Chapter 540 Treatment
Fudge is not a big trouble - at least not for Andrew today.
But he didn't have much intention to deal with the Minister of Magic now, because the afternoon work was a big job.
Although he is not good at searching for damaged parts from his memory, nor is he good at removing the spells that are entrenched in his mind, he is the absolute main force in the process of casting spells and treating them in the afternoon.
The magic that is more skillful than ordinary excellent graduates and the dream weaving technique created according to the transformation technique and daydream curse combined, giving him an absolute advantage in this field, and there will be no change in at least a few years.
If it was a surgery like that in the morning, he didn't need to worry about it, but the forgetting curse and the unforgivable curse are completely different concepts - he has heard of the latter's reputation too many times on Professor Moody's side.
"Please come here, please don't come here, we need to discuss some things."
Andrew looked up and said to the hurried therapist, "Let's do it, we have to discuss things again."
"Ah?"
"Yes, that's fine, go, sir."
Andrew nodded, continued to pick up the quill, and continued to discuss the topic that had just been interrupted with Professor Flivie - there was no way, I couldn't find an unforgivable curse victim to practice on the spot, and I could only analyze the various possibilities.
The therapist looked at Professor Flivie, but nodded with affirmation.
He had no choice but to leave and then go to find Fuji and the others.
Andrew and his dean didn't even discuss Fudge's, and continued to devote themselves to the discussion of the plan.
But Fudge did not come in, and there was no noise outside. Only the therapist responsible for the afternoon treatment and Dr. Perk, who is now free to take action, joined the discussion.
It was not until the treatment began that the therapist Ed said with some trepidation, "Minister Fudge is visiting the treated patient, and the reporters of the Prophet Daily and those from the Dream Management Department did not come up."
"I get it, thank you very much, Mr. Ed."
Andrew nodded—he thought less.
Fudge had no plans to expose the matter. If the afternoon treatment did not yield results, then Minister Fudge's visit was only to see the victims of the Forgotten Curse.
As for the results, let's make up for it...
The biggest benefit of dreams is not live broadcast, but weaving! One important reason why the Ministry of Magic established the Dream Management Department is that this thing is really more editable than the Prophet Daily!
But this no longer needs to be cared about - Andrew is not worried about Fudge's pressure at all. Even if he changes to the Minister of Magic, he will not have negative news...
The priority now is treatment.
Because both patients are currently in a crazy state, the excessive unforgivable curse is not a joke.
"Have you communicated with your family? Who will come first?"
Andrew used brain closure surgery with all his strength to suppress his emotions and maintain the calmest state.
"The communication was made, and Mrs. Longbottom said she would let her son try treatment first."
Mr. Ed said with great certainty.
In fact, the treatment object has been tied to the hospital bed - because it involves dreams, he cannot sleep at the moment.
But in fact, there is no need to control it. The man in front of him has almost no Auror's perseverance and decisiveness left. Even if he is controlled, he does not struggle, and even his eyes dodge.
With dry and gray hair, unscrupulous eyes, and timid actions, it is difficult for Andrew to believe that this is the decisive Auror in the information.
"Put the incense first, come from the daydream spell... I have to see if the dream is polluted."
Andrew thought for a while and made a judgment.
He was not sure whether the other party's dream was normal, especially the dream under the unforgivable spell. It is unknown whether the remaining spell power will overflow with the dream - in fact, if there is a choice, Andrew would rather spend more time using the experimental subject first, but unfortunately, it is impossible.
Thanks to the technology of the Quidditch Alliance, Dream Live is extremely convenient now - but the result is not very good. Dreams are bizarre, without any logic, and without a normal face.
Everything is distorted and chaotic, and the light and color make people feel a headache. The only good news is that there is no remnant of the Heart Spell.
"We start memory exploration?"
"Wait a little longer, I'm not sure about the security."
Andrew shook his head and found more first-generation Dream Beads from his carry-on package - because it was too expensive, it was completely replaced by a cheaper new version.
He used magic to connect these dream beads and continued to export the dream, and nodded until the daydream spell was over, "Go to start, Mr. Lake."
First, it was Mr. Lake, then Mr. Perk, and Professor Flivie focused on picking up the wand, ready to deal with the accident. As for Andrew, he focused his eyes on the dream beads and observed the color changes.
…
"The damage cannot be found, and the Daydream Curse cannot be guided. It can even be said that there is no change. Like the previous inspection, the Daydream Curse has no effect."
Mr. Lake looked up, but his expression was not disappointed.
"Then change one."
Andrew picked up the dream ball next to him and walked to everyone.
"The second solution is introduced into the woven dream."
This is a spell with a killing effect that was not announced - the purpose is to pull others into the dream, because the anti-spell is not fully improved, and Andrew did not announce it.
He took the main position and carefully aimed at the Dream Bead.
"The soul enters a dream."
…
The spell cast was very smooth but no good results were obtained. Less than five minutes after the spell cast, a strange green light appeared on the dream bead placed at the bedside.
"Bang!"
The broken glass made a sharp friction sound on the iron armor curse, but both Professor Flivie and Andrew showed joy on their faces.
The two main therapists even started to use the God-taking thoughts to start locking their memories, while Professor Flivi stared at the two of them to prevent any trouble from the remaining spells.
"Finished!"
After searching for about ten minutes, Mr. Lake made a happy voice, "I have found the normal memory locked by the spell!"
But before he could even say more, he let out a painful scream, his whole body arched like a prawn, his cheeks were extremely pale, and sweat almost instantly overflowed.
"Ah...well..."
"The curse is stopped!"
Professor Flivi waved his wand, but it was useless.
"Taylor!"
"Yes, professor!"
Andrew stood in a good position, while the other three therapists stood in a panic as arranged to stand in a designated position.
The wand suddenly waved downwards, and Andrew's spell caught up with Professor Flitvie's spell, blending into one, firmly blocking Mr. Lake.
"All curses end!"
(This chapter ends)