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Chapter 537 Derived from a Dream

"Dean, are you kidding me?"

Andrew, who was caught from the History of Magic class by his own dean, couldn't help it at this moment and stared at Professor Flitwick with wide eyes.

"You can't use something like this as a joke, Taylor. Class is important."

Professor Flitwick had a relaxed smile on his face. "Perhaps we were wrong, or maybe we have not been exposed to healing after all, and Madam Pomfrey is not good at it, but this is what happened, they figured it out."

"But this isn't magic at all. How does it work, Dean?"

Andrew shook his head, a look of disbelief - it was not that he did not trust the dean, but this matter was really too outrageous.

"That's the principle. Forget the fact that they forgot their memories, and then the puzzle will be solved," Professor Flitwick spread his hands. "Memory is so magical."

"Don't be ridiculous, Dean," Andrew didn't even believe the punctuation marks and shook his head repeatedly, "What on earth is going on?"

"You're just too serious, Taylor," Professor Flitwick said, nodding. "Get ready. We need to go over and find out what's going on. I don't even know what's going on. They need expert guidance."

"us?"

Andrew pointed at himself - he was still in History of Magic, not Divination class, how could he just run away!
"Please take the day off. You can come back to catch up on your homework. It's not like you haven't slept in History of Magic before. In the afternoon we have Potions and Transfiguration. Which one do you need to go to?"

Professor Flitwick stared at Andrew, "I had already discussed this with Minerva when I called you over here. She had long considered suspending you permanently, especially after Severus was the first to do it."

"As for the other question," Professor Flitwick waved his wand and made his bag fly over, "How many wizards in the entire wizarding world know more about dreams than you?"

"Okay, Dean, but I have to ask for leave from the professor first."

Andrew nodded and didn't say anything about not having slept at all this year. He was too embarrassed to say such a thing after sleeping through most of History of Magic in his first and second years.

Andrew hurried back and asked for leave from the professor, then ran to the dean's office and began to think about the outrageous news.

The Christmas holidays haven't even started yet, and St. Mungo's has already completed the Memory Charm. This fact is really beyond his imagination.

Although he had already judged the potential of dreams, he was surprised to see them come true so quickly.

"How on earth is this possible? I have learned a lot about memory magic, but how do these two combine?"

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

But this did not prevent him and Professor Flitwick from flying directly to St. Mungo's with the help of the Floo network in the dean's office.

"This is the department store. St. Mungo's is a big place after all, Taylor."

Professor Flitwick introduced Andrew as they walked. "But they don't have any reception staff. You have to understand that. The hospital is always too busy."

"I can totally imagine that, Professor," Andrew nodded. Even in the wizarding world, doctors were extremely busy.

No, or rather, it is precisely because it is a magical world that doctors are so busy.

Because when he first entered the hospital, Andrew saw a bunch of wizards who sent themselves to the hospital because of various spellcasting errors.

The most common problem was that an organ on the body was not in the right place - Andrew couldn't bear to watch this poor Transfiguration. There were also quite a few cases of mental problems, but judging from Andrew's basic knowledge of potions, which was enough for graduation, most of these wizards had problems with the potions they brewed.

There were also those who made mistakes in casting spells, and those who were hit by evil curses. Andrew felt tired for the doctors at St. Mungo's, even though their official name was healers.

"Good morning, Principal Devonte."

Professor Flitwick greeted Andrew with a very familiar picture, and Andrew responded - it was a portrait of the headmaster around 1722, who was formerly a healer at St. Mungo's.

"Good morning, Professor Flitwick. Taylor, I'm sorry, we really can't spare any more people, but Mr. Ead will be here soon to show you the way - the treatment will be waiting for you."

Even as she was speaking, a wizard with a relatively healthy hairline rushed over.

"I'm sorry, I'm busy with my patients, Professor Flitwick, Mr. Taylor."

He came over breathlessly, "We are conducting treatment on the fifth floor, sir, but we have to be careful. Because of the problem with the dream beads, many people are planning to make cheaper imitations, and now the instrument accident department is full!"

...

"Is it my fault? The price has been pushed down to a low enough level... Now it's up to Fudge and the production team to consider..."

Andrew didn't feel guilty at all. It was an explosion anyway, and it wasn't permanent damage.

It's just that the magic potion or the wrong ratio was mixed when concentrating, resulting in the effect of the daydream spell. Just drool more, it can be cured.

Passing by the bustling crowd, they were led by Healer Ed to the fifth floor - that was the spell damage department, especially those spells that could not be removed.

Ever since Professor Lockhart was arrested, a special treatment team has been on standby there, but there has not been any significant progress.

There's no way. Lockhart's Oblivion Charm is so powerful that it almost has a bit of the flavor of dark magic.

Even Professor Flitwick had to admit, after studying it for a long time, that in terms of the Memory Charm alone, Lockhart had left him far behind.

"By the way, what exactly is the method, Healer Ed?"

While climbing the stairs, Andrew finally had time to ask his questions.

"The dream isolation method used is the same technology used in the Quidditch League's live dream broadcasts - the linkage between memory and dream. You know, Mr. Taylor, in the transition between memory and dream, the memory will be obviously blurred."

"Of course, this is also the advantage of why dreams can be spread."

Andrew, who came up with this system, is no stranger to derivative technologies - he was the first to review the technology after it came out, and currently has a very high level of mastery.

"That's right. There are actually two kinds of memories. One is short-term memory that is difficult to read, and the other is long-term memory that can be frequently mobilized. The essence of the Forgetting Spell is to lock the memory into short-term memory and then seal it with magic."

Therapist Ed introduced seriously, "But we can actually bypass it by searching for memory in dreams, but we can't remove it. However, after using the latest magic, we can introduce the forgetfulness spell into the dream, so that it will be gradually forgotten like the dream. But after all, it's the first time, so we still have to cast a spell on memory..."

The other party felt a little guilty, but Andrew didn't mind at all - to be honest, he was very happy to be involved.

If he said how happy he was, he had to say something that would offend the professor. For example, even if he had to skip History of Magic for this, it didn't seem to be a big deal...

(End of this chapter)