Alice and Frank on the hospital bed had no idea what they were about to go through, bathed in starlight, but they were trapped in a nightmare, their withered faces slightly distorted.

"Show me the memories you've gathered, Headmaster Dumbledore."

In the gloomy room, Dumbledore waved his wand, and a shallow stone basin carved with 'real magic script' appeared in front of Amosta, and the silver substance that the stone basin carried was like liquid and gas, almost overflowing the basin, and under the effect of mysterious magic, they were still bound in the stone basin, and spun soothingly.

"You've already combed it?"

Amosta looked at the meditation basin that illuminated the gloomy ward, and was slightly surprised, it was indeed very easy to cooperate with a wizard of the same level as himself,

"Looks like there's no problem."

Amosta nodded, looking at Dumbledore's intently listening face,

"It's mainly divided into two steps, Headmaster Dumbledore, the first step, you already know, we need to clear the memories of evil thoughts and evil magic in the Longbottoms' mental world completely cleared, and there is no way to retrieve it, this is not just a superficial memory cleaning like the Forgetting Charm, but going deep into the mental world to erase everything."

Amosta said solemnly,

"That's why I need your help, Headmaster Dumbledore, I tried to purify the Muggle's mind with pure magic, but it didn't work, the Heart Drill Charm is one of the 'soul magic', and the evil thoughts and magic it contains must be eliminated with the power of a higher dimension.

And using the power of the soul source is not something I can do, I don't cross that barrier like you, just because the research based on the 'blood spell' has allowed me to find some 'tricks' to trigger the power of the soul source. ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, just lifted his sleeve again.

"Step 2"

Amosta glanced at the meditation basin on the ground between the two beds,

Of course, it is not so simple to give them those memories, it is not that it is necessary to pour memories into their brains, and to use the soul itself to understand the personality. I can't explain it very clearly, Headmaster Dumbledore, this is the unfinished realm of magic, anyway, you'll see. ”

Dumbledore's experience in magic was so deep that he didn't have to explain it to fully understand his thoughts, and how to do it.

"I'm looking forward to it." Dumbledore nodded, "So. Can we get started? ”

"I'll 'deal with' Frank, Alice will leave it to you."

Amosta said, and then, the two of them went to the Longbottoms' bedside, and after a solemn look with Dumbledore, Amosta stared at Frank's closed eyes.

Suddenly, the quiet ward seemed to move from St. Mungo's inpatient department to the stormy sea, and in the void, the magic roared from the violent changes, and the walls of the ward continued to ripple like rain falling on the surface of the water as if they had been hit, and countless small lightning bolts flashed beside Amosta and Dumbledore.

Click!

From time to time, small thunderbolts around the two of them burst out in all directions, and the almost destroyed ward except for the meditation basin and the two hospital beds of the sheltered were unharmed.

Almost at the same time, Amosta's sharp eyes shone brightly, and the purple glow that bloomed like a substance occupied half of the space in the ward, and on the other side, the majesty exuded by Dumbledore's body almost made the space vibrate, and he continued to move around his wrist smoothly, and the gradually blazing clear light of his body was pouring into Alice's body.

Whoop -

As if through a curtain of water, the rumbling sound in the hospital room was far away from his ears, and Amosta had already appeared in Frank Longbottom's mental world.

It's an ocean that's about to dry up!

When Amosta looked down and saw the sea of mind beneath him, his heart was filled with realization.

In the depths of the sky, the fireballs of thunder and lightning wrapped in pitch-black thunder and lightning like meteorites outside the sky sank into the sea with a breath of destruction, and each bombardment made the sea of hearts set off monstrous waves, but those evil fireballs did not immediately extinguish, but suspended above the water, evaporating the 'seawater' with anger.

The waters of the Sea of Mind are not willing to disappear, they are surging and slamming those fireballs into the bottom of the sea, paying a huge price for their own annihilation to make a 'fireball' disappear.

This is probably why Frank Longbottom's temperament changed so much after his injury!

Amosta looked around, gazing at the fierce world of anger and evil thoughts, and mourned in silence that he was about to purify this place and destroy the remnants of Frank Longbottom's personality.

"Say goodbye to the past, Frank. But you're going to have a new lease of life. ”

Amosta groaned, and then, his figure faded into obscurity, vanishing completely.

When Amosta disappeared, Frank's turbulent mental world suddenly fell into an even more violent shaking, as if a behemoth was about to descend here, and its own 'gravity' was shaking everything.

As if the heavens and the earth had just opened, and over the sea of the soul that was about to dry up, a little pure white light appeared, the light was not blazing, but extremely gentle, but this caused the fear of all the things that originally existed in the spiritual world!

The ominous canopy of heaven stirred, and every second, several fireballs squeezed out of the void with a whistling sharp sound, and instead of rushing towards the ocean, these fireballs surged towards the newborn milky white halo suspended in mid-air. At the same time, the sea of souls floating with fire also surged, and a more magnificent wave surged into the sky, overwhelming the halo!

But, just as Amosta first entered Pastore's psychic world.

Spiritual power and magic alone cannot eradicate the evil thoughts that have ravaged the spiritual world and have polluted the surface of the soul, and these evil thoughts that are blended with memories cannot interfere with the higher level of power.

And the sea of minds, which is afraid of disappearing, and acts spontaneously, cannot interfere either!

The sight of the collapse of heaven and earth shook the spiritual world, trying to erase the white halo that seemed to exist in another world, but it was useless at all, and the halo continued to grow, from the nascent point of light to the moon-like disk.

And within the opalescent aperture is one.

It is difficult to describe Amosta's form at this time, he is no longer in human form, but composed of substantial light, a small golden snake with black and white wings on its back, and a head like a dragon and a snake.

Snakes.

He seems to be in the same form as his Patronus, a magical animal from the mysterious East, with great power, but now extinct.

Slowly, Amosta opened his purple eyes, and he twisted his body. It's quite unnatural, although it's the second time, but he still doesn't get used to this appearance, and it's very difficult to control.

After a long and arduous attempt in the mental world without the concept of time, Amosta finally stretched his curled body completely, and he stared at a mental world like the end of the world, with no waves in his pure purple pupils, a kind of calm that would not be shaken until the end of life.

Call.

The beetle flapped its wings, and an invisible but textured air flow emerged, and the fireballs and oceans that swept by it, and even the dull color of the space itself completely disappeared, turning into a flawless white. It's like an eraser running over a blank piece of paper with pencil drawings.

This air flow was so tenacious, it quickly traveled through every space of the boundless spiritual world, and everywhere it passed, everything was purified, everything was gone, and the dim world was almost visible to the naked eye.

But this seemed to be a great drain on Amosta, and his body curled up again, his flawless purple eyes flashing with tiredness, and even yawning.

At the same time, his body was blurring, as if he couldn't wait to fall into a deep sleep.

After the last trace of dust in this clean and immaculate spiritual world dissipated, the beetle snake disappeared, and Amosta, who was in the ward, also opened his eyes.

(End of chapter)