Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

Chapter 147: Parents released from prison?

"But the Magic Network game is just a game, and I hope that both Hogwarts students can allow it to be played."

"By the way, are you two interested in playing a role in the Magic Network game?"

Cosplay?

Dumbledore and Fudge were stunned.

"What do you mean?" Fudge asked.

"Are you also in contact with the characters who issue missions in the game?" Travis asked.

Dumbledore and Fudge nodded.

"The so-called role-playing means that I make a character in your image and add it to the plot."

"For example, Minister Fudge. I can design a plot where monsters gather to attack the tribe in the game, and strengthen the monsters to a strength that is impossible for players to deal with. When the tribe is about to be conquered, Minister Fudge appears and turns the tide on his own. The power to repel the beast tide.”

Dumbledore listened with interest and seemed to find it quite interesting.

Minister Fudge even increased his breathing. It was obvious that he was very excited.

After about ten seconds, Fudge came back to his senses and drank all the coffee in the cup.

"It's just a game. It's suitable for the students in the school to spend their excess energy, so that they don't run around and make trouble. What do you think, Principal Dumbledore?" Fudge asked.

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and thought to himself, you are so sure of what you said, how can I refuse?

"Yes, yes, but can this game be restricted so that it can only be entered at a fixed time? If it can be entered at any time, I'm afraid no one will have a good class." Dumbledore said.

"Yes." Travis nodded: "Not only can the game be restricted to a fixed time, but also everyone's game world can be restricted... How about linking the game world with academic performance?"

Dumbledore's eyes lit up and he immediately nodded in agreement.

Combining work and rest, teaching through fun can also stimulate students' enthusiasm for learning. How could Dumbledore refuse such a good thing!

Seeing that both of them agreed, Travis smiled, got up and went to the wine cabinet to take out red wine and glasses and pour a glass for himself and each of them.

The three of them had a drink and then began to discuss the details.

After chatting for nearly an hour, the two decided to leave at the same time, and Travis sent them to their new home.

"The function of the Magic Tower should be more than just the Magic Network, right?" Dumbledore suddenly asked.

"The magic tower is an oversized wand. It can help me realize my ideas better. Therefore, theoretically, the magic tower has no other functions and has unlimited functions."

Dumbledore nodded, and one after another Fudge entered the fireplace and left through the Floo network.

In the following time, Travis has been working overtime to make the "Magic Network Login Device", which is the necklace that Dumbledore and Fudge wore before.

Occasionally, I take the time to learn about the construction of signal towers.

With the funds in place, sufficient reasons, and Uncle Bell's connections, the project progressed very smoothly when the signal tower was built in an inaccessible place.

Construction is starting in multiple places at the same time, so I believe it won't be long before it's completed - after all, it's just a signal tower.

The signal tower does not require any technical content.

If it is about excellence, then of course it requires a lot of technical content, but the requirement given by Travis is that it does not collapse within three years, so is it not a casual construction?

A cement telephone pole is covered with a metal shell. It is pulled to a designated location, dug a hole and buried. The procedures are complete and there is no need to worry about being forcibly demolished by the relevant departments. It is very simple.

People who don’t know may think that this company is a financing fraud. In fact, this company was established to better handle relevant procedures.

With something to keep busy, Travis lived every day to the fullest, and the vacation was almost over in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Travis returned to the castle after making the last "signal adapter" and was about to eat something to fill his stomach. The old butler suddenly came over with a letter.

"Master, I have your letter. It was delivered by an owl this morning," the steward said.

"Put it on the table."

"Yes."

Pouring a glass of water, Travis sat on the sofa with the water and picked up the letter.

"This word seems familiar. Is it Harry, or Ron? Or Hermione? Or is it my fan or suitor?"

After taking a sip of water, Travis opened the letter and read it.

puff! ! !

As soon as he read the first sentence, Travis spit out the water instantly - it turned out to be a letter from his parents!

"These two guys...were released from prison early?"

Travis frowned, drank some water to calm down his shock, and continued to look down.

----

Dear son:

When you receive this letter, your mother and I are still in Azkaban, but no longer prisoners.

Not long ago, the No. 1 prisoner in history who successfully escaped appeared in the heavily defended Azkaban, and that man was once a vicious Death Eater.

The Ministry of Magic took this very seriously, and Azkaban even sent a large number of dementors to hunt down the fugitive.

You who have just entered third grade must not know much about Dementors. Dementors are very strange creatures and are also the guards in Azkaban Prison.

A large number of dementors were sent to hunt down the fugitives. While the police force in Azkaban Prison was reduced, they also had to guard against prisoners who became eager to escape because someone had successfully escaped.

Therefore, the Ministry of Magic pardoned a group of people who had committed less serious crimes and were about to complete their sentences, allowing them to serve as temporary prison guards.

Your mother and I are lucky enough to be one of them, and we are now considered staff working at the Ministry of Magic.

Due to our special duties and the special reasons just mentioned, your mother and I cannot leave Azkaban to visit you for the time being. We are very sorry for this.

But I believe it won’t be long before our family can be reunited. It won’t be too long.

——Love your parents

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After reading the letter, Travis couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the one hand, they were surprised that the two of them actually "changed their minds" and did not cause trouble again.

On the other hand, she was simply flustered, not knowing how to face these two parents she had never met.

"Although I have never met, I am where I am today thanks to the legacy you two left. It can be regarded as an inheritance of kindness."

Travis sighed.

He grew up in a favorable environment, had ample funds after entering the magic world, and had an uncle who fully supported him. In the final analysis, all of this was given to him by his parents in this body.

"If you were just being kind to me, it would be easier to accept, unlike this family relationship that is constantly being cut and messed up."

Sighing again, Travis put down the glass full of water, stood up and poured himself a glass of wine.

At this moment, Travis suddenly understood why Uncle Bell was often drunk - because it was annoying!

"Wait a minute, Uncle Bell...very good, we found someone to support us."

Worried alone, Travis immediately called Bell and told him the "good news" he had just learned about his parents.

Uncle Bell was silent.

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