Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Neville felt like he was sinking into a warm sofa. Tweel’s hug gave him a sense of courage, or in other words, inspired the courage hidden in his heart!

“Potion.”

Neville ordered Draco for the third time, but also the most firmly and forcefully.

Draco quickly stuffed Neville’s outstretched left hand with a pain-relieving potion that was similar to an anesthetic.

Faced with Mrs. Longbottom in this state, he really couldn’t muster the courage to feed the potion.

But even with one hand, Neville was much more stable and quickly but firmly fed him a new and final potion.

Then he closed his eyes again and concentrated on slowly outputting his magic power.

As for Mrs. Longbottom, after taking the potion and the soothing magic left by Tver taking effect, her expression gradually returned to normal, like a sleeping baby, with a reassuring calmness.

Seeing this, Tver released his hand in time and returned to his original position.

“This… I have never heard of this kind of treatment, and I have never even imagined this possibility.” Melia looked at it in disbelief. With her professional treatment knowledge and experience, she naturally saw Neville’s treatment. Methods.

But it doesn’t mean that she can understand it. It can even be said that it is precisely because she sees it that she is shocked unlike others!

“Nothing is impossible.” Tweel chuckled, looking at Neville and Draco with as much relief as Ms. Augusta’s eyes.

“Their knowledge of the Cruciatus Curse is guided by the world’s strongest black magic research experts, and the potions used are personally brewed by the leading geniuses.”

“And they are the best students in the world.”

Draco, who was squatting next to Neville, unfortunately did not hear the professor’s evaluation of him. He concentrated on observing Neville’s condition without reminding him, and occasionally passed a bottle of potion to Neville’s mouth.

Yes, the rest of the potion is for Neville!

Even after years of teachings from Tver, Neville’s magic control is still not sophisticated.

But he could only treat his mother by himself, so he had to use the help of potions to forcibly improve his stability to magic power.

But the side effects were also obvious. Neville’s physical strength was consumed rapidly, and he was sweating profusely. In less than a while, his thick clothes were soaked, as if he had been fished out of water.

But unlike Neville’s increasingly pale face, his mother, Mrs. Longbottom’s eyes gradually became focused and sparkled in the bright sunshine.

Tver quickly secretly released a ray of detection magic. He first observed Neville’s condition and confirmed that the side effects of the potion were only overdrafting his physical strength and would not leave any sequelae.

Then he began to observe Mrs. Longbottom vaguely.

“Because of the disorder of the soul, the brain consumes too much in order to protect the body as much as possible. Once the problem of the soul is solved, the recovery ability of the brain itself, coupled with the potions she has taken in the past ten years, can allow her to reach a good level. Restoration effect.”

Meliam and Tweel had the same idea. After keenly noticing that Mrs. Longbottom’s condition had improved, they immediately began to check her body in a subtle way.

Also let Tver know why Mrs. Longbottom was able to recover in such a short period of time.

“Speaking of which, I have to thank you again for your care over the years.”

Ms. Augusta suppressed her inner excitement, making her voice sound like it was being held back from her throat.

Not to mention anything else, even Lucius, who didn’t know anything about it, could see the improvement in Mrs. Longbottom’s condition just by her smart eyes that were no different from ordinary people.

After gathering strength, Mrs. Longbottom’s eyes immediately focused on the person in front of her.

Even before she was tortured, Neville was just an infant, but she still recognized that the man in front of her who was trying his best to treat her was her son!

“Na…Wei…”

She had not spoken for more than ten years, which caused her language skills to deteriorate a lot, but she still repeated her son’s name over and over again, and gradually improved from hoarse to clear and bright.

“Na…Wei…Na…Wei…”

Neville slowly opened his eyes, his bloodless lips opened tremblingly, and he suppressed the cry and said softly: “Yes, mother, I am here, I have always been here.”

“Neville!”

Mrs. Longbottom’s eyes were full of tears and she couldn’t help but shed tears, as if she wanted to vent her longing for more than ten years.

His withered hands were raised in disbelief, and he groped Neville’s moist face with trembling hands.

“In my memory, you are still a little baby waiting to be fed, but now you are an adult who can save your mother…”

Her voice was very hoarse and her speech was weak, but she still spoke firmly and clearly every word.

“You have just recovered, so you should recover first before talking. Anyway, there is no need to rush now.”

Meriam sniffed and said softly to Mrs. Longbottom: “I have to prepare some potions for you, but this time, I don’t have to have such a headache.”

Seeing her daughter-in-law’s confused eyes, Ms. Augusta quickly explained everything to her, and also recounted many things that had happened in the past ten years.

Looking at this heartwarming scene, Lucius felt a little uncomfortable.

For the first time, he felt that as a Death Eater, he actually envied such an atmosphere.

As if he noticed something strange about his parents, Draco suddenly looked at them with emotion.

“If something happens to you, I will try my best to treat you.”

“……thank you.”

“Teach…Professor, and Neville, what happened?”

Harry suddenly walked cautiously through the door with Ron, Ginny and Hermione.

At the end of last school year, Dumbledore actually told him about Barty Crouch Jr., and naturally he also knew about Neville’s parents being tortured crazy.

However, the appearance of Lucius and the others as a family of Death Eaters made him really confused.

He glanced at the Neville family and the therapist, who were silently wiping their tears, and then at Draco, who looked proud, and the Malfoy couple, who looked complicated.

Looking at this situation, to put it bluntly, he thought it was Lucius who brought his family here to show off his power. If Tweel hadn’t been here, he would have already pulled out his wand…