Chapter 101 Please trust my patience

"Ah?" Neville looked at Kaisen in confusion.

"How does that saying go? Those who achieve great things must learn a lot. Besides, this flying broom really needs to be repaired."

The two's trip to Diagon Alley this morning was not just about pets and brooms. For example, Kaisen's next destination was Flourish and Blotts.

"Um... sir, have I seen you somewhere?"

A bookstore employee who was tidying up books on the bookshelf stiffened for some reason.

"No, no, no, of course not... Anyway, I haven't seen you."

"Really?"

"Really."

Kaysen nodded and went to the front desk to pay the bill with the books he bought. After the two left the bookstore, the employee finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, a black anvil appeared on his head.

Ding!

"Humph, you want to get away with offending the professor? It's not that easy!"

At noon, the two flew back to Hogwarts. Neville excitedly left the office with the big-faced cat, while Kaisen walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.

"Professor McGonagall, do you know about Neville's parents?"

Professor McGonagall inserted the quill into the pen cap: "Why did you think of asking these questions? Did Neville ask you to help ask?"

"Not really, I just happened to know that Neville's parents are still alive, but I heard that they are in St. Mungo's Hospital, so I came to ask."

Kaysen asked.

"The Longbottoms are also a pair of poor people. On the eve of Voldemort's death, all the Death Eaters began their final madness, and the Longbottoms' house was broken into by a large group of Death Eaters."

"They cruelly tortured the Longbottoms with the Cruciatus Curse. Since then, the Longbottoms have been mentally ill and have been living in St. Mungo's Hospital until now."

"So... Can I visit them? I mean, does St. Mungo's Hospital accept visits?"

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips: "Kaysen, you are just a professor. Those are not your responsibilities. You don't need to take so many burdens on yourself."

"You only came to the hospital this year. How old? Can you be twenty-six? Have you celebrated your twenty-sixth birthday? You are just a child now, there is no need at all. "

Kaysen shook his head: "No one has celebrated my birthday since I was a child, and I have long forgotten the exact date of the month and day."

"But no matter what I say now, I am a professor. Not only Neville, but any little wizard who has any unsolvable difficulties, I will help. Maybe I can't help, but having no ability and having no ideas are different."

"Hey... I remember it should be the psychiatric department of St. Mungo's Hospital. You can just go to the nurse's station and say Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom." Mai took off his glasses and pinched his nose with some fatigue.

Until the sound of the end teleportation ended, Professor McGonagall looked at the empty office in front of her except for herself, and laughed helplessly.

Soon she took out her wand, and a cute silver kitten jumped out of the wand.

"Go ask Dumbledore when Kaisen Heath's birthday is. He can always find it out."

The silver-white kitten jumped up nimbly, passed through the wall of the office and ran straight to the principal's office.

On the other side...

"Hello sir, may I ask... Professor Kaysen?"

A nurse at St. Mungo's nurse station who was writing something with her head down raised her head a little tiredly, glanced at the person who came, and then the fatigue on her face disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by a surprised expression.

"Sarah? Congratulations, you really became a doctor at St. Mungo's!" Kaysen saw the nurse in front of him clearly and said with some surprise.

"Um... the medical license has not been issued yet, but I am doing well now, a glorious and great nurse!" Sarah said half embarrassed and half proudly.

"Anyway, it's good, and the future is bright."

Sarah nodded: "By the way, professor, who are you looking for here? Let me check for you."

"Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom are Neville Longbottom's parents."

"Those two are in Ward 332. I'll go with you."

"No, no, no, I should be able to find it myself. Just keep your post."

"Well, take this visit card. Professor, come in advance next time... Um, I hope you don't need to come, except to visit patients."

"Uh-huh, thank you for your good words!"

Soon, Kaysen found Ward 332 according to the various signs of St. Mungo's. He could clearly hear all kinds of sounds inside. It didn't sound like ordinary madness, but rather like unconscious murmurs in a trance.

He knocked on the door, and there was no extra response from inside.

"Don't move, sir, raise your hands."

Kaysen was knocking on the door when he suddenly felt a wand against his back.

"Don't be impulsive, sir. I have a visitor card." Kaisen quickly showed the visitor card in his hand, then looked back and saw a man in a hospital gown holding an ordinary small wooden stick pointing at him.

"Emm..." Kaisen was a little embarrassed, and then he saw a figure in a white coat running from the far end of the corridor.

"Sorry, sir, the patient is like this, please don't bother with him."

"Uh, it's okay, you are..." Kaisen looked up and down at the figure in the white coat in front of him. At least he was dressed neatly, and there was a wand in his sleeve. He should not be another psychiatric patient.

"You can call me Murphite, the psychiatrist at St. Mungo's, responsible for treating this... and the one inside, of course." Murphite waved his wand, and the fluffy soft sleeping bag wrapped the man tightly.

Slowly pushed it into the ward.

"Oh... is this Mr. Longbottom?"

Murphite nodded: "Yes, you are visiting him?"

"Well, do you mind telling me... why did Mr. Longbottom become like this?" As Kaysen spoke, he helped Murphite carry Mr. Longbottom back to the ward.

There were two beds in the ward and a simple bathroom. It was not big, but very clean. It can be seen that the cleaning was almost done together.

After the two carried Mr. Longbottom back to the bed, Kaysen had time to look at the woman sitting on the other bed, staring blankly at a piece of candy paper in her hand.

If this woman was not so thin that she looked unrecognizable, she would be very beautiful.

"This is Mrs. Longbottom." Moffett explained standing next to Kaisen.

"Well, I can see... By the way, you haven't answered me yet."

"This matter is quite complicated, are you sure you want to listen?"

"Yes, please trust my patience, sir."