HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

"Don't chase and fight! How many times have I seen you!" Unlike Till, who patrolled back and forth with a gentle look, Charlie played a more severe role, driving back several disobedient freshmen in the corridor with a serious expression. inside the carriage.

The train travels very fast, and although it feels stable when sitting on it, it is still easy to fall if you are not careful.

"You have the aura of a prefect, come on!" Mgina stuck her head out and made an encouraging gesture towards Till and the two.

Tier had just gently persuaded a junior boy who always liked to stick his head out to observe to go back. Hearing this, he smiled teasingly and asked: "You can go for it, but do I have the aura of a prefect, or does Charlie have it?"

Tonks was also a probe, but it poked out from behind Mgina. She smiled happily at Tiernunu: "Of course it's Charlie, our Mgina's eyes are almost falling off Charlie!"

"Tonks!" Mgina yelled in embarrassment, pulling Tonks' head back, and the carriage door closed immediately.

She didn't dare to look at Till and Charlie anymore. Till's joking eyes made her shy, and Charlie's indulgent eyes made her blush.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have peeked at them!

The train would travel for several hours, and this year's prefects didn't need to wander around looking for Muggle students, so there were plenty of people patrolling. Till and Charlie only patrolled for two hours, then got off the shift, went back to the car and waited peacefully for the train to arrive.

Bill was in a much worse situation. As the president of the male student body, he had a lot to do in the prefects' car. It was estimated that he would only be seen when he got off the car.

"Tier, I remember that the prefect is going to patrol the castle at night?" After sitting down for a while, Charlie started to think carefully, "Wouldn't that mean that as a prefect, I would patrol the castle at night? , don’t worry about being deducted points by Mr. Filch!”

"Don't think about it. There are not only prefects on patrol, but also several professors on duty." Till helplessly glared at the emboldened Charlie, "And as Professor McGonagall, as the vice-principal, she is on duty twice a week. As a day shifter, you don’t want to be the first prefect to have points deducted for traveling at night, do you?”

"I remember these are all recorded in the prefect's handbook." Till took out the small, palm-sized prefect's handbook from his pocket, seriously doubting that Charlie had not opened it.

Charlie touched his nose angrily, held Mgina's hand and began to pretend to be dead.

Of course he had opened the prefect's handbook, but his attention only stayed on the prefect's powers in the first half of the book. He would not admit that the subsequent series of notes did not arouse his interest in reading.

To be honest, he didn't understand how Professor McGonagall could safely choose him as a prefect. He was worried that as a prefect, he would "lead by example" and lead the Gryffindors to deduct many points.

Professor McGonagall's trust in him was a little too worrying.

The train arrived at Hogsmeade Station in the evening. When Till got off the train, he went to take a look at Blue Short and Ram Baker. He found that the two little guys got along well with each other, and there were a few more of the same age around him. They were talking together, and it seemed like she didn't need to worry anymore.

Till smiled at the two little guys from a distance, turned around and followed his friends into the carriage. Bill came up last.

Bill seemed to be busy with a lot of things, and he felt relieved after sitting down: "I thought the president of the student union was similar to a prefect, but I didn't expect to be busy with so many things."

"After all, I was selected from so many students. I can only bear with my busy schedule." Tonks opened the curtains on the window a little. After the sky darkened in the evening, the wind blowing in became cooler, "Now it is You’re busy, and in two years’ time, maybe Tier and Charlie will be busy.”

Till smiled and said nothing. Instead, Charlie looked at Tonks with great approval: "That's right, Till and I are the material to be the presidents of the student union."

"You've just become a prefect, how dare you have such fantasies?" Mgina nodded angrily on Charlie's forehead and told him to sit farther away from her. It was too hot to be together. "Don't forget, the president of the student union. The selection is from among all the seventh graders, not from among the eight prefects like you."

Of course Charlie knew this selection rule, after all, his brother stood out from hundreds of people. However, Charlie did not refute Mgina's words. He just wanted to get closer to Mgina, but was pushed away again and again by Mgina who was too hot, and he came closer again.

Have fun.

The carriages lined up in a long queue and stopped outside the gate of Hogwarts. When Till and the others got off the carriage, the people around them were familiar, and the castle was also familiar.

After all, this is the fifth year of studying in this castle.

"Teal!"

"Senior Emery!"

"Hey, Charlie, I heard you became a prefect this year?"

"Wow, don't be too cool, Bill is wearing the Student Union President's Medal!"

"..."

The five students from Teal all had excellent grades. This year, three of them, two became prefects and one became the president of the student union. More and more people looked over, and the sounds of discussion and conversation also came and went.

Fortunately, at the gate of the castle, Snape and Professor Flitwick were standing to manage order. Everyone did not worry about the five Teals for long, but marched towards the interior of the castle in an orderly manner, preparing to enter the restaurant to watch the new year. Sorting ceremony.

Teal was walking among his friends. They didn't know to what extent Teal's attitude towards Snape had changed. They were just worried and wanted to separate Teal from Snape, but Teal didn't avoid it. As he passed by the two professors, he said hello calmly: "Hello, Professor Flitwick, hello Professor Snape."

"Well done Tyr, you should take good care of yourself in the new year." Professor Flitwick is short and tall. Many second- and third-year students who have begun to grow are already taller than him, but no student will not. Respect him, the Charms professor who loves his students.

Tyr received Professor Flitwick's blessing, and Tyr subconsciously looked at Snape who also received his greeting.

Will he respond? Till looked at him with a normal expression, but Mgina and the others, who did not leave first, were on tenterhooks. They seemed to be worried that Snape's attitude towards Till was too cold and would make Till depressed.

But they were obviously overly worried.

Not to mention that Till would no longer show any disappointment and worry his friends. Even Snape had no intention of ignoring Till, let alone being cold-hearted.

"Tyr, good evening." Snape's voice was very soft, even softer than his voice in class, but it still had the same magical effect of calling everyone to quiet down.

A simple hello is like a silent declaration.

Till smiled and walked away, and his friends behind him followed him unconsciously without regaining consciousness. Professor Flitwick coughed happily, then poked Snape's wrist with his elbow - he was just tall enough to hit him.

Snape stared straight ahead, ignoring the colleagues around him who were about to ask something.