Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

"Yao [-], Yao [-], Yao [-]..."

Hearing the strange slogans, the students near the library door couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the entrance. The librarian, Mrs. Pince, ran over angrily.

She remembers the voice!

When she ran over and saw the situation at the door, she was stunned, and the other students were already stunned.

There was a student who was holding a book and didn’t realize it had slipped. Another student wearing glasses was rubbing his eyes frantically without taking off his glasses.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Pince."

Travis said hello to Mrs. Pince as he passed by.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Pince."

Another Travis also said hello to Mrs. Pince.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Pince."

"good afternoon……"

"Down……"

x30

She watched blankly as thirty people... no, counting the first one, 31 people, Travis, filed in. Mrs. Pince's body couldn't help but sway.

"Hallucination...yes, hallucination, it must be an hallucination!"

Mrs. Pince murmured.

"No! Magic is prohibited in the library!"

Mrs. Pince screamed and quickly took a few steps to grab the arm of Travis who was at the back.

Mrs. Pingsi was stunned by this grasp.

There are entities!

He quickly grabbed the arm of Travis next to him - it was also physical!

Quickly again...

pop~

The third Travis slapped Mrs. Pince's hand away with a look of disgust.

"I know I'm handsome, but you can't touch me. Be careful of the impact."

"Yes, yes."

"Quality, pay attention to your quality!"

"This is a library, a sacred place of study."

“This is a place where high-quality talent lives.”

……

Suddenly, many Travis started making noises, which made Mrs. Pince's eyes tremble.

"With the clone technique, my mother no longer has to worry about me falling into a disadvantage in an argument~"

Travis, who had already picked up a book to read, pushed up his non-existent glasses with his middle finger and smiled proudly.

After "trickling" Mrs. Pingsi, many Travis walked to different bookshelves and took out a book from the first row on the outside and started reading.

There is one bookshelf for each person. The bookshelf outside is occupied by "one of our own", and the people behind continue walking deeper.

At this time, the students who had been studying seriously before and were not distracted by the noise just now were also dumbfounded.

After a while, no one was reading except for the many Travises in the entire library. They were all walking back and forth looking at the Traviss, and some even started to play the find-the-fault game.

But they are destined to be disappointed, because all Travis are exactly the same. If we insist on being different, I am afraid that there are only slight differences in the hairstyle caused by different movements.

Half an hour later, Mrs. Pince walked into the library, tugging on the confused Dumbledore's sleeve.

"You see, I don't know why it happens, but they do."

Pointing to Travis next to a bookshelf, Mrs. Pince patted her chest and left without looking back.

She needed to be quiet and slow down.

Dumbledore didn't hold back. To be precise, his attention was completely focused on Travis... and the others.

Three Traviss could be seen at a glance from the door, and when he walked further in, more Traviss and a Travis who was not sure due to the perspective came into view.

"This is really..."

Dumbledore rubbed his temples. Even though he was well-informed, he didn't know how to express his shock at this moment.

"Travis," Dumbledore called.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Hello Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Is there a problem?"

beep, beep, beep...

Three Traviss answered at the same time, and at the same time more Travis came over.

"You..." Dumbledore hesitated: "Come to the principal's office with me. I have something to ask you... you."

The Traviss looked at each other, and Travis, who was closest to Dumbledore, shook his head.

"No need to go to such trouble, I'll just go with you."

With that said, Travis put the book back on the bookshelf and walked towards Dumbledore, while the other Travis continued to do their own things.

"follow me."

Dumbledore motioned for Travis to follow him and led Travis towards the principal's office.

On the road, many students were running toward the library in a hurry. They all looked at Travis with inexplicable curiosity when they passed by.

But maybe because Dumbledore was clearing the way ahead, no one stopped Travis.

Arriving at the principal's office smoothly, and taking the seemingly unnecessary spiral staircase, Travis followed Dumbledore into the principal's office.

"There are no outsiders here, can you tell me how you did it?"

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses.

"Is it your special ability or... a brand new magic?"

Travis rolled his eyes at Dumbledore inexplicably, spread his arms and spun around in a circle.

"Of course it's a brand new magic. I'm the Blue Silver who has mastered the true meaning of magic!" Travis raised his head proudly, with a look of pride on his face.

Dumbledore couldn't help frowning, but he quickly relaxed.

"So can you tell me the function of this new magic?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's not of much use. It's just used to quarrel with others~"

"By the way, you can also enjoy 360-degree views of your handsome front face, side face, and back face~"

Dumbledore:  …

I believe you a ghost!

And what the hell is the back face?The back of the head?Who has a face on the back of their head?I'm afraid you're not too shameless!

"Travis, I think you misunderstood."

Dumbledore lowered his head and looked at Travis seriously.

"I'm not asking you to hand over this magic, I just want to understand it... If you are willing to tell me, I can give you more academy points." At this point, Dumbledore suddenly smiled kindly: "Just think of it as satisfying an old man. Just be curious.”

tui～

You're such a bad old man who relies on his old man and sells his old man.I actually want to be a white wolf with nothing!

Travis despised Dumbledore deeply in his heart, but it was the complete opposite on his face.

"Do you want to satisfy your curiosity? Then can you also satisfy my curiosity? It's an equal exchange~"

Dumbledore: "So what do you want to know?"

Travis smoothed his hair.

"I'm very interested in alchemy. I learned from a book that the most outstanding alchemical product in the magic world is a thing called the Philosopher's Stone. Currently, there is only one known piece of it. It was discovered by a woman named Nicole. Keni...ah, it's in the hands of Nicole Flamel."

"And according to that book, you and Mr. Flamel are friends... take me to see the Philosopher's Stone when you have time, I'm very interested in it!"

Dumbledore suddenly frowned and looked at Travis carefully for a while.

"I heard Mr. Filch said you bought a lot of stuff?"

Travis didn't know why, but nodded anyway.

"If you're short of money, I can give you some."

Travis' eyes widened for a moment.

"That's great! You don't have to give it to me, just sell me some. Just sell me 10 Galleons first according to Gringotts' ratio."

Dumbledore: ? ? ?

How many galleons did the kid just say he wanted?

Is there something wrong with my ears?