Chapter 124
Harry was attacked by dementors and fell into coma.
It has been fermenting recently.
Thanks to the propaganda of the Daily Prophet.
Now many people from all walks of life in the magic world know that the so-called son of prophecy has become a vegetative state.
This made some honest wizards feel indignant.
Even wanted to march against the Ministry of Magic.
The pressure on the Ministry of Magic is indeed increasing.
Originally, Fudge wanted to do something else.
But I didn't expect that this Daily Prophet would be followed by another issue of the newspaper.
It focuses on the process of Harry's murder and the Auror's negligence.
This has left the Ministry of Magic's public relations department in a state of panic.
Some people are even admonishing Fudge to publicly apologize to calm the public opinion storm.
But on the other hand.
Harry's coma has become a problem in the wizarding world.
Lots of potions experts and doctors.
I've been visiting Hogwarts recently.
He seemed to want to do his best for Harry.
Dumbledore did not refuse.
There are some people in the magic world who specialize in magical medicine and healing potions.
There are many of these people, and they are all leaders in the industry.
Of course, many of them also walked out of Hogwarts.
It would be a good thing if someone could develop an effective treatment plan for Harry 980.
Charlie also acquiesced.
But the condition is that if you have an idea, for example, you can only do it with his consent and review.
Unfortunately.
So many days have passed.
There has been a different group of people coming and going in the infirmary.
But no one dared to propose any treatment plan.
Firstly, most of these people are principled people and will not try blindly.
Secondly, I was afraid that if the treatment failed, I would be criticized by Chali.
Hogwarts' infirmary today.
Still a lot of people.
And much more than before.
This time even some potion masters from other countries came.
Harry lay quietly on the bed, motionless.
The breath is very weak.
An old man shook his head, his face full of helplessness
"Our Beauxbatons School of Magic has encountered such a situation before."
"But this Mr. Harry seems completely different"
"I can't feel his soul breath at all, it seems to have completely disappeared"
"If you can't feel it, you can't treat it."
"Sorry, Albus."
This is the potion master of Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He is the same generation as Dumbledore.
"Mr. Bessie (becf), please don't do this. You have done your best."
Dumbledore sat aside and comforted softly.
He had seen this scene too many times.
Even he didn't have much hope now.
Suddenly, the door of the infirmary was opened.
Charlie's figure appeared. in front of everyone
"Charlie, this is the potion master of Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Mr. Bessie."
Dumbledore saw Charlie coming over and introduced him first.
"Thanks."
Charlie nodded politely.
These old men, Charlie heard from Dumbledore, are indeed highly respected people in the magic world. They are of the same generation as Dumbledore, but they are not British.
Now they are coming, too. It was a waste of bad energy.
Zha Li was grateful for both emotion and reason.
"Well, is this Mr. Charlipot?"
"It's really unusual."
Mr. Bessie looked at Charlie with admiration.
His magic strength is not low, and he can sense Charlie's magical aura.
It is smooth and solid.
He does not look like a magic apprentice at all.
"Hey, Albus, if you ask me to say that Mr. Harry is like this, those Aurors should not let them go at all."
Bessie said. Charlie nodded.
Dumbledore was sweating crazily on his forehead.
This Mr. Bessie is good at everything. Even when he was young, he was a big thorn.
In their French magical world, he also made some mistakes. Have experienced earth-shattering things.
For example... beating an Auror……
"Mr. Bessie, please don't teach bad students, okay?"
Dumbledore said helplessly.
Bessie chuckled lightly and glanced at Charlie. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
"Mr. Zha Li is an upright person and will not be easily led astray."
"In his heart, he is not the same type of person as Albus."
Bessie meant something.
Charlie didn't pay any more attention to them.
Instead, he walked to Harry's side and began to examine Harry.
He was very detailed and cautious.
But his movements were skillful and precise.
Bessie Xi's eyes narrowed slightly
"Albus, you never told us that Mr. Charlie was a physician."
Bessie felt a little surprised.
Charlie's actions didn't look like a rookie at all. He looked like an experienced driver.
The more Bessie and his team members looked at them, the more serious their expressions became.
"The situation remains the same, neither worse nor better."
Charlie said to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore just nodded slightly. He has been busy with Harry recently and has delayed going to the Ministry of Magic.
Fudge has sent several letters to urge him.
Dumbledore looked at Didn't even glance at it
"I'm going to give Harry a potion next, so please stay away for a bit."
A bottle of black potion appeared in Charlie's hand.
Dumbledore and Bessie narrowed their eyes and immediately felt an unusual aura.
"Charlie, have you researched it?"
Dumbledore asked.
"It wasn't very successful, but it was somewhat effective and could prevent Harry from falling asleep forever."
Charlie confessed.
Dumbledore nodded with a solemn expression.
This approach is the most correct.
First, prevent the worst result at the minimum cost.
Mr. Bassey, however, was confused, looking at Charlie in his eyes, full of doubts
"No, Albus, is this Mr. Charlie, who is famous in your wizarding world, a master of potions?"
Bessie's voice was a little surprised.
Dumbledore just rolled his eyes at him.
"Sorry, please forgive me for being rude, but can I smell this potion?"
Bessie's eyes sparkled, and she seemed to be very interested.
Charlie gently opened the lid of the potion bottle, and a strange aura suddenly filled the entire infirmary.
"hiss!"
Bessie gently waved her hand and smelled a little, and suddenly felt like her soul was being hit.
"Ambrosia, Blackbird, Acromantula Venom……"
"A lot of toxic materials, Mr. Zhali, you are so radical……"
Bessie is indeed a master of potions. She just waved her hand and smelled it and immediately discovered some ingredients.
"These are extraordinary times, as you know Mr. Bessie. One day, my brother will be one day closer to death."
Zha Li didn't look back and responded calmly.
"Alas, but if you do this, it may not be effective.……"
Bessie sighed before saying anything else.
Charlie said nothing.
With just a slight wave of his hand, the magic potion was like a small snake.
All of them flew out and landed directly in Harry's mouth.
With one tap, Harry swallowed the potion directly.
Then Charlie stretched out his hands gently, and Harry's body slowly sat up.
Under the control of Chali.
A clear trace of magic traveled through Harry's limbs.
Bessie frowned slightly.
The look in his eyes became more solemn
"This is……"
