Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

The entire auditorium is solemn and gorgeous, but each pumpkin lantern adds a bit of fun.

As the professors entered, President Dumbledore said a few words of congratulations and then announced the official start of the dinner.

There are really only a few words of congratulations. Such a conscientious principal is really hard to find even with a lantern, a jack-o'-lantern.

As the banquet began, the auditorium became lively, but it was not noisy - but the bats flying around on the top of the auditorium were a bit annoying.

It's strange. Today is Halloween, and there are ghosts in Hogwarts, and ghosts were present at the entrance ceremony, but not a single ghost appeared today.

It wasn't until he ate a whole pork chop that Travis belatedly remembered that the carnival behavior on Halloween - that is, children pretending to be ghosts and causing trouble - seemed to be another form of ghost-fighting.

People pretend to be ghosts to cause trouble, and the host pays candy to drive away the "evil ghosts" for good luck.

The banquet lasted for about half an hour. When everyone was eating and chatting happily, Principal Dumbledore knocked the golden cup with a silver spoon. The clear sound from the cup reached the ears of every student, and all the students were stunned. It got quiet.

"Excuse me, I have a few things to announce."

Dumbledore stood up.

"The first thing I want to say is..."

Bang!

The door of the auditorium was pushed open violently, and Filch who was guarding the side was bounced away with a whoosh - thank you that this is flat ground and not a mountain top.

"Giant——————monster!!"

Professor Quirrell, wearing a robe and a giant turban, ran in quickly and shouted while gasping for breath.

"In the basement...thought...you know..."

After saying incomprehensible words intermittently, Professor Quirrell spun and fell to the ground, with the back of his head facing down.

Everyone in the auditorium was stunned, including Travis.

Travis' first reaction was: Good guy!I finally found out why Voldemort’s nose was missing. It turned out that it was flattened by Quirrell!

Travis' second reaction was: Someone fell!I am a doctor!I want to save him!

"Let me come!!!"

Travis shouted and jumped up at the same time, taking out his wand before he even touched the ground.

"Healing technique? Doctor Sheep's flaming red lips!"

Click, click, click, click, click...

A large swath of electric light rushed towards Professor Quirrell who was lying on the ground. The moment the two came into contact, Professor Quirrell instantly rose up from the ground and performed a crazy and cool lightning break dance - really with thunder and lightning. That kind!

However, whether it was an illusion or not, Travis seemed to hear a fleeting and extremely tragic wail - but Professor Quirrell did not open his mouth.

"Illusion, well, it must be an illusion... I am a doctor! How could I make the patient suffer so much! My treatment plan will never go wrong!"

Travis silently encouraged and hypnotized himself.

Others also reacted at this time. After Travis's instigation, most people had forgotten about the troll mentioned by Professor Quirrell. They were all watching curiously and still twitching. A wonderful performance by Professor Quirrell who changed break dancing into mechanical dancing.

After another three seconds of twitching, Professor Quirrell rolled his eyes and fell to the ground again, with a wisp of black smoke coming out of his slightly opened mouth.

Travis was stunned for a moment, then he put away his wand and whistled, pretending to be nonchalant, and prepared to return to his seat to continue eating.

"Travis Clyde."

Dumbledore shouted.

Travis paused, turned around and showed an innocent smile.

"What's going on, Principal Dumbledore? Huh? Why am I here? Am I sleepwalking?" Travis asked nonsensically.

Dumbledore glanced flatly at Professor Quirrell, who was already rolling his eyes but still twitching from time to time, and then glanced at Professor Snape at the professor's chair.

Professor Snape nodded, stood up and walked towards Professor Quirrell.

"You must be full, right?" Dumbledore asked suddenly.

Travis blinked his big innocent eyes, his head turned quickly to think about what Dumbledore wanted to express, but there was too little information.

Next to him, Professor Snape had already sniffed Professor Quirrell's breath and opened his eyelids to check. Then he nodded imperceptibly at Dumbledore and exchanged a few glances.

"You should take some exercise when you are full. This will help digestion. You are right, Mr. Clyde." Dumbledore and Snape continued to look at Travis after they finished their silent exchange.

Travis suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart, so he quickly shook his head.

"Scientific research shows that strenuous exercise within half an hour after a meal is not good for your health, and may cause a variety of acute diseases, serious ones, and even death!" Travis pushed up his non-existent glasses and gave it to Dumble with an expressionless expression. Liduo conducts popular science.

however……

"This is Hogwarts. There is only magic here, no science."

Dumbledore smiled and pushed up the real glasses on his face.

"I think you should have heard what Professor Quirrell said just now, since..."

"I didn't hear that!"

"Then let me repeat it to you. He just said..."

"Okay, now that I remember, I did hear it."

"Now that I heard it, and professor Quirrell, an expert in dealing with trolls, was accidentally injured by your sneak attack, so you are responsible for the troll in the basement."

Travis:? ? ?

Meow meow meow? ? ?

WTF?

Travis was stunned, and the auditorium was in an uproar. Not only the students, but also the professors were dumbfounded, especially Professor McGonagall.

"Albus, how could you let..."

Clang clang~

Dumbledore tapped the cup with his spoon again to signal everyone to quiet down.

"Of course, I won't let you go alone. I will ensure your safety."

With that said, Dumbledore gestured to Professor Snape.

"Professor Snape will accompany you throughout the process and will protect you when you are in danger - and will also give you a score for your performance - a full score of [-] college points."

Snape's face was stretched and a little livid.

It seems that the decision Dumbledore just made was not part of their previous silent exchanges.

"But before that, since you just accidentally injured Professor Quirrell in a sneak attack, I will deduct 50 house points from your Gryffindor house."

There was silence in the auditorium for a moment, and the students and professors all remained mysteriously silent.

The amount of information is a bit overwhelming and they need to slow down, especially the Gryffindor students.

"The principal is awesome!"

Travis suddenly broke the silence and gave Dumbledore a thumbs up.

"As expected of the principal, the deducted points are all 55 and [-], and the bonus points are all [-] and [-]! Unlike some stingy guy, the deductions are one and two points, and the bonus points are— —I can’t bear to add even a single point to others!”

Travis said yygq.

At this moment, Snape's face was darker than his wizard robes.

At this moment, the Gryffindor students' faces were greener than their hair!