Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

"Hogwarts Psychiatric Center"

When Snape's voice announced that get out of class was over, Travis broke free instantly and rushed out with sparks and lightning.

If he doesn't run, he won't be able to run. If he doesn't run, he won't be able to run. The Gryffindor student union will castrate him one by one... drowning him.

After rushing out of the basement and passing through a corridor, Travis instantly jumped out of the corridor, stretched out his hand and jumped directly into the air.

He casually took something out of his pocket and threw it up as a stepping stone, using the weak force to rush towards the wall.

Grabbing, climbing, and jumping more than three meters high, Travis climbed to the top of a tower in the blink of an eye. The whole set of movements was as smooth as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

"That's not right. I shouldn't be such an impulsive person."

Travis sat on top of the tower blowing in the wind to calm down.

"Is it a side effect of the memory space? I shouldn't have messed up the memories on the previous floors!"

Rubbing his forehead, Travis was distressed.

Apart from the memory space, Travis couldn't think of anything else that could go wrong.

But this is not easy to solve. It is easy to mess up. Reordering cannot be completed in a short time. The workload is not as large as usual.

"It seems that I can't delay it any longer. I need to verify that matter to see if it can help my current situation."

Thinking of this, Travis immediately stood up with a gleam in his eyes... and then sat down again.

You can't go back now. You have to go back later. You can't be caught by other students.

Half an hour later, Travis estimated that time was almost up, and then returned from the top of the tower.

When he returned to the ground and looked at the round, metal, ringed ball on the ground, Travis' eyes widened for a moment, and he broke out in cold sweat.

"Dear mother! Is this the thing I threw away earlier to use as a stepping stone???"

Quickly picking it up and kicking it into his pocket, Travis sped up and returned to the dormitory.

When I returned to the dormitory, luckily I didn't meet any first-year classmates on the way, but the other four roommates were all in the dormitory.

The imaginary accusation did not appear, and Travis even saw Neville shrinking and moving away after seeing him.

No one mentioned what happened before, and of course Travis himself wouldn't mention it. He went directly to his "single room" and rummaged through his suitcase.

"Travis, are you... mixed-race?"

Travis:? ? ?

Travis looked at Harry in confusion: "What half-blood? Didn't I tell you that my parents are both wizards? They are both serious wizards who graduated from Ravenclaw."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Harry waved his hands in a panic: "I mean... you know Hagrid... is the big guy we saw when we first got off the train... he is a mixed race, He is half giant, so he is very tall."

"Do you also have the blood of some kind of magical creature? Your eyes... are very special."

Travis suddenly realized.

"You're talking about this. I have no other bloodline, but it is said that my father was raised by a thunderbird and drank thunderbird milk when he was a child. Maybe because of this, I was born with the ability to use the power of thunder and lightning."

"Is it so magical?! Can you tell me your father's story?" Harry asked excitedly.

Travis:…

Ugh……

Travis sighed, took out the three books he needed from the suitcase, walked up to Harry and patted him on the shoulder.

"Harry, I suggest you look for the textbooks from elementary school and review them." Travis said seriously.

Harry: "Uh...why?"

“Have you ever heard of birds producing milk?!”

Harry thought for a moment and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it...but didn't you say it was a Thunderbird?"

"Thunderbirds are also birds! They are oviparous animals! Only mammals nurse their young with milk! Even magical creatures are no exception!"

After helping Harry review some simple common sense, Travis looked back at Meowth, who was entertaining himself on the bed, and then walked out of the dormitory with the book in his arms after confirming that it had no intention of following him.

Taking the book around the castle, Travis hoped to find an empty, tidy room high up.

There are not many rooms like this in Hogwarts, just be patient and look for them.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was built on the basis of the Slytherin family castle, and later expanded many times, because when it was first established, it was not only a school, but also the only remaining magical institution in the wizarding world against the background of witch hunting. One of the wizard's asylums.

Now that the era of witch hunting has long passed, there are not so many people settling here, so naturally many rooms are vacant.

About half an hour later, Travis found the room that met his expectations at the end of a corridor.

This is a house located in the corner of the castle. Through the window, you can see the Black Lake in the distance, which is the lake that Travis passed by by boat when he was in school.

"Very good, then... let's get started!"

Taking out his wand and using the cleaning spell to clean the room again, Travis sat down on the ground and opened the book he brought with him to read or search carefully.

Each of the three books had their titles scratched off and rewritten, and the actual content had nothing to do with their funny titles.

These three books are actually dictionaries recording Latin!Three different versions of the Latin dictionary.

"Let me see what cute meanings are related to the clones?"

Travis searched carefully page after page, and from time to time recorded the words he found on another piece of paper.

Most spells are in Latin, and usually consist of two words.

At first, Travis thought that Latin did not exist in this world, but after learning more about it, he discovered that Latin did exist.Since there is nothing to say about existence, Uncle Traviso hired a professor who graduated from the Department of Classics at Oxford University as a tutor to study Latin systematically for two years.

Two years later, after his attempt to create magic failed, Travis kicked the professor out.

But things are different now. Now Travis has something in his hand that he didn't have before - a magic wand!

"If it doesn't succeed this time, then I can only give up my theory and study the existing magic. But if it succeeds...hehe!"

After YY for a while, Travis suddenly sighed and looked at the Latin words extracted from the paper with a very complicated expression.

Having already failed once, Travis was completely unsure whether he could succeed this time.

What's more important is that if it fails completely and there is no spark, it's okay, as long as it doesn't fail completely.

After all, two Latin words combined cannot accurately convey a specific meaning, such as the clone spell that Travis is about to try.

What is avatar?

Split the body left and right?I'm afraid I'm going to burp on the spot!