HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Thiel shook his head helplessly.

The screams of these children were not actually loud, but in this closed underground kitchen, their screams could be said to be echoing non-stop. Professor Teal and Professor Dumbledore did not intend to wake up the house elves. , at this time they all sprang out one after another.

The elves thought there was a thief in the kitchen, and when they showed up, they all had their own weapons in their hands - such as sticks, brooms, and more dangerous ones like kitchen knives.

"Where is the thief? Where is he!"

"Ahhhhh, don't steal the food we prepared!"

"Help! Help! Someone is invading! Help!"

"..."

House elves have different personalities, and they react differently to the screams they just heard. Till only felt that all kinds of complicated screams filled the kitchen, and the shouting made her feel a little dizzy.

Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore obviously couldn't bear the noise. He stepped forward and muffled his voice with his wand, so that the panicked house elves could notice him: "There are no thieves, there is no danger. You go and rest first." !”

The majesty of Professor Dumbledore was self-evident in this castle. The house elves slowly calmed down, and after respectfully greeting him and Teal, they finally retreated to their respective hidden residences to rest, and it was a bustle. Within a few minutes, only Till and the others were left in the kitchen.

Knowing that this night outing was doomed, the students lowered their heads and stood helplessly, waiting for the "trial" from the principal and student union president.

Points deducted? Or confinement? Although it is very likely that there are two together...

Unexpectedly, no words of criticism came from the direction of Professor Tire and Professor Dumbledore. They only heard two footsteps approaching slowly, then brushing them away, slowly moving away.

"Tiel, the castle is so quiet tonight, nothing happened, right?"

"Who says otherwise? Professor."

"No one will enter the kitchen without permission, and the dishes will be washed, right?"

"Um...yes, all the dirty dishes that have been eaten have been cleaned and placed neatly in the cupboard."

"That's good."

"..."

Teal and Professor Dumbledore left the kitchen in harmony, leaving no punishment for the children wandering at night. They looked at each other, and belatedly realized that they had been let go by Professor Dumbledore and Teal tonight. pass.

One of them clenched his hands into fists and breathed a sigh of relief, but his voice was consciously lowered: "That's great, we don't have to be deducted points!"

"I really didn't expect Professor Dumbledore and Senior Sister Emery to let us go." Another boy held on to the table a little limply, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead in a dumbfounded way, "I thought we would all deduct... Otherwise, if Professor McGonagall finds out tomorrow, he will definitely be scolded to death."

"I always feel that what they say is a bit strange. It's okay to talk about what to do with the plate... isn't it?" The boy who lit up the wand at first suddenly covered his head and realized what Professor Dumbledore and Teal said before they left. .

It's okay, why are you talking about the plate? Of course, he was reminding them that although they could pretend they didn't see him during tonight's night outing, they should not leave dirty dishes behind after eating.

Along with that, it would be best to clean the few plates left behind by Professor Teal and Dumbledore.

Several students looked at each other in confusion, but compared with deductions and confinement, washing dishes was nothing. At most, it was a matter of a few spells.

They just had to accept it.

After Teal and Professor Dumbledore left the kitchen, Professor Dumbledore thought it was necessary to send Teal back to the common room. Teal did not refuse and wondered why Professor Dumbledore let these children go: "Night Tour It’s not safe, that’s what you told me.”

"Reverse psychology is the real reason for children to challenge danger." Professor Dumbledore walked lightly beside Teal, his tone seemed to be nostalgic, "If we completely eliminate the possibility and interest of children to go out for night excursions, the level What is the purpose of the long night patrol?"

Till raised his eyes, glanced at Professor Dumbledore's serious expression, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Although there is no direct connection between prefects' night patrol and students' night tours, Professor Dumbledore is right to say so. Night tours have been banned since Hogwarts was founded for so many years, but students who go out at night every year still do so. Less?

The prefects arrest them every day, and the professors punish them every day, deducting points and confinement every day, but the students still have the courage to go out at night. It is hard to say that the professors are not conniving in a different way.

"Is this considered an entertainment project?" Till chuckled. "At least 60% of the students in Hogwarts have gone swimming at night, although most of them have never been caught."

This conclusion was what Professor McGonagall told Thiel.

When Till returned to the dormitory to officially rest, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. As soon as her head touched the lavender-scented pillow, her eyelids felt heavy and she fell into sleep vaguely.

When he woke up again, it was lunch time the next day. With the renewed energy, Till appeared in the cafeteria with a rosy complexion. Before he could sit down, he heard many students talking about Peter Pellum's escape from prison.

Teal raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at Professor Dumbledore on the professor's chair, but saw that Professor Dumbledore did not appear. Only Snape next to his seat looked at Teal from afar.

There was no other communication between the two. Such eye contact was enough.

Till sat down, and Mgina and the others immediately gathered around him: "Til, Peter Pelum escaped from prison! This is too hateful!"

Few people in the castle knew about the fact that Scabbers, the mouse that had been kept by Percy's side for many years, was Peter Pellum. Apart from the professor, Till, and a few Weasley children, only Mgina and Don X knew.

To be honest, when they first learned about this, they felt strange, especially Percy, who really treated Scabbers as his own family.

In his eyes, there was still a kind of docile and cute mouse, but in a blink of an eye, he turned into a short man and a murderer with more than ten lives on his body. Percy couldn't sleep for several days.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley also knew about this, but they felt more scared and happy than they did.

Although Peter Pellum has stayed in the Weasley family as a mouse for many years without any unusual behavior, what if? Having such a dangerous and despicable Animagus by their children's side...

They were just thankful that Dumbledore taught them to move quickly.

"The news spread quickly. Peter Pelrum escaped from prison yesterday, and it was published in the newspaper today." Till took the "Daily Prophet" handed over by Mgina, which had a full page of reports about this matter. Yes, it’s just that when Till read the whole article, the focus of the report was on Peter Pellum’s cunningness, and it seemed that the Ministry of Magic only had one fault: poor guarding.

Till sneered in his heart. After all, he didn't say anything bad about the Ministry of Magic in the restaurant.