HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

A layer of light seemed to flash across the quaint door, and there was a slight friction sound between the closed door and the wall. Till put her hand on the doorknob and exerted a little force, and she pushed the door open easily, revealing A full view of the room buried under a layer of dust.

The familiar layout has not changed at all, but there are also some unfamiliar things. Till's eyes slowly swept across the room, and it took a long time before she stepped in.

Obviously from Till's perspective, her memory of this room is not that distant. But for some reason, Tier felt a little more reserved when she stood here. When she pointed her finger on the thick dusty tabletop, she couldn't speak at all.

The four adults tacitly agreed not to enter the room. They just stood at the door, paying attention to Till, who was obviously silent, and looking at the room full of traces of the four founders.

Till's eyes fell on the table. The few notes she had not taken away when she left were still piled in the corner of the book. Several yellowed quills were also placed neatly next to the notes.

These were familiar to her, but there was one more tea set on the table than she remembered. Judging from the number and placement of the cups, Godric and the other four were probably in this room after she left.

Till looked at the solid wood wardrobe standing still on the side wall again. It was more than double the size when she left. When I opened it, I found that there were indeed many beautiful skirts inside. Although the styles were from a thousand years ago, both the workmanship and the fabrics are extremely precious now.

Till's hands traced the skirts of different sizes, and the corners of his eyes curved in pleasure.

Godric and the others may have expected that Till would return to this room after a thousand years. The largest size of these skirts is estimated to require Till to wear it when he is an adult, but the smallest one is a perfect fit for Till's current body shape.

Till finally stood in front of the oil painting that had been hung on the wall. This oil painting by her hand was carefully cast with a spell. Even after nearly a thousand years, every trace of color on the painting has not faded.

Perhaps due to the change in her mood, Till even felt that the painting was even more energetic than when she had just finished it. The expressions on Godric and the others were terrifyingly real, as if they were really smiling at her in front of the painting.

Till didn't touch it with her hands, just stared at it for a while, and then she went out again holding the black silk bag and diary. The moment the door closed, Till handed the diary to Professor Dumbledore: "Professor, may I have a request?"

"Of course." After taking the diary, Professor Dumbledore did not rush to open it, but looked gently into Till's eyes. "I guess you want to live in this room again?"

Stay back, this word is used very accurately.

"Yes, I will feel more comfortable here." Tier nodded sheepishly, with an irresistible prayer in his silver eyes.

Professor Dumbledore thought for a few seconds, with countless thoughts flashing through his mind. Finally, in a soft voice, he granted Tire's wish: "Yes, but the dormitory on the Ravenclaw side is also reserved for you." , I will also ask Agos to come and take a walk on the fifth floor."

Till smiled gratefully, turned around and leaned against Mrs. Emery. She closed her eyes as if tired, and Mrs. Emery picked her up distressedly and took her to the campus hospital.

"Mom, I've grown up." Till blushed and leaned her head on Mrs. Emery's shoulder. Although she was often hugged by her parents, being picked up like a child was really not suitable for her age. .

She just grows slowly and is already twelve years old.

Mrs. Emery was very strong, so she only hugged Till tighter after hearing this: "No matter how much you grow up, you will still be a child to your mother."

Till nuzzled Mrs. Emery dependently, and before she returned to the campus hospital, she had already closed her eyes tiredly. Mrs. Emery laid her carefully on the bed, and placed the black silk bag, which she held tightly, beside her pillow.

As soon as Mrs. Emery tucked Till in, Mr. Emery touched her shoulder silently, and then walked softly outside the campus hospital.

Mrs. Emery sighed silently, then waved to Madam Pomfrey, and waited for her to come over before following Mr. Emery's footsteps.

The Emery couple went all the way to the principal's office. Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape had just arrived, so by the time the Emery couple opened the door, Professor Dumbledore and the others had already read a few pages of Teal's diary.

"How?" Mr. Emery walked behind Mrs. Emery. He closed the door of the principal's office and asked Professor Dumbledore with a frown.

"Unexpected and unexpected." Professor Dumbledore pushed the diary to the middle of the table, so that all four people could easily read the contents of the diary. "I thought the time circle was a coincidence, but I didn't expect it. It was Slytherin who set it up for Tyr himself thousands of years ago."

Professor Snape's complexion was very bad. Although he had rested for a few days, it was not enough to recover from the deficit he had suffered some time ago - mainly because his complexion was not very good before the deficit.

He folded his black robe and said in a cold tone: "You should be glad that it was set up for Emery, otherwise you should worry that something like this will happen again in the future."

If the time array existed indiscriminately in the castle, that would be a real headache, because no one could guarantee whether a student would unintentionally activate the time array and then go to an unknown point in time.

But not every student is as lucky as Till, and not every time circle is set up by Slytherin.

The three people present were used to Professor Snape's temper. Professor Dumbledore never got angry because of his ridicule, and even nodded in agreement: "We should indeed feel lucky."

"Let this matter go by now without announcing it to the public." Mrs. Emery read her daughter's familiar handwriting and tried to imagine it in her mind. It seemed that in this way, she could stay with Tier and spend those days together thousands of years ago.

Professor Dumbledore stroked his beard: "Of course, it would not be good for Till to announce it."

On the contrary, it will cause unnecessary trouble to Till.

There was silence in the office for a moment, and Professor Snape suddenly said: "So, I think I can have a holiday?"

Professor Snape was supposed to go home for vacation, but Tyr had not fully recovered yet, so he was kept by Professor Dumbledore.

"Thank you for your hard work these days, Professor Snape. If you have the opportunity in the future, you are welcome to visit us." Mr. Emery smiled, stepped forward and said some kind words, "Tiel often mentions you in his letters and says that you are very important to us." She’s very caring.”

"This is not something Miss Emery would say." Professor Snape still remembered the conflicts between herself and Teal. Before Teal fell into coma, she had just finished arguing with Professor Snape, and she even felt a little sworn. The meaning of reconciliation.

Professor Snape's unceremonious tone made Mr. Emery a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Emery secretly teased her embarrassed husband. She saw that Professor Snape was not a person who liked to waste his words, and Mr. Emery's speaking skills that he had developed in his career were of no use to him.

Professor Dumbledore came out at the right time to relieve the embarrassment: "Severus, you go back and rest. I will ask Fawkes to contact you if anything happens."

After hearing this, Professor Snape raised his legs and left. He was not polite to Professor Dumbledore at all, but he did not forget to nod to the Emery couple as a simple goodbye.