Reversal Incidents Team

The Leaky Cauldron, London.

"No." Malfoy beckoned, asking Tom to bring another glass of butterbeer to Mike Brown.

Mike looked at the mop and broom that were automatically cleaned not far away, and said absent-mindedly. "I understand, Malfoy? Right. We've all fallen in love with a woman who doesn't respond to us. Suzie was also very warm to me in the first place. I always treat her badly."

Malfoy watched the Muggle down another large glass of butterbeer, still missing the point.He had no choice but to remind again, "Mr. Brown, about the medicine you mentioned..."

"Yes, that's right. Zolpidem is a magic pill that needs a doctor's prescription." Mike seemed to be drunk again, and said vaguely.

Malfoy squinted at the Muggle, and it was torture to listen to him.

"Doctors will not prescribe this medicine for you easily. Many people save these pills and store them at home. Once something happens, they will swallow a handful and commit suicide." McBrown is still chattering.

Malfoy thought to himself that it would be easy to get the magic pill by giving the Muggle doctor a simple Confusion Charm, or knocking him out with the Flying Charm.

"When I went, I told the doctor that since Suzie left me I've been dreaming about being with her almost every night, and there's very little else to get me a good night's sleep except whiskey and Valium Way." Mike said, "What are you dreaming about?"

"Just something from the past." Malfoy replied curtly, he was already planning to give the Muggle a stunning spell, and then modify his memory to send him back to the Muggle world.

"I bet they're all related to the same girl. If I'm right, Malfoy, you're going to buy me another drink. This is so good." Mike said to Malfoy, holding an empty beer glass.

"No." Malfoy pulled out his wand.

Mike grabbed his hand unexpectedly, and said reluctantly. "You're lying, Malfoy!"

"Please let me go, Mr. Brown." Malfoy found that Mike's strength was surprisingly strong, and he couldn't break free from his restraint.Damn Muggles who only make brute force.

"Tell me what you dreamed, and I'll let you go." Mike insisted.

Malfoy could only reply, "I dreamed about things at school a few years ago, and it was a difficult time."

"What about her?" Mike asked.

"She and I are considered classmates." Malfoy said casually.

Mike's hand slowly relaxed, "You must be in love with her, just like I love Suzie. God, she was so lovely in the dream..."

"With all due respect, Mr. Brown, our situation is not the same. I am not in love with the girl who appeared in my dreams." Malfoy made up his mind not to listen to the drunken words of Muggles, and he stood up, wand aimed at Mike.

Mike looked at him and smiled. "I bet we're the same."

You Muggle what do you know.Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Brown, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, I have to send you back to the Muggle world, please forgive me." A white light from the tip of the wand hit Mike Brown's chest, and he hit him hard. He went to the bar, then tilted his body and fell on the dark wooden table.

Malfoy altered his memory to make him think he fell asleep on the street drunk.Then use Disapparation, leaving Mike Brown outside the back door of the bar where he was hungover from last night.

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Malfoy Manor.study.

Malfoy found the scene before he got on the bus from Mike Brown's memory. Obviously, Mike Brown was not alone. He got on the Knight Bus with a lady in a green scarf, and then Mike Brown fell asleep.He was alone when he got off at Diagon Alley.Malfoy lingered in Mike Brown's memory for a while, but did not find any information about the lady in the green scarf, and finally raised his head from the Pensieve.

He revised the experience dictated by Mike Brown and the nuances in his illegally obtained memory on the note, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he looked at the white medicine bottle on the corner of the table and thought.

The ornate clock on the wall only reached ten o'clock, Malfoy finally poured out a tablet from the white medicine bottle, and swallowed it suspiciously with black tea.

Then he leaned back in his chair and stared at the pattern on the wall.

1 minutes,

3 minutes,

10 minutes,

Two 10 minutes,

Malfoy suddenly felt his brain sinking, and before his consciousness left for a moment, Malfoy smiled, and he was finally able to sleep well.

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Hermione took advantage of the noon time to visit Agnes at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds with sandwiches and juice bought at the Muggle cafe she occasionally frequented.

"Hermione, dear, you are so considerate." Agnes was lying on the bed. She accidentally fell at home this morning. Fortunately, the room where she lived was full of door keys that triggered the emergency treatment of St. Mungo's Hospital , Agnes fell hard on her back, and if she hadn't grabbed the portkey, she would have been lying in her solitary room for hours.

Hermione straightened the messy bedside table for her. "Agnes, I can come off work every day to take care of you if you want."

"Honey, don't worry, the nurses in the hospital will take good care of me. You should work hard, I know they must have lost my job to you, poor girl, let Draco do the work for you ’” Agnes smiled and rejected Hermione’s offer.

Hermione didn't insist anymore. "I can handle the office work and take as much rest as I want, Agnes."

"What's wrong with Draco? Honey, I thought he was your boyfriend." Agnes asked with concern.

Hermione said, "You misunderstood, Malfoy and I are just ordinary colleagues."

"Honey, I've met a lot of wizards. You and Draco have an extraordinary connection. You always pay attention to each other. Didn't you go out to dinner together yesterday?" Agnes said.

Hermione turned her head to look at the light switch on the hospital wall.

She was silent for a little while, but Agnes was old enough to keep her concerned smile on when Hermione spoke. "I don't know, he doesn't seem to like me."

"Trust me, honey, Draco just doesn't know what he wants." Agnes reached out and covered Hermione's hand on the bedside. "He's a boy, you see all his pranks."

Hermione couldn't help laughing, she always thought Agnes didn't notice Malfoy's little prank, but she didn't expect Agnes to see anything. "yes."

"I think you should wait for Draco to figure it out, being too proactive can backfire sometimes," Agnes said again.

Hermione nodded, not mentioning that she was prepared to keep Malfoy out of sight until the Contingency Reversal Team's exchange was over.She had her pride too, and it was bad enough to have feelings for a Malfoy, but it was unimaginably worse to be rejected by Malfoy.

Agnes was a thoughtful lady, and she and Hermione talked about how quick and easy lunch was in the Muggle world.When Hermione was about to leave for work at King's Cross Station, Agnes gently instructed her. "Don't work too hard, come and see me when you are free."