When George Fred returned from the bathroom, he found his mother whispering something to an old lady in a green robe, a fox skin scarf, a hat with an eagle specimen on top, and a large red handbag. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them stared there, looking at what appeared to be the names of Frankloon Barton and Alice Longbottom written on the door of the ward. The two brothers glanced at each other, the Longbottom family was a well-known pure-blood family in the wizarding world of England. But it seems that this one has declined.

"Hey, ma'am, who did you just see talking to outside?"

At lunchtime, Mr. Weasley, who was off work, also came to St. Mungo's Hospital to see his son. The family eats Mrs. Weasley's lunch together. George Fred asked suddenly.

Mrs. Weasley's movements seemed to froze, and then she quickly adjusted her expression, "That's Mrs. Longbottom, a very—very strong old man. ”

George Fred hesitated slightly, "That ward, we accidentally saw the sign, is it a relative of Mrs. Longbottom?"

"Yes. Mrs. Molly Weasley looked at her husband with some concern, and Mr. Weasley put away his smiling expression and became serious.

The Weasley twins knew that when their father became serious, it must be a serious matter. The last time Mr. Weasley was so serious was when they tricked Ron into signing an unbreakable spell and was beaten hard.

"Ellis and Frank are both Ao Luo of the Ministry of Magic, they are not weak, and they are very kind to others, so they have good popularity both inside and outside the Ministry of Magic. ”

"I remember that because of my father's peculiar hobby, the usual pure-blood families looked down on us, except for the Longbottoms, who often invited me and Bill to their house. And Mrs. Longbottom—but after that—" Charlie sighed quietly.

Mr. Weasley sighed, "Maybe it's too early, you may not be old enough to know about it." Looking at the two seemingly inquisitive sons, Mr. Weasley could only go on.

"In those days, in that dark age, it was rare to see such a terrible thing, after the incident with Harry Jr., after the wreck of the mystery man, everyone fell into a carnival, most people thought that everything would pass after the mystery man was gone, and everyone was happy to find that a large number of Death Eaters began to surrender to show that they were controlled. ”

"While everyone was letting their guard down, the most vicious and cruel remnants of the Death Eaters appeared, believing that their master, the Mystery, could not have died, and they tried to find out the whereabouts of the Mystery, or, Harry, Jr., to avenge the Mystery. ”

"They took the Longbottoms...... Continued to brutally torture the Longbottoms with poison curses and heart drills until they finally broke down completely. Mr. Weasley buried his face in his hands. On the side, Mrs. Weasley seemed to have heard a whispered sob.

After a long silence, Fred asked in a low voice, "So, is Neville Longbottom, who is in the same grade as Ron, -"

"Yes, Neville is the only son of Frank and Ellis, and he is also the single descendant of the Longbottom family, he, unfortunately, saw all this with his own eyes, in order to save the collapsed Neville, with the permission of Mrs. Longbottom, the Ministry of Magic erased his memory, but after all, because Neville was a toddler at that time, the remnants of magic caused serious harm to his brain. ”

"We've heard that Neville has a poor memory and isn't talented enough in magic, is it all because—"

"Yes, Neville's memories are indeed chaotic, not only because of the spell cast by the Ministry of Magic, but also because of the body's self-protection function. Siwen looked at the two brothers who had returned from St. Mungo.

"In extreme pain, the body faints to stop receiving pain signals. Under extreme stimuli, the brain actively blocks that memory to prevent more damage. Don't mention it now," Siwen clearly knew what the two brothers were trying to say.

"Neville is no more tolerant now than he was then, and when the dispel magic for him, it will only cause the memory that has been guarded by the brain to burst through the dam in his mind like a flood, and then boom - the best outcome is probably that he lives with his parents in St. Mungo. He can only wait until he is strong enough and resolute enough to eliminate those influences by himself. ”

And the Longbottoms are the same, rashly recovering their memories is likely to make them even more devastated. ”

God, the Weasley twins looked slightly distressed, they had never thought they could do such a thing, although they knew that the mystery man and those Death Eaters were terrible, terrible beings who stop children crying at night.

For this matter, Xiwen can only say that there is a house of milk, and there is more darkness and mourning in the world.

After knowing this, George Fred tried to avoid spoofing Neville when he pranked, and it was usually some more pleasant tricks to pull Neville along. But what if there are some spoofs that need to be tested? So their little Ron became the new guinea pig, oh, and sometimes the mouse's mouse pet spotted would be fed potions or something......

At the end of the semester, as the saying goes, it's not fast to sharpen the gun, give me a week and I can master a semester and other things like that are familiar to all students, Harry, Seamus, Neville, and a group of little wizards respectfully follow the big guy Hermione, and watch the big guy draw them the key points.

"Seriously, you don't listen to any lectures during class. Little Hermione pouted, obviously as a scholar, she couldn't stand this kind of scumbag behavior.

However, Harry and Seamus and the others were talking about him in a shoddy way to avoid the topic.

"It's late, it's late. A voice came from the door of the library, and Harry said that as a scumbag, there was a more bottom-of-the-line Weasley-classmate who couldn't even call in the morning.

Ron sat down like a probe and scanned the wind and grass everywhere, obviously completely preoccupied with studying. This made Mrs. Pince on patrol express contempt.

"Hagrid~" Ron's loud voice echoed in the library, startling all the little wizards who were concentrating on their studies, and looked at him with unkind faces.

Even the huge Hagrid was startled and squinted, "Alright, Weasley little ghost, keep the library quiet." ”

"Hagrid, we've found out, we've known about Nicolame hundreds of years ago, and magic—"

"Shhhh Don't speak out. ”

Looking at Hagrid's figure leaving in a hurry, Ron was confused, "Why is Hagrid in such a hurry to leave?"

As a man of action, Hermione got up and went to the library, and after a while, slapped the basically heavy book on the table, "Hagrid just looked up, you see-"

"Types of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland", "From Hatching Eggs to Nirvana", "Guide to Raising Dragons"

"Oh my God, Hagrid is raising a dragon?!"