From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

Transfiguration Professor's Office.

Sivan was holding a stack of notes he had written while reading and asked Dumbledore questions about alchemy.

"Look at this symbol, are you sure it is an ancient rune?" Dumbledore tapped a place in Sivan's notes with his slender index finger, then frowned and looked at Sivan and asked.

Xiwen took a closer look and saw a conspicuous small seal among the neat runic characters. However, he had not noticed it at all after reading it so many times!

"Mr. Rosier, I have to say that your recent state is somewhat worrying." Dumbledore said.

"I think maybe you put too much pressure on yourself. The book list I gave you is enough for some senior wizards to read for a semester, but you have read them all in less than two months. I'm afraid that

It’s a huge burden on your spirit.”

Xiwen nodded with some frustration.

This kind of low-level mistake has appeared for the third time in recent times. However, he knew very well that he was not under much mental pressure at all. The existence of the soul body, the ghost Xiwen, was like a cheating function, so that

His reading efficiency can be much faster than others, not to mention that this cheating device does not require eating and sleeping.

But his poor state during this period was also obvious. His proud memory made countless mistakes in a week.

The most impressive time was in the herbal medicine class. Professor Essad asked him a routine question and he got up to give a demonstration. However, he actually forgot about the simple method of dealing with devil's net. It was obvious that the lighting spell could solve the problem, but he directly

He took out a knife and cut it fiercely, cutting the vine into two sections.

Professor Essad was very angry and asked him if he was deliberately looking for trouble. After Sivan refused to admit it, he felt that he dared to do it, so he was disappointed and deducted 20 points from Slytherin. This herbal medicine class could not continue.

, turned into self-study. Professor Essad has been sadly rescuing the poor devil's net that was broken in half.

"You finally couldn't stand it anymore?" Mobley came over and asked. "If I was stared at and asked questions in every class, I might have done this earlier than you."

Xiwen just shook his head in confusion and said: "I really forgot how to deal with the devil's net."

Mobley and Abraxas both looked at him with disbelief, and even Gomez and Elsiona looked over in surprise.

"Tell us your conscience, do you believe what you say?" Abu said, poking at his heart.

"Everyone knows that you have a good memory and work hard. Even we can't remember this simple knowledge wrong, let alone you!" Mobley agreed.

Xiwen was even more confused. He looked at the wand in his hand and didn't know what was wrong.

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"You mean your memory has been very abnormal recently?" Dumbledore asked with a frown. "What kind of abnormality?"

"Yes, it is indeed abnormal." Xiwen nodded, trying to recall the abnormality during this period of time. "It seems that the problem with my memory is not memory loss. I can still read books and search for information very fast. But there are

Sometimes I forget a certain point of knowledge very suddenly.”

"Did you just suddenly forget?" Dumbledore's expression became serious.

"Maybe... I got confused with something. Last week, I mistook a crucible for Abu and they all said I was weird..." Sivan looked at Dumbledore, only to find that he raised his hand to her.

Got the wand.

"Professor?" Xiwen subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he felt a heavy pressure on his shoulders, making him unable to move at all.

"Fiem!" Dumbledore's wand shot out a white light and hit Sivan.

Xiwen immediately felt as if something had been untied, and his brain instantly became clear.

"Huh-huh-" He took a few deep breaths, like a drowning man who had just been saved.

"How do you feel?" Dumbledore asked.

"That's terrible, Professor." Xiwen gasped and smiled bitterly. "Am I under a confusion spell?"

Dumbledore nodded and said: "I'm afraid that's the case, and it's probably been going on for a long time, otherwise it shouldn't be so obvious."

Sivan slumped on the armchair in front of Dumbledore's desk, with a lifeless expression on his face.

"Oh my god, how many stupid things have I done during this time! I can't see anyone anymore——"

"Mr. Rosier, I think now is not the time to dwell on how many stupid things you have done." Dumbledore said with a bit of laughter. "What is more important now is that you should think about who cast the curse on you and who cast the curse on you."

When did it start?"

He analyzed the specific details of the spell he cast for Xiwen: "The person who cast the spell may have a very advanced level of spell casting. The effect of this confusion spell is actually very small, and it should only target a certain small aspect to confuse you.

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"But in order to prevent accidents, he will probably add a confusion spell to you every once in a while. Over time, no matter how good the spell is, it will cause problems with your memory."

"So you have to think about it, do you know someone who has good spellcasting skills and can cast spells on you multiple times without being noticed."

Xiwen scratched his head in distress and said incomprehensibly: "I think my popularity has been pretty good since I came to school. I shouldn't have offended anyone!"

At least his roommates definitely don't have this level, so they can be eliminated first. As for others who have more contact, those who have the ability to cast spells may be Slytherin's prefects, but they are all purebloods, so it doesn't matter.

A conflict of interest is not a big deal...

"I heard that you often meet Miss Gorshak of Ravenclaw. How is your relationship with her?" Dumbledore asked.

"This is impossible!" Sivan said subconsciously. His relationship with Miranda had been going well ever since they confessed their family situations to each other, and Miranda had no motive to cast a spell on him anyway.

‘It can’t be that you don’t want to pay back the money you owe me, right?’ Xiwen was amused by his own thoughts and almost laughed out loud.

"I'm just giving you an example. You have to broaden your horizons!" Dumbledore patted Sivan on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, don't think about it so much now. Let's put aside the alchemy problem for now. There is a Halloween dinner tonight. Have fun then and refresh yourself!"

Dumbledore blinked at Sivan and walked out of the office.

Xiwen looked at the alchemy notes left on the table and fell into deep thought.

'Why do I feel that Professor Dumbledore just found a reason and was too lazy to continue talking...'

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