Shut up, you big fat bird!, Professor Harris is embarrassed to say that you were killed!" Neville's shouting attracted the attention of many people, and some impassioned responses immediately rang out from the crowd of onlookers.

When Algi heard Neville's voice and saw that the discussion had been interrupted, he angrily scolded, "Neville, what nonsense are you talking about here! Go back to your dorm block, your grandmother and I will never allow you to learn any necromancy, this is too dangerous, it's not something we Longbottom should touch." ”

Seeing Neville's appearance of being afraid of his uncle's angry rebuke, Alan narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Algie Longbottom, I have to say, let's not mention my ancient magic class, Neville can get O excellent in addition to the herbal medicine class, only Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts can get E Liang, and most of the other courses are very bad, especially the Potions class." ”

Hearing Alan's words, Neville hung his head gloomily, and Flegg beside him held his arm worriedly, and Pomona Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff who had been encouraging Neville, looked at Eren with disapproval, but did not speak.

Alji's head slammed towards Allen: "How come our children can't judge you in turn!"

"Are you mistaken, I mean you didn't see the problem?" Allen's words made Neville's head rise, and Algi's brow on the other side furrowed, he couldn't figure out what Eren was trying to say.

"Recently, I've discovered that Neville isn't the best at practicing a spell like the Lightning series, but it's actually a little faster than many students..."Alan walked over to Neville and patted Neville on the shoulder, "So as your professor, I have some speculations. ”

Before Neville could understand what Eren was talking about, he felt his scalp tighten. He bared his teeth and couldn't help but cover his head with his hands.

"I'm going to do a divination right now, Neville, don't try to resist when you feel like you're being spied on, and let's find out the truth about your current situation. Alan pinched a few hairs that had just been plucked from Neville's head, the staff he held hung out of thin air, Ellen's hands brushed the crystal ball at the bottom of the staff, Neville's hair turned into black mist after burning and drilled into the crystal ball, and the black and white mist inside the entire crystal ball was entangled, undulating and undulating.

"Aren't we discussing an ancient magic lesson?" Paul Greengrass snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Dumbledore, don't you have any opinions?"

"If that helps Mr. Longbottom, I don't think it's a problem. Dumbledore remained calm on the sidelines, he didn't know what Alan was doing right now, but he thought it was better to let Alan try to say what was in his heart if it was just these things.

The staff hovering in mid-air suddenly fell back into Alan's hand, and he didn't have time to deal with the verbal lawsuits in the room, so he continued to cast his spell and use another difficult prophecy magic to retrace his vision, which Eren had used to probe the past in 1066 and help Muggle Tofe find his wife Judith who had been captured by the Normans.

Without Neville's resistance, Eren cast the spell and soon saw with his own eyes the more detailed things that had happened at the time point that had just been calculated, and those images and words were all known to Eren Detective.

After the discovery, Alan stood his staff on the ground, then pulled out a hookah in the shape of a raven's skull from his waist bag, snapped his fingers to make the skull glow, and then took a sharp puff on the other end of the pipe hose, and then slowly exhaled a large cloud of smoke.

The cloud of smoke twisted and swirled upward, spreading into the air above Allen's head. In such a large cloud of hazy smoke, the vision of Neville's childhood, which had just been detected by Allen's visual regression magic, was revealed in the sky.

Everyone stopped talking and looked up at the scene in the smoke.

"What do you want to do? What does what you're going to do now have to do with what our school board is going to discuss today?" Algie, who noticed the contents, hurriedly raised his wand, trying to disperse the smoke, but Alan glanced at the tip of his wand, and Alji felt that the magic power gathered by the wand in his hand was dissolved into intangible.

Hermione deliberately shouted loudly, "Mr. Longbottom, aren't you curious about Neville's problems in this regard?"

"Miss Granger, this is a board meeting, no matter what your status is in the wizarding world, but this is not the time for you to be involved, and I think this kind of pointless thing should stop. Algerie Longbottom, who was a little apprehensive because his magic had been removed, glared at Hermione: "And this pipe can easily induce the viewer if it is added with some special drugs, which was done by the first Dark Lord." ”

"Headmaster Dumbledore and so many professors here, I don't think anyone would dare to do anything in front of them. "But I'm sorry, Mr. Alger Longbottom, Mr. Neville Longbottom, what you're going to see may not be so interesting to the two of you..."

In the smoke above their heads, Algie Longbottom hung eight-year-old Neville from the upstairs window with his feet and necks up, and his wife, Ani, handed him a meringue, and as soon as Algerie missed, Neville fell, but Neville showed his magic to bounce up, flew across the garden, and fell onto the road - which also proved that Neville was not a squib, he was a magician, which made Alger not bother to pick up Neville, but held the cake in front of the window and smiled from ear to ear.

As the smoke shifted, a smaller Neville appeared high in the air, and on the docks of the Black Lake, Neville was not paying attention and was pushed down by Alji from the docks of the Black Lake. Algi left Neville struggling in the water and nearly drowned.

The wizards watching below were very surprised to see such a picture in a row, and many pure-bloods knew that this was a common way to stimulate the magic of their offspring in the pure-blood family in ancient times or to get rid of the squibs, and to use such a method that was similar to an accident to ensure that there would be no squibs in the family and disgrace the family - but now in the wizarding world, there are almost no pure-blood families who will use this method to persecute their offspring, and the more common method is to send them to the Muggle world to no longer have any more contacts.

If it weren't for the picture displayed in the sky now, even a wizard like Paul Greengrass would never have imagined that there would be someone in the Longbottom family who has always shown an image of integrity and loyalty, and there would be someone in the Longbottom family who continues this bad habit - because of his daughter's illness, Paul Greengrass loves his daughter more than the average wizard family.

Neville stared blankly at these images that had almost been left behind by him, he was too young to think about these problems, and now these memories that he regarded as accidents appeared in front of him in such a more intuitive way, even if he was dull, he was close to adulthood, and he realized that something was wrong - no wonder Uncle Algie always attacked himself when his grandmother was away, and every time he suffered an accident, his grandmother would take special care of himself after teaching his uncle a hard lesson.

Ben Bird's chubby face had narrowed into lines and looked at Algie obliquely, with contempt and disdain, although his family's reputation was not as good as that of the Longbottom family, but the Birdside family did not eliminate the bad habit of ignoring family affection such as the squib in the family.

Alan took a moment to ask, "Mr. Longbottom, is it the ancient magic class that is dangerous for Neville or is your behavior more dangerous?"

"These are my personal actions. Neville, don't blame your grandma and aunt, you should remember that they were all against me doing this, so I had to find a way to get them out of the way or try to take advantage of their absence..."Algi took a few steps forward, putting himself in a more visible position, and he straightened his coat so that every word of his voice could be heard clearly by the other wizards," But I don't regret that Neville's parents, Frank and Alice, were captured by the Death Eaters for fighting against the Mystery Man, and were unfortunately tormented by the Death Eaters with the Diamond Heart Curse. They were all very good Aurors, the only descendants of Neville. As Neville's uncle, there's no way I'll let my brother Frank's child be a discriminatory squib!"

"Algie, I don't agree with what you're doing to your nephew. Amelia Bones put her hand on the monocle she was wearing, and said in a loud, deep voice, "But, Professor Harris, what do these Longbottom family matters have to do with what we are gathered here today to discuss?"

(End of chapter)