HP Magic Biography

　　 Fanlin was pale and stood beside his grandmother. Since seeing the phantom in the main hall that day, Fanlin had fallen into a long coma.

　　 This made Fanlin had to stay in China until the beginning of Hogwarts.

　　 Even so, Fanlin's body and spirit have not been completely adjusted.

　　 According to Fanlin’s grandmother’s judgment, Fanlin’s situation is due to the huge impact of external spiritual energy on Fanlin’s sea of ​​consciousness.

　　 After extracting most of the spiritual energy, the remaining energy is still constantly impacting Fanlin's spiritual power.

　　 This is the reason why Fanlin has been unconscious.

　　 However, this experience also brought some benefits to Fanlin.

　　 That is the magic storage space of Fanlin has been expanded a bit. Although this is dangerous, it is also very unstable. However, Fanlin's situation gradually stabilized under Nangong Yun's crazy drug offensive, but the time of this holiday was so wasteful.

　　 "Can you do it now?" Nangong Yun looked at Fanlin worriedly, Fanlin's pale face was very distressed.

　　 "Grandma, I'm fine!" Fanlin smiled, and finally it was the beginning of school. Originally, she and Hermione had an appointment to go to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies.

　　 As a result, due to physical reasons, he unilaterally and completely disconnected. When he thought of the letters in the suitcase, Fanlin felt a very headache.

　　 "Well, if there is something wrong, please tell me immediately. Let's go to Abs now." Nangong Yun held Fanlin's hand.

　　 When he was unconscious and awake, Fanlin was too weak to move such a long distance in space.

　　 The two stood at the gate of Jiuxian Xuegong. The magic circle on the ground suddenly burst out with dazzling white light. When the light dissipated, Fanlin and Nangongyun had disappeared.

"Hey..." Zhao Ling ran over from the side, and she wanted to follow along, but because Nangong Yun had prepared the magic circle in advance, she didn't need to be so troublesome at all. At the moment when the formation was activated, the two of them Have left here.

　　 "Really, I didn't even bring me, and see how you come again next time, how this lady will clean up you......"

　　 After a grotesque moment, Fanlin returned to the familiar place. Since the Hogwarts Express has not arrived, the school is still empty.

　　 "Abs!" Nangongyun nodded to Dengbuliduo, then looked at Fanlin with concern.

　　 "Nangong, you personally sent Mr. Fanlin Aier back, this is really..." Dengbriduo smiled and shook his head.

　　 "I don't think that as a grandmother, there is nothing wrong with sending my grandson to school in person." Nangongyun said without hesitation.

　　 "Hehe, you're still the same Nangong. Just like your father." Dengbuli smiled, and with a light finger, Fanlin's box disappeared on the ground.

　　 "Abs, Fanfan will ask you. As you know, few people in China are good at spiritual things. Therefore, if Fanlin has suffered a mental shock, I will trouble you."

　　 Nangong Yun frowned, "Although I really want to stay..."

　　 "It doesn't matter, grandma, I think you can go back, I have no problem here." Fanlin waved his hand quickly.

　　 "Damn it, those old guys can't stop some." Thinking of the mess of the Ministry of Magic and the unreasonable veteran families, Nangong Yun had a headache.

　　 "I should go back, goodbye, Abth."

"Bon Voyage!"

　　 "Goodbye, grandma."

　　 Nangong Yun lowered his head and kissed Fanlin's forehead. Fanlin stepped back two steps. With the flash of white light, there were only two people left in the courtyard, Dumbledore and Fanlin.

　　 "Come in, let's talk to my office if we have anything."

　　 Dengbriduo tilted his head and motioned for Fanlin to follow.

　　……

　　 "Oh? So, it was the murderer named Mi that caused you a mental shock?" Dengbrido looked at Fanlin playfully.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, in fact...I don't really believe in this matter, but I don't know how to describe it." Fanlin was a little flustered, even though it was in the magical world, for the current magic In terms of the current state of the world and the data that can be verified, the kind of fierce beast that destroys the world is very illusory.

"Don't be so nervous, Mr. Fanlin, are you saying that you had a magical dream the night before you were attacked? If you don't mind, should I see it?" Dumbledore smiled kindly With.

　　 "Oh, of course." Fanlin said, "But, how can you see it? In white magic, there seems to be no magic that can show memory to others."

　　 "It's so hard...Is it necessary to use black magic?"

　　 "No, of course not." Dumbledore smiled heartily: "That is something prohibited by the Ministry of Magic, isn't it, Mr. Fanlin."

　　 Fanlin nodded, and Dumbledore continued: "I think, if I use black magic on you, Nangong will definitely fight with me."

　　 "Then, how do I show my memory to you?"

　　 "Just use this."

　　 Dengbuli waved his hand, and a wall next to the glass cabinet where all kinds of merits were originally placed cracked in the middle, and a stone basin flew out of it, just suspended in the air.

　　 It was a flat stone plate, and on it, there was a liquid similar to mercury reflecting a strange luster.

　　 "What is this?" Fanlin gently rubbed the edge of the stone plate with his hand, and the side raised ~www.readwn.com~Unsurprisingly, this was an ancient alchemy product.

　　 "This is the meditation basin..." Dumbledore touched the mercury-like liquid in the meditation basin.

　　 "This thing is very useful for those of us who are older and have a lot of stuff in their heads."

　　 "This, can this allude to a person's memory?" Fanlin looked at the stone plate in front of him uncertainly.

"Yes, Mr. Fanlin." Dengbriduo blinked at Fanlin, "but you are only half right. The **** is not that advanced, and it can directly reflect the memories deep in people's hearts. "

　　 said Dumbledore took out his wand and pressed the tip of the wand against his temple.

　　 "Like this." A faint silver light flickered from the tip of the magic wand, and as Dumbledore's arm moved outward, a glittering silver thread was pulled out of Dumbledore's mind.

　　 Looking at the crystal clear liquid at the tip of the wand, Fanlin felt very confused.

"this is?"

　　 "This is a memory, Mr. Fanlin. You know, there are many things that elderly people like us can't remember clearly, but the memory still exists in the mind."

　　 Dumbledore shook the silver liquid into the meditation basin, and the originally calm liquid surface instantly raged, and the memory was like a drop of ink, showing a black state, completely melted away in the meditation basin.

　　 "He can help me review the past, or clear my memory." Dengbriduo beckoned.

　　 "Come on, I think you will like this memory very much."

　　 Fanlin looked at the meditation basin uncertainly, but nothing happened, until Dumbledore gently tapped his head with his finger, and Fanlin plunged into the basin.