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Chapter 8 by VTheImpaler VTheImpaler

What does it suck away?

It sucks her memories out

The oozing tendril latched onto her forehead probes within her mind, sifting through her very memories. Hermione can hear it thinking into her consciousness, “Quiz, test, quiz, homework… what a cluttered mind… orientation day, test, homework, name- oh, you probably needed that… no use crying over it, now where were we… ah yes, quiz, friends, history book, parents…”

If Hermione could recognize what was being taken from her, she would be sobbing at the loss of her most precious memories, but the instant the Entity speaks a name, it has already been erased from her mind, never to be known again. Almost two decades of experience slowly drains away, devoured piece by piece by the invading tendril.

“So many incantations… you don’t need those anymore… ah, but masturbation, that’s a keeper…”

Even the vaguest recollections of magic are systematically stripped from her raw mind. If there is a trace of her old innate magic still left in her, it would be useless without years of retraining to catch up on the knowledge lost today.

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