Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

In the dark and broken space, small wisps of misty light balls floated from time to time.

A purple projection of Shaw's divine mind was standing in this disordered space with no ups and downs.

His eyes were full of solemnity.

These small light balls were also fragmented, and occasionally some pictures flashed in them, with various fragments of life.

But just like a black and white TV had a malfunction, the fragments were always disturbed by the sudden snowflakes.

And here is the memory space in the soul of Neville's mother Alice Longbottom.

Shaw reached out and grabbed a relatively complete memory fragment, which contained the warm scene of Longbottom's parents taking good care of Neville when he was born.

"Is this maternal love? Even if the soul and memory are broken like this, the child's memory is still so solid."

Shaw sighed in an inexplicable tone, and I don't know how many complex emotions were included in it.

Outside, Neville, standing in the ward, looked expectantly at the chief's single finger on his mother's forehead.

But suddenly, the chief's whole body trembled slightly.

Neville became nervous from anticipation, and he hesitated to go forward to support the chief who closed his eyes.

But he was pulled by his grandmother Augusta.

"Neville, don't move. Since you believe in him, you must believe in him to the end."

It is reasonable to inform their mother Augusta when treating the Longbottom couple.

So it is not surprising that this rigid and capable old lady is present.

Neville took a deep breath and nodded firmly.

"I believe in the chief!"

Augusta was actually very nervous at this time, but her eyes looking at Shaw were extremely complicated.

The world changes too fast. If it were a year ago, she would never trust him to treat her son and daughter-in-law.

But Neville's changes, Britain's changes, the changes in the world situation, and Dumbledore's changes.

All of this shows that the young man in front of him is extraordinary.

Shaw's external body trembled slightly for a while and then returned to calm.

Moreover, the purple lines on his white clothes began to glow, slowly flowing and merging into the fingertips of his outstretched right hand.

Neville said happily.

"Grandma, has the treatment started?"

Before Augusta could answer this question, another strange phenomenon occurred at Shaw's treatment site.

From the ring in Shaw's other hand, a red light suddenly shone brightly, reflecting the purple clouds on his body, reflecting the room in a riot of color.

A diamond-shaped rose-red stone also flew out of the red light, and the blooming red light flowed like blood plasma, also along Shaw's pointed fingertips, and quickly merged into Alice's forehead.

Neville's chubby face was full of surprise.

"Ah, what is this?"

Augusta had much more experience, although she had never seen the magic stone that could turn stones into gold and make people immortal.

But based on some speculations, and seeing that the gray hair on his wife's head began to turn black, she quickly pushed the cart to find out what kind of magical object this was.

The old lady Augusta's expression became more complicated.

"The Longbottom family owes Shorblack even more, Neville, you must work harder in the future."

Although Neville was a little stupid, he saw his mother in a deep sleep, and her state quickly changed from old and stupid to young and peaceful.

He also quickly understood that the chief had taken out the treasure to treat his mother.

He nodded hurriedly while being grateful.

"Grandma, I will!"

The two of them couldn't help but put their hands together and prayed.

In Neville's hand, he held the candy wrapper that his mother had secretly given him for many years. Even though his mother was stupid and stupid, she still remembered him and would quietly put the candy wrapper into her son's palm every time she finished eating the candy.

In Alice's memory space, the dark and chaotic appearance before was now shrouded in purple and red.

Under some kind of traction, countless free memory fragments gathered towards the projection of Shor's divine mind.

He had not thrown away the memory in his hand before, so he used this memory as the core and foundation to gather and attract other memory fragments.

The power of faith is really powerful and has many uses. It is born from the sublimation of soul belief. Since it can help people become gods and make life and souls leap.

Therefore, it is even more useful in repairing souls.

Just inject half a scale of faith power into the memory, and then Shor does not need to do too much operation, and it will recover itself.

As for using the magic stone, it is just that Shor noticed that Alice's vital signs were too poor. It is normal for someone who has been lying down for more than ten years.

The superior should show enough favor to the people he is looking at.

So Shor simply used the magic stone, which could not be used many times, to completely conquer the Longbottom family at one time.

The memory light ball in his hand gradually became complete, and Alice's decades of life trajectory in it gradually became complete. The whole memoryThe memory space also returned to its green and hazy state.

Shaw nodded with satisfaction, released the light ball, and let it absorb the scattered memories that were already few in number, and withdrew his mind from here.

Under the expectant eyes of Neville and Augusta, Shaw slowly opened his eyes.

"Chief, is my mother okay?"

"Mr. Black, how is my daughter-in-law?"

The two of them couldn't wait, and Augusta lowered her usual arrogant tone.

Shaw smiled affirmatively at the two of them.

"This year, your Longbottom family can have a reunion Christmas."

"That's great!" *2

Neville was so excited that he shed tears directly, and his two fat hands danced with joy.

Augusta was mentally strong enough, and she burst into tears of joy.

They came to the bed, crying while looking at Alice who had not woken up yet.

"Don't worry, she still needs to sleep for a while before she wakes up."

Shor is always easily moved by similar scenes. He said something and quickly moved to the bed of Neville's father, Frank Longbottom.

Augusta wiped her tears. Although she hoped that her son would recover immediately, she said politely.

"Mr. Black, do you want to rest first?"

Shor originally thought that he would need to spend a huge amount of his mind to assist the power of faith for treatment, but he didn't expect that the treatment process was simpler than expected, so he was not tired.

After politely shaking his head at Augusta, he stretched out his right index finger and tapped Frank's forehead.

Then he did the same thing, and the Philosopher's Stone also floated over, and the red and purple light merged into the center of his eyebrows.

Twenty minutes later, Shaw slowly opened his eyes and took his hand back.

Just when Neville and Augusta wanted to ask again, a "click" sound suddenly rang out.

The Philosopher's Stone, which was glowing red like blood before, suddenly cracked into tiny cracks, and the red light also weakened visibly.

Augusta, who had already guessed what it was, was stunned by this scene.

The ultimate alchemical item that represents infinite wealth and longevity, which is pursued by countless people in the magic world.

It was destroyed just like that?

"Magic, Philosopher's Stone, the Philosopher's Stone is broken?"