The days at Hogwarts

Although he wanted to get back that memory, Loren didn't want to use the Soul Stone. He didn't want to use his emotions to feed the stone. For safety reasons, Loren didn't dare to sleep with it anymore. Instead, he used Transfiguration to make a wooden box and put it aside.

……

Crabbe Manor.

Porcelain vases and historic wooden tables were all smashed into pieces and scattered messily on the floor.

Old Crabbe kicked Vincent Crabbe into the corner.

Although he was taller and stronger than his peers, Vincent was only 12 years old and could not withstand the huge force. His body hit the wall with a dull sound.

"You, you, how dare you!" Old Crabbe's face was full of violence and anger, "How dare you contact werewolves and let them break into Azkaban!"

Old Crabbe paced back and forth in the room, his hard-soled leather shoes making loud noises on the wooden floor. He exuded a dangerous aura, as if he was ready to attack at any time. "How dare you use my name!"

He couldn't help but quickly walked to Vincent, grabbed Vincent's collar with both hands, and stared into his eyes closely, "What do you want to do? Do you want to kill our family?"

Vincent looked at the red bloodshot in his father's eyes and remained silent.

Old Crabbe picked up Vincent and threw him to the ground. "If your cousin hadn't killed that beast during the interrogation, you could have come to Azkaban to see me and your dear father!"

"7000 Galleons. I spent a full 7000 Galleons to get your cousin and his partner to promise to keep it a secret. I haven't spent such a large sum of money since the Death Eater Trial."

He turned around and yelled, "What on earth do you want to do!"

Vincent still did not answer. He just lowered his head in silence and let old Crabbe beat and scold him.

No matter what mistakes Vincent made, he was still Crabbe's son, so he couldn't be killed. Crabbe vented his anger for a while and left angrily, his footsteps making the floor thump.

Vincent, who had been keeping his head down, raised his eyes and watched his father's back gradually disappear, his eyes far away, "How can I tell you?"

Last time I told you that the Dark Lord was going to return, within a week, the entire pure-blood family knew about it, and so did the Ministry of Magic.

Although Vincent was not very smart, he understood that his father was not a reliable Death Eater. And those older generation of pure-blood Death Eaters, or Death Eaters outside Azkaban, were not loyal to the Dark Lord.

"I can only rely on myself..." The boy's voice was soft, but his brutality was exactly the same as his father's.

……

Ministry of Magic, an ordinary office.

Dolores Umbridge, wearing a pink dress, sorted out the documents on her desk and finished her overtime work for the day.

Normally, she was different from the low-level laborers in the Ministry of Magic and didn't have to work overtime, but she did it voluntarily.

Standing up, she adjusted a small black velvet bow on her short curly hair, patted her broad, flabby face, and said in a sweet voice: "Submit the Anti-Werewolf Bill now, and the Minister will surely recognize my talent."

The euphoric tone suddenly changed, and her voice was still as sharp and sweet as a girl's, but full of resentment, "Those beasts, dog-like things, they really should all be put to death!"

Chapter 154 Unicorn Horn Traces

The captain of the Willump Sylvia Explorer is a retired navy soldier. In his twenty years of sailing career, this middle-aged man has never encountered such a strange thing.

After docking, he immediately contacted the shipyard and requested an engineer to come and check the situation. However, the entire board that had collapsed last night was restored to its original state during the second inspection.

He could see the puzzled looks on the engineers' faces, every look saying "Are you kidding me?"

What could he do? Could he say that there were wizards on the ship and that these were all wizards’ magic?

The captain could only smile awkwardly and forced the engineers to conduct a series of safety checks. After receiving the answer that there were no safety hazards on the hull, he let them go.

Fortunately, the first and second officers were present when the incident happened, and everything was done according to the rules, leaving sufficient evidence. Apart from the company losing money, no one else was punished.

Perhaps because all the passengers on the ship were either rich or noble, the organizers did not dare to offend anyone, so they arranged a car and a driver the next day to send the passengers back to London and promised a full refund.

No matter how you counted it, the Willump Silvia Explorer's voyage was a disastrous one. Hermione even felt a little guilty about it.

But Loren did the math for her, "Think about it, if we hadn't dealt with the Dementors, everyone on the ship would have been killed. The compensation would have made the loss even more severe, and the organizer would have made a profit."

Yes, is that so? Hermione accepted this statement doubtfully.

……

"Flamel, do you think my memory loss is due to the concussion and drugs, or to the magic riot?" Loren asked thoughtfully, lying on the table.

After the cruise ship docked, they quickly returned to London from Sunderland. Loren immediately entered the Book of Fantasy and told Flamel about his adventures along the way: Dementors, huge patronuses, and the memories awakened by the Soul Stone.

As for Loren's patronus, Flamel had already felt the majestic patronus light and was not surprised. Instead, he was very interested in the newly discovered soul stone.

On the workbench in the alchemical laboratory, Flamel, wearing a monocle, kept fiddling with a smooth black stone. From time to time, magical lights of various colors emerged from his fingers and moved across the surface of the stone.

The Book of Fantasy mapped a virtual body of the Soul Stone, and he was doing some alchemical analysis on the properties of the Soul Stone.

The light flickered for a long time, until the hard surface of the Soul Stone was covered with scratches. Flamel took off his monocle and exclaimed: "It absorbs positive emotions and memories to grow, and eventually transforms into a Dementor. It transforms a formless thing into a physical entity. This is a material that has never been seen before."

"If it can be applied to alchemy, it will be the greatest discovery in the past three hundred years."

Seeing that he didn't listen to his question at all, Loren turned his head away in dissatisfaction, "Mass-energy conversion, right? I can even give you an equation of relativity."

"Mass-energy conversion? What an apt description." Flamel heard his dissatisfaction and said with a smile, "I don't know the reason for your memory loss, but compared to finding out the reason, I think you are more concerned about how to get your memory back."

"Is there any way to use this Soul Stone?" Loren looked at him expectantly.

Flamel shook his head. "While awakening your memory, the Soul Stone will also absorb your happiness. When a person's happiness is absorbed too much, he will lose the ability to be happy and become an empty shell."

"So what's your solution?"

"Remember that mirror? Mary's mirror can penetrate deep into your consciousness. As long as the mirror is repaired, the memory can be retrieved from the ocean of consciousness." Flamel said, waving and summoning a parchment scroll, and began to list the properties of the Soul Stone on it.

Unexpectedly, this matter actually fell on the mirror. Loren nodded and said, "I will go to Windsor Castle to find the unicorn horn as soon as possible."

"It has a hard texture and can absorb positive emotions to grow. It has biological activity and can awaken people's memories..." Flamel was writing and suddenly looked up at Loren. "When refining a new mirror, you can add this stone. It can make the mirror absorb emotions more powerfully."

……

"Windsor Castle covers an area of ​​7 hectares and is the largest inhabited fortress-style building in the world. All buildings are made of stone and have nearly a thousand rooms, including the king and queen's dining room, studio, ballroom, audience hall, living room, Waterloo Hall, St. George's Chapel, etc...."

A girl with British appearance introduced Windsor Castle to her classmates. She talked eloquently and detailed every detail.

In the crowd nearby, Loren and Bates mingled with the visiting tourists and listened to various information about Windsor Castle.

Thousands of years ago, King Henry I held a pilgrimage ceremony here, and since then Windsor Castle has officially become a venue for court activities. After continuous expansion by successive kings, Windsor Castle has now become a large castle complex with many exquisite buildings.

Royal family members were buried here after their death, the country's meritorious knights were awarded medals here, and the famous writer Shakespeare was invited to collect folk songs here and wrote a play based on this prototype.

"The Order of the Garter is the highest honor in the United Kingdom. Each Knight of the Garter has a fixed seat in the hall. On the wall behind the seat hangs each knight's armor, sword and flag..."

The girls' introduction continued, and Loren and Bates had disappeared in the crowd. Loren was not interested in those historical relics, he just came to confirm the trace of the unicorn horn.

To be honest, Bates had completely free time after finishing his work at the bank. Moreover, living in the city, he didn't have to herd sheep or farm, so his life was more leisurely than when he was on the alpine pasture, but also more boring.

After the last cruise trip, Loren and Hermione had no plans to continue traveling during the vacation. Bates was reluctant to leave Loren alone at home and go traveling by himself. After all, for boarding students, the annual vacation is fixed.

When Loren proposed to come to Windsor Castle to look for unicorn horns, Bates immediately agreed and drove him to Windsor, 32 kilometers west of London, early the next morning.

"I think you can practice magic outside. It will definitely be more effective than staying at home all the time. Talk to Hermione later and I'll drive you there every day."

At this point, Bates suddenly frowned and remembered something, "Did you tell Hermione that you wouldn't be home today? Will she come to your house and not be able to find you?"

Loren sighed, "As I said, I mastered the Freezing and Expansion spells earlier than her. In order to catch up with me, she has not come to me these days, saying that I affect her studies."

When Loren thought of this, he felt a little depressed. Listen to what she said, what does she mean by affecting my studies? Am I a bad student?

Bates was proud of Loren, but still said with a straight face: "Hermione is a girl, you should give her some leeway."

"Oh," Loren replied.

The two followed the instructions, walked along the long path guarded by giant trees, and entered the gate of the ancient castle.

This is a building that mixes Gothic, English garden and Victorian styles, with a magnificent dome and white stone walls, every detail of which reveals the simplicity and heaviness left by the years.

Apart from the living quarters of the royal family, this is more of a large museum and art gallery. It has almost everything from transportation, jewelry, sculptures and paintings. Paintings by Leonardo da Vinci, Rembrandt, Rubens and Vermeer are all collected here.

They wandered from one end to the other, back and forth for several times, but did not find any unicorn horns. Loren even carefully identified the ivory sculptures and rhino horn sculptures, and they were indeed ivory and rhino horns, not unicorn horns.

"The golden scepter is beautiful, and the painting is beautiful too." Bates fiddled with the fabric flowers on the door curtain and looked around, "But I didn't see a unicorn, not even a painting of a unicorn."

This seemed like something funny, and Bates laughed, "Hey, this is something on the royal coat of arms, and there's no painting of it."

Unlike Bates, who was looking at the collections with great interest, Loren already felt a dull pain in his feet. The castle covers an area of ​​7 hectares, and excluding the green area, the floor area is nearly 50 square feet. If he continued to look for it, his legs would break.

We need to find a more efficient and direct method... He closed his eyes, and under the cover of his eyelids, his eyeballs rolled around. When he opened his eyes again, they were already filled with crystal blue light.

In an instant, the colors of all the gorgeous works of art and rare paintings in the room faded. These were objects without magic power and looked ordinary in the magical vision.

At this moment, a milky white light shone in, and following the guidance of the light, Loren walked to the side.

In front of the door stands a majestic statue of a knight. Every inch of armor and muscle texture is carved out of white marble. It is tall and upright, as if such a knight really exists.

Loren's attention was on the lance, which had a slender tip and spiral patterns emanating from the tip. In his field of vision, the milky white magic light was emanating from here, revealing holiness.

I’m not sure if the royal family knew that this was a unicorn horn, but they made it into a statue, hiding it perfectly.

Only a few top wizards have the ability to perceive magic, and almost no one of them comes to visit Windsor Castle, so the unicorn horn has been preserved.

But no one expected that Dumbledore would be an outlier among the top wizards. Compared to leaving the London Underground map on his knees and visiting Windsor Castle to discover a unicorn horn, Loren felt that this was very Dumbledore.

"It's going to be a good deal for me in the end." Loren smiled.

Bates saw him staring at the tip of the gun and followed his gaze. "Is this a unicorn horn? It doesn't look special."

"For most people in the world, it's really nothing special." Loren turned around and walked towards the exit. "Come on, we can go back."

Now that I have stepped on it well, all that's left is to practice Apparition and Disillusionment. I don't know if Alaho Opening will work on the combination lock, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, the Door Opening will definitely work.

Bates's gaze lingered for a moment, then he turned and caught up with Loren. "Why don't we take a closer look at what the unicorn horn is used for..."

At night, in the duel room of the Book of Fantasy.

"【Apparition】" Loren's wrist first moved the wand upwards, then drew an arc counterclockwise.

The air made a loud "bang" sound, and Loren's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared on the floor in the distance, as if teleporting.

The frontal lobe of his brain felt a little dizzy because of the feeling of spatial dislocation, but the solid feeling from the soles of his feet quickly offset the dizziness. Loren was stunned for a moment and then regained consciousness.

I felt it first, and there was no familiar pain all over my body, which meant that I was not separated. I looked at the white circle mark under my feet again, which meant that the landing point of the teleportation was accurate.

"Success!" Loren clenched his fist excitedly.

Flamel, who was sitting on a desk by the wall, said lazily, "This is only in the fantasy book, but in the real world, I still advise you to try it under the supervision of the professor."

He paused and said, "There is a certain delay when the consciousness directs the body, and this delay may cause your body to pass by, while your hands and feet remain where they are."

Loren thought about the scene and shook his head in resistance. Although he was eager to get the unicorn horn, he didn't need to be so anxious:

"I'd better wait until I get back to school and practice under the supervision of Professor Snape. He has plenty of white fresh basil."

Flamel knew that he was not a reckless person, so he comforted him, "Don't worry about getting your memory back. You've been here for so many years, just take your time."

"【Apparition】" Loren flashed to his side with a smile on his face, "So can you cooperate with me to practice the Oblivion Spell? I promise, I will be very careful."

Flamel disappeared with a bang. Apparently, he was very skilled at Apparition and had already cast spells silently and without a wand.

He appeared in another place, and said solemnly: "For a magical portrait made from memory, the forgetfulness spell is equivalent to murder."

Loren curled his lips. You can't even sort out your memory of hundreds of years. How effective can a beginner's forgetfulness spell be? But what Flamel said made sense. He had to give up this tempting idea for the time being.

The holiday was coming to an end, and in the remaining days, Loren used his consciousness to practice Apparition and Disillusionment at night, but Flamel refused to cooperate with him in practicing the Oblivion Charm.

During the day, they studied with Hermione. The basic spells for the second grade were already considered easy for them now. Loren could master them after practicing a few times by himself. Under his guidance, Hermione also learned very quickly.

Loren's Legilimency and Hermione's Occlumency both made great progress. Between offense and defense, Loren also experienced the confrontation between invasion and defense on the edge of the brain and soul, and had his own understanding of brain defense.

However, he had no way of testing whether he had actually learned it.

At this point, the only remaining of the three memory magics is the Oblivion Spell, which probably requires a famous teacher who is proficient in the Oblivion Spell and a guinea pig to practice with.

But why can't these two be the same person?

Chapter 155 Duel Practice and Letter from Ron

"[Armor Protection]"

"【Clear water like a spring】"

Loren used the Armor Spell to block the oncoming green magic light, leaving a puddle of water where it was, and dodged the white light of the Petrification Spell.

Flamel, who was wearing the appearance of Loren, waved his wand continuously, suppressing Loren with the rhythm, forcing him to dodge and defend without any chance to fight back.

The petrification spell, the repulsion spell, the stun spell, if you are hit by any of these spells, you will lose the ability to fight on the spot.

"[Armor Protection]"

An armor spell bounced back the white light of the petrification spell, and while Flamel was moving sideways, Loren used transfiguration to turn the water into a white mist.