Chapter 73 Hogwarts Hospital
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 73 Hogwarts Hospital
After Dumbledore confirmed that all the trolls had returned to the Forbidden Forest, he came to the entrance of the temporary tunnel.
He waved his wand, and there was a gurgling sound in the underground tunnel, and after a while, a viscous, oil-like liquid gushed out to fill the hole.
After a while, the entire entrance completely disappeared, and a large black spot appeared on the ground of the square courtyard.
Wave the wand again, and the black ground returns to its original shape, just like the other ground.
After inspecting the trolls, Mrs. Pomrad came to Dumbledore with a serious expression and said, "As you guessed, Professor, these trolls have more or less been impregnated with magic power!"
"Especially that giant monster on the second floor, it is a deep-seated magic riot triggered by some kind of factor stimulation!"
"Then... Madam Pomrad judged based on your experience, is this factor - is it possible that it was caused by artificial stimulation!" Dumbledore said.
Madam Pomfrey's expression was unbearable. She couldn't imagine how anyone would use this kind of magic, which was explicitly banned by the Ministry of Magic, to stimulate a magic riot.
"I don't know much about this. When I was working in St. Mungo's Hospital, I have seen all kinds of symptoms caused by the outbreak of magic power in little wizards or artificial stimulation of magic power. I have never heard that artificial stimulation can successfully trigger magic riots, or so to speak - according to the records in the St. Mungo's Hospital log: All wizard families who have such plans have failed, and have caused extremely serious accidents. Even the best case is to turn a little wizard into an irrational silence. This is understandable. Yes—after all, our human body is still too fragile to withstand the sudden change and explosion of magic power in the body, but I can't guarantee it on the troll."
"After all, they are too strong, and there are indeed a small number of giant monsters in the magic world that can accumulate magic power in their bodies and use some specific innate magic... But it is certain that the giant monster on the second floor is indeed an explosion of magic power caused by external factors, which can be seen from its blood!"
Mrs. Pomrad was not sure, she poured the troll's blood out of the bottle, causing it to form a ball again in mid-air, constantly changing its shape, trying to show Dumbledore the scene she had just seen.
Dumbledore picked up his wand and pointed at the blood, trying to inject his magic power into it.
The blood cell floated in mid-air as if it had been stimulated by something, its body was suddenly covered with spikes, and then tens of thousands of tentacles grew and danced in the air.
The blood tentacles writhed in the darkness!Twitching!It actually hissed like a snake!
Even after seeing this scene, Mrs. Penrad still felt her hairs stand on end.
Horror infiltrates people!
Looking at all this, Dumbledore looked solemn.
He burned it up with black flames, leaving nothing behind.
The shadow of the castle flickered in the eerie firelight, and Dumbledore's face was blurred in it.
……
At night, the moon and stars are rare.
McGuffin woke up in the infirmary, or rather a bed in the Hogwarts hospital hospital.
He felt that he had a very disgusting and terrifying nightmare, he couldn't remember it vaguely, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't remember what happened before this at all?
and--
"Why am I here!?"
The urgent voice in his heart reminded him—quickly recall what he did before the fragmentation!
Lying on the bed dripping with cold sweat, he turned his head and looked around by the moonlight, looking at the scenery of the school hospital, so as to calm down and recall slowly.
The school hospital is located on the second floor of Hogwarts.
A faint silvery moonlight filled the room.
This is the only light source, and the magic lamp on the wall or the chandelier on the ceiling in the room itself has been extinguished.
The shape of the room is arched, and the size of the entire space is appropriate.
Not too big, not too small, just big enough to handle the usual accidents that happen at Hogwarts.
McGuffin vaguely saw the furnishings here.
This place is not big, he only saw six beds, most of which were occupied by people lying down and resting.
The two beds have light blue curtains that can be opened to block the line of sight. There is a low, square white bedside table next to it, and a white desk lamp that is as tall as an arm is placed on it.
Behind each bed is a glass window.
The large window is composed of three small windows, which are tightly blocked by criss-cross iron windows.
It is so tall that it fills almost the entire wall.This is the case whether it is on both sides or on the edge of the arched arc near the inside.
As a result, the soft moonlight has almost filled almost every place here, which not only allows people to see the room clearly, but also just falls asleep.
In the poignant and faint moonlight, the room was very silent.
In such an environment, people's hearing will be very keen.
McGuffin could not only hear the sound of people walking and approaching in the corridor and talking far away, but even the sound of the person on the next bed breathing lightly and the friction of the air flowing through the nostrils was very clear in his ears.
Turned to look next door.
Only at this time did he realize that it was Ron lying in front of him, and then he found that there were Hermione, Harry and the others lying on the other beds, and an adult wizard in a black robe lying on his side sleeping.
"Ah—that's right!"
McGuffin remembered!
"It's Halloween, and there's a party! And I'm trying to persuade Hermione...!"
He remembered—when he persuaded Hermione to come out of the bathroom, the two met the troll head-on, and quickly hid in the women's toilet cubicle.
"Fuck! Still haven't avoided this plot event!"
As the memory gradually became clearer, an unconscious fear surged in McGuffin's heart, and his nerves were pulled tightly.
"What else is there?"
Ron's breathing suddenly became heavier at this time, and the snoring interrupted McGuffin's thoughts.
"This Ron?" He couldn't laugh or cry.
McGuffin took a deep breath. The smell here made him feel relaxed.
The medical room is well ventilated, clean and tidy, and there is no smell of disinfectant that is often smelled in Muggle hospitals.On the contrary, the scent of herbal medicine that has been placed for a long time wafts in the air. (This is the smell from a room at the end of the ward—that is, the cabinet in Mrs. Pomrad’s office, where various herbs are carefully and well stored. Mrs. Pomrad usually deals with some diseases or injuries that can be treated in time in this office. ——It’s equivalent to the outpatient room of a Muggle hospital.)
This smell makes people feel comfortable and calm, and has the effect of falling asleep peacefully.
Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Ron was snoring so loudly on the bed next to him.
The University Hospital can treat common injuries, including broken or missing bones, as well as some common magic-induced illnesses or injuries.
(Generally speaking, these are accidents caused intentionally or unintentionally by little wizards, such as scalds and burns caused by the wrong steps of making potions in class; when getting rid of pimples, casting a spell wrongly to make a beard grow on his face; and various strange accidents caused by wrong spellcasting in class. There are also fractures, skull shattering, internal organ damage and various traumas caused by falling after every Quidditch match. - Mrs. Pomfrey is very disgusted with this, and every year strongly recommends that Dumbledore consider canceling this barbaric cause A sport in which a student is accidentally injured.)
Of course, all of this is within the scope of Madam Pomfrey's treatment, and only in extremely serious cases will she be sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disorders for further treatment.
(This situation usually means that students or Hogwarts staff are cursed and injured by extremely evil black magic. Or because the curse has caused irreparable damage to the brain or memory. These require professional learning and training, and there are various precious medicinal materials to be able to decurse or treat.)
What's more, Madam Pomfrey will be very busy in the next six years - her biggest client, Harry, is entering school this year, not to mention the many 'sinkhole'-like events that follow his arrival every year.
"By the way! Speaking of Harry Potter..."
A light flashed across McGuffin's mind.
Harry's partner who fell in love and killed each other for seven years-Snake face Voldemort! "
- The puzzle is complete!
Memories popped up in my mind.
McGuffin remembered that he met Hermione and Harry Ron, and at first he stunned the troll smoothly as in the plot.Then it rolled unstoppably like a mudslide...
——Brazed giant monster!Black Mist Voldemort!
Hemp egg!
"It seems that only I can see the black mist..."
And——slapped Voldemort's two red eyes!
I'm so...
There is absolutely nothing to say! ! !
(look at my expression)
Convex (fuck dish)
Convex (fuck dish)
……
(End of this chapter)
After Dumbledore confirmed that all the trolls had returned to the Forbidden Forest, he came to the entrance of the temporary tunnel.
He waved his wand, and there was a gurgling sound in the underground tunnel, and after a while, a viscous, oil-like liquid gushed out to fill the hole.
After a while, the entire entrance completely disappeared, and a large black spot appeared on the ground of the square courtyard.
Wave the wand again, and the black ground returns to its original shape, just like the other ground.
After inspecting the trolls, Mrs. Pomrad came to Dumbledore with a serious expression and said, "As you guessed, Professor, these trolls have more or less been impregnated with magic power!"
"Especially that giant monster on the second floor, it is a deep-seated magic riot triggered by some kind of factor stimulation!"
"Then... Madam Pomrad judged based on your experience, is this factor - is it possible that it was caused by artificial stimulation!" Dumbledore said.
Madam Pomfrey's expression was unbearable. She couldn't imagine how anyone would use this kind of magic, which was explicitly banned by the Ministry of Magic, to stimulate a magic riot.
"I don't know much about this. When I was working in St. Mungo's Hospital, I have seen all kinds of symptoms caused by the outbreak of magic power in little wizards or artificial stimulation of magic power. I have never heard that artificial stimulation can successfully trigger magic riots, or so to speak - according to the records in the St. Mungo's Hospital log: All wizard families who have such plans have failed, and have caused extremely serious accidents. Even the best case is to turn a little wizard into an irrational silence. This is understandable. Yes—after all, our human body is still too fragile to withstand the sudden change and explosion of magic power in the body, but I can't guarantee it on the troll."
"After all, they are too strong, and there are indeed a small number of giant monsters in the magic world that can accumulate magic power in their bodies and use some specific innate magic... But it is certain that the giant monster on the second floor is indeed an explosion of magic power caused by external factors, which can be seen from its blood!"
Mrs. Pomrad was not sure, she poured the troll's blood out of the bottle, causing it to form a ball again in mid-air, constantly changing its shape, trying to show Dumbledore the scene she had just seen.
Dumbledore picked up his wand and pointed at the blood, trying to inject his magic power into it.
The blood cell floated in mid-air as if it had been stimulated by something, its body was suddenly covered with spikes, and then tens of thousands of tentacles grew and danced in the air.
The blood tentacles writhed in the darkness!Twitching!It actually hissed like a snake!
Even after seeing this scene, Mrs. Penrad still felt her hairs stand on end.
Horror infiltrates people!
Looking at all this, Dumbledore looked solemn.
He burned it up with black flames, leaving nothing behind.
The shadow of the castle flickered in the eerie firelight, and Dumbledore's face was blurred in it.
……
At night, the moon and stars are rare.
McGuffin woke up in the infirmary, or rather a bed in the Hogwarts hospital hospital.
He felt that he had a very disgusting and terrifying nightmare, he couldn't remember it vaguely, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't remember what happened before this at all?
and--
"Why am I here!?"
The urgent voice in his heart reminded him—quickly recall what he did before the fragmentation!
Lying on the bed dripping with cold sweat, he turned his head and looked around by the moonlight, looking at the scenery of the school hospital, so as to calm down and recall slowly.
The school hospital is located on the second floor of Hogwarts.
A faint silvery moonlight filled the room.
This is the only light source, and the magic lamp on the wall or the chandelier on the ceiling in the room itself has been extinguished.
The shape of the room is arched, and the size of the entire space is appropriate.
Not too big, not too small, just big enough to handle the usual accidents that happen at Hogwarts.
McGuffin vaguely saw the furnishings here.
This place is not big, he only saw six beds, most of which were occupied by people lying down and resting.
The two beds have light blue curtains that can be opened to block the line of sight. There is a low, square white bedside table next to it, and a white desk lamp that is as tall as an arm is placed on it.
Behind each bed is a glass window.
The large window is composed of three small windows, which are tightly blocked by criss-cross iron windows.
It is so tall that it fills almost the entire wall.This is the case whether it is on both sides or on the edge of the arched arc near the inside.
As a result, the soft moonlight has almost filled almost every place here, which not only allows people to see the room clearly, but also just falls asleep.
In the poignant and faint moonlight, the room was very silent.
In such an environment, people's hearing will be very keen.
McGuffin could not only hear the sound of people walking and approaching in the corridor and talking far away, but even the sound of the person on the next bed breathing lightly and the friction of the air flowing through the nostrils was very clear in his ears.
Turned to look next door.
Only at this time did he realize that it was Ron lying in front of him, and then he found that there were Hermione, Harry and the others lying on the other beds, and an adult wizard in a black robe lying on his side sleeping.
"Ah—that's right!"
McGuffin remembered!
"It's Halloween, and there's a party! And I'm trying to persuade Hermione...!"
He remembered—when he persuaded Hermione to come out of the bathroom, the two met the troll head-on, and quickly hid in the women's toilet cubicle.
"Fuck! Still haven't avoided this plot event!"
As the memory gradually became clearer, an unconscious fear surged in McGuffin's heart, and his nerves were pulled tightly.
"What else is there?"
Ron's breathing suddenly became heavier at this time, and the snoring interrupted McGuffin's thoughts.
"This Ron?" He couldn't laugh or cry.
McGuffin took a deep breath. The smell here made him feel relaxed.
The medical room is well ventilated, clean and tidy, and there is no smell of disinfectant that is often smelled in Muggle hospitals.On the contrary, the scent of herbal medicine that has been placed for a long time wafts in the air. (This is the smell from a room at the end of the ward—that is, the cabinet in Mrs. Pomrad’s office, where various herbs are carefully and well stored. Mrs. Pomrad usually deals with some diseases or injuries that can be treated in time in this office. ——It’s equivalent to the outpatient room of a Muggle hospital.)
This smell makes people feel comfortable and calm, and has the effect of falling asleep peacefully.
Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Ron was snoring so loudly on the bed next to him.
The University Hospital can treat common injuries, including broken or missing bones, as well as some common magic-induced illnesses or injuries.
(Generally speaking, these are accidents caused intentionally or unintentionally by little wizards, such as scalds and burns caused by the wrong steps of making potions in class; when getting rid of pimples, casting a spell wrongly to make a beard grow on his face; and various strange accidents caused by wrong spellcasting in class. There are also fractures, skull shattering, internal organ damage and various traumas caused by falling after every Quidditch match. - Mrs. Pomfrey is very disgusted with this, and every year strongly recommends that Dumbledore consider canceling this barbaric cause A sport in which a student is accidentally injured.)
Of course, all of this is within the scope of Madam Pomfrey's treatment, and only in extremely serious cases will she be sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disorders for further treatment.
(This situation usually means that students or Hogwarts staff are cursed and injured by extremely evil black magic. Or because the curse has caused irreparable damage to the brain or memory. These require professional learning and training, and there are various precious medicinal materials to be able to decurse or treat.)
What's more, Madam Pomfrey will be very busy in the next six years - her biggest client, Harry, is entering school this year, not to mention the many 'sinkhole'-like events that follow his arrival every year.
"By the way! Speaking of Harry Potter..."
A light flashed across McGuffin's mind.
Harry's partner who fell in love and killed each other for seven years-Snake face Voldemort! "
- The puzzle is complete!
Memories popped up in my mind.
McGuffin remembered that he met Hermione and Harry Ron, and at first he stunned the troll smoothly as in the plot.Then it rolled unstoppably like a mudslide...
——Brazed giant monster!Black Mist Voldemort!
Hemp egg!
"It seems that only I can see the black mist..."
And——slapped Voldemort's two red eyes!
I'm so...
There is absolutely nothing to say! ! !
(look at my expression)
Convex (fuck dish)
Convex (fuck dish)
……
(End of this chapter)
