Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

This Christmas night in Hogwarts was not peaceful. Many students were awakened by the explosion and were at a loss. Fortunately, the professors played a role, so even though they were a little dissatisfied, they still crawled obediently. Go to bed and continue to sleep.

A few young wizards secretly swear before closing their eyes that they must get up tomorrow to find out the truth in the night. The noise in the castle gradually subsided, and only the school hospital was still brightly lit.

"You must drink the medicine and lie down in bed with peace of mind. If there is no problem tomorrow morning, I will allow you to leave." Madam Pomfrey holds a glass of shiny potion in one hand and stands on two hospital beds. In the middle, the eyes of Divine Idol are like eagles.

Harry and Ron trembling with fear drank the potion. When the liquid in the cup slid through the eyes of the throat-although it felt completely different-it still reminded Harry of the memory in the dream, and he endured it. With a feeling of nausea, "grumbling" drank it all in one breath.

Madam Pomfrey left with satisfaction.

She walked out of the ward, closed the door, and then went to the intensive care unit. There were two patients waiting for her. Stinchcombe ·Crouch's body and mind were severely traumatized. She could only try to repair his body. Alastor ·Moody's physical condition was slightly better, but the mental damage should not be underestimated.

She was still thinking about her thoughts when she walked, hesitating to learn from Felix. As time goes by, Felix Haip's another identity and the reputation of Memory Master have become more and more popular. Many people speculate that he must be one of the first batch of chocolate frog cards in the new century.

At the corner of the corridor, Madam Pomfrey saw Dumbledore, Felix, and McGonagall standing at the door of the intensive care unit.

"Poppi, you came right in time," Dumbledore said with a smile, looking in a good mood. "Felix has just diagnosed Stinchcombe and Alastor and dealt with the most difficult problems, but it will take a while. It took a short time to recover."

Madam Pomfrey subconsciously looked towards Felix. In her heart, this talent is the authority.

Felix Weiwei nodded, explained: "Mr. Crouch has been under the control of Imperius Curse for a long time, as well as the influence of Confundus Charm and Cruciatus Curse. This has caused his brain to be a little messy, although troublesome, it is not irreversible. I suggest that he be transferred to St. Mungo's for a period of time to receive a more systematic treatment."

"As for Professor Moody..." He thought about it, and said uncertainly: "I don't know his Is the state considered good? His memory has been carefully modified, and many hints have been given, such as not checking his room, ignoring certain abnormalities, and inevitably sleeping until dawn when lying in bed... This is also Barty. Jr. ·Crouch unscrupulously crawled into his room through the secret passage."

"He will lose some of his memories. As for which, I don’t know which ones. I think his character will be disgusting. Click."

Felix looked towards Dumbledore inquiringly, asking for his opinion. Dumbledore shook his head slightly. He knew what character his old friend was, and his memory was enough to drive him crazy.

Madam Pomfrey said that she understood. She hesitated for a while and asked: "Felix, when you come for treatment these few days, can I watch?"

"No problem, madam "Felix readily agreed.

Madam Pomfrey thanked him, and then she opened the door of the intensive care unit and walked in. The other three people present could see Stinchcombe · Crouch and Alastor · Mu Dean lying quietly on the bed, Professor McGonagall's lips wriggling twice.

"Minerva?" Dumbledore looked at her.

"I, I don’t doubt...but don’t we need to do some precautions? In case they are still affected by you know who dark magic..."

"Don’t worry, Minerva," Felix interjected, and he smiled and said, "I still have some confidence in Memory Magic, and their wands are now in the hands of the headmaster."

Professor McGonagall sighed in relief. They went downstairs together, and was quiet for a moment. She couldn't help but said, "Albus, you shouldn't stop me from giving Potter and Weasley deduct points, at least you have to confine yourself..."

Dumbledore blinked Eyes, looked at her with a smile.

"They are too reckless and may lose their lives." Professor McGonagall finished.

"Minerva, there is no need to be so strict, the child just has a sense of responsibility far beyond ordinary people." Dumbledore said softly, "For this time, they can think of using Marauder's Map and Invisibility Cloak It’s surprising enough, and it must be decisive enough. If you delay a few minutes and spend your precious time searching for the professor, maybe what we see is a different scene."

At least Moody is I definitely won't survive.

Professor McGonagall purse one's lip, frowning and unfurling, "You are right."

……

Felix returned to the office, he Standing at the window, remembering what Dumbledore said to him alone.

"Felix, I want to ask you something." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"What is it?" Felix asked, he had some anticipation of what's next.

They were standing on the heights of the castle, the cold north wind was blowing hard, and the window frames creak creak sounded. Dumbledore was silent for a long time, seeming to be making a lot of determination, and finally he said: "Teach Harry Occlumency."

"No problem." Felix said immediately. After waiting for a while, he asked softly: "Apart from this?"

There was another silence--

"...Don't hurt him."

...

Felix withdrew his sight. It was midnight now, and the horizon lit up with a faint grayish green.

"I'm getting more sentimental, it's not like me."

"Haw!"

He lowered his head and saw Sniff Wallen Station At the door of the bedroom, rubbing his eyes with one hand, he staggered over, and drew twice along his trouser legs, but did not climb up.

Felix laughed blankly, and moved his fingertips, causing Warren to float in front of him.

"You didn't sleep? Varen, it was beyond my expectation..."

"Haw!"

Walen waved his little hand, Flicking in the air, Felix glanced attentively, as if he was writing. He tried to identify the somewhat distorted letters--

"Gift?"

Warren continuously nodded.

Felix tentatively asked: "Do you want to ask Granger how it feels to receive a gift?"

Sniffing nodded, bright black eyes looking at him expectantly.

"She was overjoyed," Felix said.

Valen was extremely satisfied, that was one of its most cherished treasures, and his heart bleeds when he thought of sending it out. It yawned and opened his hands to hug.

Felix hugged Warren and put it on the cradle bed.

When he put on his pajamas and lay on the bed, his mood improved unconsciously.