「…… Do you think I'm on the wrong track?" Lawrence was silent for a moment and then asked bitterly,

"It's not a matter of right or wrong, Lawrence, you know it yourself," Fleur drew her wand, and Lawrence felt a chill on her cheeks, "Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore were worried, but they gave you the book you asked for, and you promised me, you...... betrayed my trust." (Note 1)

"......" Lawrence hung his head,

"I know you're trying those dangerous shapeshifters for me, but you don't have to," Fleur whispered, "Joining the Order of the Phoenix was my own choice."

「……」

"Everyone who joins the Order of the Phoenix knows the danger we face," Fleur stood beside the bed, leaning over to help Lawrence comb his messy hair, "it's our battle."

「……」

"Do you think we're going to lose?" Fleur's hair, which had grown a little longer, fluttered on the tip of Lawrence's nose, which made Lawrence's nose itch a little.

「…… Nope."

"Or do you think we're too incompetent?"

「…... I don't think so."

"Or do we make you feel untrustworthy?"

"Nope." Lawrence uncomfortably denied,

"So...... Trust us a little more?" Fleur gently raised Lawrence's head to face her, their faces close together so they could feel each other's breath clearly,

「……」

「…… Could you please give up those dangerous transfigurations?" Fleur asked,

"Give up—" Lawrence's eyes were a little confused, his gaze drifted over Fleur's white neck, and subconsciously grabbed Fleur's arm,

The wild power in the blood began to stir, whispering softly, longing for new power, and fresh flesh and blood, shouting and protesting, trying to get Lawrence to give up such an idea,

A burst of laughter like a silver bell made Lawrence's eyes that were about to shrink into vertical pupils return to their original state, and a silver light flashed from the bottom of Fleur's eyes, it was Meiwa's magic, pulling Lawrence back from the edge of losing control, neither of them spoke, Lawrence let go of Fleur's arm, and his released palm was re-grasped by Fleur,

"I'm ......," Lawrence closed his eyes in pain, until he felt something on his shoulder,

"Please, change back to the way you were." Fleur placed her forehead on Lawrence's shoulder and pleaded softly,

"I...... Will give up." Lawrence finally gave a difficult answer.

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"Making the right decision is a good first step, right?" Dumbledore smiled and said,

"Perhaps." Lawrence couldn't deny it, he swallowed the bitter potion, which was to heal the injuries he had sustained in the duel, and he suspected that Snape had deliberately made the potion so unpalatable, but he had to praise it for being very effective,

"Severus is boiling a potion that suppresses the effects of the Transfiguration Charm." Dumbledore looked at Snape, who was standing by without saying a word, "Until then, there's only one way to suppress the dragon-blood metamorphosis that is constantly accumulating in your body."

Snape took out the silver blade with a blank face, grabbed Lawrence's arm, and slashed it neatly, Lawrence's eyes twitched, and he watched the blood gushing out like a stream flow into a basin that had been prepared for a long time,

"There are many records of wizards who died stupidly by forgetting to drink blood-replenishing potions, and there are many records in England," Snape said as he looked at Lawrence, who was pale from blood loss, "When the basin is almost full, remember to clean it yourself with the vanishing charm."

"No other way?" Lawrence's eyelids jumped, and he felt a wave of dizziness,

"Yes, if you can take your heart out," Snape replied coldly, "it would be effective in slowing the spread of dragon's blood deformation."

"Thanks, I'll be fine for now," Lawrence replied angrily, "How long is it going to take this?"

"I'll get the potions ready at noon today." Snape finished lazily and walked out of Lawrence's room,

"Mr. Fosco has just left St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries," Dumbledore said, "and he accepted our suggestion to close, uh, his ice cream parlor for the time being, and find a safe place to hide."

"Because of the attacker?" Lawrence asked, "Who is he, a Death Eater?"

"The Foscos are familiar with some information about ancient magic, and I wouldn't be surprised that they would be targeted," Dumbledore said, "but I don't think they're Death Eaters, and Voldemort doesn't want to get any attention right now."

"He said, 'For the good of eternity,' is that the motto of some society?" Lawrence asked,

"Ah, Mr. Fosco has told us this," Dumbledore said regretfully, "but I've never heard of a society with that motto in mind."

"So, do you have any other thoughts about this attacker?" Dumbledore looked at Lawrence, who was swallowing a large mouthful of blood-replenishing potion, and asked,

"He knew a lot of spells," Lawrence recalled, "and he was very fast, but he didn't do it right and it was diminished, and I thought it was his mistake at first."

"Yet?" Dumbledore listened attentively,

"I think he did it on purpose," Lawrence said, waving his wand to clear the basin of blood, and then taking another sip of the potion of blood, "I guess it's a researched way of casting spells, and he switches between attack and defense very quickly, I think it's because of the simplification of some spell casting techniques."

"A young wizard skilled in dueling," Dumbledore nodded in understanding, his head tilted in thought, Lawrence took a breakfast sandwich from a plate and didn't continue to ask.

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It was a very hot potion, and it tasted quite bad, and Lawrence resisted the urge to repulse his stomach and poured the potion into his mouth.

"You should be glad you only used a fraction of the dragon's blood for the Transfiguration Charm." Snape's expression shuddered, "As long as there are more, it will take several times longer to suppress the spell."

"How long will it take me to heal?" Lawrence asked,

"Cured? You think it's that easy?" Snape snapped, "We must suppress the power of the spell and then slowly remove it, but on the other hand, the weaker the spell, the more dangerous your situation becomes."

"Because you have foolishly changed your nature, the blood with the power of the Transfiguration will be produced from your heart in an endless stream, and when we remove the power of the Transfiguration Charm, the dragon blood that has been reactivated in your body will be incompatible with your human nature."

"Wow." Lawrence whistled, "Sounds like I'm going to blow it up all of a sudden."

"Actually, we're going to take that rejuvenated dragon's blood out of your heart," Snape said matter-of-factly, "and you should be glad that we have someone here who can help you do something that even Professor Dumbledore would be hard to do."

"What's that?"

"Hypnotize a dragon." Snape said, "It's hard to hypnotize you with normal methods, and you're now as strong as a dragon, and you're only going to get stronger with time."

"So, when are we going to start?" Lawrence asked,

"Professor McGonagall is on her way, and she'll come every hour from the moment she arrives to check on the spell inside you," Snape said, "and we'll begin to remove the spell when you're scurrying back to its original location."

"We'll have Fleur hypnotize you before performing the clearing spell." Snape said grimly, "You don't feel anything, and in the end there are only two possibilities, one is to wake up—"

"Or sleep forever." Snape's hollow eyes were fixed in Lawrence's direction, but seemed to pass him and look into Lawrence's unknown place.

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Note 1: Originally, I didn't bother to explain, but it seems that many people can't understand it.

You can dislike Fleur, but you shouldn't deny one thing, and that's that she gets angry at all.

It has nothing to do with what arrogance is, it's just a right reaction in a place where you should be angry.

It's a matter of integrity, and if anyone thinks it's not important at all, then I'm much lazier to say anything (laughs)

Not so for someone to mention Hermione...... I'm not quite sure why you see it that way, but I can tell you what I think,

First of all, the sixth and seventh episodes of the original book are great, I hope everyone has watched them,

In the sixth episode of the original book, when Hermione and Ron were not boyfriend and girlfriend, Hermione could attack Ron with a spell because of Ron's girlfriend.

In my opinion, Hermione not only swung three slaps, but also used a wand, (though if I write it, three slaps)

The specific picture, in the seventh episode of the original book, what happened when Ron and Harry returned to the tent to find Hermione after destroying the Horcrux with a sword,

Well? After reading these two original paragraphs, come and tell me that Hermione won't be like this?

Then I also respect your opinion, anyway, Harry Potter looks different in everyone's eyes,

I don't like Fleur, so I naturally have a lot of opinions about what she does.

To be clear, this whole thing is completely a mistake made by Lawrence,

Ah, Luna is the one I don't think would give Lawrence three slaps in the face, she would only tell Lawrence about her mother's experiments with spells in great detail.