HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

As an expected result, Tier's brows didn't even move.

The protagonist tonight is not Draco Malfoy. Harry, who is standing nervously because his friends have all finished sorting, is the one that many people are paying attention to, either blatantly or quietly.

The sorting ceremony was going on at a leisurely pace. Even though a few children struggled for a while about which house to call the Sorting Hat, Harry's name was soon called out.

Professor McGonagall had met Harry at the Emory house more than once. When he called Harry's name, he quietly gave him an encouraging look, and then gently placed the sorting hat on his head.

Everyone was paying close attention to which college the boy who survived would enter. However, Tier and others already knew the final result and remained silent. The whole place fell silent.

"Gryffindor!" Harry has been sorted for a long time, but not as long as Hermione. Teal just drank three sips of lemon tea, and the name of the house was shouted out loudly, which made her laugh in her heart, and she was sorted. When the hat was lifted, Teal saw Harry jump excitedly.

Little Harry also looked back at Till. Till really didn't understand why these children always looked at her, but he still had to nod his head when it was time to encourage. With Till's encouragement, Harry walked towards Gryffindor. They are all more determined.

"Is it possible that Harry still wants to enter Ravenclaw?" Teal looked at Harry's performance and couldn't help but guess.

Till simply made a casual guess, but several professors around her couldn't help but look at her in silence. Professor Dumbledore was still hesitant to speak. She was immediately embarrassed by everyone's expressions, because she later discovered that this possibility was quite likely!

Till quickly waved his hands, his face full of innocence. She had never recommended Ravenclaw to Harry. She was worried that by deceiving Harry into Ravenclaw, Professor Dumbledore's plan would be affected. The matter of sorting was not on Harry's mind at all. Mentioned it before!

"Look, I can see that Harry - Harry Potter is very, very close to Professor Emery." Quirrell said as if he was intimidated by someone, and he turned sideways and did not dare to To see Till, Till could only see most of the back of his head.

To be honest, Till felt that this was not very polite, and the back of his head was not wrapped tightly, so Till could see some of his hair. The color was quite weird, not the dark brown in the information she collected, but rather a bit... ——Blue and gray?

Till didn't speak, just smiled lightly. Everyone saw that Till didn't want to say anything more about her relationship with Harry, so they slowly changed the topic.

After the sorting ceremony and before the dinner started, there was a speech session by Professor Dumbledore. Till sat quietly in his seat. He thought that after Professor Dumbledore warned that the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor was classified as a restricted area, Then she could start to fill her empty stomach that had already begun to make noises. Unexpectedly, Professor Dumbledore also solemnly introduced her and Quirrell to everyone.

"I believe everyone is aware of the changes in the professorship this year. First of all, the regrettable news that Mr. York, who teaches alchemy, has retired. Professor Emery, who just graduated this year, will take his place." Professor Dumbledore said to Till With an invitation gesture, Till stood up gracefully amidst everyone's cheers and nodded to all the students who were familiar with him and were familiar with them.

After she sat down, Professor Dumbledore also introduced Quirrell: "Then there is Professor Quirrell, Quirinus Quirrell. He is in charge of this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Everyone is welcome -"

Compared to the applause given to Till, Quirrell's welcome was slightly lukewarm. This is not because the students are dissatisfied with Quirrell, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts class changes at least one professor every year. Everyone has a perfunctory feeling about every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who "doesn't intend to understand".

Quirrell couldn't seem to be dissatisfied with this disparity in welcome. He stood up in fear and bowed to all four long tables, and quickly sat down again, as if he was afraid that everyone's eyes would fall on him. On him.

Till turned his head and glanced at him casually, then quickly withdrew his gaze. After that, he didn't pay much attention to Quirrell once during the meal. But at night, Till stayed in Snape's office without any scruples. Late at night, she told Snape about Quirrell's strangeness.

"Actually, I met him in the Albanian forest." Till leaned on Snape's shoulder and tapped his fingers on Snape's arm. "It was me and Aiden who went out. During that game, Quirrell was chased by a troll and came to the cave where Aiden and I were resting, but Aiden drove him away."

"It doesn't look like he's seen you before." Snape didn't expect this to happen. He frowned and couldn't turn through the potions information in his hands. "You also noticed the aura on Quirrell's body. Alright."

"Aiden blocked me. Of course he didn't notice me." Till squinted his eyes and sat up. "Although it's not strong, it is definitely the smell of dark magic. Will Professor Dumbledore feel it?" "

"Of course our old headmaster knows, and I suspect that Professor Dumbledore also allowed Quirrell to participate in the arrangement of the Sorcerer's Stone." Snape pushed Till's head back onto his shoulders.

Teal rubbed Snape's shoulder skillfully, and after adjusting to a comfortable position, his face showed some surprise: "No wonder, I thought before, why Professor Dumbledore trusts Quirrell so much, even magic He is allowed to get involved in Shi's affairs."

It turns out that it’s not that there is too much trust, but something else.

Till's mood suddenly became unpleasant: "Professor Dumbledore is taking too much risk. If the Sorcerer's Stone is lost -"

The person on his shoulder suddenly sat up again. Snape looked helplessly at Teal who looked panicked. He heard Teal grabbing his hand and asked urgently: "Do you know what the mechanism Quirrell arranged is?" ?”

"It seems to be a mountain troll. I really don't know where he came from..." Before Snape could finish taunting him, Till's expression became unpredictable. Snape couldn't help but stop taunting him and asked instead. Said, "What's wrong?"

Teal looked into Snape's eyes and felt that one thing was connected together: "When Quirrell was in the Albanian forest, he didn't stutter like this. It was only a few days after I met him again that he shivered. He has become the coward he is now; and the first time I saw him that day, he was chased by a giant monster. Now in order to protect the magic stone, he is powerful enough to find a giant monster - what do you think of him? Simple or not?”

Snape breathed a little heavier after listening to Teal's words: "What do you think will happen?"

"He will soon show his flaws." Till chuckled, and within a few glances with Snape, they secretly understood what they had in mind.