From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

The Three Broomsticks is extremely crowded, noisy, hot and smoky on the weekends.Almost every wizard who comes to Hogsmeade village comes here to sit for a while.

Mrs. Rosmerta, who was still charming, walked over and asked him what he wanted to drink.

"You should be Professor Capet," Mrs. Rosmerta's voice was very refreshing, sounding like the big sister next door. No wonder so many little wizards in Hogwarts miss her.

Mrs. Rosmerta continued, "I heard Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick mention you many times, but I didn't expect to finally see you today. Would you like something to drink?"

"I usually go to the Pig's Head Bar on the other side, so I'm not familiar with you," Calvin said politely, "You can introduce me."

"Humph, that idiot Aberforth, their wine is not even half as good as the wine I brew." Mrs. Rosmerta raised her eyebrows and said arrogantly, "I have good butterbeer, mead, red wine, etc. Gooseberry rum, violet water and sparkling water with ice and concho cherry syrup.”

"Then a glass of violet water," Calvin said, "By the way, where is Mrs. Augusta Longbottom's reserved seat?"

"It's in the No. [-] box upstairs, but she hasn't arrived yet." Mrs. Rosmerta pointed to the stairs to the side.

"Well, I know, I never like to make people wait for me, especially an older lady." Calvin said.

Calvin didn't wait long in the box when a solemn old woman holding a red handbag opened the wooden door of the box.

Her seriousness is different from that of Professor McGonagall. She is even sadder than McGonagall, which makes people respect her for her tragic experience and strong personality.

Calvin hurriedly stood up and shook hands with the old woman, "Good morning, Mrs. Longbottom."

"Good morning, Professor Capet." Mrs. Longbottom stretched out a hand as dry as an eagle's talon and shook it with Calvin. "I have heard your name, Professor Capet."

"It would be my pleasure, Mrs. Longbottom," Calvin said.

Mrs. Longbottom took off the hat with a stuffed eagle on her head, put it with the red handbag, and sat opposite Calvin.

At this time, Mrs. Rosmerta walked in with two glasses on a tray, "Your mead, Mrs. Longbottom, triple honey according to your custom. And your violet water, Professor Capet."

"Oh thank you, Rosmerta, you still understand me so well," Mrs. Longbottom said.After Mrs. Rosmerta left, she looked at the violet water in front of Calvin and said: "This is the worst drink in their house. You should try mead or butterbeer."

"Ah, this is my first time here. I usually go to the Pig's Head Bar." Calvin said.

After a while of pleasantries, the two got down to business.Mrs. Longbottom said: "Professor Capet, Neville told me that you cured a man's amnesia caused by the Forgetting Curse. I didn't believe it at first, but I was friends with Bertha Jorkins' aunt, so I went to talk to her and found out that Bertha was indeed no longer suffering from amnesia.”

Calvin took a sip of the violet water and found that it was indeed unpleasant to drink, so he pushed it aside, "It is indeed cured, but madam, you should know that there is no comparison between the Forgetting Curse and the Cruciatus Curse. No matter how powerful the Forgetting Curse is, It's nothing compared to an Unforgivable Curse."

"Is there really no hope?" Mrs. Longbottom pursed her lips tightly, "Frank and Alice, they were tortured crazy by four scum and lay in St. Mungo's Hospital for ten years.

They are the most courageous people I have ever met, and they didn’t say a word until the end.I'm proud of them.But...but my son doesn't even recognize me anymore. Voldemort is obviously dead, and Frank still said he wanted to celebrate. "

Mrs. Longbottom picked up the wine glass, leaned back, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Calvin watched the old woman sitting opposite wipe away the tears shed for her son and daughter-in-law.

"In addition to this, there is Neville's wand, and I also want to talk to you. As far as I know, he took it..." Calvin said.

"It's his father's wand," said Lady Longbottom. "He insists on using his father's wand to work magic."

"I think he should try another wand. The core of this wand is unicorn tail hair, and it is characterized by loyalty. Neville can't control it very well," Calvin suggested.

"I'm afraid it's of no use," the old woman said with a stern look, in a tone that said she hated iron. "Minerva mentioned to me tactfully that Neville's grades in school were not very good. He didn't do well at all. Inherit the talents of your parents.

I even doubted whether he could come to Hogwarts to attend school. I was not reassured until I received the notification letter last year. "

Calvin said gently, "Madam, you may be too harsh on Neville. In fact, I found that Neville is very talented in one or two special subjects, such as herbalism.

More importantly, Neville's poor talent may not be due to his own fault. "

Mrs. Longbottom frowned slightly, "Professor Capet, what do you mean?"

Calvin took out a pair of Thestral glasses and pushed them in front of Mrs. Longbottom, "I have some in-depth research on the soul, which is why I only know Bertha. These are Thestral glasses. After wearing them, you can see people." soul."

Mrs. Longbottom picked up her glasses and put them on, and saw a pale golden soul in Calvin's body opposite, which was very clean and pure.

"Then what does this have to do with Neville?" Mrs. Longbottom asked.

"After I put on these glasses, I saw a stain on Neville's soul, like an ink spot on the white wizard's robes.

I'm guessing that after those four Death Eaters tortured your son and daughter-in-law, they gave Neville a Forgetting Curse.He must have been a baby at the time, and a very common forgetting spell could have serious consequences. "Calvin explained.

"My God," exclaimed Mrs. Longbottom, "those damn bastards didn't even spare a baby."

Then he looked at Calvin, "Professor Capet, then. Can you cure Neville?"

"It's very difficult..." Calvin said with a hint of regret, "I have to cure Neville's parents first, and then ask them to provide their experiences when they were with Neville. Only then can I be sure to cure Neville."

"But Frank and Alice!" Mrs. Longbottom felt like the sky was falling and shouted loudly, "You can cure them, can't you, Professor Capet?"

Calvin said very apologetically: "I have to go over and see their situation to know whether I am sure. And you must be mentally prepared that you will not be able to recover."

"Yes, yes," Mrs. Longbottom woke up from her dream, "Then let's go to St. Mungo's now without further ado."