it seemed to fall uncontrollably, but was blown gently by the wind and onto the petals of another flower.

The magic power flows and dances on the flowers, forming a dance of dots and traces.

"Til, congratulations, this game ended very cleanly." Professor Dumbledore waved his hand, and more magic flew out from the tip of the staff and landed on the countless petals in front of him.

The dance music entered a more intense and grand chapter, and the dazzling beauty made Tier slightly open his mouth, unable to recover at all.

She never knew that magic could be used in this way. And these flowers...

Till took a step forward and gently touched the petals of one of the flowers with her fingers. The soft flesh of the petals had a cool and moist touch, which was no different from any flower she had touched before. However, Till intuitively felt the magic power passing through it. Behind their petals, they are already different.

Professor Dumbledore looked at Teal's thoughtful expression with satisfaction. He walked to Teal and bent down slightly, but instead of touching the petals, he asked Teal to take out his wand and imitate his own way to wave it. Out of magic.

Teal's wand is made of yew wood. The purple wand has irregular patterns on it, but whenever Teal injects magic power, it will emit a faint silvery white light, and the purple and silvery white will shine together incomparably.

Teal watched as his magic power flowed out from the tip of the wand. At first, he was still led by Teal to land on the petals, but soon, the magic powers seemed to find some fun and jumped from one petal to the next. , be careful of temptations and never tire of it.

"This is actually a little trick. I read it from the book. It's really beautiful when used in performances." Professor Dumbledore watched with satisfaction as Till's silver-white magic also flew on the petals, although it didn't look like it. It is considered strong, but the gentle dancing of magic has a different flavor. "But I prefer to use them in actual combat."

The expression on Till's face has become completely solemn. Maybe she didn't know Professor Dumbledore's intention just now, and simply thought that Professor Dumbledore just brought her here to relieve her mood, but at this time , Thiel keenly understood that Professor Dumbledore should teach him some practical combat methods.

Although he didn't understand why he had to teach her, he could use it once he learned it. Till pursed his lips and took a few steps back, concentrating on watching Professor Dumbledore's movements.

Professor Dumbledore suppressed the smile on his face. Because he wanted to demonstrate to Till, he chose to release the maximum range of magic power. The purple magic power, with some golden fluctuations, spewed out like a spring and spread out.

"boom--"

A muffled sound that Tier wasn't sure existed sounded. It felt like it was blocked in his ears for a few seconds, but it disappeared quickly, causing Tier to wonder if he was too focused and had an illusion.

But soon, her eyes were suddenly as bright as stars exploding, causing Tier to widen her eyes. She had no time to think about what kind of illusion it was.

The exploding magic power fell on each petal, bouncing up and down, causing large patches of flowers to surge, and traces of smoke flying out from the petals.

Thiel observed carefully and found that the so-called smoke was actually the residue of magic power that fell on the petals. After it flew up again, it was too subtle to be seen in large areas, so it was regarded as smoke.

But just like this, Till felt that it would not play any role in actual combat, and the subsequent changes in magic power also confirmed Till's thoughts - this was just the beginning.

The magic power surged continuously, rising up and down, connecting into a magic ocean. It suddenly disappeared and reappeared as Tier held his breath, and then was buried directly into the ground at a speed that Tier could not catch with his naked eyes.

"Professor?" Till murmured, moving forward under the encouraging gaze of Professor Dumbledore, and stepped on the ground beside the flowers, where the magic power was hidden just now.

With just such a kick, Till realized that something was wrong, but she had no time to retract her foot or resist. There seemed to be hooks under the soil under the soles of her feet, catching Till's shoes, and a dangerous aura also climbed up. on, grabbing Till's legs.

Till tried to break free backwards, but her exertion caused the hooking force of her soles to increase suddenly, causing her to fall forward. She used her hands to support her so that her face did not come into close contact with the ground.

After the hook disappeared, Till got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his hands, and smiled bitterly at Professor Dumbledore: "Professor, this is not pretty enough."

Above the flowers, there is moving dance music, but after falling below, it turns into a sea of ​​hooks that makes it difficult to move.

It is a good method to ambush the enemy and delay the enemy's footsteps.