Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

Two days later, the letter from Hogwarts still hadn't arrived.

Travis, who was already a little restless, came to Wine Cellar No. 3 to see if the little coffers of his father, whom he had never met before, were rich.

Wine cellar No. 3 is the smallest of the many wine cellars in the castle. There are two rows of large oak barrels stacked on both sides of the wine cellar, with only a two-meter-wide aisle in the middle.

A solitary painting hangs prominently on the wall at the end of the corridor.

Travis took a look at the painting, which showed a manor, maybe a winery, but Travis wasn't sure.

Taking off the painting, Travis took out his pocket watch and put it towards the wall.

"no response"

Travis thought for a moment and raised the pocket watch twenty centimeters.

This time, a depression suddenly appeared on the wall. The height was exactly at the position of Travis' head. Travis could clearly see that there was a wooden box inside. Judging from the size, it could be said to be a large box.

About forty centimeters long, twenty centimeters wide, and only ten centimeters high.

Travis pulled the box out and weighed it. It was quite heavy.

After Travis pulled the box out, the wall immediately returned to its original state. Travis placed the box on the ground, hung the painting again, and then left with the box in his arms.

The entrance to Wine Cellar No. 3 was right next to a study room, so Travis simply went straight into the study room to open the box and check it out.

A box full of gold coins

Travis took one out, pinched it with his thumb and forefinger nails, then blew it hard to his ear and heard no sound.

However, Travis was not disappointed. This was not a means of verifying gold coins, but a means of verifying silver coins.

Bringing the gold coin in front of him again, Travis held the gold coin with two fingers and flashed electric arcs at the same time.

"It's indeed fake, but the conductive effect is a bit poor."

He took out a folding saber from his pocket, opened it, and scratched the gold coin twice. Travis found that the gold coin was not generally strong, and the color did not change significantly after scratching the surface.

"It's not gold, it's magic, it's so magical."

Travis scratched off the symmetrical areas on both sides of the gold coin, and then pinched the scratched area with two fingers, and the light flashed again on his fingertips.

"Yeah, good, brass."

"No wonder this gold galleon isn't shiny at all. The feelings are oxidized."

Put the gold coin back into the box. Although this one is damaged, it doesn't matter. It won't take long for it to oxidize again.

Taking the box back to his room, Travis started walking around the castle swinging his pocket watch, sticking here and leaning there.

After spending most of the day, Travis successfully harvested four more boxes of different sizes.

"The Cunning Rabbit has three caves. All five of them can be opened with a pocket watch. This means that it can only be regarded as one cave, and I am not a master."

Taking out all the Galleons from the box, Travis couldn't count them one by one because there were so many, so he weighed them directly. There were about 4000 Galleons, which was definitely enough for him to use, not to mention that he could exchange them with pounds.

"Ordinary brass is an alloy of copper and zinc. It's not like something made by the wizarding world. They wouldn't bring pounds of brass to the Muggle world to buy it."

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and the more Travis thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn’t let the middleman make the difference.

However, each galleon has a magic mark similar to anti-counterfeiting measures, so counterfeiting is not allowed temporarily.

Write it down first

Don't write it down in a notebook, but use your brain to write it down.

Travis lay on the bed and closed his eyes. The next moment, he came to a dark space. The surroundings were full of screens, and different pictures were playing on each screen.

This is his memory space.

Playing on the screen were fragments of his past memories.

The strange thing is that each clip has a large number of "brothers and sisters", and each clip has a large number of similar clips playing at the same time.

For example, there is a memory fragment of Travis's time in elementary school. In one fragment, the teacher is wearing a red dress, in another fragment, the teacher is wearing a white dress, in some, he is wearing sportswear, and in some, he is simply changed. Became a male teacher.

There are dozens or hundreds of similar but different clips, making it difficult to tell which one actually happened.

This is a defensive measure specially set up by Travis to resist Legilimency.

In order to build this space, Travis spent a full eight years, starting from the time he came to this world, and it was completed a year ago, and he is still improving it now.

It has two major difficulties, one is to control the spiritual world, and the other is to control and delete memory.

The former can be solved through practice. By constantly clearing away distracting thoughts and exercising control, you can then reach the state where the Yin Shen leaves the body and you can freely control the spiritual world.

It sounds nonsense.

But in fact, there is a theory in psychology called "lucid dreaming", which tells that after specific training, people can stay awake in dreams, that is, I know that I am in a dream.

With further training, people can control their dreams, fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and be omnipotent. Creating a city in memory is even trivial.

Travis has always guessed that the legendary spiritual practice is actually another form of lucid dreaming after entering a special state of half-dream and half-awake through meditation. Their effects are too similar, and none of them can have any practical effect on the real world. Impact.

Control of the spiritual world can be achieved through meditation practice, but dreams are only the reappearance and derivation of memories. It is a big problem to directly control and delete memories.

Fortunately, mental patients have many special abilities.

confabulation disorder, also known as memory confabulation disorder.

In recollections, patients describe events or experiences that never actually happened in the past as real.The patient uses such a fictional fact to fill in the fragment of his forgotten experience.

Because this replacement is not active, patients with fictitious disorder may experience memory confusion over time, leading to insanity and cognitive confusion.

But if you control this ability and actively modify and replace it, the results will be different.

As for how Travis obtained this ability, other than performing powerful self-hypnosis, how else could he obtain it?

In order to acquire this ability, Travis even suffered some side effects. Fortunately, the problem was not serious and he has improved significantly after nearly a year of recuperation.

The memory of just playing with gold coins was recalled to create a hundred different versions, and Travis was spinning around.

When the surroundings stopped rotating, countless screens appeared around them again. This time the screens were much smaller, but it felt like there were much more.

Once again a thousand different versions are made and the surroundings spin again.

These are not the real places where Travis’ memories are stored, they are all fake.

In a place like this, Travis had six floors, each with ten times more junk than the last.

Travis's method of fighting Legilimency is so simple and crude:

As long as I create enough junk information, I can hide the really useful information deep enough.

As long as I create enough junk information, the probability of obtaining key information in a single Legilimency will be infinitely close to zero.

What's more, the real information is still at the bottom. If you want to read the real memory, you should read all the above information first.