Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

"I'm back from picking up rags~"

With a bang, Travis walked out of the fireplace in disgrace, looking like he was just picking up rags.

"What's the gain?"

Dumbledore smiled and looked up at Travis, who was holding a flat box in his hand.

"The harvest is not bad, I picked up a box of chocolates~"

Travis wiped his face, walked to the table, put the box down and opened it facing Dumbledore.

"I'll give it to you. I'll go back first and you can enjoy it slowly."

After saying that, Travis continued to dust himself off as he walked out of the principal's office.

"This kid... still has some conscience."

Dumbledore shook his head and looked at the chocolates in the box. There was a folded card on top of the chocolates.

"What is this? A greeting card?"

"What holiday is today?"

Dumbledore murmured as he picked up a piece of chocolate, put it in his mouth and opened the card with his other hand.

The next moment, Dumbledore's expression changed, and the chocolate in his mouth spat out with a pop.

At the same time, the greeting card suddenly flew up on its own and folded into a mouth - an improved version of a roaring letter...

This greeting card doesn't shout loudly, but sings.

"Diabetes is easy to manage

Wear it with bamboo sticks

The hole is big and round

Connect the two pills together

No worries, no troubles

The higher you stand, the farther you pee

Call in front of the crowd

If you have good energy, your heart will be relaxed.

You will be 20 years younger

......"

"Burning flames!!!"

boom!

After a terrifying flame, the greeting cards in the air were instantly burned to ashes.

Cough cough cough...

After coughing several times, Dumbledore picked up the teacup with trembling hands and drank all the water in it.

After drinking, he still seemed not satisfied. Dumbledore drank three more glasses before slumping down on his chair.

After waiting for a while, Dumbledore sat upright and closed the lid of the chocolate box.

After closing it, Dumbledore twitched his lips when he saw two lines of words on the box.

[Specially customized version of Bibi’s multi-flavor beans—Bibi’s multi-flavor beans! 】

The portraits in the principal's office were all squeezed into one frame and they stretched their heads to read the words on the box. After reading it, they all burst into laughter.

"Te! La! Weiss!!!"

…………

"Ah!"

"Which guy praised me for being handsome behind my back again?"

Rubbing his nose, Travis quickly quickened his pace.

He quickened his pace and ran forward. He ran all the way to the alchemy room and locked the door, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After adjusting his clothes, Travis summoned his clone Tom.

After Tom appeared, he said nothing, turned around and walked to the farthest corner, banging his head against the wall, in the same rhythm as before. The rhythm was exactly the Candied Haws song that had just sounded in the principal's office.

No, it should be called the candied haws with rewritten lyrics.

Following the rhythm, Travis twisted regularly and began to conduct biological experiments on his hands.

In the next month, Travis was very honest. Except for classes, he stayed in the alchemy room and didn't go anywhere.

It wasn't until he felt that the limelight had been avoided - the Quidditch match actually started - that Travis left the house and went to the stadium to watch the match.

In fact, it is to see the publicity effect. If the effect is good, then Travis will take advantage of the situation and release "Elf". If the publicity effect is not good - impossible!Absolutely impossible!

Travis went a little late... not too late, at least the game hadn't started yet, but most of the audience had arrived.

"Am I not late?"

Travis asked after walking over to Ron and sitting down.

"Well, no." Ron swallowed the popcorn in his mouth with difficulty: "But you missed Principal Dumbledore's speech. Just now he said something about your sponsorship of the Quidditch competition."

"You are so rich that you directly sponsored the championship team with 1000 gold galleons!"

"well enough."

Travis shrugged and didn't discuss the issue further.

There is no need to show off your wealth or anything like that, and there is even less need to be modest on this issue.

What's more, Travis's sponsorship is to buy fame with money. There is no need to tell others about this kind of thing, especially students.

The only student sitting here who can understand this topic is probably Percy.

After sitting for about 5 minutes, the game started and players from both sides entered the court.

This game is between the Gryffindor team and the Slytherin team, two old enemies.

The Gryffindor team attracted the attention of teachers and students in the school as soon as they came on the stage.

An unfamiliar broomstick and a handsome shirt.

Yes, cool shirt.

The big red and white ball on the chest does not conflict with the lion representing Gryffindor on the back, but is in harmony. It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into the color design and shape design of the costume.

The broomstick in particular has also been repainted and blends in perfectly with the costume.

"This dress is really nice. It makes me want to dress myself up."

"Me too."

Ron nodded, forgetting to eat the popcorn in his hand.

Just as he was talking, Mrs. Huo Qi also entered the venue.

After she said something to the players on both sides, she raised her right hand high.

With a whistle that penetrated the field, the game, oh no, the massacre began!

Almost as soon as the whistle sounded, one of the three chasers from the Gryffindor team rushed to the Quaffle and hugged the Quaffle, before even the Slytherin players could react. A single player dribbles the ball into the opponent's penalty area.

"Stop him!"

One of the Slytherin players shouted quickly, but it was already too late.

The ball has been scored.

The Slytherin keeper was completely dumbfounded, and so were the crowd.

After three full seconds, the audience suddenly burst into cheers, which got louder and louder.

Hermione was so excited that she jumped up and clapped, along with other Gryffindor students.

Travis and Ron were relatively calm. Travis knew the power of the new broomstick, and Ron might have learned some information from Harry in advance - or from his two brothers.

Ron's "intelligence network" in school is quite extensive... mainly due to the extensive intelligence network of his two brothers.

"What are the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students excited about? Gryffindor will have to compete with them in the next game." Travis complained.

"Of course you don't understand that you are not interested in Quidditch. As long as the winner of the Quidditch game is not Slytherin, the students in other houses will be happy!" Ron said.

Ron's words made Travis sigh. This kind of prejudice was too deep.

Slytherins are not all pure-blood families, nor are they all cunning and cunning.

There are more people in Slytherin who pursue power.

In a world where one person has the power to influence the world, is it wrong to pursue power?

"If they are ostracized like this, even people with positive mental health will suffer from depression and become gloomy, right?"

Rubbing his forehead, Travis began to seriously think about how to change this situation.

During his internship in the hospital, Travis understood a truth: It is useless to simply cure a patient. As long as his environment remains unchanged, even if he is cured, he will relapse.