Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 99 Second Cycle

On Wednesday morning, members of the Narcolepsy Symptom Resolution Team held another discussion session in the just-built focus group room.

At the speech table, Professor Sprout was reporting the results of the review on the little wizards.

"The questionnaire survey initially screened out 33 people, and through our efforts, it was determined that a total of 25 people had already developed symptoms of lethargy."

Madam Pomfrey distributed parchments to everyone.

Professor Sprout continued to report, "Among them, Weasley and Malfoy have the most obvious and severe symptoms, and the others are temporarily unaware of their condition."

Hardy looked at the list of 25 people in front of him, and there was Neville Longbottom's name in it.

Just early this morning, Neville found himself again, and confessed that he had experienced the same dream last night.

"Professor, I seem to have fallen into some kind of dream cycle, and the result of both times was engulfed by flames."

As early as that time, Hardy had already concluded in his heart that Neville had something to do with the little wizard's drowsiness incident.

Now, Professor Sprout's conclusions are even more supportive of his thoughts.

"According to the current situation, the little wizards who have symptoms of lethargy have repeatedly mentioned that they have repeatedly experienced a certain dream, but unfortunately, they can't remember the specific content of the dream."

After listening to Professor Sprout's report, Professor McGonagall was the first to ask: "So, I can understand that every little wizard is involved in a cycle in the dream?"

"Yes, it can be understood that it should be the cycle that children go through, which consumes the energy they replenish during sleep."

Snape sat on the chair, clutching his pitch-black robe tightly with both hands, "Interesting, besides potions and spells, what else can cause this situation, alchemy products?"

He looked at Hardy, and the eyes of others followed suit.

"It's possible, but it's not sure yet." Noticing everyone's gazes, Hardy spoke slowly, and then walked to the speaking seat at the front of the conference room.

He waved his wand and started the memory projector not far away, "Everyone, I have something that I need you to see."

"That's from Neville Longbottom, a memory about the circular dream."

It was said that everyone present was a little surprised.

"Longbottom remembers the contents of the cycle dream?" Snape raised his eyebrows, looking disbelieving.

"Yes, Professor Snape." Hardy looked at everyone, "Just the day before yesterday, he took the memory potion, and now his memory is better."

Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout, after hearing Neville's experience from Mr. Pomfrey's mouth, seemed particularly surprised.

"Oh, it's hard to imagine that Longbottom can endure that kind of needle-like burning sensation."

Professor McGonagall had a complex expression, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Well done, Professor Ollivander, don't do it again next time, it's really...too dangerous."

Hardy bowed slightly, smiled without saying a word.

With a flick of his wand, he dropped a box of film into the projector, and the handle on the side began to turn rapidly.

"This is the second cycle that Longbottom has experienced. You can take a look first. Maybe later, we will start with Longbottom's dream."

A beam of blazing light was projected from the projector, and on the wall directly in front of the meeting room, a picture was projected——

Neville Longbottom's 2nd cycle dream.

"Bang Dang", "Bang Dang", "Bang Dang"...

Light and shadow continuously reflected on Neville's face, and then flashed by.

He opened his eyes suddenly, exhaled heavily, and looked around in disbelief.

"Oh my god, it's this dream again..."

Neville rubbed his eyes and muttered in disbelief.

He sat on the bench and looked curiously at the No. [-] subway car where he was.

Inside the carriage, on the benches and chairs on both sides, there were many Muggles sitting, each doing their own thing.

Seeing this, Snape frowned suddenly, "Where is this? The Muggle world?"

"Yes, the scene in the picture is on the subway in London."

Everyone in the conference room nodded, and then continued to look at the picture on the wall.

In the carriage, Neville was turning his head, looking left and right, he pinched his cheek, and immediately gasped in pain, "Hiss... oh my god, this dream is too realistic..."

"Are you feeling better?" At this moment, a crisp voice came from beside Neville.

"Who? Are you talking to me?" Turning his head in disbelief, Neville looked at the 12-year-old girl next to him.

The other party has slightly curly blond hair and a few freckles scattered on the nose.

On a pair of clear eyes, the long black eyelashes fluttered slightly.

She looked at Neville with a strange expression, "Of course, you just said that your eyes are not feeling well and you need to close them for a while."

"Ah, I see. Are you thinking of some prank again? This time pretending not to know your sister Elle Highmore? You always do this, but I won't be fooled, Brother Nicholas."

"Brother...Brother?" Neville swallowed, scratching his head nervously, his ears burning.

It was the first time he was called "brother" by a cute girl when he grew up so big.

Seeing this, Snape said again: "Excuse me, Professor Ollivander, can you skip this boring paragraph?"

His face was sullen, as if he was suffering some kind of torture.

"Oh, Professor Snape, I'm afraid not." Hardy shook his head, "My memory projector doesn't have this function."

"I think that a complete viewing from beginning to end will not miss some details."

Snape pursed his upper lip, "Then keep reading, I hope it won't be too long."

In the screen, Neville is embarrassed about his "brother" status.

Two little Muggle girls were chasing and fighting in the subway car, and one of them accidentally dropped an ice cream in his hand on Neville's new sneakers.

"I'm sorry." The little girl picked up the fallen ice cream with teary eyes.

Neville hurriedly comforted the other party, and at the same time took the tissue from Ellie and wiped his sneakers.

"What time is it?" Neville looked at his sister Ellie in a daze.

The other party was holding a thick photo album at the moment, shaking his legs, "Nicholas, aren't you wearing your own watch?"

Neville was startled, and then realized that his name in the dream was "Nicholas".

He turned around and saw an extremely handsome young man through the glass of the subway car.

Although it is still a lot worse than Professor Ollivander, but walking on the road, it can definitely attract the attention of other opposite sexes.

When he turned around, he noticed that he was wearing a watch on his left hand, which recorded the current time——

1898年，5月27日，上午9点12分。

"1898?" Neville looked at the time in his watch and exclaimed in disbelief.

At the same time, the carriage shook, and his foot was stepped on by an obese lady, causing him to jump up in pain.

"Nicholas Highmore! What are you doing? What's so strange about 1898? It's Aunt Mary's wedding later, so don't do it again."

Ellie lifted the photo album and completely covered her face, as if I didn't know you.

Neville's breathing was short, he actually came to the London Underground on May 1898, 5 in a dream?
He turned his head to look at the No. [-] carriage next door. If he remembered correctly, the last flame came from that direction.

Taking a deep breath, Neville quickly walked towards the No. [-] carriage, but just as he reached the junction of the two carriages, the familiar flame rushed again, instantly engulfing him and the others behind him.

At the last second, Neville checked the time on his watch, it was 9:15 am.

(End of this chapter)