Although Grindelwald's duel in the Lemay family did not appear in any newspaper news, many wizard families, especially those closely related to Europe, still knew about the news. "Grindelwald's failure", this is how Grindelwald failed. But there is only guessing, but no exact process.

If the reincarnation technique is better, if the resurrected apprentices are still humans, then even this news will not be released. Old Man Flammel also has his own considerations. In order to prevent future troubles, he must "notify" other families of this matter to some extent. However, the old man abides by his promise and does not mention any words about who Grindelwald will defeat and strictly orders no one to say it. It is possible that the person who cannot control the leaking secrets will directly wipe out the relevant memories with the forgetting spell, and it will be completely over.

If there is a secret, there will be something that tries to decrypt. Some people analyze the movements of the Lemay family, and naturally notice Barbara, and see Zhao Mai. This "eighth grader" seems so abrupt and unconventional, which aroused the interest of many people. However, Zhao Mai has really lived a "low-key" life, and he does not go to other places except to teach classes in Hogwarts and run a pharmacy.

Because of curiosity, many "spy" bought some products from "empty brand potion shops" and went back to try them, and the results were surprisingly good! They began to think that the reason why Barbara of the Lemay family was close to Zhao Mai was nothing more than the adolescence and his excellent potion abilities.

Grindelwald didn't say, Zhao Mai didn't say, and Lemai didn't say, so the duel was still a mystery. The only benefit was that Zhao Mai had a lot of orders for no reason, and soon his wallet became slowly gaining weight.

Every Friday night, Barbara leaves Hogwarts and comes to the potion store in Hogsmeade. At this time, the store belongs to her only. She opens the window on Saturday morning to usher in the first ray of dawn of the weekend, and hums a song and swings her wand to clean. Zhao Mai usually goes to Oxford in the morning, and then stays until noon on Saturday before coming to the potion store. Barbara’s favorite thing is to open the store door for him and experience the joy of "occupying the magpie's nest".

This time Zhao Mai came, there was an animal on his shoulder. A gray night owl closed his eyes, shook his head, and was swaying slightly, and was dozing. "Barbara, help me buy some fresh meat. Huifeng is too tired."

Tolkien lost his memory of the past and forgot that he had raised such a bird. The night owl is a hunting bird of prey, and Gray Wind is one of the best after Zhao Mai's training. His black sharp claws can easily kill the barking stray dogs and then carry them back to the nest for dinner. Tolkien could not bear the smell in the attic, and despite his reluctance, he still let Gray Wind leave.

Huifeng did not leave, and kept wandering outside Tolkien's house, sleeping in the open until Zhao Mai appeared. Although Tolkien did not write a store sign for Zhao Mai as promised, this pharmacy still has his shares. Zhao Mai goes to see his partners every week, leaving dividends and royalties to watch "The Lost Stories" and also wants to give money, so he saw Huifeng. "Follow me, you can't do anything if you continue to be weak like this." Zhao Mai can understand the wishes of animals, so he said to Huifeng: "I won't become your master, but you need a place to stay. I hope I can become your landlord."

In this way, Zhao Mai brought the bird back and packed a habitat for it in the attic. He carefully helped Huifeng to sort out his feathers, used natural force to treat the injuries, and then mixed some anti-inflammatory and sterilization herbs to make meatballs and feed them to it.

"This is Tolkien's messenger." Barbara looked at Zhao Mai taking care of Hui Feng, looking at his soft gaze and gentle hands, and felt that he was extremely gentle at this time, not like the warrior fighting on the grass. "He will not come to class again, right?"

"Yes, he has forgotten the magic."

"If you forget, you won't suffer, you will remember it." Barbara suddenly said.

"Who said this? It's simply nonsense!" Zhao Mai waved his hand suddenly, "People who have never remembered will never let others forget because of pain! Those who cast the forgetting spell are all wizards who remember the spell! Even if there is pain, it is obvious that it is far from enough!"

"Don't be angry, I'll just say it casually." Barbara was startled and waved her hand to explain.

Zhao Mai glanced at her and sighed a long time: "Sorry, I'm more sensitive to things related to the Forgetful Curse. I was a little too excited just now."

"I understand, I know my good friend doesn't remember me," Barbara said. "I ran around, left the manor, and went to the village next door. A family thought I was a lost girl and took me in. I stayed there for a week and was caught back. After that, the whole village didn't remember me."

"So, I pretended to be lost and was taken in by them again. At that time, I couldn't control myself and just kept crying... crying. They thought I was sad because I couldn't find my home, but in fact I cried because I found something."

"I left before the family came to see me. I didn't want them to be erased anymore, so it would be fine if I only left the image of a stupid child running around." Barbara said: "I don't know why there was a wizard's forgetting spell, so I went to ask Grandpa for asking."

"What did he say?" Zhao Mai frowned.

"He said it was made clear to forget magic. Many wizards were unable to protect their children, for fear that they would be sent to the stake for being treated as heresy, so it would be safer to let them forget magic and spells." Barbara said: "Grandpa said that such a history has too much influence on the image of the wizard, so it was not reflected in the history of magic. The wizard was killed very miserably by the Muggles."

"Why are magicians afraid of Muggles who can't do magic? Is magic a burden?"

"I don't know this, I didn't think about it." Barbara knocked on her chin and fell into deep thought.

"Ga...gugu..." Huifeng scratched Zhao Mai with his claws, then shook his wings. It looked at the meatballs on the plate, tilted its head and started to yell at Zhao Mai.

"It seems to be able to speak, so interesting! My owl won't be like this."

"I would be very grateful if you are willing to send me a letter." Zhao Mai nodded to Huifeng: "Of course you can go see Tolkien at any time, and there will always be a window in the attic here opens for you."

Huifeng nodded and then began to eat the meatballs on the plate. "Can you talk to animals? Can you teach me?"
Chapter completed!