HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Hermione's hair had recently been cut short, and her hair, which looked more voluminous to the eye, was spread out on the back of her head, moving with her movements. Hermione was holding her mother's hand and begging: "Mom, please, please agree to ask me to go. I really want to see Sister Till."

"Did we say we wouldn't ask you to go?"

Mrs. Granger was a loving mother. When she saw that her daughter who loved reading books was rarely so affectionate towards her, she first glanced at Mr. Granger and then patted Hermione on the head: "Miss Emery invites you to stay with her." I’m going to attend the birthday party in a few days. You can’t cause trouble to others then, and you have to be obedient, you know?”

"In the next month, you must complete your summer homework first, and I will check it then." Mr. Granger was more stern, looking into Hermione's eyes and said.

Hermione straightened her posture, her face full of seriousness, wishing she could raise her hands and swear on the spot: "I will finish it, and I will be obedient when the time comes!"

"Really, I promise!" Hermione was worried that her words were not sincere enough, so she quickly added another sentence, looking at her parents nervously and expectantly.

Hermione had promised this. The Grangers had never wanted to disappoint their daughter, but now they had certainly fulfilled Hermione's wish. Hermione screamed and jumped immediately. It was rare for her to show such childish excitement, and the Grangers laughed and did not stop her.

At noon, just as Thiel finished his lunch, the postman outside rang the doorbell.

The doorbell only rang once and then stopped, which was also a signal for the postman to put the letter into the mailbox, reminding the owner of the villa that a letter had been delivered.

Mr. and Mrs. Emery all went out to do their business. Till changed his shoes and went out to get the letter. As expected, it was a letter from Hermione. Just by looking at the handwriting on the envelope, Teal could feel Hermione's excitement.

"Til!" Just as Till was about to turn around, he heard Harry's voice of surprise coming from the opposite side, and his silver-white eyes lit up instantly.

Teal didn't expect Harry to be at home right now. After all, today was not a weekend and Harry hadn't gone on summer vacation yet. But when Teal saw Harry's current appearance clearly, he knew that the reason why he didn't show up at school when he was supposed to study was because of some unpleasant "accidents".

Under the secret care of the Emery couple, the seven-year-old Harry has no physical difference with other children of the same age. At least it can be seen at a glance that he is a six- or seven-year-old child, not the first child like Till. When I first met him, I thought he was only two or three years old when he was five years old at the time.

However, maybe due to some natural reasons, Harry was a skinny boy. As a tall and thin boy, Tiel always felt sorry for him.

Harry's current appearance also made Tire's heartache even more intense - the messy and messy hair could barely cover Harry's forehead and vaguely exposed a corner of the scar, but it couldn't cover Harry's entire bruised and swollen right side. Eye.

Harry's clothes also had some signs of being torn. When Harry turned around reluctantly after Tier called him, several footprints appeared on Harry's back.

The owner of the footprints didn't leave any force behind, and the blurring around the edges told Teal that the owner of the footprints most likely crushed it with force - which meant that Harry was stepped on and bullied.

"Come in with me." Till held back his anger, really couldn't believe that Harry would be treated like this. Till also glared at Harry, "Don't even try to explain to me that it was an accident. No accident can make your eyes swell up and there are still a few shoe prints on your back!"

Harry cowardly followed Teal through the door. When he was sat down on the sofa, he tried to explain that he just had some minor conflicts with others, but Teal, who had long known Harry's character of reporting good news but not bad news, directly With one look, Harry was stared back.

Teal walked into the kitchen, looking for something that could reduce the swelling, but unfortunately, Harry's eyes were so bruised and swollen, whether it was cold or hot compresses, it seemed to cause a lot of pain to Harry.

Unless you're using Thiel to make a homemade anti-swelling potion.

Teal's thoughts were racing, and she quickly decided to give Harry a try with the anti-swelling potion. In order not to make Harry suspicious, she poured the anti-swelling potion into the juice, prepared a hot towel, and called While Harry drank the juice, he carefully wiped the area around Harry's eyes.

Harry's eyes were not only swollen from being severely beaten, but also seemed to have been hit by something. There were some broken skin at the corners of his eyes, and bloodshot eyes overflowed, which was a bit scary.

Harry thought that Teal was helping him with hot compresses, but in fact, Teal was helping him clean his wounds in the name of hot compresses. The good stuff that really removes blood clots was now mixed in the juice and Harry drank it.

The formula of the anti-swelling potion prepared by Teal has been slightly adjusted. It is colorless and odorless. When mixed with the juice, Harry did not notice anything strange. However, Harry soon discovered that Teal's "hot compress" was really effective. It worked, and his right eye began to feel warm. Although there was a slight pain, after a brief period of pain, there was a soreness and clearing sensation.

It was so comfortable that Harry sighed, but his nose was sore, almost making him cry.

The grievance and depression caused by being pushed to the ground and beaten by the classmates were all soothed by Tier's gentle "hot compress".

As long as Teal was still willing to be his sister and care about him, Harry felt that all the suffering was nothing.

This is his luck.

The bruise on his eye was visibly relieved. Teal was worried that the anti-swelling potion would be too effective, so he only added a small amount so that Harry's bruise would retain some traces and not be too surprising.

But Harry didn't need to touch his eyes or look in the mirror, he just had to blink and he could feel the difference in his eyes.

"Thank you, Teal." Harry always smiled shyly in front of Teal, but Teal had a slightly cold face and gestured with his eyes to give him an explanation.

An explanation for Harry's beating.

Harry was a little afraid to speak. He lowered his head and spoke intermittently: "It's just that... I don't get along with everyone, and it's inevitable that I do wrong things sometimes."

From the perspective of seven-year-old Harry, many things are his fault. Even though he realizes that he has done nothing at all, as long as he appears in front of cousin Dudley, he will become the target of a group fight. .

He had tried so hard to escape, but he had failed, again and again.

This time, only one eye was swollen. Harry even felt that they had done something to him. Last time, both of his eyes were swollen.

With his head lowered, Harry heard Till sigh, thinking that Till was disappointed with him, and quickly defended himself: "I really escaped. I can run very fast now. When I'm lucky, I can still run away." I can prevent them from catching up with me."

Although he would still be caught in the end, Harry could really feel his body becoming lighter and lighter as he escaped.

It was as if... there was a gust of wind pushing him behind him, and he could fly on the wind at any time.

However, Harry did not tell Teal about his feelings. He felt that it might just be an illusion when he escaped, and Teal would be amused if he told it.

How can a person be blown up by the wind?