The next morning, Felix met with old lady Longbottom at the door of St. Mungo's as usual, and then treated the Longbottom couple. As time went by, his skills in piecing together, classifying, and sorting out memories became more and more proficient.

Sometimes, he felt that he was a skilled paperhanger and had to be very careful in handling trivial memories, but even so, he could not guarantee that there would be no omissions or gaps in the process of combining memories.

Some memories will disappear forever, and he has no way to do anything about it. In fact, his job is to build a stable memory structure and add memories little by little according to a certain logic until the process exceeds a certain limit, and the human self-repair function will be activated. As for how long it will take to recover, he cannot guarantee it.

"Meriam has already had her suspicions," said old lady Longbottom. "I told her that you are a conditioning expert."

Felix said calmly, "I am a stranger who comes here once a week. It is normal for her to have some suspicions, but I should be able to prevaricate for a while. As for whether it is discovered in November or before Christmas, it doesn't really matter."

Lady Longbottom agreed with him. She was just too concerned. When St. Mungo's noticed something was obviously wrong, it meant that her son and daughter-in-law had shown signs of improvement, and no one could say anything at that time.

"What's more," Felix smiled, "I am almost done with my thesis."

"Thesis?"

"Dumbledore's suggestion is about the treatment plan for memory repair. I plan to divide the thesis into two parts. The first is the explanation and deduction of the theory, which should not cause any waves. The second will include the data of this treatment, which will definitely attract great attention. I plan to publish it around Christmas..."

One day in early October, the humid air quietly occupied the castle, leaving wet water marks on the ancient walls. Every morning, a large amount of cold fog from the depths of the Forbidden Forest was blown to the school by the wind, rolling up silver frost on the grass in the front yard, and many young wizards who did not pay attention to keeping warm caught a cold.

Even Professor Lupin was unfortunately infected. He had to put on a thick scarf, and the smell of the refreshing potion made by Madam Pomfrey came into his mouth.

Felix also received two letters on the same day, both related to his new book.

In the first letter, Xiaohongshu Book Company reported to him a "huge" good news. The sales of his new book "Magic in the Muggle World" exceeded one thousand copies, and he could actually get three Galleons and seven Silver Sickles for each copy. The first batch of income should be about 3,400 Galleons.

However, the letter also mentioned that the big buyers were the Ministry of Magic of various countries and individuals interested in Muggles-because of the reputation accumulated by the first two books, many people would choose to buy it as soon as they saw the name "Felix Hepp".

Of course, there will be a huge decline in sales afterwards, and then it will stabilize.

Felix was also very self-aware. His book only made a steady income and would never become a bestseller.

The other letter was brought to him by Dobby. At this moment, the elf was standing in front of him, looking at him expectantly.

Dobby was still wearing his little suit, but he was much cleaner and wore a brown soft hat.

"Mr. Hep, your book "The Adventures of Little Wizard Mick" has been completed. Mr. Andes asked me to give you his regards." Dobby said respectfully.

"Let's sit down and talk." Felix took him to the sofa in the office and opened the letter casually. The handwriting on it was very sloppy, which was very consistent with Andes' own style——

"It's done!

I can't describe how I felt at that moment, it was like I had crawled out of hell step by step and saw the first ray of sunlight at sunrise...

If this book fails, I might be discouraged and strangle myself directly, but that shouldn't be possible, haha!

I have completed the filing work with the Ministry of Magic. Someone was trying to trip me up, damn pure-blood rubbish! But I took Dobby out for a walk and the matter was resolved satisfactorily. Until now, I still don't know whether someone helped me or the family backed down.

But anyway, Mr. Hep, you can expect the new book to be on display in bookstores in 27 countries The book is divided into seven volumes, and each volume is sold for 13 silver Sickles. The price of the whole set is set at five galleons and six Sickles. We can make about two galleons after deducting the cost - it can't be compared with professional books, but if it becomes popular, our sales will crush them ten times. I swear on my grandfather's name!

If you have any friends in the media - you must have, it's best to cooperate with us in publicity. We will really be a hit. And. "

Felix laughed dumbly. Andes really knows how to make requests whenever he can. When it comes to media friends, he almost knows one person, Rita Skeeter, and he really doesn't pay much attention to her current situation.

"Dobby, I'll have to trouble you to go to this place later. Please bring me a note." Felix tore off a piece of parchment and handed it to him. Sparks flashed on the parchment and gathered into an address.

After thinking for a while, he took out another bag of coins from his pocket, "Here are sixty Galleons, fifty for that woman - she will understand, and the remaining ten are your recent wages."

Dobby's eyes widened, and he counted on his fingers as if he was calculating how much his salary was, "Dobby, Dobby shouldn't take so much money, too much!" He screamed, and every hair on his forehead was trembling, and it looked like he might faint at any time.

Felix said gently: "Your performance deserves this salary, and I still need you to continue working for me. Your tasks will only increase, not decrease..."

Dobby hesitated for a long time, until Felix finished the third cup of tea, he reluctantly agreed.

"Tell me about Andes's situation."

"Yes, the great and generous Mr. Hep. I stay there every day. Mr. Andes is very hardworking, which reminds me of my previous working days. Two weeks ago, he completed all the comic strip manuscripts and began to prepare people and prepare for batch printing. Dobby also helped!"

"Is there anything abnormal in this process?" Felix asked.

Dobby thought hard, "Ah, Dobby figured it out! One day, Mr. Andes dressed up and left the house, saying that he was going to the Ministry of Magic to file a report. Not long after, he came back angrily. But he didn't explain the reason. Later, Mr. Andes took Dobby there again and introduced Dobby to some of his friends. Almost two days later, when Dobby asked him, he said that the matter had been resolved."

"Dobby felt very strange, but he couldn't figure out the reason."

Felix fiddled with the ebony wand in his hand and asked calmly, "Who did Andes take you to see?"

"Many people, but Dobby didn't know any of them...it seemed to be this director, that committee member, Dobby felt a little dizzy."

Felix sighed, "Forget it."

The elf glanced at him cautiously, "Did Dobby do something wrong?"

"No, Dobby. Next, you continue to help me keep an eye on Andes. If anyone causes trouble for him, you remember the name and appearance of that person."

"Yes, Mr. Hep!"

"Now, you can go to the address I gave you. Her last name is Skeeter. Oh, she may not know you or the Ouroboros symbol on your body. You have to tell her my name."

"Do you only need Dobby to deliver the letter?"

"This is a deal, although... I don't intend to let her refuse."

Dobby said confidently: "Dobby has done the job of visiting strangers before." Then his ears drooped down, "It's to deliver the letter to the Malfoy family..."

"You are free now. You can do whatever you want outside of work." Felix said.

He comforted the elf, and then seemed to think of something, "By the way, I still need you to help me complete a test." He waved his wand, and a silver-white swift flew out from the tip of the wand. The swift chirped softly and landed on Dobby's hat.

"What is this?" Dobby held the hat with his two slender hands, and his tennis-ball-sized eyes looked up hard, but he could only see a silver-white bird beak.

"That's my Patronus. You just need to keep it with you. When the time comes, it will disappear on its own."

"Dobby understands. Dobby will take his leave first." He snapped his fingers lightly, and his body disappeared with the Patronus.

Felix's eyes became dazed, and various flashing images were reflected in his azure eyes. After seven or eight minutes, his eyes emitted a strong silver-white light. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Rita, long time no see..."

Hundreds of kilometers away,

Rita Skeeter heard the voice that made her sincerely afraid from the mouth of a silver-white Patronus again. After a moment, she said respectfully and cunningly: "As you wish, sir."