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Deverot frowned and sat beside Luna, trying to sort out what she had just said.

"Wait, you mean, Harry became indifferent, like he was observing an animal?"

Luna nodded, her expression serious.

"Yes, that's the feeling. His eyes are strange, as if he saw through something, but he doesn't care at all. When I talked to him, he returned to normal, but sometimes I felt like he was wearing a mask."

"Although I haven't known him for long, he just gives me this feeling."

Deverot's mind suddenly sounded alarm bells.

This sign is definitely not normal, especially for someone like Harry who is affected by the Horcrux.

"This is not right. I have to find a chance to confirm Harry's condition today."

He decided secretly in his heart.

Luna lowered her head and pondered for a while, as if she was still trying to recall something, then raised her head and added:

"By the way, the younger brother of the twins who often bleed from the nose, he looked particularly unhappy today. He said that his pet mouse was missing, and he couldn't find it even if he looked for it in the entire castle."

Deverot was stunned for a moment, and it took two seconds for him to realize that Luna was talking about Ron, and the "twins with nosebleeds" referred to George and Fred.

"Ron's mouse is missing?" Deverot muttered, and a series of thoughts flashed through his mind.

After saying this, Deverot remembered that he had not had time to deal with the matter of Pettigrew before.

And Ron and the others went there in the morning, they should have gone to the castle to find Scabbers, so they met Deverot on the way.

"Damn it, I should have caught that Pettigrew and thrown him to Wise (Basilisk) as a snack." Deverot thought angrily.

But on second thought, he frowned and muttered in a low voice:

"Strange, why is Peter Pettigrew running away? Sirius hasn't escaped yet, why is he in a hurry to run away?"

Luna looked at him quietly, not interrupting his thoughts.

Deveraux rubbed his temples, trying to sort out his thoughts. He recalled the recent abnormal events, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

"Is it related to Voldemort? He did run away after Voldemort attacked."

"Well, when I go to Harry tonight, I will ask Ron to confirm the whereabouts of the rat. If Pettigrew really ran away, we can't take it lightly. We have to let Weiss go out for a patrol at night."

He thought about it in his mind, turned his head and looked at Luna, his tone was a little more relaxed.

"Well, I remember everything you said. I will take care of these things. You drink the medicine first and cooperate with the treatment obediently."

Luna nodded, picked up the potion cup in her hand, smelled the familiar mint smell, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Deverro breathed a sigh of relief and dripped the other part of the potion on his newly prepared alchemical creation.

"Very good, Luna, lie down."

Deverro pointed to the treatment bed in the corner of the laboratory.

Luna lay down as he was told.

Deverro waved his wand and whispered a sleeping spell. Luna's eyelids slowly closed and her breathing gradually became stable.

After confirming that she was completely asleep, Deverro took a deep breath, raised his wand to her temple, and carefully cast a spell.

Deverro looked at the sleeping Luna, his mouth twitched, and whispered self-deprecatingly:

"I'm sorry, Luna, but as the disseminator of the name 'the fourth generation of the Dark Lord', your memory is really unreliable."

That's right, Deverro deleted all of Luna's memories about his power coming from the toilet.

To be honest, if he wasn't worried about breaking the law, Deveraux really wanted to launch a large-scale "forget everything" sweep against those guys who called him the "fourth generation Dark Lord".

Hiss - in fact, if he just gave Luna and the number one fan Wells a shot, the rumors about him would probably be reduced by 90%.

He held the wand and looked down at Luna who was already asleep.

"Hmm..."

Deveraux hesitated for a few seconds, and finally sighed and shook his head.

Forget it, if he deleted it, Luna wouldn't recognize him, and Deveraux didn't want to lose such an interesting friend.

As for Wells, Deveraux did not hesitate to hope that this guy could completely "lose his memory", and it would be best if he even forgot the name "Deveraux Alexander".

After all, the persistence of this fanatical fan was simply numbing.

"Stalker..."

Deveraux rubbed his temple helplessly.

"Why did this happen in my life?"

He sighed, put his wand back into his robe, and turned around to deal with the chores Snape had given him.

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After waiting for a long time, Snape did not return after sending McGonagall away.

The laboratory was so quiet that only the occasional slight ticking sound of potion equipment could be heard.

Deveraux looked around boredly, and finally his eyes fell on the book that Professor McGonagall had given him earlier.

"Well, learning makes me happy."

He sighed self-deprecatingly and turned the pages of the book.

".....The time converter is a sophisticated magic item that allows the user to go back to a certain point in the past..."

".....Its core is a time node locking array, which is used to capture and store a certain moment in the flow of time to form a "time anchor point". By rotating the hourglass on the time converter, each rotation will trigger the array and "pull back" the user's state of existence to the past time node..."

"...The theoretical basis of time magic is inseparable from space magic, and the traceless extension spell is the source of inspiration for time magic..."

"...So, strictly speaking, all products of the Traceless Extension Spell are alternative time converters, but this kind of impact on time is always difficult to detect..."

Devero couldn't help but pinch his temples.

This kind of theoretical tome is really torturing him to death. Even the [King of Examinations] has a hard time dealing with this kind of content.

In fact, this book is not just difficult to understand, it is ridiculously difficult.

Many of the concepts in the book are based on a series of fringe theories that are clearly beyond Devereux's current knowledge base.

Although he is smart, he is still a student after all, and his foundation is not solid enough. It is naturally difficult for him to move forward when faced with such advanced content.

"This is unscientific!"

He patted his head hard.

"It doesn't even have a formula, how can it be called a theory?"

Devereaux stretched, feeling some pain in his back.

He stood up, walked to a corner of the laboratory, and gently woke Percy and Luna.

"Hey, wake up, today's treatment is over." He said, reaching out and patting Percy on the shoulder.

Percy opened his eyes drowsily and stretched, looking much better than before.

Luna was more calm, as if she had just returned from a deep meditation.

She blinked, sat up, looked around, and finally landed on Devereux.

Devereaux secretly observed Luna's eyes, yes, they were clear and translucent, and there was no longer any hint of conspiracy brewing at any time.

When she looked at him, her eyes returned to their former tranquility.

"It seems that the Forgetting Curse is really useful."

Devereaux nodded secretly in his mind.

Although he felt somewhat guilty for modifying his friend's memory without permission, he thought it was worth it if he thought that if he didn't do this, his name as the "Dark Lord of the Toilet" might spread throughout Hogwarts.

"How do you feel?" he asked Luna pretending to be casual.

"fine."

Luna smiled slightly, her voice soft.

"My mind is much clearer than before, as if the fog has been blown away by the breeze."

"That's good."

Devereux felt relieved, but on the surface he still looked calm.

He turned to Percy.

"Okay, you can go back, remember to get more rest."

Percy stood up, stretched his muscles, and nodded toward Devereaux.

"Thank you, Devereaux."

Luna stood at the door and turned to look at Devereux.

"Thank you, the fourth Dark Lord."

Devereaux's smile suddenly froze, and he immediately regretted not deleting it directly, but he still waved goodbye to them.

After seeing the two of them off, Devereux let out a long breath, feeling that he finally felt a little more relaxed.

He began to tidy up the laboratory, cleaning up the used utensils, and returning a few open books to their original places.

"Okay, now it's time to go see Harry."

He clapped his hands and said to himself.

"I hope this guy didn't do anything wrong."

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