Chapter 544 The Best Nutritionist in Hogwarts
"So, they are one of Gryffindor and the other is Ravenclaw?"
Andrew asked the dean, but the knife and fork in his hand didn't stop - he could finally have some peace of mind and deal with Fuji after eating, and the matter was solved this time.
"It's like this, but they are all my students," Professor Flivie nodded, "but Alice's condition is much better than Frank. Although she lost a lot of memories from her student days, her memories of her children remain."
"That's not the field I know, love and rituals, etc., is too advanced for me, professor."
Andrew spread his hands and directly chose to make a spell - ancient spells, ancient magic, etc. Although they are classified as spells, they are too many of them, so the threshold is so high that he doesn't have the confidence to handle it in a short time.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Andrew always felt the professor glaring at him, but he quickly took it back.
"I won't talk about anything else, but I'll go back to the treatment - I have to go back to discuss with Minerva to see if I can get them back to Hogwarts for treatment and to stabilize the memory I've been poured into."
"Solid memory..." Andrew thought for a while, "Well, it seems like this. After all, some dreams are poured into it, and it is very helpful to connect it with campus life, but if the treatment conditions are on campus..."
"Mrs. Pomfrey is the best recovery therapist," the dean looked at Andrew in surprise. "You don't know?"
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Andrew was stunned. This was the first time he had heard the dean comment on Mrs. Pomfrey.
Although he highly recognized Mrs. Pomfrey's healing ability, no matter how he counted, the school doctor and the doctor of St. Gomman were not like the same level of comparison...
‘Damn it, stereotypes tricked me. ’
‘Hogwarts is the only magic school in the UK, with the best teaching resources, and the school doctor should be the best in the entire magic world…’
‘Even considering the ability of Hogwarts students to be injured, she should be the best recovery therapist, what am I thinking about…’
"That's true, Mrs. Pomfrey's treatment is impeccable."
Andrew nodded quickly and agreed with the dean's point of view.
"That is to say, she can recover well like Sirius, and Frank and the others probably don't have any trouble - although she looks younger after regaining her strength, her natural recovery cannot be compared with Mrs. Pomfrey's careful treatment."
The dean was in a very good mood at the moment, "It just happened that guy Frank adapted. The children were so old, so it was so childish. By the way, they let them hide from the messy things outside. That guy Fudge had to bring this pile of news. They are not suitable for receiving too much attention now."
There is no doubt about this - because the two of them are still in a state of chaos, there are large and large faults in the middle, and it takes time to accept adjustments, rather than standing in front of the spotlight to accept the cheers and shouts that should belong to them. The latter is really a bit bad for treatment.
Andrew nodded, expressing his extraordinary agreement with the Dean's view.
"That's it. Let's take a photo in the past, and we'll be planning to take people back. It's so much trouble for a St. Mungo..."
Professor Flivie nodded, and the two went out and had a brief and low-nutritional conversation with Fauge.
The harvest was OK. Andrew and Professor Flivie added a donation to the experimental funding, and took away the two Aurors who were to be restored, as well as blessings and praise.
Of course, there were Neville and Professor McGonagall who brought him over, who was not sure until then that was when he finally realized what he was ignoring.
Longbottom is Neville's last name...
This really made him panic - the past commendation was fine, but after all, it was collective to individuals. Now that Neville's eyes were cast, he really felt extremely uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, he slowed down and fell slightly behind. "Navi."
He whispered to confirm that the professors in front could not hear it.
"Ah... Andrew...I..."
Neville looked a little stuttering.
"Although I don't have any plans to find a Christmas dance partner at this time, I hope to be a cute witch if necessary," Andrew patted Neville on the shoulder and raised his eyebrows. "So for the sake of my two people's reputation, please don't stare at me with strange eyes. You don't think that the two of us were unlucky guys couldn't find dance partners at the dance party, right?"
"No, I'm..."
Neville looked unusually quick.
"Relax, I'm just doing chores for the dean. You don't know that I'm a genius of transfiguration, and my level of curse is barely enough to be the first in the grade," Andrew sold the dean cleanly.
"It's mainly due to the dean. I just put some effort into it. In my opinion, the dean must be counting on you to study the curse well. It's better for us to set our goals higher--" Andrew nodded, "Just treat it as a surprise to the dean. Anyway, Granger will not take the exam this school year, how about you get the first place?"
"Me?"
Such an overly disastrous requirement obviously broke through Neville's upper limit of thinking, and with Andrew's previous excuse, he has returned to normal at this moment.
"Of course, of course you can."
Andrew was extremely serious and fooling, "The dean has made such an important contribution. It is not an exaggeration to give the dean the first one!"
"Well...I can, I can definitely do it!"
Neville's eyes became firm and his words became extremely normal.
Very good, thank the teacher, it's okay. Just don't look at me with that look.
"By the way, you..." Neville looked at Andrew, "That dance partner, I actually know. Many senior girls in our academy are looking forward to being invited by you in private..."
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Where did you go again?
"No need," Andrew nodded, "I may not be at the dance."
"Not attending the dance?"
Neville looked at Andrew with a surprised look, "But that's the rule."
"If I want to attend, there is no shortage of dance parties," Andrew lowered his voice to prevent him from listening. After all, he was about to make a point when Christmas came soon. "As for the rules, I have escaped so many classes, and the rules and so on, that's it."
Who stipulates that a minor wizard can be a referee? He is not sitting there, and there is no one who says it can't do it?
It’s just a dance party, but he didn’t find a suitable dance partner, so he just turned up. So what can he do?
Of course, if there is a suitable dance partner, he doesn't mind, but now isn't this going to be on the shelves?
Really, underage wizards are not allowed to be willful!
(This chapter ends)