days at Hogwarts

Chapter 196

The Oblivion Curse, ever since the witch Nemoen Radford invented it, has been a wonderful tool for keeping secrets.For a long time in the past, wizards used it to cover their tracks and hide the existence of the wizarding world.

Over a long period of time, wizards used the Oblivion Curse more frequently, not only to hide the magical world, but also to hide their own personal secrets and steal other people's wonderful adventures...

Loren has been exposed to memory magic since the summer vacation, and with the help of Hermione, he has learned Legilimency, learned half-baked Occlumency, and has a preliminary understanding of the relationship between the brain and the soul.Lockhart's teaching allowed him to sort out deep memory and surface memory, and further understand the soul.

With regard to theoretical knowledge, Loren felt that he had basically mastered it, and now it was only a matter of practice.

But Lockhart wasn't going to let him practice.The professional club couldn't go on, and he became perfunctory in teaching Loren. He didn't expect to earn any fame from here, so he planned to delay it until he left Hogwarts after a year, so that this matter would not happen. Let it go.

With this mentality, Lockhart's lectures turned into finding some cases about the Forgetting Curse, and used it to brag about his unparalleled Forgetting Curse.

"The silly witch Dorcas Twelve Trees in the 18th century exposed the existence of the Magic Congress of America to a Muggle. Some radicals participated in it, which almost led to a large-scale conflict. Afterwards, they used the Oblivion Curse on a large scale, but Still slipping through the cracks. Too bad I wasn't born then, or—”

Lockhart stopped and winked at Loren, "It's such a pity, Dorcas Twelve Trees' father is the Treasure and Dragon Coin Administrator of the Magical Congress of America. property, let someone help him deal with this trouble, so as to ensure that his official career will not be implicated."

Dragon coins are the common currency in the American wizarding world, which is equivalent to the Galleon here.The Treasure and Dragon Coin Administrator is the Minister of Finance.

So, the Oblivion Charm can also help others with their dirty work.

Loren nodded thoughtfully.

"Believe me, Loren, the Oblivion Curse can do a lot, you can try to open your mind." Lockhart said pointedly.

Speaking of this, Lockhart glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, with a relaxed smile on his face: "It's 9:15, let's stop here today, the little wizard must ensure adequate sleep."

"Professor, shouldn't we do some exercises?" Loren pretended not to leave, and happily took out his wand and held it in his hand.Like an impatient little wizard who can't wait to get started with new spells.

Lockhart put on a professorial attitude and persuaded him with a smile. He was thinking of him inside and out: "The Oblivion Curse is a very dangerous spell. Don't rush to practice. What you should do now is to familiarize yourself with the theoretical content. Wait until You have mastered it completely, and I will prepare some mouse exercises for you, and then slowly transition to more intelligent creatures. This will be a long process."

Loren suddenly interrupted him and said a shocking news: "Professor, did you know that the monster in the secret room might be a basilisk?"

"Basilisk!" Lockhart was distracted, his eyes widened in surprise.

Loren seized the moment and waved his wand towards his eyes: "【Forget Nothing】"

Invisible magic penetrated into Lockhart's brain through the eyes, and played a wonderful role in the mysterious memory field.To be on the safe side, Loren also let the magic of the Forgetting Curse go around the portrait in the office.

It was his first time to use the Oblivion Charm, and it was a bit rusty.It took Lockhart a while before he shook his head a few times to regain his senses, with a confused expression remaining on his face: "Where did we come from just now?"

The big and small portraits and photos in the office still maintain a bright smile, as if nothing happened.

Loren raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as he expected, he had mastered the Forgetting Curse.

Loren put away his wand politely, and there was no abnormality in his posture, "I just said that the practice of the Oblivion Curse is too cumbersome and complicated, and I have other club activities to participate in. I want to give up learning the Oblivion Curse, and I won't come in the future. "

"I'm so sorry, Professor Lockhart." Loren said this very sincerely.

Lockhart was still a little dazed. He slowly recalled the scene just now. He seemed to say that practicing the Oblivion Curse was a long process.

A smile appeared on his face, and Loren offered to give up the Forgetting Curse, which was very much in line with his wishes.

Lockhart suppressed the joy in his heart, and said with pretended regret: "Oh, there is no need to apologize, although it is a pity. However, the little wizard should try more possibilities, and I respect your choice."

The two bid farewell pretendingly, with reluctance and regret on their faces, but as soon as the office door was closed, separated by a wooden door, both of them showed relieved smiles at the same time.

Lockhart returned to the mirror, fixed the wand with his thumb and the second knuckle of his index finger, made a handsome gesture of lightly picking up the wand, and forced a bright smile at the person in the mirror.

"It's perfect, this pose should be on the cover of "Wandering with Werewolf 2"." Lockhart said proudly.

"A party of ghosts... the Muggle werewolf army, Bates... and my saving Hogwarts from the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets... the next book will be a hit."

Sorting out the content of the next book, Lockhart became more and more excited as he thought about it, until the clock rang at 10 o'clock, he glanced at the clock on the wall and muttered: "Happy time always passes quickly..."

In the corridors of the castle.

The sound of Loren's footsteps sounded unhurriedly, and it spread far away in the quiet night, all the way to the end of the corridor, into those inconspicuous dark places.Every sound rang in the heart of the house-elf.

He actually thought about completely erasing Bates from Lockhart's memory just now, but doing so would leave many loopholes, so he finally gave up on this idea.

The meeting between Grandpa Bates and Lockhart was a few months ago. The two have been together for a period of time, involving all kinds of content. Rushing to delete a large amount of memory will arouse Lockhart's vigilance.It is too troublesome to forge and replace with fake memory spells, and the workload is too great.

Grandpa Bates' identity as a Muggle werewolf cannot be revealed, and Loren still intends to find a suitable opportunity to erase all of Lockhart's memories of recent years, saving time and worry.

Stepping up the stairs, Loren climbed up the stairs. The Defense Against the Dark Arts office was on the third floor, and the entrance to the Gryffindor Tower was on the seventh floor. He had to go up four floors.

According to the feedback of the magic radiance in the field of vision, the house elf kept falling behind him, as if it wanted to see him enter the lounge with its own eyes, before going back to report the monitoring situation to his master.The house-elf has been moving in a teleportation way, not daring to step forward and make a sound.

Loren didn't want to startle Dumbledore's plan, but now that he has mastered the Oblivion Curse, he doesn't have to be so cautious and fearful.

When you come to the seventh floor, you can see the portrait of the Fat Lady after passing the front corner.Loren estimated the distance, seized the short opportunity of entering the corner and out of sight of the house elf, and immediately cast the Disillusionment Charm to hide his figure.

There was a soft sound in the air, and the figure of the house-elf appeared in a dark place where the light could not reach. It stared at the portrait of the fat lady with its protruding eyes like tennis balls: "Where is the person? This damned little Mudblood Did the wizard go in without giving the password? Impossible, it's impossible..."

He couldn't help bumping his head against the wall, making a dull sound, and there was a crying sound in his words: "I didn't see him enter the Gryffindor common room with my own eyes. order."

"【All Petrochemical】"

A binding spell appeared out of thin air, right between the house elf's eyebrows, and the icy black blue gradually covered the house elf's whole body, making him unable to move and fell straight on the ground, unable to escape even by waving his fingers to teleport.

Transparent ripples rippling in the air, Loren revealed his figure from the ripples, squatting down to look at this stiff body.Skinny, without a trace of flesh on the body, the loose skin clings to the bones and squeezes out ugly folds.Bat ears, tennis eyes, and a look of despair in his eyes.

Although the house-elf couldn't move at all, he could hear the movement around him, and he could see the little wizard who suddenly appeared in front of him.

It turned out that he had been discovered a long time ago. The house elf's mind was blank, and there was only one thought in his mind: My head is going to be used to hatch snake eggs...

Loren asked gently, "Can you tell me your name?"

Although they cannot complete the tasks assigned by their masters and their heads will be used to hatch snake eggs, even so, the house elves will never betray their masters.The house-elf's eyes burst out with strong resentment, wanting to intimidate this lowly mudblood.

However, the mudblood's crystal blue eyes seemed to have magical powers, and the shadows in the pupils were flowing, spinning into a weird vortex.The house-elf felt something trickle out of the eddy, into his eyes, into his brain, into his soul.

"It's really cruel, but if you don't complete the task, your head will be used to hatch snake eggs. This is simply too inhumane, isn't it?" Loren said in a calm tone, which can be called a gentleman.

He can know what's going on in my head!A chill rose from the house-elf's heart, and he sank deeper into despair.

"So, can you tell me your name now?" Loren asked again, his tone still gentle.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it... The house elf wants to control his thoughts, but the more he forces himself not to think about it, the clearer the answer will be in his mind.

Staring at the eyes like tennis balls, Loren showed a surprised smile: "Pig, so your name is Pig, nice to meet you."

Desperate tears overflowed from his eyeballs, and Pig wanted to die immediately, but he couldn't do it because his body was so stiff, he couldn't even close his eyes, he could only let Legilimency enter his mind.

Loren's smile was warm and enthusiastic, as if he was really happy to have made new friends: "Then, the first question, why did you set fire to Windsor Castle?"

Why burn Windsor Castle?Pig was a little confused, and he didn't know the exact reason. He just thought that doing so would calm the master down and leave him with a complete head.

Just to let his master calm down and leave a complete head, there is no other reason.Reading the thoughts in the house elf's mind, Loren remained silent without saying a word.

Loren didn't see it with her own eyes, she just read about it in the newspaper.The fire burned so much that billowing smoke could be seen rising 5 miles away, causing more than a dozen people to be admitted to the hospital, and more than 200 firefighters running to the scene of the fire...

Just to leave a complete head.

Loren was a little depressed, and inadvertently slowed down the Legilimency that he applied to Pig, so Pig felt that the pressure in his heart was relaxed, and there seemed to be some gaps in the endless despair.He once again stared at the humble little Mudblood wizard in front of him with resentful eyes.

You are a house elf, your head will be chopped off and humiliated at any time, and now you are still in my hands, why, what right do you have to think that wizards are humble?
Loren laughed angrily, stopped holding his hand, and urged Legilimency to go deep into the house-elf's mind, flipping through his memories.

Pig was originally a house-elf in Crabbe Manor. Not long after school started, a house-elf from Albania came to Crabbe Manor with a strange poisonous snake and found his master...

He knew that the strange snake was actually a wizard who could communicate with people and manipulate other snakes...Pig watched some snakes turn into the brain of the Albanian house-elf...

The snake had become his new owner, and he had begun to help the new owner deliver messages to the werewolves, to Crabbe Manor, and most recently to the Ministry of Magic.When not sending letters, he is monitoring Loren Morgan and reporting his every move to the master...

Loren knew about the rest.

"Werewolf...Ministry of Magic..." The words that Loren uttered softly made Pig very eager to die. The loyalty of the house-elf tortured his heart all the time because of the information he leaked about his master.

Loren saw something in Big's mind, but his doubts became more.

What were Voldemort and Crabbe trying to do?
Was that part of Dumbledore's plan?
Did Dumbledore know about the Crabbe family's collusion with werewolves and the Ministry of Magic?

The more I think about it, the more troublesome it becomes, and the more confusing the clues become.Loren patted his head to stop his wild thoughts, and sighed: "It doesn't matter, go to the principal's office tomorrow and tell Dumbledore all these things, he will be responsible for the sky falling."

After thinking it through, Loren felt relaxed. He glanced at Big who was lying on the ground, and smiled softly: "I'm really sorry, it's the first time we met like this. But it's okay, take a nap and wait for you to wake up." I won't remember anything."

For a moment, Pig seemed to think of something, and his pupils trembled violently.

"It's okay, it won't hurt," Loren stretched out his wand in front of the house elf's tennis-ball-sized eyeballs, and shook it lightly:
"【All Forgotten】"

(End of this chapter)