[HP] Sickness and Medicine

He took a few steps forward, waved his wand a few times, picked up the clothes on the ground, and covered Dolores: "You don't need the Imperius Curse to wear clothes, do you?"

Dolores glanced at her timidly, without caring about anything else, she first grabbed the large cloak to wrap herself.She tried to get up, but the painful sit bones dragged her back, making her hard work futile.

"Mitchell—" Severus knelt down beside her, "Did you really want to die just now?"

"You, did you see it?" Dolores' face paled instantly, and it was hard for him to imagine her ugliness in full view.

"What about before?" Severus asked persistently, "Is everything you said true?"

Dolores lowered her head hastily, her hands clenched her clothes tightly, but she couldn't reply dumbly.

"Then I saw it for myself, and it just fits our original intention of using you to practice hands." Severus pointed his wand at her as he said: "Legiliency!"

Dolores, who was in doubt, didn't know what memory he had picked up from her mind. After a while, he frowned and complained: "So you are the one who secretly gave snacks to others? It's so unnecessary! I'll teach those people a lesson. They deserve it, I did nothing wrong! Why do you apologize for me!"

He was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind: "I can't let you meddle in other people's business anymore, and you don't follow me anymore. No matter what you say... is true or false, I can't accept you. It's useless to keep this feeling, I will erase your special memory of me, and when you stop paying attention to me, there will be no more trouble."

Dolores couldn't tell whether the trouble he mentioned meant hers or his, but no matter how shy she was in front of him, she didn't want to be erased by him arbitrarily.However, her fierce resistance was not worth mentioning in his eyes.He suppressed her movements with one hand, and said a spell to her with the other: "Forget everything!"

In the green light, Dolores's mind went blank for a moment, and then fell into the boundless darkness.When she opened her eyes again, she found herself sitting in the empty cellar corridor, a deep chill rushed straight to her chest from the wet and cold floor tiles.

She shivered, uncomfortable and confused, and was about to get up when she felt a sharp pain in her sit bones.She grabbed the collar, took a few breaths, and rested for a while, then slowly got up from the ground, straightened the crooked skirt, bent over and limped upstairs, and went to the school hospital for help.

The castle was still brightly lit, but at the end of the stairs, it became brighter and brighter, and then the light and shadow were distorted, turning into a blank wall.Dolores blinked, remembering that she was lying in St. Mungo's hospital bed.

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"Albus, thank you—" Dolores sat up carefully with the support of the bed.

"No, I should say I'm sorry." Dumbledore shook his head and reached out to help her: "I'm sorry to let you go through this in school."

"How can I make you apologize?" Dolores smiled slightly: "No matter how great a good person is, he can't make everyone in the world be kind. You are just the principal. You have nothing to do. You can teach them for a while, but you don’t have to be responsible for the character and conduct that will affect them for a lifetime.”

"Then I should also say thank you." Dumbledore didn't dwell on this topic: "But I just wanted to understand why I think your surname is familiar. Baird Mitchell was your father in the previous life, right?"

"Yes. He's an Auror, and you may have seen him."

"Not only because he's an Auror. There's one thing you probably haven't known."

"What... what?" Dolores asked softly.She faintly had a premonition that was neither good nor bad, and an indescribable uneasiness grew in her heart.

"When the Death Eaters lost power for the first time, the Ministry of Magic was going to be liquidated. Severus had my guarantee and was not imprisoned. Even so, he still had to go through a Wizengamot trial. In court, The first person to support me and speak well for Severus, surnamed Kusden, Muggle-born, persecuted by Death Eaters, was saved by Baird."

"What causal connection is there?"

"After the court closed, I took Severus and met Baird in the corridor. He was standing with Cusden. After meeting us, Baird took the initiative to thank Severus for his past experience. Come forward and stop you when you are being bullied."

"I don't understand?" Dolores tilted her head to express her puzzlement: "How did father misunderstand? After I lost that memory, I couldn't tell him myself." Moreover, the relationship between their father and daughter has never been so close. Enough to communicate on campus daily.

Dumbledore replied while deliberating: "Compared with the original memory restored by you, I guess he accidentally saw part of it from the other two parties, which is probably the scene after Severus left and returned. Oh Don't get me wrong, Baird, as an Auror, doesn't use Legilimency on criminals at will, but before the Death Eaters tracked down the boy who was prophesied, they used this spell abusively. Death Eaters often use humiliating means to lower the defense of their opponents If Baird resists with the armor curse, it is easy to peep at the memory of the enemy. We cannot say that the final result is a misunderstanding. After all, without Severus, Mulciber and Avery would have done it Even more."

Dolores nodded, approved his speculation, and heard him ask again: "Do you want to restore other memories? According to what Severus said, he changed not only this paragraph."

"No need for now." Her eyes fell on the subtle tired look between his brows and eyes: "With this memory, I will no longer be misled by Severus' vicious words. Albus, it is already very It's late, go back and rest! Thank you so much tonight!"

"That's fine." Dumbledore readily agreed, "You can do what you want. Then I'm leaving, and you should also pay attention to rest. Good night!"

After Dumbledore left, Dolores blew out the candle, lay down again, closed her eyes, and carefully sorted out her memories to find out which ones might have been tampered with by Severus.

The most obvious of these was undoubtedly the matter that the young Severus had just mentioned, that she secretly delivered snacks.In her current cognition, she didn't persist until the fifth grade and stopped until he found out, but as early as the second grade, she didn't give it a few times, and she noticed once and for all that the cake and snacks she gave, No one accepted it all the time, and they were all ruined out of style like venting their anger, and they ended up in the trash can.Such a discovery made her sincerely discouraged, and she even lost interest in baking.Added to this are her memories of their meager studies together, and the stalking behavior that his companions would call "followers".

Erasing and modifying her memory, Severus' spell worked so well that even her rebirth couldn't break it.But at the same time, he also failed because his ultimate goal was not achieved.She may not remember exactly how she fell in love with him after that, but her infatuation has never been shaken even after reincarnation.

Dolores wiped her tears and smiled in the dark.Severus really didn't understand love.Love is an abstract feeling, memory is a tangible experience, how can the two be equated?He hoped to erase her feelings for him by erasing his memory, but he was doomed to fail.

In the afternoon of the next day, Dolores returned home accompanied by Myron, and continued her pregnancy life.After this incident, Dumbledore stopped talking about what happened to the child's father, and only occasionally revealed to her one or two things about Severus, and instead of him, reported to the mother and child that they were safe.

In the warm and cold March in southern England, on an ordinary night, Dolores was sitting in the living room reading a book, when a flame exploded in mid-air, and she fell onto the sofa alone.Dolores was taken aback, and quickly grabbed the wand at hand. If she hadn't seen the dying Phoenix Fox on the chest of the uninvited guest, she would have cast a few spells there just in case.

"You are—" She looked at the other's aging face, and a crazy and reasonable guess came to her mind.

The old man on the sofa reluctantly surveyed the environment, glanced at her again, then tilted his head and lost consciousness.

Dumbledore came quickly, and when he saw this man, he first sighed, picked up the phoenix from his arms, and brought him back to the room.When he turned back, Dolores asked straight to the point, "This is Grindelwald, isn't it?"

"Yes." Dumbledore bent down and straightened his sleeping position for him: "You tell me that he will encounter a murderous disaster. I think he has been imprisoned for many years, which is regarded as atonement, so he will not die. At the end of February I went to Nurmengard and left Fox to him. I don't know how he communicated with Fox, but he chose to stay here."

"What's wrong with him now?"

"Let me see—oh, although Fox helped him block the death curse, he was affected by the aftermath. Just like you before, his soul was impacted. When he wakes up, he can rest for a while."

"That can't keep him in the living room." Dolores stood up on the sofa: "I'll make a room for him, so that my dad won't see it when he wakes up tomorrow morning."

"As an uninvited guest, how could he hide it from Myron?" Dumbledore waved his hand: "Don't worry about it tonight, let him lie here first. Tomorrow morning Myron will ask, and I will say An old friend who came to lodge. He is so old now that few people would recognize him."

"Okay." Dolores didn't object, but she had a premonition that there would be another person in the family.Knowing that Dumbledore is not dead, Grindelwald, who also escaped from feigning death, came to England and did not see him under the nose. After all, she could not be completely relieved.

"Lola, I have to borrow another bottle of shrinking potion you brewed." Dumbledore showed helplessness: "Fawkes just passed nirvana, so I can't take me directly to Nurmengard, I have to change my image, use the international