HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

"Miss Emery, I thought you were self-aware." Professor Snape took a deep breath, picked up his wand, and waved towards Teal, signaling Teal to follow him.

Professor Snape did not choose to ask Teal to stay in his office, but led Teal towards the ground.

Till broke into a little jog. With her good physical strength and endurance, it was not difficult for her to keep up with Professor Snape's long strides. But she couldn't help complaining in her heart.

Sure enough, Professor Snape just doesn't like her, right? He wasn't even willing to ask her to stay in his office for one more minute, so he asked her to go to class elsewhere.

Tier curled his lips and noticed that the girls who had just laughed at him were still standing not far ahead.

how? Are they still standing there whispering and taunting her?

Till sniffed, and the tip of his nose was blown red by the cold air.

When the girls saw Professor Snape striding forward with a dark face, they immediately chose to shrink their necks and wanted to escape. However, under the cold gaze of their dean, they stopped in their tracks, as if they were frozen in There it is.

Because of his temporary depression, Till did not pay attention to their strangeness, but before walking up the stairs, Professor Snape in front of him stopped.

Till almost didn't stop the car and almost hit Professor Snape's back. Fortunately, he put his hands forward and supported Professor Snape's back to stop him.

Although he still touched Professor Snape, it was at least better than bumping into him.

The muscles under his hand seemed to become tense for a moment, and Till quickly retracted his hand before Professor Snape turned around, feeling that he was really not compatible with the underground.

Obviously when Salazar was here, she was at ease here, and even played hide-and-seek with Godric in the dungeon...

Professor Snape turned around sharply after Teal withdrew his hand, and as expected, stared at Teal with a look that looked like he wanted to eat Teal alive.

Teal closed his eyes, ready to hear Professor Snape's ridicule.

What would he say?

'Miss Emery, do you need your poor professor to teach you how to walk? '

'Miss Emery, it turns out that the Emery family's upbringing means that you can't even walk well? '

'Miss Emery...'

Till felt dizzy when he thought of "Miss Emery" in his mind.

"Miss Emery..."

Teal took a deep breath and came.

"Wait for me in the empty classroom on the fourth floor!" What Professor Snape blurted out was not preaching, but telling Till to leave first. This made Teal look Professor Snape up and down with the look of a stranger.

Although this move was somewhat impolite, Teal suspected that Professor Snape in front of him might have been switched before he turned around.

Shouldn't he be the first to sneer at her for not being able to coordinate her hands and feet, and that she can't even walk?

"I'll go back to the office to get something." Professor Snape coldly told Thiel to leave quickly. Thielba had to go with him, hugging the scarf hanging down in front of her, and ran away quickly.

As soon as Teal left, Professor Snape's aura became even weaker, causing the Slytherin girls beside him who never dared to leave to tremble even more.

***

There were many empty classrooms on the fourth floor. After Till came up, he realized that he had no idea which one Professor Snape was talking about.

But when she tentatively opened the first empty classroom and found that it was clean and had several candles lit, she guessed this was it.

only……

Till exited the classroom again and tentatively looked inside and outside the classroom several times. Then he was surprised to find that looking in from outside the classroom, there was no lighted candle at all.

If Till hadn't touched the candle and almost been burned by the burning flame, she would have wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes.

Till closed the classroom door and looked around a few candles, wondering whether it was the classroom or the candles.

When Professor Snape arrived, he saw the silver-haired girl holding a scarf that almost covered the lower half of her face. She was staring at the flame of the candle with a curious look on her face, and she seemed to want to reach out to grab the flame.

Professor Snape's expression twisted, and he wondered if Emery, who had a pretty good mind at first, had his brain stolen. Otherwise, why would you keep staring at a few magic candles?

It was also possible that the brain of a troll had been replaced. He had accidentally seen several trolls jumping around the flames before, which was somewhat similar to Till's current state.

Troll and Tyr?

Professor Snape's throat was itchy due to his own association, and he couldn't help but laugh. However, in the silent empty classroom at this time, the laughter was a bit eerie and scary.

Tyr was frightened, and reflexively raised his wand in the direction of Professor Snape, making a dueling gesture.

Nice gesture, Professor Snape narrowed his eyes.

But only if this gesture is not directed towards him.

When he discovered that it was Professor Snape, Teal put back his movements in embarrassment. Although he didn't like Professor Snape, he almost attacked him because he was frightened. Teal felt that he was in the wrong.

Really, why was there no sound when Professor Snape came in?

Till rubbed the edge of his school uniform uncomfortably, and stuffed the wand back with his gloved right hand.

I have to say that with these gloves on, I can barely hold the wand.

If there were no gloves of the right size when he went to the duel competition, Till felt that even if his hands were frozen to death, he would not wear the current pair of gloves on stage.

Throwing your wand away in the middle of battle is even more embarrassing than losing.

Teal pinned his hopes for thermal gloves on Mrs. Emery.

"I don't want to talk nonsense to you. I will come to this classroom to study every other night from now on. I will teach you all the dueling skills and etiquette again." Professor Snape had read the date in advance and knew that Till would be in his early ten days. About to leave.

So the progress must be accelerated.

Tier nodded, a quick victory was also what she wanted.

Professor Snape motioned for Till to go to the open space behind the classroom, which was not only large but also had many candles: "I hope you won't forget what you learned before after lying on the hospital bed for so long."

Till's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything to defend his super memory. He just followed Professor Snape's instructions and performed every action he had learned before.

She would prove it to Professor Snape with her actions.

Professor Snape was actually satisfied. Whether it was potions, dueling skills or etiquette, Till was an outstanding student. He particularly appreciated her talent and hard work.

However, Professor Snape's compliments really couldn't come out of his mouth that would only hurt others.

Until half past eight, tonight's lectures came to an end, and Professor Snape finally just said "keep going."

Tier wiped her sweat. She had taken off her scarf when she was getting warm, and she no longer wore gloves on her hands.

She took what Professor Snape just said as a compliment.