Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 135 The Temptation of Magic

Hogwarts Hospital corridor.

"How is he?"

Dumbledore looked at Snape and Madam Pomfrey who had just checked Alan's body, and asked.

Snape frowned slightly.

Madam Pomfrey said bluntly, "The child used at least two doses of Felicia."

"Two Felicians?"

Dumbledore's snow-white beard trembled slightly, and he looked at Snape through his half-moon glasses.

Snape nodded, "He probably got it from the International Federation of Wizards and Potions. At first I thought he only got one copy and used it in the real name ceremony. I didn't expect him to get two copies. How could he be so stupid as to take two Felix Elixirs in succession!"

Professor McGonagall said seriously, "It's not two, it's three. Do you remember that he asked for a Felicia before school started? And his problem should be more than that simple, that ceremony definitely affected him."

Professor McGonagall turned to look at Dumbledore, with a rare expression of reproach, "I said that we should use other methods to help him get through this difficult time, instead of holding a real name ceremony for a 12-year-old child. This is too dangerous, and you almost ruined him!"

Then she glanced at Dumbledore and Snape who were in deep thought with some doubts.

Out of familiarity with these two colleagues, she knew that neither of them was reckless.

"Is there something you are hiding from me? In the case of Allen, not only did he act too recklessly, but you also acted too recklessly, as if you were the culprit who contributed to the flames. Otherwise, there is absolutely no need for Mr. Weasley to remind me of the problem."

Dumbledore coughed, "Minerva, now we should be more concerned about how to solve Alan's problems."

He looked at Snape, changed the subject and said, "What are the titles on Allen now?"

Snape hid his anxiety, and said without a trace of emotion in his voice, "The most popular name is the name of the boy he hopes to be, followed by his title of Potions Prince, and the rest is the natural Gryffindor, etc. Looking at it now, it seems that the side effect of the title of Potions Prince made him believe too much in the power of potions."

While several people were discussing, Madam Pomfrey had been observing the situation in the infirmary, "The child is awake."

Professor McGonagall hurried in after Madam Pomfrey.

Dumbledore stared into Snape's eyes in the corridor, "You've been training that kid recently, which aggravated his condition, and you haven't realized the danger, Severus, can you tell me what you're anxious about?"

Snape sneered at Dumbledore in a rare way, "We all know the oracle of vampires, Dumbledore, you are not the only one who is anxious."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then walked into the infirmary without saying a word.

Alan, who was forcibly sent to the infirmary by Professor McGonagall at the time, refused, but after taking some palliatives prescribed by Madam Pomfrey and a good night's sleep, Alan has recovered a lot from his madness.

He looked at the twins gratefully, "Thank you."

Although being an egomaniac does not affect one's magic research, no one really wants to be an egomaniac.

Then he looked at Professor McGonagall who walked in with a serious expression, and jokingly said, "Professor, I shouldn't deduct college points this time."

Professor McGonagall gave Allen a quizzical look, "Perhaps you should find time to look at the house points in the hall. You and Mr. Weasley are going to catch up with Slytherin during this time."

The twins smiled mischievously.

At this time, Dumbledore and Snape came in one after the other. Dumbledore saw the multi-flavored chocolate beans and other condolences on the table, helped Alan open a box, and ate one himself first.

Muttered, "Peppery."

Then he handed the box to Alan, "Maybe you should try it. I like this kind of magic candy, especially its creative concept, just like life, there is not only one side."

Allen took the multi-flavored beans and put one in. A bitterness spread, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, "I seem to have eaten the original flavor."

Dumbledore laughed loudly, "You are so lucky. Among the multi-flavored beans, the probability of the original flavor should be the smallest, because if there are too many, others will think that you have cut corners."

Allen rolled his eyes, and then asked, "May I ask about my current physical condition?"

Several people looked at each other, and then Snape hesitated and said, "Your physical condition is fine, and the source of magic power is fine. The only harm of Felix Felicia is to make people become arrogant and arrogant, and you have taken three doses in a row. Within half a year, you are as stupid as a troll."

"Is there no solution? Like taking some special potions?"

Allen's heart moved. He has been taking the lucky egg to calm his irritable heart through the "love" in it. He thought he had bypassed the restriction of the felicity potion, but he did not expect to be tricked.

Felicia is indeed a high-grade potion, with such strong side effects, maybe I should improve an antidote to the side effects of Felicia through the eggs of lucky eggs.

Hearing that Allen mentioned the potion again, Professor McGonagall became angry. She said to Allen sternly, "Mr. Stuart, I need to remind you that the side effects of Felicity Elixir are known to all potion masters, but until now, everyone has no way to get around it. The only way is time, and your problem is not limited to Felicity Elixir."

More than Felicia?
Allen looked at Dumbledore suspiciously.

Dumbledore turned his head, went to find another candy, and gave himself one, "We think you may be affected by the title. Your title spreads too fast, and the title of Prince of Potions makes you fall into some kind of false honor."

"For example, when you mentioned the issue of Felicity Potion just now, the first reaction of a general potion master is to adjust it through time, but you immediately thought of potion."

title impact?

Allen's first reaction was that it was impossible, with systematic purification, how could he be affected.

But after a while, he hesitated again, as Dumbledore said, he seemed to be in a kind of ecstasy of self-confidence now, although he knew the source of self-confidence.

Just like the system, such as lucky eggs.

But this does not mean that the problem can be solved, but to some extent it will aggravate the problem in oneself.

Allen couldn't help sighing, and it turned out that spiritual problems were the most troublesome.

"What now?"

Allen said a little dejectedly, "It's impossible for me to stay in the infirmary all the time, right?"

Madam Pomfrey said to the professors next to her at this time, "If it's an emotional problem, if he stays here, it will only worsen the condition."

It's tricky.

Even Dumbledore couldn't think of a solution for a while, just like he couldn't solve the side effects of Felicia in an instant.

Professor McGonagall thought for a while and said, "Now your manifestation is a bit like the legendary 'thirsty demon'. I think you'd better put down your magic research temporarily."

Thirst?
Allen was a little helpless, but it was impossible for him to let go of his magic.

"Well, it's not completely letting go." Dumbledore turned his head to look at Snape under Professor McGonagall's gaze, and said meaningfully, "It's just that restraint is needed."

Then he smiled and looked at Professor McGonagall, "If this child loses his magic, I think it might be counterproductive."

Then he patted Allen on the shoulder, "Don't worry, as long as you realize the side effects of Felicia, it will be relieved slowly, and we will help you through this difficult time."

"Thank you Professor."

"Mr. Stuart needs to rest now, let's go out first."

After the professors and the twins left, Allen pressed his temples with some headaches. The pressure made him wake up a lot, and then he sank down and entered meditation.

Among the three layers of souls, Allen watched everything here from the perspective of God. There are more and more spells in the sky soul, with [Electromagnetic Cannon], [Cosmic Energy], and [Natural Energy] three self-created spells forming the core, and many illusory spells are looming.

In the soul of the earth, light spots light up one by one. Allen can point at any one, and through these light spots, he can perceive the front and rear scenes when others talk about him.

But the human soul became more and more radiant, exuding dazzling brilliance, and there were not many special changes.

This is also the reason why Allen has no way to realize himself.

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Isis tapped her shadow on the desktop in the office, and said with a smile, "Our apprentice seems to have realized his problem, but this is not enough. We need to teach him a profound lesson so that he can go further."

Her voice became ethereal and holy, like the bells echoing in an empty church at dawn.

"The road to the sublime world is divided into three, the road of mercy, the road of balance, and the road of severity."

"The three are indispensable, so when the Lord admonishes us, let us hold the gospel in one hand and the flail in the other, so that His flock may rejoice and make His flock fearful."

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Inside the office.

"Professor, I may not be able to continue the experiment recently."

Allen looked at Isis with some distress. Following the progress of Isis's experiment, he could feel the progress of his alchemy every moment, which made him give up suddenly. Even if he knew the reason, he was still a little bit reluctant.

Isis looked up and looked at Allen with a smile, "I heard that I have experienced the confusion of Felicia before."

Hearing that Isis had experienced the confusion of Felicia, Allen became interested, "Then how did you deal with it, Professor?"

"Deal with it?" Isis said with a smile in her eyes, and said in an inexplicable voice, "I encountered a bigger confusion and solved it, so the confusion that seemed to stand in front of me like a mountain peak became insignificant like a small hill."

Allen tilted his head, not quite understanding what Isis meant.

Isis snapped her fingers, and the surrounding space changed. The two of them appeared in the huge basement. Isis handed the materials for hosting the ceremony to Allen, "The experiment has been carried out so far. If you don't look at the results, you will feel unwilling."

"Professor, what are you doing?" Allen looked at the ritual materials in his hand, showing a struggling expression.

Isis said, "We all know that the mysterious man put a curse on the position of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which means that I only have four months left to teach. How long will it take you to relieve the symptoms of Felicia? Half a year or a year?"

"Are you really willing to give up the results you're about to see?"

Isis's tone was low and calm, but it seemed like something was lingering in Alan's heart.

"So we might as well do the ritual now, and you can at least see the result."

Allen looked at Isis who took off her robe in front of her, revealing her graceful body, like the temptation of magic itself.

At this time, whether as a wizard or a man, it seems that I can't say no.

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