Hogwarts: I rely on MC to pretend to be an alchemy professor

"Well, it happens that it's rare for someone to ask me such professional questions." Murphy pulled two visiting chairs from the corner of the ward.

"Strictly speaking, the behavior of the Longbottoms cannot be considered a disease, but a self-defense function of the body. You should know what they have been through, right?"

"The Cruciatus Curse."

Murphy nodded: "And it was the Cruciatus Curse used by the vicious Death Eaters. The pain caused by this Cruciatus Curse is so severe that the hormones secreted by the human body can no longer control it."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Kaisen's weird expression.

"Don't worry about these details. After graduating from Hogwarts, I went to the Muggle University of Manchester to study medicine."

"Oh! Alumni, alumni!"

"Don't make such a fuss. All wizards in England are alumni...wait..."

"Yes, I'm talking about alumni in Manchester."

"Oh! Nice to meet you. I didn't expect that you studied..."

"Civil engineering."

The two of them exchanged warm and polite words before getting back to business.

"This kind of painful memory can be said to be almost the kind that once the pain is recalled, the brain will empathize with the pain, you know, like... do you know the sequelae of war?"

"Generally speaking, the victims will go in two directions. Perhaps the more extreme ones will pull out their wands and kill people, and the quieter ones will be like the Longbottom couple."

"Do they have any... well, physiological problems?"

Moffitt shook his head: "The killing curse will not harm the body, strictly speaking, it will not harm the soul, it will only make the soul feel pain, so I don't think this situation is a disease, and because of this, I don't know how to start."

"In other words, the Longbottom couple is like this just because of a horrible memory? Can this memory be deleted?" Kaisen asked.

Moffitt took out his wand and drew a line out of thin air.

"Let me explain to you. Ordinary memories are physiological memories. They are only recorded in the brain, while the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse is a memory of the soul."

"Think of this line as a wave of the patient's memory. If it is physiological, then this memory will only leave a trace at a point on the memory line."

"And for the soul, the entire memory line is shrouded in a thick haze. To be honest, this level of memory problem should not be solved by ordinary Oblivion. To be honest, I doubt that Dumbledore's Oblivion is not so high."

Kaysen looked up at the ceiling... He thought of a person... A person he had seen before A person who is looked down upon no matter what, and at this moment...

"If a person can sense that he has been cast under the Confusion Charm, and use Obliviate to make himself forget the effect of the Confusion Charm on him, then can he be competent for this difficult task?"

Murphy shook his head: "Impossible, there is absolutely no one in the world who can use the Obliviate Charm to that extent, and whether the Obliviate Charm can be used in this way is still unknown."

"Oh. Not entirely, you know, Hogwarts is a place with a certain level of high and low. It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons."

"What do you mean?"

Kaysen shrugged and said a few polite words to Murphy before disappearing on the spot.

................

On the other side, Hogwarts...

Defense Against the Dark Arts Office.

Dongdongdong.

"Here I come!"

Kaysen stood outside the door and heard the sound coming from far inside the door. Soon the door opened, and Lockhart's brilliant smile was reflected on Kaisen's monocle.

"Hello." He smiled and said.

Lockhart also smiled politely... well, a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Professor Kaysen, I remember that I have never offended you recently. I... what did I do wrong?"

"You did nothing wrong. I just want to ask, did you really use Obliviate to free you from the influence of the Confusion Curse?" Kaysen leaned against the door frame to prevent Lockhart from closing the door.

"Obliviate Curse... Professor Kaysen, I tell you frankly that many stories in my book are false, but Obliviate Curse, this is really true, this is the only spell I specialize in."

"Just tell me if you can do it?"

"I can."

Kaysen nodded: "Now there is a chance to save the broken family of the little wizard, will you come?"

Lockhart shook his head.

"Don't you like fame? You also said that your stories are all fake. What's the use of fake fame gained by making up stories? As long as your Oblivion Charm works this time, I guarantee that your contribution this time can allow you to escape Azkaban once!"

"What kind of activity to save a little wizard requires the use of the Oblivion Charm?"

"I'm not an expert in this area, but I can assure you that there is absolutely no danger this time. If there is really danger, how about I help you deal with it?"

"I think the danger closest to me...you can't deal with it, and you won't deal with it either." Lockhart looked at Kaisen and said dimly.

"If you help me this time, I promise not to bother you again."

".....Can't I refuse?"

"This is your freedom." Kaisen replied.

Lockhart heard something else in Kaisen's answer, such as it was his freedom to refuse.

And it was also Kaisen's freedom to beat him up here.

"... Let's go."

..............

"So... Professor Kaisen, if you have the enchanted book treatment, I will definitely let you try it yourself. If there is any problem, I will take responsibility, but him? This liar?" Moffitt looked at Lockhart with disdain.

"Um... Excuse me... When did you know that I was Kaisenhis?"

"... Don't you know how famous you are now? Since your enchanted book treatment came out, those werewolves have gone crazy and printed your photos and praises on every corner of the wizard world."

"On average, 2.5 wizards who speak rudely to you are beaten up every day. In this situation, it is difficult not to know them." Moffitt spread his hands and said.

"...This is definitely not my idea. I don't even know about it."

"Well, I understand that, but do you still want to use this liar?"

Kaysen shrugged: "Everyone has their own expertise. If it's about the Oblivion Spell, maybe Dumbledore is not as good as him."

"For your sake, the situation won't get worse anyway." Murphite said.

"If you are not sure, don't force it. I don't want to make the situation worse." Kaysen advised Lockhart.

Lockhart nodded and walked into the ward.

Evening, Hogwarts Castle.

"This year Neville will have an unforgettable Christmas."

"Well...thank you, Professor Kaysen."

"Thank me for what?"

"...maybe...let me see another way." Lockhart replied.