A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 237: Dorothea Boham

The first meeting of the Rune Club ended like this, and the little wizards came out in a file, with excited silence on their faces, and after walking a certain distance, the discussion broke out like a raging tide.

"Amazing!"

"Did you see the flame? It's like a toy in Professor Haipu's hands!"

"Spellcasting instinct..."

"I don't know what the next meeting will be about?"

Harry and Ron stood in the corridor, Hermione stayed to ask a few questions, and five minutes later she finally appeared.

"I asked a little question about Professor Lupine." Hermione seemed relieved, as if she had solved a question that had been buried in her heart for a long time, "Professor Haip really knows."

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Oh, I promised the professor not to say anything." Hermione paused, "so as not to cause unnecessary controversy."

It seems that Harry and Ron are more curious, but Hermione quickly said another thing, "Professor Haip recommended me a series of books, which will be very useful for our dueling study group."

"One set?" Ron clicked his tongue.

"The Magic of Chadwick" is a teaching book written by Chadwick Bout, one of the founders of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United States. We can use it with the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook "Dark Forces: Self-Defense" In addition, "Practical Defensive Magic and Its Restraint to Black Magic" is also very good, and "Curse and Counter-Curse" written by Wendick Wenridian..."

Hermione said with some regret, "I shouldn't have wasted time reading some miscellaneous books before."

Harry recalled, "It's the corrupt, corrupt book..."

"It's "Wolf Who Corrupted the Law: Why Werewolves Don't Deserve to Live"," Hermione said a lengthy book title in one breath, "the book claims that werewolves are all a group of corrupt and lawless guys."

"Sounds a bit subjective, maybe there are good ones among werewolves." Ron shrugged, "But Hermione, Professor Lupine has canceled his thesis assignment on werewolves."

"I know, I just—"

A gust of cold wind poured into the corridor, "Let's go back to the lounge quickly, I'm going to be frozen." Ron said, and they discussed all the way and left.

In the classroom, the firewood in the fireplace burned to the end, after a few struggles, it finally went out.

Felix stretched out his right hand, and the little snake in midair suddenly fell down, shrinking continuously, and finally condensed into a Ouroboros ring on the little finger of his right hand. He looked at it calmly, then shook his finger, the little snake swam, entangled together, and turned into a coin again.

"So that's what you meant, Severus." Felix said softly. Snape took a few Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons during Lupine's "illness" and ignored the students' progress. After teaching the werewolf chapter, he thought it was just to disgust Lupine.

But now it seems that Snape should expect that some little wizard will discover Lupine's identity as a werewolf, and he will be expelled from the school logically.

"Unfortunately, Professor, only Miss Granger has finished her homework seriously."

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Back in the office, Felix read today's "Evening Prophet". On the side page, he saw an article published by an old St. Mungo healer who claimed to be retired, which mentioned his previous fishing paper.

'In pure theory, I can't fault it. Mr. Felix Hepp's understanding of memory magic is amazing. I look forward to more theoretical research and experimental data. In my opinion, there are more than two real problems. The following is my opinion— —

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At the end of the writing, I hope to meet Mr. Haipu. If his theory becomes a reality, it will benefit countless wizards who are troubled by memory damage, but I also want to point out that this process will be very difficult , I hope to live to see this day come...'

"Finally, a weighty therapist has come." Felix said happily. Many points of view in the article coincided with him, but he did not reveal it.

As early as half a month ago, some critical voices appeared one after another, trying to point out the mistakes of Felix's theory, but they probably didn't even enter the threshold of memory magic. Si refuted them one by one.

But it was different this time. With Rita Skeeter's tip-off in advance, he could easily know the identity of the old therapist——Dorothea Boham.

She is the former dean of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. She has achieved outstanding results in many therapeutic areas, and her surname is "Boeham", which is the same surname as Mungo Boeham who founded St. Mungo's .

She was nominated as the dean twice, but when she was nominated for the first time, she insisted on refusing to give up the front-line treatment work and declined the post of dean.

After twenty years of this, her prestige is too high, and more than half of the therapists are brought out by her. She had to bear the name of Dean of St. Mungo, but until she retired, she did not completely give up the treatment of patients.

"This is a highly respected therapist, and I must word my reply carefully."

Felix re-read her article, smiled, and took out his quill.

During the next week, Felix communicated with the self-proclaimed "retired old therapist", and he revealed more content little by little. Soon, their discussion attracted many people. Less top therapists.

The name Felix Haip also gained a lot of attention among therapists.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Illness at the weekend.

Felix met Dorothea Bonham, surrounded by a group of therapists. The lady was very old and wrinkled, but her eyes were bright.

Back in the hospital, she changed into a treatment suit for herself.

"It's hard to see you, Mr. Hype," said Dorothea, who had almost lost all her teeth, with a smile.

"Ms. Boham, communicating by letter is not bad, isn't it?"

Dorothea said kindly: "I know that you are a professor at Hogwarts. You are usually very busy with work. It is really a good way to use letters... Tell me quickly, how did you solve those problems?" Problem? I've been having a headache recently."

Felix understood that he had already known about his secret treatment of the Longbottoms. He had expected it and even planned the progress of the matter.

Looking at the eyes of the therapists around, they didn't mean to trouble him at all.

Even if there is, I can only hold it in my heart. In the past, he added the title of "Memory Magic Expert" to himself. If the Longbottoms fully recovered, he would be the undisputed "Master of Memory Magic". one.

Felix smiled and said, "Ms. Hambom, it's a long story. Let's take a look at the situation of the Longbottoms first."

"It's okay, it's okay. No matter how much you say, it's better to cure the patient. I have seen the situation of the Longbottoms, and their condition has improved too much!"

The Janus Sitch ward on the fifth floor is permanently locked, and most of the patients in it have caused persistent spell damage. Meliam, the therapist in this ward, opened the ward by chanting "Alahoo hole open".

Felix and a group of therapists came to the Longbottoms' bed, "Frank, Alice." He greeted.

The Longbottoms were playing a rope game when they heard this and looked up at him.

Frank muttered something that no one heard, but it was encouraging enough.

With a snap of his fingers, Felix pulled the two of them closer to the thinking cabin. In the world of thinking, opposite him are two things that look like foundations, and also look like a dilapidated library.

There are rows of bookshelves standing on the ground, and some books are scattered here and there, some of which are still incomplete.

'Another day of hard work. ’ Felix thought, piecing together memories is easy to say but tedious to do.

A group of therapists outside looked at him blankly. Felix snapped his fingers. The Longbottoms' eyes became dull, and then the three of them remained motionless.

"Mr. Haipu?" A young therapist wanted to pat Felix on the shoulder, but Mrs. Longbottom said sternly, "Don't touch him!" But the next second, the therapist was shot The light bounced off, turned somersault and flew more than ten meters and hit the wall.

"Auguste! Oh, my God! Are you alright?" Merriam walked over and patted the head of the reckless doctor, then turned around and said to everyone, "Passed out."

"Meliam, please take him away."

The old lady in Longbottom said angrily: "That's why I don't want to tell you in advance!" She took a careful look at Felix and his son and daughter-in-law. They didn't have any unusual reactions, and she felt a little relieved tone.

Dorothea Boham said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Longbottom." She turned to look at the current dean of St. Mungo's, "I didn't know that the current therapist could make such a low-level act. Error?"

The current dean said embarrassingly: "This is an accident. August is... lively and has a lot of novel ideas, but this time he is really too reckless, it really shouldn't be... I will severely Criticize him."

Dorothea Boham nodded majestically ~IndoMTL.com~ The current dean is her student, taught by her hands forty years ago. She looked around: "Don't disturb Mr. Haipu in any way, understand?"

St. Mungo's therapist nodded obediently.

In the following treatment, there were no accidents.

In fact, Felix is ​​fully aware of what's going on outside. He could have ignored it, but he felt that he still had to do something. He had been detected by several hidden magic just now. Can this be detected casually?

So he deliberately activated a protective magic item...

After this episode, Felix turned his attention back to the thinking hut. Today's treatment went very smoothly. Even when he pieced together his memories and condensed them into a book, there were already bits and pieces of light that were spontaneously attracted to him and merged into them. in the bookshelf.

'Maybe one or two more treatments will stimulate their self-healing ability. ’ thought Felix.

At noon, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was a look of awe.