This Christmas Eve in Hogwarts was not calm, and many students were awakened by the explosion and were at a loss. Fortunately, the professors played a role, and although they were a little dissatisfied, they still climbed into bed and continued to sleep.

A few young wizards closed their eyes and sweared secretly that they would understand the truth at night as soon as possible when they woke up tomorrow. The noise in the castle gradually subsided, and only the school hospital was still brightly lit.

"You must drink the medicine and lie in bed for a night of peace. If there is no problem tomorrow morning, I will allow you to leave." Mrs. Pomfrey stood between the two beds, her eyes like an eagle.

Harry and Ron trembled with the potion. Although the liquid in the cup slid across his throat, Harry thought of the memories in his dreams. He endured his nausea and drank it in one breath.

Mrs. Pomfrey left with satisfaction.

She walked out of the ward, closed the door, and had to go to the special care unit next, and there were two patients waiting for her. Barty Crouch was seriously traumatized physically and mentally, and she could only try to repair his body. Alastor Moody was in a slightly better physical condition, but the mental damage should not be underestimated.

While walking, she was still thinking about her worries, hesitating whether to learn from Felix. As time fermented, Felix Hepp's other identity and memory master's reputation became more and more popular. Many people speculated that he must be among the first batch of chocolate frog cards in the new century.

At the corner of the corridor, Mrs. Pomfrey saw Dumbledore, Felix and McGonagall standing at the entrance of the T-Care Unit.

"Popi, you're here right," Dumbledore said with a smile, looking in a good mood. "Felix just diagnosed Barty and Alasto and dealt with the most difficult trouble, but it will take a long time to recover."

Mrs. Pomfrey subconsciously looked at Felix. In her heart, this person was the authority.

Felix nodded slightly and explained: "Mr. Crouch was under the control of the Soul-Snatching Spell for a long time, and the influence of the confusing spell and the Heart-Drilling Spell, which caused his mind to be a little confused. Although it was troublesome, it was not irreversible. I suggest that he be transferred to Saint Mungo after a while for more systematic care."

"As for Professor Moody..." he thought for a while and said uncertainly: "I don't know if his condition is good. His memory has been carefully modified and many hints have been given, such as not checking his room, ignoring some strangeness, and sleeping until dawn when lying in bed... This is also the reason why Baddy Crouch unscrupulously climbed into his room through the secret passage."

"He will lose some of his memory. As for which, I don't know. I think he will be very disgusted with this with his personality."

Felix looked at Dumbledore inquiringly for his opinion. Dumbledore shook his head slightly. He knew what his old friend had. Being tampered with in memory was enough to make him crazy.

Mrs. Pomfrey expressed her understanding. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Felix, can I watch when you come to treat these days?"

"No problem, ma'am." Felix agreed readily.

Mrs. Pomfrey thanked her, then she pushed open the door of the T-Care Unit and walked in. The other three people present could see Barty Crouch and Alasto Moody lying quietly on the bed, and Professor McGonagall's lips squirmed twice.

"Minerva?" Dumbledore looked at her.

"I, I'm not suspicious...but don't we need to be on guard? In case they are still affected by the mysterious man's black magic..."

"Don't worry, Minerva," Felix interjected, smiling, "I still have some confidence in memory magic, and their wands are now in the hands of the principal."

Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. They went downstairs together and for a moment, she couldn't help saying, "Albus, you shouldn't stop me from deducting points for Porter and Weasley, at least you must be in jail..."

Dumbledore blinked and looked at her with a smile.

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

"Minerva, there is no need to be so strict. The child just has a sense of responsibility that is far beyond ordinary people." Dumbledore said softly. "Take this time, it is surprising enough that they can think of using the live spot map and the invisible cloak, and they must be decisive enough. If they delay a few minutes a little and spend their precious time looking for a professor, maybe what we see is another scene."

At least Moody will definitely not survive.

Professor McGonagall pursed his lips and stretched his frown, "You're right."

...

Felix returned to the office, standing in front of the window, recalling what Dumbledore said to him alone just now.

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

"What?" Felix asked, expecting what happened next.

They were standing high in the castle, with the cold north wind blowing hard and the window frames creaking. Dumbledore was silent for a long time, as if he was making a great determination, and finally he said: "Teaten Harry on the brain closure."

"No problem." Felix said immediately. After waiting for a moment, he asked softly: "What else?"

Another silence

“…Don’t hurt him.”

...

Felix withdrew his gaze. It was already late at night, and a faint gray-green light appeared in the sky.

"I'm becoming more and more sentimental, and this is not like me."

"Jiji!"

He lowered his head and saw Vulcan Varen standing at the bedroom door, rubbing his eyes with one hand, shaking over, and slashing along his trouser legs twice, but he didn't climb up.

Felix laughed in silence, his fingertips moved, allowing Valen to float in front of him.

"You didn't sleep? Valen, it was beyond my expectations..."

"Jiji!"

Valen waved his little hand and slashed in the air. Felix looked at it intently, as if he was writing. He tried to identify some deformed letters.

"Gift?"

Valen nodded constantly.

Felix asked tentatively: "Are you trying to ask Granger how he felt when he received the gift?"

He nodded his head in a sniffing manner, and his shiny little eyes looked at him expectantly.

"She was overjoyed," Felix said.

Valen was very satisfied. He was one of its most cherished treasures. When he thought of sending it out, his heart was bleeding. He yawned and opened his hands to hug him.

Felix held Valen and placed it on the cradle bed.
Chapter completed!