HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Under Sirius's arguments - including but not limited to showing Harry's daily menu to Teal, showing Harry's photos of Harry's travels in the past few months to Teal, and recording Harry's weight changes The list was given to Teal one by one - Teal finally admitted that Sirius was a qualified godfather.

Teal stepped half-foot into the fireplace: "To be honest, Sirius, I feel more at ease when Harry lives with you than with the Dursleys."

"Every year from then on, just rest assured." Sirius leaned against the wall, ignoring the shouts of the portrait of Walburga Black that was hung up again on his head, and only patted his chest confidently, " I will give Harry a happy home."

"Harry will be very happy." Teal knew what Harry wanted most, and when he saw Sirius's assurance, his heart was filled with relief for Harry.

"Whoosh -" The flames ignited and enveloped Till's whole body. When the flames disappeared, Till's figure had also disappeared into the fireplace. In the empty old Blake house, only the portraits remained. Ken stopped cursing.

Sirius stretched, pretending not to hear anything, and walked towards his room on the top floor.

"You bastard! Stop! Do you know that you are telling this house to become more and more filthy!" Walburga Black cursed her eldest son in her sharp voice, "You bitch Not as good as your brother——"

"Yes! I can't compare to him!" Sirius suddenly turned around and stared at his mother's portrait with a pair of eyes that suppressed his anger, "But don't forget, the youngest son you are proud of is dead! Before he When trying to cowardly escape!"

The portrait screamed on the wall: "He is not! He is not cowardly! He is much braver than a bitch like you - you will only abandon the honor of our entire family for your own selfishness!"

Sirius clenched his fists with both hands, as if he wanted to rush over and tear the portrait off at any time, but he endured it, and in the end he just gritted his teeth and looked at the mother in the portrait coldly: "If you want to be tied to the wall by me again, If you tear them off together, just keep scolding!"

After that, Sirius didn't care about the portrait behind him and cursed something that couldn't be heard, and just strode upstairs, isolating everything outside the closed door.

The originally good mood was completely ruined.

The person being scolded had already gone upstairs. The portrait was cursing and she lost interest in cursing. However, when her eyes swept across the damaged wall reflected in the mirror opposite, her elegant and noble face showed a bit of ferocity.

Her portrait was affixed to the wall with a permanent sticking spell. She thought it would allow her to look down on everyone who came in and out of the ancestral home, but Sirius actually tore off her portrait and the wall covering for the sake of his godson. !

He is indeed a bitch! Scum! Bastard!

Teal didn't know that after she left, Sirius had an argument with the portrait of his mother who had died many years ago and almost woke Harry up. She just went back to the room quietly late at night. In the next few days, she stayed at home peacefully, preparing for an appointment with Professor Dumbledore on Wednesday.

On Wednesday morning, it was Snape who picked up Teal.

"I have learned how to apparate, why do I bother you to come pick me up?" Teal was naturally surprised to see his fiancé, but Snape has always been busy. It is said that he was busy at Hogwarts in the past few days. When we meet today , the blue and dark circles under his eyes also made Tier distressed.

Snape lowered his head and closed his eyes, letting Teal lovingly caress his eyes with his fingertips, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "I want to pick you up, and we are not worried about your Apparition level."

Till touched his nose guiltily. In everyone's opinion, Till learned Apparition quickly at Hogwarts and took at least five lessons less than other students. Therefore, although he successfully obtained the permission from the Department of Magical Transport in the end, he still needed more practice and more training. adapt.

She didn't tell everyone what she was studying secretly in private, otherwise everyone would have grabbed her ears and lectured her many times.

The danger of learning Apparition alone is no less than that of a young wizard swinging his wand around while facing the risk of magical riots - he will be killed at any time!

Teal smiled coquettishly and hugged Snape's arms with both hands. He didn't let Snape see his guilty conscience, but just urged him to quickly take him to Apparition: "I don't know what Professor Dumbledore needs me to do yet." what."

Teal's urging fell into Snape's eyes. He only thought that Teal was curious and troubled about what was about to happen. He did not guess Teal's guilty conscience, so he didn't think much about it and immediately apparated, carrying Teal landed outside Hogwarts.

"In addition to us today, Professor McGonagall and the others are also here." Snape rubbed his brows, his tired eyes filled with solemnity, "There is also a new colleague."

"New colleague? He teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts, right?" Thiel didn't have much doubt. After all, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor changes every year, and Hogwarts students are already used to it.

Tyr didn't have much curiosity, but Snape couldn't say more: "He is also a student of your Ravenclaw. According to Dumbledore, he is very talented."

"What's his name?" Till raised her eyebrows, and she was also keenly aware of Professor Dumbledore's unusual trust in this new colleague.

Nico Flamel's Philosopher's Stone was not even mentioned explicitly by the Emery couple, but this new colleague was directly involved.

"Quirinus Quirrell."

Thiel remembered the name and searched quickly in his mind. He only remembered that he had seen a few notes from this senior in some books in the school library. Not much, but notes that were clearly useful without calling Mrs. Pince to eliminate them.

And he also received high praise from Professor Dumbledore - very talented - Till wanted to meet this very talented senior.

It was Professor Dumbledore who introduced them to each other in the hall on the first floor of Hogwarts: "Well, let's get to know each other, and we will be colleagues for the next year."

Professor Dumbledore made it very clear that he obviously did not think Quirrell could survive the curse of being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but he sincerely wished Quirrell could continue to teach successfully.

Even if it's only for a year.

"Hello, just call me Tierchach." Tier smelled the familiar smell of garlic, glanced at the scarf on Quirrell's head without any trace, and smiled very kindly.

What a coincidence, they just came a few days ago.

Although Till had only seen him unilaterally, Quirrell probably did not notice Till hiding behind Aiden Barham.

As expected, Quirrell was completely unfamiliar with Till. Seeing that Till had become a professor at Hogwarts at such a young age, and that he had many titles that he simply understood but were astonishing, he nodded in fear: "Emmer Li--Miss Emery is too, too polite, just call me Qui-Quillo--"

Till raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at Professor Dumbledore.

Quirrell's speech in the Albanian forest did not stutter like this.