Chapter Seventy-Two: Memory Simulation and Patronus Charm

Jon Hart quickly settled into his new life starting on Charing Cross.

No longer having to hide his wand in the innermost part of his suitcase, he experimented with several different spells on day one...... Not surprisingly, the staff of the Division for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic did not hear from him, let alone the Aurors.

Every day, he closes the doors and windows of his room, draws the curtains, and hangs a "DNDST" sign (do not disturb) on the door.

Usually at dusk, he would drink the polyjuice potion, hide the "magic supplies" in the backpack he bought more than a month ago with a lot of internal space, and then ask the waiter to come in and tidy up the room.

Sometimes in the morning, he would go to the Leaky Cauldron for breakfast in the form of "Anduin-Urien".

At the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, there is a news clip cut out of the Daily Prophet:

The Ministry of Magic confirmed today that Blake is still on the run.

Ciris Black, who is believed to be the most notorious of the prisoners who ever spent time in Azkaban Castle, remains unapprehended.

"We are working to recapture Black," Secretary of Magic Cornelius Fudge said this morning, "We ask the wizarding community to remain calm. ”

Some members of the International Confederation of Wizards had criticized Fudge for not informing the Muggle Prime Minister of Connelly Black's fugitive.

Underneath this news, there is also a crooked line of words:

"The Auror Command has put forward a bounty of 3,000 Galleons for Siris Black. ”

3,000 Galleons was not a small amount, and it almost made Jon feel a little excited......

While having breakfast at the Leaky Cauldron, Jon would be there quietly, observing the other wizards:

For example, there was a little witch from the countryside who came here to spend the whole day shopping, a few chubby wizards arguing over an article in Transfiguration Today, a sly leprechaun, a comical-looking dwarf, and even a ghost with a broken left arm floating quietly in his right hand.

Acquaintances can also be seen a lot.

For example, Hannah Abbott, who shows up every morning to clean up at the Leaky Cauldron, once saw the tall, clumsy-looking Slytherin girl named Madeleine Yaxley, who seemed to be pulled into Diagon Alley with her mother, who was scolded by her mother, and of course, Harry Potter, who was taken into the Leaky Cauldron one night in early August by Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic, and has been staying there ever since August.

Of course, there is no doubt that none of these "acquaintances" will recognize Jon, and they all think that Jon is nothing more than an American wizard who has come to London for a tour.

Of course, in addition to asking for information and buying necessary things, Jon also minimizes his visits to the Leaky Cauldron or Diagon Alley as much as possible...... After all, the Leaky Cauldron Bar is no bigger than Hogwarts, and there are many people in the wizarding world, so it would be bad if he met a powerful wizard who showed him through.

......

For most of August, Jon was huddled in the inn on Charing Cross, practicing magic with mice.

Every evening, he would kill several dying mice using cervical dislocation, then wrap them in plastic bags and throw them in trash. And every week or so, he would go to Diagon Alley again to buy a new batch of mice.

The witch in the "Fantastic Zoo" shop was getting a little tired of him.

"Do you Americans have a habit of eating a few mice a day before bed?" she said with some bitter sarcasm.

"Yes, you know!" Jon nodded earnestly, "We all remove the head and tail and eat it raw, chicken-flavored, crunchy chewy!"

Seeing the witch's expression about to vomit, Jon smiled and walked away.

It took Jon more than half a month to go through most of the contents of the third year, and reviewed the disarming charm, petrification charm, and eye disease charm he had learned before......

The latter two spells worked well against both werewolves and giant dogs, and with his time of practice, he was able to ensure that his spells would hit accurately (though only just in case) even if he encountered a fleeing rat.

The problems are still the same as before...... Even after 10,000 attempts to cast the Patronus Charm, nothing changed at the tip of the wand.

He even took out all the memories of breastfeeding.

"Could it be that in this life, I am destined to have no relationship with the guardian spirit?" Sometimes, he thought almost pessimistically.

In this case, he only had one way left, the one he had thought of a long time ago.

Since you can't find a truly happy memory, you can only make a memory!

The white paper that Gilderoy Lockhart left to himself completely describes how to forge a memory and delete it.

However, it is very risky to do so, and you must know that using the "Forgetting Charm" on yourself can be dangerous if you are not careful.

However, the deletion of small memories can be said to be the simplest part of the "Oblivion Curse".

The point is that there is no other way, he has tried almost any memory he has, and in the case of all failures, he can only take such a risky method...... And just add a memory, and even if something goes wrong, just delete it.

The good news is that during this time, he has tried "Obliviate" on dozens of mice, and there have been almost no cases of the spell getting out of control or failing, and the use of this spell is already relatively proficient.

But rats don't give themselves enough feedback......

So we have to try it further.

......

That afternoon, Jon drank a small bottle of Polyjuice Potion as usual, and became an American figure of "Anduin-Ureon".

The waiter at the hotel, as usual, arrived on time.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wryon!" she greeted.

"Hello, ma'am!" Jon said, retreating to the door, making way for her and her cart.

"I'm sorry!" he muttered to himself, quietly raising his wand as the waiter turned his back to help him clean up the sheets.

"Obliviate!" he muttered softly.

A tiny silver thread appeared on the tip of the bamboo wand, and then connected to the waitress's brain...... The other party did not react.

"Did it work?" After the silver wire was gone, Jon withdrew his wand and walked over.

He took out an old watch from his pocket (the one he used before Christmas last year) and said, "Madame almost forgot, I promised you yesterday that I would give this to you." ”

"Yes!" the waitress suddenly realized, "I remember, Mr. Wrynn...... You told me yesterday afternoon that you bought a watch last year and you were going to give me an old watch. ”

She happily took the mechanical watch from Jon's hand.

Jon breathed a sigh of relief...... There was no problem with the spell, the attempt was successful!

He barely said anything to the waiter when he came to clean the room yesterday afternoon, a memory that he had just forced into the other's mind through the Forgetting Charm.

Over the next two days, Jon tried several more memory spells on ordinary people.

All he added were inconsequential memories, such as:

"This morning I met a spotted cat with eyes that looked like glasses. ”

"Yesterday at noon, I saw a fierce big black dog, chasing mice. ”

"And last night, I almost hit the nose of a white-bearded old man with half-moon glasses. ”

......

After several successful attempts on people, Jon felt that the memory spell could be used on himself.

On the last night of mid-August, Jon eats several chocolates to refill his stamina, and takes a small sip of the "Warrior Potion" (which makes it easier for wizards to cast spells for a short time, but has debilitating side effects later).

After thinking about it for a while, after confirming that all risks have been discharged...... He pointed his wand to his head, took a deep breath, and whispered:

"Obliviate!"

He simulated the memories used by Harry Potter when he successfully released the Patronus.

"His name is Harry Potter, a child who is abused by his aunt and uncle every day and bullied by his cousin...... But one day, one of them told him that he was a wizard, a wizard who was very famous in the wizarding world, and that he could leave the Dursleys and go to Hogwarts......"

The memory simulation went very smoothly without any problems.

Next, Jon raised his wand again and aimed it at the open space of the room:

"Expecto patronum!"

Strands of silver sprang out one after another from the tip of the wand, coalescing into a cloud of gas...... But that's all, a cloudy silver aura hovered in front of Jon.

"Successful attempt!" Jon shouted with some excitement.

Even though it didn't summon a true Patronus (even if it wasn't clear), the silver aura could at best intimidate the Dementors...... But this was his first successful attempt!

You must know that more than half a year has passed since the beginning of practicing the Patronus Charm.

After eating a few pieces of chocolate, Jon patiently began to analyze the reason why his "Patronus Charm" was so weak:

On the one hand, after all, his parents are there, and he has no sister and a house, so he can't empathize with the real Harry Potter.

On the other hand, this memory is completely alien to the other memories in my mind, and although it is "happy", it lacks authenticity.

It can't be helped...... You have to know where you have your hands and feet, but your own memory.

What if it's too real, leading to the illusion of truth and affecting yourself?

Therefore, there must be a certain degree of resolution.

......

After resting for a few minutes, Jon decided to continue.

Next, he needs to simulate a truly "happy" memory and summon a more complete Patronus!

Jon took another deep breath, then pointed his wand to his head:

"Obliviate!"