Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

In his vision, there was a gigantic mountain with an exaggerated shape.

A mountain formed by memory bubbles and fragments squeezing against each other, piling up, and gathering together.

Looking at this towering memory mountain in his magical vision, Anduin was sure that almost all of Frank's memories were piled up here, whether past or present.

"How could this be?" Anduin wondered, puzzled, then concentrated on observing this special scene, trying to find some clues.

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Then he discovered something special. It seemed like something was hidden in this memory mountain. If he observed quietly, he could even see a faint green glow flashing between the memory bubbles.

After a little thought, he decided to try it. He carefully extended his mental tentacles and gently touched the mountain.

But then a sudden change occurred. Frank's always confused expression suddenly became ferocious, and he began to struggle constantly.

Noticing Frank's change, Anduin quickly retracted his mental tentacles and ended the Legilimency.

"What's wrong?"

Augusta, who also noticed Frank's change, hurried over to check on Frank's condition, but after Anduin retracted his mental tentacles, Frank returned to his confused state.

After carefully examining him, Augusta didn't notice anything unusual about Frank, but she had seen her son's strange change just now. She looked at Anduin with a questioning look.

Because Anduin was afraid of causing secondary damage to Frank, his mental exploration was very slow, and all his movements were cautious. At this time, he was also sweating profusely from exhaustion.

After taking a light breath, he said to Augusta, who was looking at him, "Frank's situation is a bit special."

"Oh, did you find the cause of the problem?" Augusta asked quickly after hearing Anduin's words.

"I seem to have found it, but not completely," Anduin said hesitantly, feeling very conflicted himself.

"What does that mean?" Augusta frowned, obviously not understanding Anduin's words.

Under Augusta's gaze, Anduin thought for a while and replied, "Their memories are probably all shrunk into a ball due to the Cruciatus Curse, and they are abnormally fused together. If you want to restore their memories, you have to find a way to undo this fused state, but so far I haven't thought of any way to do it.

After listening to Anduin's words, Augusta stood up and paced back and forth for a while, tilting her head and asking, "So, as long as you find a way to undo their special memory state, you can restore their memories?"

"Theoretically, that's the case, but the operation is very difficult," Anduin replied.

"Oh, why is that?" Augusta asked.

"Memories are not like bricks. After being built into a wall, cutting them open will turn them back into bricks. Memory fragments are very fragile. Random operations can even cause secondary damage," Anduin sighed.

Moreover, this state is too rare. Anduin has read many books related to memory magic, but he simply couldn't find any similar records. Starting from scratch, there are no similar materials for experimentation. He couldn't possibly use Frank and Alice as experimental subjects, in case something went wrong, it would harm them instead.

Augusta also sighed, "I knew it wouldn't be so simple. Maybe this is their fate. Thank you, Anduin. I appreciate your kindness. I have enough ability to bear it. Even if they can't recover for the rest of their lives, I'll be happy as long as I can see them often."

"You don't have to be so pessimistic," Anduin frowned. "We'll find a way. Although I don't have any clues now, knowing the cause at least gives us hope."

Augusta thought Anduin was comforting her, and forced a smile and nodded, "Alright, let's stop here today. It's time for us to go back."

The two left St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries with heavy hearts.

After returning to the Longbottom ancestral home, a few more days passed. During this time, Anduin searched a lot of related information, but was still at a loss. It seemed that he couldn't find a solution in a short time.

"It seems I have to find a way to expand my reserve of information, and I can also solve that guy by the way," Anduin thought.

The next day, Anduin told Augusta that he was going to Diagon Alley and would return later by himself. Then he took Muggle transportation to the Leaky Cauldron.

Walking into the Leaky Cauldron, Tom, whom he hadn't seen for three years, was still the same, wiping glasses behind the bar alone. However, the bar was a bit different from when Anduin last came. There were customers in the store, and quite a few of them.

Passing by several tables, he also saw fried chicken on the plates of several customers. It seemed that the recipe he left for Tom was quite popular.

"Boss, a butterbeer."

Tom, who was concentrating on wiping the glass, heard a somewhat familiar voice, looked up, and laughed loudly: "Haha, Anduin, you still know to come back and see me, you heartless guy. We haven't seen each other for three years, have we?"

"Yeah, I've been tied up with some chores before. This is the first time I've been back to Diagon Alley after so many years. Your business is good," Anduin smiled slightly.

"Isn't it all thanks to you? The menu you gave me is very popular. Maybe you can consider opening your own bar in the future," Tom was very happy to see Anduin again, and pushed a large glass of butterbeer in front of him.

The two long-lost old friends met again, and there were always endless topics to talk about. The two quickly chatted together, and Anduin once again learned about the changes in the Leaky Cauldron and Diagon Alley in the past two years.

Since the disappearance of the Dark Lord, those wizards who had been hiding came out to party and celebrate. During that time, Tom's business was so good that the bar was almost unable to accommodate people.

However, after a while, those unmanaged Death Eaters ran out to cause trouble. You should know that many of those guys are crazy. In addition, they were wanted and hunted down, and their actions became more and more reckless, causing great damage. Diagon Alley was even under martial law for a while.

However, under the leadership of Millicent Bagnold, the Ministry of Magic was extremely efficient. Frequent arrest operations arrested some Death Eaters, and the riots were quickly suppressed. The remaining Death Eaters either fled or hid, or were acquitted because they had backgrounds. Roughly from half a year ago, Diagon Alley had returned to calm, and the situation was basically the same throughout the magical world.