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Chapter 540 Treatment
Fudge wasn't much of a problem - at least not to Andrew right now.

But he didn't have the energy to deal with the Minister of Magic right now, because the afternoon's work was a big job.

Although he was not good at searching for the damaged parts in his memory, nor was he good at removing the spells that lingered in his mind, he was the absolute main force in the spellcasting and healing process in the afternoon.

His magic power, which is more proficient than that of the average outstanding graduate, and his dream weaving skills based on Transfiguration and Daydream spells, give him an absolute advantage in this field, which will not change for at least a few years.

If it was an operation like the one in the morning, he wouldn't need to worry about a few more, but the Oblivion Curse and the Unforgivable Curse were two completely different concepts - he had heard of the latter's reputation too many times from Professor Moody.

"Please ask Minister Fudge to come over here. No one else should come. We need to discuss something."

Andrew looked up and said to the hurried therapist, "That's it, we need to discuss things further."

"what?"

"Yes, that's fine. Go ahead, sir."

Andrew nodded, picked up the quill, and continued discussing the topic that had just been interrupted with Professor Flitwick - there was no other way, he couldn't find a victim of the Unforgivable Curse to practice on the spot, so he could only analyze multiple possibilities.

The healer glanced at Professor Flitwick, only to receive an affirmative nod.

He had no choice but to leave hesitantly and go find Fudge and the others.

Andrew and his dean didn't even discuss Fudge a word and continued to discuss the plan.

But Fudge did not come in, and there was no noise outside. Only the therapist in charge of the afternoon treatment and Dr. Perk, who now had his hands free, joined the discussion.

Just before the treatment began, Healer Ed said with some trepidation, "Minister Fudge is visiting the patient being treated. The reporter from the Daily Prophet and the people from the Dream Management Department haven't come up yet."

"I see, thank you very much, Mr. Ed."

Andrew nodded - he had thought too little.

Fudge didn't even plan to expose the matter. If the treatment in the afternoon didn't produce any results, then Minister Fudge's visit would only be to see the victims of the Forgetfulness Curse.

As for the results, I will make up for it...

The biggest benefit of dreams is not live broadcasting, but weaving! One of the important reasons why the Ministry of Magic established the Department of Dream Management is that this thing can really be edited better than the Daily Prophet!

But there is no need to worry about this anymore - Andrew is not worried about Fudge's pressure at all. Even if the Minister of Magic is replaced, he will not have any negative news...

The priority now is treatment.

Because both patients are currently in a state of insanity, an overdose of Unforgivable Curses is no joke.

"Have you communicated with the family? Who will come first?"

Andrew used the brain-blocking technique with all his strength to suppress his emotions and remain as calm as possible.

"We have discussed it. Mrs. Longbottom said that she would like to let her son try treatment first."

Mr. Ed said this with certainty.

In fact, the patient has been tied to the bed - because it involves dreams, he cannot fall asleep for the time being.

But in fact, there was no need for control. The man in front of him almost had no Auror's perseverance and decisiveness left. Even though he was controlled, he did not struggle, and even his eyes were a little evasive.

With dry gray hair, lifeless eyes and timid movements, it was hard for Andrew to believe that this was the decisive Auror described in the information.

"Let's start with the incense, from the daydream spell... I need to see if the dream is contaminating."

Andrew thought about it and made a judgment.

He was not sure whether the other party's dream was still normal, especially the dream under the influence of the Unforgivable Curse. It was unknown whether the remaining power of the spell would overflow with the dream. In fact, if there was a choice, Andrew would rather spend more time and effort to use the experimental subjects first, but unfortunately, it was impossible.

Thanks to the technology of the Quidditch League, live broadcasting of dreams is now extremely convenient - but the results are not very good. The dreams are bizarre, without any logic, and there is not a single normal human face.

Everything was distorted and chaotic, and the light and color were a headache for the viewer. The only good news was that there was no residual Cruciatus Curse.

"Shall we begin the memory search?"

"Wait a little longer. I'm not sure about the safety yet."

Andrew shook his head and took out more first edition dream beads from his package - because they were too expensive, they were completely replaced by cheaper new versions.

He used magic to connect these dream beads, and then continued to guide the dream until the daydream spell ended. Then he nodded and said, "Let's get started, Mr. Lake."

First it was Mr. Lake, then Mr. Perk. Professor Flitwick concentrated on picking up his wand, ready to deal with any unexpected events. As for Andrew, he kept his eyes fixed on the dream bead, observing the changes in color.

...

"I can't find the damage. I can't channel it under the Daydream spell. It can even be said that there is no change. Just like the previous inspection, the Daydream spell has no effect."

Mr. Lake looked up, but his expression was not disappointed.

"Then let's change it."

Andrew picked up the dream ball next to him and walked in front of everyone.

"The second option is to introduce it into the woven dream."

This is an unpublished spell with a lethal effect - its purpose is to pull others into a dream. Because the counter-spell is not fully developed, Andrew did not publish it.

He took the main seat and aimed carefully at the dream bead.

"Souls enter dreams."

...

The spell was cast very smoothly but did not produce any good results. Less than five minutes after the spell was cast, a strange green light appeared on the dream bead placed on the bedside.

"boom!"

The broken glass made a sharp friction sound on the armor spell, but both Professor Flitwick and Andrew showed joy on their faces.

The two main healers directly began to use Legilimency to lock the memory, and Professor Flitwick kept a close eye on the two of them to prevent any remaining spells from causing any more trouble.

"found it!"

After searching for about ten minutes, Mr. Lake uttered a delighted voice, "I found the normal memory locked by the spell!"

But before he could even say more, he let out a scream of pain, his whole body hunched over like a shrimp, his cheeks turned extremely pale, and sweat broke out almost instantly.

“Ah… ah…”

"The curse stops immediately!"

Professor Flitwick waved his wand, but to no avail.

"Taylor!"

"Yes, Professor!"

Andrew took his position, and the other three therapists hurriedly stood in their designated positions as arranged.

With a sudden downward swing of his wand, Andrew's spell caught up with Professor Flitwick's spell, merged into one, and firmly blocked Mr. Lake.

"All curses end!"

(End of this chapter)