HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Although Cornwall belongs to England and is a British territory, whether it is culture or historical process, Cornwall is biased towards the Kettle people. Their language is also Kettle, which is essentially different from English.

The first few times that Teal came here to do business, he had to bring a specially hired translator. However, for the sake of convenience, Teal took the time to briefly learn Kettle. It was difficult to communicate normally with people in Cornwall. Problem.

I heard that Cornwall has been slowly changing in recent years. Maybe Kettle will no longer be the mainstream language in the future, but English will be.

For this All-British Wizarding Duel Competition, wizards from all over the UK gathered in Cornwall. Till was sitting on a high platform wearing a cloak. When he glanced below, he could not help but see a few familiar figures among them.

Some of them were players whom Tier had some impression of from the last duel competition, and some were old friends, people they met outside of the duel competition.

Till's match is tomorrow, and she came here today to observe everyone's strength, but she became a little lost in thought as she watched, and began to figure out their dueling moves.

If she faced any one of them, what moves would she use to dodge, what methods would she use to attack, and how long would it take to defeat the other person?

It had been several days since the match started, but Tier hadn't had a duel yet, and she was already feeling a little itchy.

"Miss Emery, would you like a cup of hot cocoa?" Till was rubbing her fingers and staring at the two duelists on the stage. A female voice greeted her next to her, and a cup of mellow hot cocoa was brought to her. In front of her.

Till curled his lips, took it and took a sip: "Thank you, Ms. Grith."

"You're welcome." Ms. Grith liked Till very much, especially after learning from Professor Dumbledore that Till was also an expert at Quidditch and a talented seeker. .

The stand where Till and Ms. Grith are sitting is the highest point of all the stands. The people sitting next to them are either members of the International Federation of Magicians or the heads of pure-blood families. Young people like Till, and There is no one else.

As the saying goes, there is a narrow road between enemies. Till's old enemy, Lucius Malfoy, is also in this stand, and he is sitting next to Till. He can detect any movement between them.

Seeing Till holding the hot cocoa, Lucius Malfoy sneered, picked up the exquisite cup, and took a sip of the high-quality black tea inside: "Miss Emery is so excited that she even wears a cloak to come out to watch on such a cold day. duel."

"Mr. Malfoy is joking. After all, it is a competition invested by the Emery family. Even if I am not a member of the competition, I will come to the scene to supervise." To reply, you have to hit the point where it hurts. Thiel knows that this time the competition among investors is fierce. The Malfoy family lost another breath, so they said it with a smile at this time, directly telling Lucius Malfoy that he could no longer maintain the smile on his lips.

Lucius Malfoy gave Tire a fake smile: "Mr. and Mrs. Emery are well-educated, and the daughter they raised is very articulate."

Lucius Malfoy started to tease the Emery couple. Till simply stopped smiling and glanced at him coldly: "I'm not as well-educated as the Malfoy family. I always like to grab other people's things. I can't grab them." I’m still anxious.”

"Don't get angry all the time when you're older. It's not good for your health." As soon as Till finished speaking, Ms. Grith added that as much as she liked Till, she disliked Lucius Malfoy.

Ms. Grith's dislike of the Malfoy family can be said to be a family inheritance. Starting from Ms. Grith's grandfather's generation, the Malfoy family has done something to this Quidditch family, just to call them Welsh. The family is loyal to the Malfoy family and attracts supporters in the Quidditch world for the Malfoy family.

But Ms. Grith's grandfather refused, and her father also refused. Ms. Grith's generation did not have a good impression of the Malfoy family.

Lucius Malfoy narrowed his eyes and hummed coldly, but he did not say any harsh words to Ms. Grith, whom they trusted in front of the members of the International Federation of Magicians behind them.

Although Ms. Grith is a retired Quidditch coach, her appointment as the overall director of this duel competition means that it does not matter whether her responsibility is sufficient or not. She is standing here to represent the international wizards. Federation.

Lucius Malfoy was not stupid enough to provoke the International Confederation of Wizards.

Lucius Malfoy had calmed down, and Till could watch the game with peace of mind again. However, she did not notice that beside Lucius Malfoy, the noble and elegant Mrs. Malfoy was speaking in a vague way. His eyes glanced at Till from time to time.

Their seats were really coincidental. Mrs. Malfoy's quiet glance at Till was seen by everyone as just her gaze on her husband. No one guessed where the gaze fell on Till.

After several games of the day, Till quickly returned to the villa. Some decision-making documents for the business, as well as documents that needed to be processed for the duel competition, were sent to Till. She had the help of the study room. It will be processed very quickly.

Time flows five times faster, and Thiel really loves the upgraded study room.

Till successfully processed all the documents before dinner, but before she could think about what she was going to eat tonight, someone rang the doorbell of the villa.

Teal guessed that it might be Professor Dumbledore, or the Emery couple, or Snape, but she never expected that what she saw after opening the door was Sirius who had almost recovered.

Sirius's desire for his godson was completely reflected in his recovery speed. The excuse he said at first just to temporarily stabilize Sirius became the motivation for Sirius to recover quickly: "Harry definitely doesn't want to see him. His godfather is thin and weak, and only a healthy and strong godfather can make Harry feel at ease."

The traces left by the constant pain and torture in Azkaban for several years were quickly smoothed away by Sirius and hidden deep in his heart, just so that he could see Harry in the best condition.

"Why are you here?" Teal let Sirius in.

"Come to see you, and ask you about Harry's preferences." Sirius sat down on the sofa unceremoniously. He didn't care at all about losing the image of an elder in front of his niece Teal. He lost his appearance as soon as he sat down. , so limp that he seemed as tired as if he hadn't slept for several days.

Teal curled her lips when she closed the door. Why did she think Sirius came to see her just by the way, mainly to ask Harry about his preferences?

"Have you had dinner?" Till poured Sirius a glass of water. Seeing him drink it all in one go, he couldn't help but be a little confused, "How did you come to Cornwall? It doesn't look like you came by Apparition."

Cornwall is in England. If Sirius Apparates, he can arrive from Grimmauld Place in a few seconds. Apparition will only make people suffocate and make them want to vomit. Being as thirsty as Sirius is probably not caused by Apparition.