The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Jon Hart adjusts quickly to his new life in Charing Cross.

He no longer had to hide his wand in the back of his suitcase. He tried several different spells on the first day... The result was not surprising. The staff of the Department of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic did not write to him, much less The Auror came to the door.

Every day during the day, he will close the doors and windows of the room, draw the curtains, and hang the "DNDST" sign (do not disturb, do not disturb) on the door.

Usually at dusk, he would drink the compound decoction, hide the "magic supplies" in the backpack he bought more than a month ago with a large interior space, and then ask the waiter to come in and tidy up the room.

Sometimes in the morning, he would go to the Leaky Cauldron for breakfast in the form of "Anduin-Wrynn".

At the gate of the Leaky Cauldron, there is a news clip from the Daily Prophet:

The Ministry of Magic confirmed today that Black remains at large.

Sirius Black, the most notorious of the prisoners believed to have been in Azkaban's castle, remains uncaptured.

"We are trying to recapture Black," Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge said this morning. "We ask the wizarding community to remain calm."

Some members of the International Confederation of Wizards have criticized Fudge for not informing the Muggle Prime Minister of Sirius Black's escape.

Below this news, there is a line of words written crookedly:

"The Auror Command has offered Sirius Black a reward of 3000 Galleons."

3000 Galleons is not a small amount, it almost made Jon's heart a little bit...

While having breakfast at the Leaky Cauldron, Jon would quietly be there, watching other wizards:

For example, there is a little country witch who comes here to spend a whole day shopping; a few fat wizards who are arguing fiercely about an article in "Transfiguration of the Day"; a goblin with a sly face , funny-looking dwarfs, and even once, Jon saw a ghost in his right hand holding a broken left arm, quietly drifting by.

Acquaintances can also meet a lot.

Hannah Abbott, for example, shows up at the Leaky Cauldron on time every morning to clean up; once Jon sees Madeleine Yaxley's tall, awkward-looking Slater Girl Lin, who appears to be with her mother, was dragged into Diagon Alley by her mother while she was berating her; and of course Harry Potter, who was brought in by the Minister for Magic, Connelly Fudge, one evening in early August. Went to the Leaky Cauldron and stayed here for the rest of August.

Of course, none of these "acquaintances" would recognize Jon, and they all thought Jon was just an American wizard visiting London.

Of course, in addition to inquiring about news and buying necessary things, Jon will also try to reduce the number of trips to the Leaky Cauldron or Diagon Alley... After all, the Leaky Cauldron is not as crowded as Hogwarts, and the wizarding world is also capable. There are many, if he encounters a powerful wizard to see through it, it will be bad.

...

Jon spends most of August huddled in a hotel in Charing Cross Road, practicing magic with mice.

Every evening, he kills several dying mice by cervical dislocation, wraps them in plastic bags, and throws them into the trash. And every other week or so, he makes another trip to Diagon Alley to buy a new batch of mice.

The witch at the "Wonderful Zoo" store was getting a little tired of him.

"Do you Americans have the habit of eating a few mice every day before going to bed?" she asked sarcastically.

"Yes, you actually know!" Jon nodded earnestly: "We all remove the head and tail, and then eat it raw, chicken-flavored, chewy and crunchy!"

Seeing the witch's face about to vomit, Jon walked away with a smile.

It took more than half a month for Jon to preview most of the content of the third grade; and reviewed the disarming spell, petrification spell and eye disease spell that he had learned before...

The latter two spells are quite effective whether it is against werewolves or giant dogs; and with his practice during this period of time, even if he encounters a fleeing mouse, he can ensure that his spells can hit accurately (although only in case).

The problem that occurred is still the same as before... Even if I tried 10,000 methods to release the "Guardian Charm", there was no change in the top of the wand.

He even took out the memory of breastfeeding.

"Could it be that he is destined to miss the Patronus in his entire life?" Sometimes, he almost pondered pessimistically.

In this case, he only had one way left, the way he thought of a long time ago.

Since you can't find a truly happy memory, you can only make a memory!

The white paper that Gilderoy Lockhart left to himself completely described how to forge a memory and delete a memory.

However, doing so is very risky. You must know that using the "forgetting spell" on yourself can be dangerous if you are not careful.

However, the deletion and modification of small pieces of memory can be said to be the simplest part of the "Forgetting Curse".

The key is that there is no other way. He has tried almost all the existing memories. If he has failed all of them, he can only take such a risky method... and just add a memory, even if something happens. problem, just delete it.

The good news is that during this time, he has tried "Obliviate" on dozens of mice, and there is almost no case of the spell getting out of control or failing. The use of this spell is already relatively skilled.

But mice don't give themselves enough feedback...

So have to try further.

...

This afternoon, Jon drank a small bottle of compound decoction as usual, and became the American image of "Anduin-Wrynn".

The hotel staff, as usual, arrived on time.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wrynn!" she greeted.

"Hello, ma'am!" Jon said, stepping back to the door to make way for her and her cart.

"I'm sorry!" he muttered silently in his heart, while the waiter quietly raised his wand when he was behind his back to help him clean up the sheets.

"Obliviate!" he muttered softly.

A tiny silver thread appeared on the top of the bamboo wand, and then connected to the waitress's brain... but the other party didn't respond.

"Did it work?" Jon withdrew his wand after the silver thread disappeared, and walked over.

He took an old watch from his pocket (the one he used before Christmas last year) and said, "Madame almost forgot, I promised you yesterday to give this to you."

"Yeah!" The waitress suddenly realized: "I remembered, Mr. Wrynn... You told me yesterday afternoon that you bought a watch last year, and you are going to give me the old watch."

She happily took the mechanical watch from Jon.

Jon breathed a sigh of relief... no problem with the spell, the attempt worked!

When the waiter came to clean the room yesterday afternoon, he hardly said anything to her; the memory just now was forced into the other person's mind through the oblivion spell.

Over the next two days, Jon tried several memory spells on ordinary people again.

All he added were insignificant memories, such as:

"Met this morning a tabby cat with eye rims that look like glasses."

"Yesterday at noon, I saw a big fierce black dog chasing mice."

"And last night, I almost hit the nose of a white-bearded grandfather with half-moon glasses."

...

After many successful attempts on people, Jon felt that the memory spell could be used on himself.

On the last night in mid-August, Jon ate several bars of chocolate to replenish his energy; and drank a small sip of the "Warrior's Elixir" (which can make spellcasting easier for wizards for a short time, but later debilitating side effects).

After thinking about it for a while and confirming that all risks have been eliminated... He pointed his wand at his head, took a deep breath, and said softly:

"Obliviate!"

What he simulated was the memory used by the original Harry Potter when he successfully released the Patronus.

"His name is Harry Potter, a child who was abused by his uncle and aunt every day and bullied by his cousin... But one day, one actually told him that he was a wizard, a wizard who was well-known in the wizarding world, He could leave the Dursleys and go to Hogwarts..."

The memory simulation went very smoothly without any problems.

Next, Jon raised his wand again and aimed it at the open space of the room:

"Expecto patronum!"

Straws of silver threads emerged one after another from the top of the wand, forming a mass of gas... but that's all, a cloudy silver aura hovered in front of Jon.

"Successful attempt!" Jon shouted excitedly.

Although there is no real Patronus summoned (even if the status is not clear), this group of silver aura can at best intimidate the dementors... But after all, this is his first successful attempt!

You must know that more than half a year has passed since the beginning of practicing the Patronus Charm until now.

After eating a few pieces of chocolate, Jon patiently began to analyze the reason why his "patron saint spell" was so weak:

On the one hand, after all, I have parents, no sisters and no room, and I can't feel the same way as the real Harry Potter.

On the other hand, this memory is completely incompatible with the other memories in my mind. Although it is "happy", it lacks authenticity.

There is no way...you have to know where your hands and feet are, but your own memory.

What should I do if it is too real, causing the fake to be real and affecting myself?

Therefore, there must be a certain degree of resolution.

...

After a few minutes of rest, Jon decided to continue.

Next, he needs to simulate a truly "happy" memory and summon a relatively complete Patronus!

Jon took another deep breath, then pointed his wand at his head:

"Obliviate!"

Thanks to the book friends Super Invincible Great Heavenly Venerate and Leisurely Leisure King for their rewards!