Chapter 322: Memory Balls and Sprint Races
Oh, my God. β
Mrs. Hodge hurried to the grass where the two had fallen, her face as pale as Neville's.
Strictly speaking, Mrs. Hooch, who only serves as a first-year flying teacher, is not a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but a position between a staff member like Filch and a full-fledged professor like Snape.
Of course, in addition to teaching flying lessons, Lady Hooch also served as a referee for Quidditch matches at Hogwarts.
As a retired former Quidditch professional who was able to return to Hogwarts Castle as a teacher, Lady Hooch was naturally one of the best experts in the wizarding world when it came to flying, Quidditch and broomstick flying competitions.
But comparatively speaking, she is obviously much inferior in terms of magical prowess - not lame, but she is also in the upper middle position, and may not necessarily be as good as a few excellent seventh-year graduates.
"Take it easy, Mrs. Hooch...... It's just a few scrapes. β
Before Mrs. Hodge could get closer, a cute little derpy hair stood up from the grass and swayed nimbly from side to side.
Then, Elena stood up from the ground, calmly patted the dirt, grass seeds, and broom fragments on her robe, and dragged Neville up from the grass as well.
Taking advantage of this effort, she took a general look, except for some abrasions on his arms and cheeks, the biggest problem of this little fat man was that he was a little frightened too much, his legs couldn't stop trembling, and he didn't have much strength, and it was estimated that she would have to go soft as soon as she let go.
"Merlin is on top, it's good that you're all okay. Do you know how dangerous your actions were?"
After carefully looking at Elena and Neville in front of her, and confirming that the two of them were indeed fine, the nervous expression on Mrs. Hodge's face eased a little, and she stroked her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Alright, alright, isn't this okay. The situation is urgent, and I can't help it...... Hiss-"
Elena suddenly gasped and subconsciously opened the palm of her left hand.
A shocking shade of red was creeping in, as the last blow was so hard that some of the wooden thorns from the broomstick's fracture had accidentally pierced into her palmβit looked like the strengthening spell was still flawed.
When dealing with a magic item that is also driven by its own magic, will that layer of protection be negated?
"Elena, what's wrong with you?!So much blood ......"
Before Mrs. Hodge could speak, a small figure with maroon wavy hair rushed forward, and in a panic took a handkerchief from his pocket and clumsily clumsily covered the girl's wound, trying to stop the bleeding.
Looking at Hermione Granger, who suddenly rushed in front of her, Elena's face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly said.
"Wait! Hermione, don't ...... Hiss ......"
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Before Elena could finish speaking, the white handkerchief pressed directly on Elena's wound, and while pressing the wound, it also pulled the wooden thorn that was pierced inside, and the blood that was originally just flowing slowly gushed out in an instant.
β...... Don't touch my wounds, it hurts. β
Elena gasped again, shook her whole body, looked at the helpless little beaver in front of her with a desperate expression, and quickly grabbed her hand with her right hand.
"Granger, let me go, if you press it like this, the thorns inside will probably poke out of the back of my hand. Let me do it, I'll handle it myself. β
"But, so much ......blood," Hermione said with anxiety written on her face, tears rolling in her eyes.
"YOUR" [Healing Text-Sequence 2]
A soft, warm, milky white glow lit up and quickly enveloped Elena's injured palm.
Tiny wooden thorns were quickly expelled, and in less than five seconds, the wound on Elena's hand was completely healed, leaving only a light red mark and a little residual blood.
"Look, it's all right. β
Elena raised her palm, flexibly showing it to Hermione, and beckoned to the round-faced boy next to her.
"Neville, come here, I'll help you take care of the abrasions on your arms and face. β
"Big sister, thank you......"
Feeling the solid ground beneath his feet, Neville Longbottom's breathing gradually calmed down, dragging his legs, which were still a little trembling, towards Elena.
Syllable.
Neville seemed to have accidentally kicked something, and a round ball of glass gurgled out of the grass, filling it with white smoke that glistened in the sunlight.
"This is...... Memory balls?"
Elena bent down with some curiosity, picked up the glass ball, and tossed it in her hand rather curiously.
"Well, grandma knows that I always have no memory, so she sent it to me. β
Neville nodded helplessly, scratching his cheek and explaining with some embarrassment.
"Just hold it tightly, and if it turns red, it means you've forgotten something. But grandma is also a little confused...... Now that I've forgotten it, how can I still remember it. β
"Is that so?"
Elena clenched the memory ball in her hand with interest, thinking back to what had happened since the weekend morning, and breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the white glass beads that had not changed at all.
It seems that the worst did not happen...... Otherwise, she may have to seriously consider the nuclear leveling plan.
Throwing the orb back to Neville, Elena smiled and shook her head.
"Longbottom, your grandmother must be a great wizard. The purpose of the memory ball she gave you, I don't think it really wants you to remember anything - the deeper purpose may be to let you know that you are still yourself. β
"Huh?" Neville scrambled to take the orb of memory, blinking in confusion.
"If you have time, you can go to the library and look at the measures taken by people to deal with the Forgetting Charm and the Memory Modification Charm during the Wizarding Wars, and it was at that time that the memory balls began to appear. β
Elena smiled slightly, memory is the most precious and fragile existence.
During the previous Wizarding Wars, with the widespread use of memory magic and the Imperius Charm, the Memory Orb became even more important - it may not protect you from spell damage, but it will at least let you know if you have been spelled.
This was something she had stumbled upon in a corner of a book when she was inquiring about the origins of the Age of Magic, and later when she asked Grindelwald, she got the same reply.
"Or, eldest sister, I'll give this to ......"
Neville nodded as if he didn't understand, and handed the memory ball forward in his hand, and in his instincts, it seemed that Elena's eldest sister liked this thing.
"Elena Kaslana!"
At this moment, an anxious voice came from the direction of the castle gate.
The students subconsciously turned their heads, only to see Professor McGonagall running towards them with her robes in her hand.
She was followed by Professor Sprout, who was also out of breath, and the bearded Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Otto Apocalisβas if it were a sprint race between professors.
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