When he was in school, the energetic little witches of the senior class had stuffed letters under the door of Amosta's office. However, it was something Amosta had never experienced before being told by a middle-aged man to his face that he admired her. experience.
As he talked endlessly, Amosta found out that the wizard's name was Anison Cowan, and he dreamed of becoming an Auror to fight against darkness. Unfortunately, he studied at Hogwarts. At that time, I didn't even get the two NEWTs certificates. There was no chance of joining the Ministry of Magic. I had to come to St. Mungo's to look at the door.
He didn't stop talking until Amosta agreed to help him get an autograph.
"I'm going to give you a message, sir. Please take this opportunity to register your personal information." Anison shrugged innocently and said,
"You must also know that those noble people don't like any accidents."
Anneson pointed to the large notebook on the table and the quill inserted in the ink bottle, then opened the door and squeezed in through the crack of the door. When he left, he was still grumbling,
"Oh Malfoy, that family is not easy to deal with. They have a straight face all the time-"
Amosta laughed uncontrollably. Lucius must have been extremely annoyed that Draco had been controlled by his old colleague with the Imperius Curse for so long.
Anison came back very quickly. Amosta had just filled in his name and the information of the patients he intended to visit in the register. The golden door creaked open, and Anison squeezed out from the crack in the door. , and behind him, Lucius Malfoy stepped out with his hand on the automatically rebounding door panel.
"Huh, it's this one--"
Such a journey back and forth seemed to be a huge drain on Anison, but he did not dare to be too unrestrained in front of Lucius Malfoy, so he spoke with difficulty suppressing his breath.
The face that came into view was as gloomy as expected, and at this time, the light gray eyes embedded in this gloomy face still showed a trace of surprise and vigilance.
Before Lucius could ask, Amosta spoke first.
"Go in and talk, Mr. Malfoy, I don't want to cause a commotion here."
The familiar voice and tone made Lucius immediately understand that the strange man in front of him was not a liar. Thinking of Amosta Brain's popularity in the magical world these days, Lucius immediately understood that he was so The intention of doing it.
"Please come in--"
Lucius pursed his dry lips and said, welcoming Amosta into the VIP area.
Although it's only separated by a door, the environment here is obviously much quieter. The colors of the floor tiles and walls are softer, the air is filled with a refreshing fragrance, and all kinds of amazing ornamental bonsais fill the aisles.
Because there were people in the corridor, Amosta and Lucius didn't talk much. They walked through a splendid circular lounge and stopped in front of a wooden door inlaid with gold patterns.
"Please come in--"
Lucius made a gesture and pushed open the door.
When this ward unfolded before his eyes, Amosta finally understood what these luxurious pure-blood wizard families were all about.
This is a room about the same size as the empty Dumbledore's office - it has been widened by the Invisible Stretching Curse, and on the dome engraved with artistic patterns, there are two lamps made of thousands of pure white crystal stones. The large chandelier shines in the bright sunshine.
The soft carpet underfoot is velvet, and the exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls are obviously not graffiti.
On one side of the room, in a fireplace made of bricks carved with mermaid and Veela images, a gentle flame was radiating a warm atmosphere to the entire room. The wood used as fuel was obviously not ordinary pine wood. It's sandalwood, and the just-right aroma that fills the air can make people feel relaxed and happy.
"Sinful rich man——"
Amosta had returned to his original appearance, and he sighed with emotion at this luxurious palace-like room.
On the big bed by the window, Draco sat up from his sleeping position with excitement on his face. He seemed to want to get out of bed to greet Professor Blaine, but his current partner, Narcissa Malfoy, stopped him.
"How does it feel, Draco?"
Amosta walked past Lucius, stepped up the steps to Draco's bedside, nodded to Draco's mother, and looked at Draco with a smile.
In terms of destructiveness, the Imperius Curse may be the most powerful of the three Unforgivable Curses, but the effect of the curse is indeed the mildest. During the years when Voldemort was on the rampage, many wizards who did not want to join in the evil deeds were controlled by this curse. However, after treatment, there were no serious sequelae. This was why Amosta was willing to take a gamble and did not rescue Draco immediately.
Draco looked good, no longer pale and dazed, but there was still some confusion in the depths of his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to come see me. I feel pretty good, Professor Blaine--"
Draco grinned,
"The best team of therapists at St. Mungo's is obviously much more professional than the school hospital in our shabby school. My parents spent a small amount of money to have them provide full service. I basically recovered, oh, not entirely, I was... .”
Draco shivered in horror at the mention of Peter.
"Relax, honey—"
Draco's mother immediately put her arms around Draco's head nervously, patted Draco's back gently and said softly,
"Don't be afraid. You are already safe. As for that despicable person who dares to hurt you, your father and I can assure you that the price he will pay is his life!"
Lucius also stood on the edge of Draco's bed, clenching his fists and nodding.
"I'm fine, Mom!"
Draco felt a little embarrassed to be treated like this by his mother in front of Professor Blaine, as if it showed how weak he was. He took a few deep breaths, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, pushed his mother away, and maintained a smile. ,
"There is a very vague memory. Professor Blaine, the therapist at St. Mungo's said it is best not to interfere with human intervention. Those memories will slowly come back on their own!"
"That's true——"
Amosta nodded slightly,
"This phenomenon is not caused by the Imperius Curse. I guess that Peter probably wants to cleanse your brain of his memories. However, his memory magic is very poor and the effect is not very successful. Depending on your physical condition, Gradually stabilizing, those memories hidden by magic will slowly be restored."
After receiving Professor Brain's confirmation, not only Draco, but also his parents were secretly relieved.
Although this ward is luxurious enough, his parents have never allowed him to go out. Therefore, for Draco, this place is no different from a prison. The only way to pass the time is to read the latest magazines and newspapers. , and the news in recent days made him inexplicably excited
". I heard that you killed Greyback and nearly a hundred of his men. Professor, I bet that if you were to take the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts, you would be much stronger than Dumbledore. Is it possible? I am When it comes to ousting Dumbledore, my dad almost did it last year."
"Draco!"
Before Amosta could reply, Lucius's face darkened first.
"It's not something you need to worry about."
Draco immediately stopped smiling and looked a little gloomy, but then he asked Amosta about the big and small things that happened in the school when he was controlled. After all, most of the memories of that period were vague.
Amosta took out his wand and waved it, and a high-backed soft chair by the fireplace jumped up with all four legs and stopped behind Amosta's butt.
"Actually, there's nothing wrong--"
Amosta sat down generously, crossed his legs and described it to Draco with a smile.
"--Oh, a bunch of cowardly, incompetent guys, I'll make them look good!"
Ten minutes later, when Amosta finished talking about Draco's treatment in Slytherin, Draco cursed angrily,
"Daphne, Theodore, Millicent, these guys, who gave them the courage to keep ostracizing me!"
Now that Draco has returned to normal, Amosta has no intention of commenting on the conflicts between the students. He turns his gaze and looks at the Malfoy couple who are maintaining extreme restraint with a smile.
"So, you two, regarding the secrets behind Draco's attack, I believe Connelly must have appointed relevant personnel to explain it to you, right?"
(End of chapter)
