Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Wayne has always been curious about whether the Cruciatus Curse works on the mind or the soul.

There is probably no one alive in this world who has been subjected to more Cruciatus Curses than the Longbottoms.

They are indeed two good research subjects.

Hearing his words, Dumbledore, who was just chattering, was slightly startled, and then shook his head.

"Wayne, the Longbottoms' situation is very complicated. Although the Phoenix King is powerful and can even bring the dead back to life, it can only keep them alive, and their minds cannot become normal."

"The situation is already so bad, there is no harm in trying, right?" Wayne looked at the Longbottoms, and the two had no reaction to their conversation.

"This..." Dumbledore hesitated, "I can't make the decision, can you wait for me for a while? I'll go and call someone who can make the decision."

"Then go quickly."

Dumbledore nodded, and disappeared.

Not long after, he came back again, followed by an old lady in a long skirt and holding a red shopping bag.

The most jaw-dropping thing was the hat with a vulture specimen on his head.

The old man's expression was very serious, which made Wayne think of Professor McGonagall unconsciously. While he was looking at the old lady, the old lady was also looking at him.

Then their eyes met, and the old lady nodded slightly.

"Hello, Mr. Lawrence, I am Augusta Longbottom."

"Hello, old lady." Wayne stood up and greeted politely.

In fact, he had met Neville's grandmother several times at the train station, but he had never talked to her.

"Neville often mentioned you, thank you very much for taking care of him at school."

Even if Mrs. Longbottom thanked him, her tone was very stiff. It can be seen that she is usually a very strong old woman.

Wayne shook his head and said nothing.

He and Neville 30 were just ordinary friends at school, and there was no special care.

The only thing he did was to treat Neville equally, without any prejudice against him because of his slow reaction and poor memory.

Without getting too entangled in this aspect, Mrs. Longbottom went straight to the point: "Just now Dumbledore said that you want to try to cure Alice and Frank?"

"Yes, but I am not sure. To be honest, I am mostly curious. Of course, if they can be cured, it is the least."

Wayne did not hide his purpose: "You have seen the side effects of the Cruciatus Curse. The two of them look older than you. If they are not treated..."

He did not say the rest of the words, and let the old lady taste it herself.

The room fell into silence. Dumbledore had not said a word since he brought people back. He was a bystander and did not speak for either party.

After about two minutes, Mrs. Longbottom finally made a decision and her expression became firm.

"I agree, Mr. Lawrence, as long as the person is still alive, you can experiment as you like., but I also have a request. "

Wayne didn't say anything, just motioned her to continue.

"I heard that you have a magical water of life in your hands." Mrs. Longbottom turned to look at her son and daughter-in-law, with a flash of heartache in her eyes: "If the treatment is unsuccessful, can you give Alice and Frank a few drops. "

"At least... I can't let them go ahead of me. "

At the end of the conversation, the old man's figure was trembling slightly.

Although the water of life was only spread in a small area, there is no such thing as a wall without air.

Although Neville was a bully in school, the Longbottom family was at least one of the 28 pure-blood families, and they had contacts with many families, and they were even relatives.

It was not surprising that Mrs. Longbottom knew about it.

After hearing her conditions, Wayne agreed without hesitation.

Then, Mrs. Longbottom turned around and left without staying too long.

She was afraid that she would see Wayne tormenting her son, and she would regret it if she couldn't bear it, so she just left. Anyway, with Dumbledore watching here, there shouldn't be any problems.

"What are you going to do?" Dumbledore asked curiously after the others left.

He still didn't understand Wayne's idea.

"There are two plans, let's use the simplest one first. "

Wayne flipped his palm, and a bottle of fiery red potion appeared in his hand.

"This is..." Dumbledore looked at it in confusion.

With his profound knowledge, he couldn't tell what kind of potion was in it.

"Professor Snape's masterpiece." Wayne whispered, opened the bottle, and a strange fragrance came to his nose. Just smelling it made him feel refreshed.

Dumbledore's eyes changed: "Resurrection potion? ”

Originally, Snape hid very deeply, but when he found that the potion alone could not revive Lily, he did not hide it from Dumbledore.

When Dumbledore learned that he had actually developed such a life-changing potion, he was also extremely shocked.

Not only was he shocked by Snape's terrifying attainments in potion science, but he was also moved by his feelings for Lily, and he could even break through the most basic laws of potion science.

While talking, Wayne had already come in front of Frank. He shook his hand gently, and Frank fainted.

By the way, he also tapped Alice and asked her to close her eyes.

"I want to try, if I kill someone and then revive him, will the effect of the Cruciatus Curse disappear?"

Old Dumbledore's eyelids jumped fiercely, and before he could speak to stop him, there was a click! With a sound, Wayne had already twisted Frank's neck.

He left very peacefully.

"Why are you so skilled? "Dumbledore blurted out.

This neck-twisting technique looks like a veteran who has practiced it hundreds of times.

Wayne smiled shyly: "Before entering the magic world, I was afraid of being bullied, so I learned a few tricks from retired officers."

Although Dumbledore is old,, but it's not Alzheimer's.

He still remembers his experience of investigating Wayne.

Afraid of being bullied... Are you afraid that one person can't bully a whole school?

"Wayne, hurry up and give the medicine to Frank." Seeing that he had died for a while, Dumbledore said anxiously.

"Wait a little longer, wait until he is completely cold." Wayne shook his head, "Don't worry, Snape has done experiments, and people who have been dead for half a day can be saved."

That's what he said, but Dumbledore felt terrified.

Who would think of using this hellish method to cure diseases and save people?

After half an hour of torment, when Wayne was sure that Frank was completely cold, he poured the resurrection potion into him.

Soon, he showed signs of life again, opened his eyes blankly, and was still as empty as before.

"It seems to have failed." Wayne shook his head with some regret.

"At least Frank's physical condition has improved a lot." Dumbledore noticed the difference. A large amount of life force poured in. Frank's face was much ruddy than before he died, forming a sharp contrast with Alice next to him.

"But this is not my purpose." Wayne frowned, walked around Frank's bed, came to Alice, woke her up with the resuscitation spell, and then looked directly into her eyes.

"Legislatives!"

Wayne's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he broke into Alice's spiritual world savagely.

From the results of the observation just now, Alice's condition is better than Frank's. At least she will react to Neville's name.

Facing an unprepared person, Wayne succeeded. His consciousness was spinning. He saw that the world was distorted, and countless fragmented memories flashed by, like a meteor across the sky.

Because the speed was too fast, only pictures could be seen flashing by.

This may be the reason why Alia and Frank have almost no reaction to the outside world. Their brains can no longer process information normally.

In these memories, there are memories of her fighting side by side with Frank, memories of going to school at Hogwarts, and the painful experience of being tortured by Death Eaters.

But the most is still a baby.

Wayne knew that it was Neville when he was a child.

It is precisely because Neville appeared too many times that Alice remembered this name by instinct.

He continued to increase his mental power, trying to dig out more information, and even tried to piece together these disordered and chaotic memories.

If everything can be organized, Alice will probably return to normal.

After a long time, Wayne withdrew from Alice's mental world and shook his head slightly.

Failed.

Consciousness and spirit are the second most mysterious things after the soul. Even if he is as powerful as he is, he dare not make any big moves, fearing that he will turn Alice into an idiot.

"Wayne?" Dumbledore cast a questioning look, his heartI was a little nervous.

"It's tricky, but it's not the worst."

Wayne smiled: "At least it's not a damage to the soul. To be honest, I feel that among the professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Lockhart has helped me the most."

"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have such a deep understanding of memory."

Dumbledore: "I have also tried to use the Confusion Spell and the Oblivion Spell to eliminate their tragic experience, but failed. Can you do it?"

"I can't do it." Wayne shook his head gently: "That's just the surface reason. Their memory and thinking are completely disordered. What they need is not deletion, but reconstruction."

Dumbledore was thoughtful.

Wayne didn't say more. He just had a general idea and needed to polish it.

After leaving St. Mungo's, Wayne and Dumbledore parted ways.

Old Dumbledore returned to school, and he came to Grace's house, preparing to go back tomorrow.

At five o'clock, Grace got off work on time and returned home without delay.

These days, the Auror office is so empty that rats can run away. All regular employees are sent out to catch Greyback. Even Tonks, who has just been regularized, is busy and dizzy.

On the contrary, Grace and several other reserve Aurors have a free time. They don't need training. They just drink a pot of tea every day and leave on time.

Even breathing sounds came from the bedroom, and Grace smiled.

When she entered the room and saw Wayne sleeping soundly, Grace turned into Hermione's appearance and came up to give him a facial cleanser to wake him up.

Wayne looked at it confusedly, and immediately closed it again, muttering:

"Don't make trouble, Hermione doesn't have such good nutrition, let me sleep for a while."

Grace's face froze, and she looked down, but she couldn't see her toes.

You blame him for good nutrition.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, you only know how to sleep, you pig." She covered Wayne with the quilt with a snort, and Grace carefully closed the door and went to prepare dinner.

I slept a lot during the day, but I couldn't sleep at night.

I slept for several hours in the afternoon, and Grace was very tired at night, but Wayne was still energetic.

I had nothing to do, so I could only take out Ravenclaw's notes and start studying.

"What are you reading?"

At some point, Grace woke up again, and saw that Wayne was not sleeping, so she came over curiously.

But when she saw the lady's crown on Wayne's head, her eyes couldn't move away.

"This is..."

Sensing her gaze, Wayne smiled lightly, took off the crown, and put it in Grace's hand.

"I discovered the Ravenclaw crown by accident."

Grace stared at the inscription on the crown in a daze, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Wayne was a little surprised and pinched her pretty face: "What's wrong? It's just the Ravenclaw crown, you shouldn't be so shocked, right?"

The girl came back to her senses, but she was still a little dazed.

"Oh, I heard that if you have the crown of Ravenclaw, you will have her wisdom. Wouldn't you become as smart as Ravenclaw?"

Wayne rubbed his chin and thought seriously: "I think I am still smarter than her, but this crown is really a good thing."

He put the crown on Grace's head. At this point, she really had some of Ravenclaw's charm.

Wayne also joked: "You really should go to Ravenclaw College."

Grace rolled her eyes at him and quickly took off the crown with a gleam in her eyes.

"Wayne, can you lend me the crown for a few days?"

"Sure, but the effect can only last for about a week. I'll give you another bottle of Felixir when the time comes. Just pour it on top."

"Thank you, Wayne."

Grace stood up and kissed the boy's forehead. .