Professor of Pharmacy at Hogwarts

Arriving on the sixth floor, Alexis led Neville to a dessert shop.

This dessert shop was newly opened this year. Once it opened, it received unanimous praise from all the therapists at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.Many injured patients would occasionally come to his home to buy some desserts.

This shop is called Felix Dessert Shop.

Alexis learned that his sweet shop was especially popular among children.

After saying hello to the store manager, Alexis took one look at Neville's chubby figure and withdrew his hand towards the cream cake.

"What do you want to eat?"

Neville swallowed.

Neville lived with his grandmother, who often scolded him for not being qualified to be his parents' child. This constant setback turned him into a shy, introverted person with low self-esteem.

In fact, Neville has a very high talent in magic. As a baby, he could use magic to control the blanket and wrap himself tighter.

Unfortunately, no one realized this. No matter his family or the midwife, they just thought that Neville's father helped to wrap it tightly.

A child who shows magic as a baby, think about it, how amazing his talent will be?

The last person to show talent as an infant was Alexis herself.

Alexis saw Neville's shyness. He hesitated, took a tray, picked up a few of the shop's signature desserts, carried the tray outside, and chose a table to sit down at.

"Try it and see. Maybe you can help with some suggestions for improvement."

Alexis pushed the tray towards Neville.

Neville looked at Alexis, then at the tempting aroma of desserts on the tray, and finally nodded. He carefully stretched out his hand, with gentle and silent movements, and picked up the piece of black and white panda closest to him. He carefully took a small bite of the dessert and glanced up, nervously paying attention to Alexis's expression.

Like a little mouse stealing cat food.

"Did you come alone?"

Alexis' hands were still shaking, and he pressed both palms under his legs and asked gently.

Neville nodded.

"School starts tomorrow. I miss my parents. I sneaked over here to have a look. Mr. Alexis, can you not tell grandma?"

Neville begged.

"Grandma said I was not worthy of being my parents' child."

"Of course, of course."

"Neville, boy, you deserve it."

"Although I was not present when you were born, I know your parents and we have fought side by side."

"After you were born, your father, Frank, danced with joy and introduced people to others when he saw him-"

Alexis coughed, imitating Frank Longbottom's voice.

"Hey man, good news for you, my baby was born, I have a son. I named him Neville. Oh my god, it's such a shame you didn't get to see him, he's so cute. He is my baby!"

Neville stared at Alexis, his eyes sparkling.

"Did he really say that, sir?"

"of course."

"Of course he said that, I can vouch for that because I've heard it hundreds of times."

"He even captured a Death Eater and took him to Azkaban without forgetting to show off to him."

When Neville heard this, his eyes widened at first, as if in disbelief, and then a smile appeared on his face, his chubby face trembled, and his eyes were squeezed into gaps.

"Let me tell you another secret -" Alexis leaned close to Neville and whispered, "At that time, we were going to be tortured crazy by Frank. We even planned to gag him."

"But for your sake we abandoned the plan."

Neville's eyes widened and he chuckled.

In fact, Alexis didn't quite understand what was so funny about this, but this incident was laughed at by other members who worked together for a long time. Until the Longbottoms' accident, they often made fun of them about it.That's why Alexis used this to coax Neville.

He was somewhat friends with the Longbottoms, though not to the same extent as Lupin or Black were with him.

Dumbledore also taught him, or perhaps it was more appropriate to say he warned him, when he stuffed the letter of appointment into his arms:

"You have to be patient with the kids, Alex."

The dessert was delightful, and Alexis' words overturned what Grandma had always told Neville: "You're not good enough for your parents."

Although the long-term negative influence has not been completely resolved, Alexis can still feel some changes in Neville, and he has become a little bit cheerful.

Alexis felt novel about the changes he had brought to Neville, and had a strange sense of satisfaction. This sense of satisfaction was different from developing a certain potion, or deciphering a certain animal or plant, but it still made him feel happy.

But the pleasure quickly disappeared.

The boring life in the hospital bored him so much that he felt like he was growing hairy.

After reading today's newspaper for the third time, Alexis became a little annoyed and turned the newspaper into birds and let them fly around the ward.

"Alexis!"

This behavior quickly attracted the attention of the therapist.

The fat therapist pushed open the door to the ward angrily and yelled at Alexis

"Don't use magic!!!"

"My lord, Merlin, if you continue like this, your condition will get worse!"

"But I'm going to be bored to death."

Alexis winced and argued innocently.

The therapist sighed, picked up the newspaper that had fallen on the ground and returned to its original appearance, put it back on the bedside, and persuaded him earnestly.

"Your situation is very complicated, Alexis. You are also a potion master yourself. You should know that if you take so many potions with complex ingredients in one go, if you were not lucky, you would have died there."

"You have to be patient. Alexis."

Alexis nodded impatiently and dismissed the therapist.

“Patience, patience, my patience, oh my God!”

Alexis muttered, his arms moved, and then his eyes lit up.

Just now, he discovered that his arm that had been shaking violently had changed. Although it was still shaking, the amplitude had weakened.

"Maybe it's time for me to get out of here."

Alexis groped her chin and thought.

"Maybe I should prepare some potions myself."

He wasn't sure if he could cure himself if he continued to stay like this, but he would go crazy, of that he was sure.

Alexis rolled out of bed and was about to put things into his pockets when he realized that his windbreaker had been ruined.

Pouting her lips in displeasure, Alexis tiptoed to the door of the ward, pushed open a gap, and after confirming that there was no one in the corridor, carefully left the ward and walked against the wall toward the end of the corridor.

……

The next day, after the "Daily Prophet" finished reporting on major events in the magical world as usual, it opened up a large space on the second page.

"Shocked! Alexis Felix, the savior, was treated like this at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies!"

The subtitle is:

"From Mr. Alexis's escape from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Injuries to the inside story of the hospital."