Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

After the dinner, Travis did not go back to the dormitory directly. Instead, he went to the kitchen to prepare for another meal, to be precise, a meal with Meow Meow.

The house elf in the kitchen still remembered Travis and quickly prepared food according to Travis's request, and Travis also released Meowth.

Today, Meow Meow is almost as big as Travis, and he feels great when held - except that he is too heavy and sheds a lot of hair.

Travis decided to go back and check if there was a magic potion that could cure hair loss. If not, he would just feed Miao Miao Polygonum multiflorum.

If it can cure hair loss, it can definitely cure hair loss...probably.

"What? The dinner is not to your liking?"

Principal Dumbledore asked after walking into the kitchen and sitting next to Travis.

"On the contrary, it's very appetizing and has successfully aroused my appetite." Travis said while stroking Meow's big tail.

Brushing the hair on one hand.

"This little guy grows up so fast. If you guys grow up so fast, Hogwarts may need to be expanded," Dumbledore joked.

also need?

Travis rolled his eyes and thought to himself, didn’t I just completely knock down the new house and rebuild it once? As for saying that?

"How's the dragon farm?"

"It's not going well."

"What's the problem?"

"The dragon is not very obedient. I transported a dragon to the dragon farm some time ago, but even if it is chained, it will still spit fire randomly - maybe its mouth should be locked - but then it will not be able to function normally. It’s time to eat.”

Hearing this, Travis suddenly opened Meow Meow's mouth with both hands and put his head over to smell it.

"It seems I need to give you some catnip. You have bad breath just from eating meat."

Meow Meow shook his head and whined at Travis' arm, but he didn't use any force, so Travis didn't care about it.

"Maybe I can solve this problem - I just came up with some interesting stuff a while ago," Travis said.

"Oh? What?"

"This is it."

Travis touched his pocket, took out a handful of soybean-sized stones of various colors and handed them to Principal Dumbledore.

"This is..." Dumbledore took it and looked at it with surprise: "The Sorcerer's Stone?!"

Travis nodded and shook his head: "To be precise, it's inferior? Low-end? A copycat version of the Mini Magic Stone."

Dumbledore:  …

You are quite strict.

"What do they do?" Dumbledore asked.

"They are all used to make contracts with animals." Travis took his arm out of Meow Meow's mouth: "The transparent one is an equal contract, which allows both parties to the contract to understand each other's words... But for the time being, it can only translate simple words. …Such as eating, drinking, going there, coming back, etc.”

Dumbledore picked up a transparent magic stone and looked at it with interest, and then looked at Meowth.

"I did use it, and it worked."

With that said, Travis stretched out his hand and said "paw to me" to Meow Meow. Meow Meow patted Travis' hand with his paw in disgust and continued to scratch Travis' clothes.

Dumbledore nodded clearly and picked up another red magic stone.

"What is the effect of this one?" Dumbledore asked.

"The master-servant contract is an equal contract and can also force the contractee to do certain things. By the way, all contractees are limited to non-human creatures."

Inhuman creatures?That's quite acceptable.

Dumbledore nodded, put down the red Philosopher's Stone, and then picked up the third and final color of the Philosopher's Stone, a black Philosopher's Stone.

"What about this?" Dumbledore asked.

"I won't tell you, but you can take one back and try it on an animal yourself."

"Friendly reminder: Don't try this on an animal companion you have a good relationship with."

Just as he was talking, the house elf brought over the cooked mutton chops, meowing and jumping on the table, wagging his tail in joy.

Travis took out his wand and used the clear spring water to create water, washed his hands and was ready to start.

"In other words, this black one is more powerful and has greater restrictions on contracted animals, right?" Dumbledore asked with a frown.

The master-servant contract can already be a mandatory order, but if it goes one step further...how can it go further?

Dumbledore looked at Travis in confusion, but Travis just shrugged and gave Dumbledore the answer with practical actions: I refuse to answer this question!

"Okay, I'll try it when I get back - how to use it?" Dumbledore asked.

"Blood cannot exceed three seconds from when it is drawn to when it is dripped on the magic stone, otherwise it will be ineffective."

"What's the order?"

"It doesn't matter, it can only be used for contracts between humans and non-human creatures, and each one can only make a contract between one person and one non-human creature."

"It's quite safe. You don't need to worry about making an own mistake."

"That's right!" Travis tossed his hair: "It doesn't matter who created it! The biggest feature of the things I create is safety~"

Dumbledore smiled, put the Philosopher's Stone in his hand on the table and picked it up.

"How about giving me two of each to test?" Dumbledore asked.

Travis waved his fork...and waved the hand holding it.

"No, I've given them all to you. The batch in your hand is the first batch I made. Each one is only valid for five days. You can play with it."

Dumbledore was immediately dumbfounded - it was okay to play with, as if he was a child begging for a toy.

"Well, you... better eat quickly. Curfew time is coming soon and Mr. Filch is going to work." Dumbledore stood up and said.

"Don't you want to eat before leaving?"

After hesitating for a moment, Dumbledore shook his head: "No, I have poor digestion as I get older, so it's not suitable to eat too much at night."

Sighing, Dumbledore put away the mini magic stone on the table and prepared to leave.

But before he could get very far, Travis suddenly called out to him.

"By the way, Principal Dumbledore."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"I haven't experimented with them on magical creatures, so..."

"So you're not sure whether they will work on fire dragons?"

"No, I want to say that after you finish the experiment, remember to tell me the results."

Dumbledore:  …

Depend on!You kid actually plotted against me!No, you are using me!

Looking at Travis with a playful smile in disbelief, Dumbledore nodded helplessly and left.

After Dumbledore left, Travis continued to eat, but only half of the mutton chop was eaten, and the remaining half went into Meowth's belly.

"My beloved Principal Dumbledore must have been attracted by the mini Philosopher's Stone now, right?"

"Now, I can go and take revenge!"

A flash of lightning flashed in Dumbledore's eyes and he waved to Meowth.

"Meow meow, let's go~"

Leaving the kitchen and leaving Hogwarts Castle avoiding the students who were rushing back to their dormitories, Travis took Meow Meow towards the Forbidden Forest.