Chapter 398 St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries
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Rui Chen 3499
The streets here are a bit quiet, and the windows of the building are also gray.
As they approached, the window gradually became clear, and several dummies could be seen inside.
The dummies have different postures, are also wearing old-fashioned clothes, and have dusty wigs on their heads, which has an indescribably weird feeling.
"This is it!" Mad-Eye Moody took a step forward, "I'm here to visit Frank Longbottom and his wife!"
Hearing Mad-Eye Moody's words, the dummy in the window seemed to come to life, nodded slightly, stretched itself, and made a welcome gesture.
There was a noisy sound in the quiet street, and the source happened to be the window in front of me.
Facing all kinds of wonders in the magical world, Kong Nuo has long been used to it, and followed everyone straight through the window.
Behind the window is a brand new world, and St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Wounds and Wounds is hidden inside.
When he opened his eyes, the store had turned into a waiting room, and a plump blond witch was sitting at the information desk, constantly guiding patients to the corresponding floors.
St. Mungo's had many doctors and patients, and there were many wizards around, sitting in rough wooden chairs, waiting anxiously for something.
There are many kinds of magical accidents. Some wizards have big boils on their skin. The boils are still in the shape of hounds, which should be caused by the wrong use of transfiguration magic.
Some wizards have their hair standing on end, and there are many rags hanging from it.If anyone passed in front of him, the robe would be torn off by his hair, and the rags of his hair would come from it.
Some wizards pursed their lips and looked impatient. As long as they twisted their necks, blue smoke would come out of their nostrils and ears.
In addition to the information desk that can know which floor to go to for treatment, the signage in the distance can also tell patients which floor they should go to.
In addition to setting up the information office, the first floor is also the location of the Artifact Injury Department. Just as Kong Nuo and the others went upstairs, the wizard whose buttocks were stuck to the broomstick was just about to see a doctor.
Kong Nuo couldn't help but said: "This kind of operation is still possible! Fortunately, I customized a flying sword before! Now I don't need to use props to fly!"
Mad-Eye Moody had already torn off his cloak, revealing the wooden prosthetic limb shaped like a dragon's claw.
"I bought a second-hand broomstick! I guess I poured too much glue. If you use it for too long, the glue will seep out and stick to your butt!"
"Expert!" Kong Nuo said in surprise.
Mad-Eye Moody said, "I've seen too much! That's what happened to that shitty Gummy Minister, and now he's buying second-hand brooms for the Aurors!"
"There was an Auror who got into St. Mungo's last year because his ass was glued together! What a dog! If Crouch was the Minister of Magic, there would be no such thing!"
Tonks reminded, dumbfounded: "Mad-Eye! Take it easy! Even though you're retired, I'm still working at the Ministry of Magic!"
"In case Toad... Ms. Umbridge sets up some magic, she will hear your words!"
"If you want to scold, just scold! Just practice Occlumency well!" Mad-Eye Moody said disdainfully, "Don't you want to improve your Occlumency quickly? Next to you is an expert!"
"Professor Kong? Can he help me?"
"If those juniors didn't lie to me, the "Quiet Heart Sutra" is indeed helpful for Occlumency, and it can make wizards calm down faster."
"Ask Williamson and them!" Kong Nuo directly took out a business card, "They are proficient in their business now, I am very relieved."
"Oh... good! Thank you!" Tonks took the business card and continued to ask curiously, "Well... besides them, I remember that Hogwarts students are also studying, right?"
"Yes! Who told you?"
Tonks said: "Harry told me that he went back to his uncle's house and now lives with Sirius."
"Would that... the rest of Hogwarts be? Well... the one... Professor Lupine?"
Kong Nuo nodded and said, "Yes! In the course of treating wolf-like disease, I added such a link later, which greatly shortened the time to complete the treatment of wolf-like disease."
"Oh! That's great!" Tonks cheered up and waved the business card in his hand, "I'll ask Professor Lupine to guide me when the time comes."
"Tonks!" Mad-Eye Moody suddenly shouted, "As an Auror, you have to hide positive emotions such as joy, so as to prevent the enemy from using your hobbies to attack you!"
"I... I didn't feel happy! I just think it's cheaper!" Tonks' hair instantly turned red like a fire.
The second floor is mainly responsible for the damage caused by various creatures. Compared with the first floor, the smell here is much more unpleasant. There are many wizards who wait until the wounds are festered or even necrotic before choosing to seek medical treatment.
Green water was dripping from the wound on a wizard's right arm. With a mournful face, he cried helplessly:
"I thought it was a shapeshifting lizard...that's why I didn't come for treatment! I don't need amputation, do I? Don't do that kind of thing!"
The therapist in charge of the diagnosis was very calm, picked up a cotton swab and stirred the wound, "Wrong! This is the wound caused by the Peruvian Vipertooth."
"You are lucky. You only encountered young dragons, so there is no risk of contracting dragon pox. After the wound is treated, just take the medicine on time."
St. Mungo's healer uniform is a green robe with St. Mungo's emblem on the chest - a cross made of a wand and bones.
At this time, another therapist walked past Kong Nuo and turned back immediately, "Professor Kong! Why are you here?"
"Is there something uncomfortable? Do you need to line up? I can help you arrange it first!"
Kong Nuo smiled and patted the therapist's shoulder, "Robert! Can you hope I can order something better! Do you think I will be hurt?"
The therapist's name was Robert Hilliard, a graduate of the class of '[-], and a prefect of Ravenclaw.
"That's true!" Robert laughed sheepishly. "Then what are you doing here? Is there anything I can do to help?"
Kong Nuo noticed that Neville's face became tense, he shook his head and said with a smile, "Come to visit a friend. Go get busy! I can handle it myself!"
"Okay!" Robert nodded, "Today is indeed a bit busy! There are too many werewolves who have come to treat lycanthropy by receiving subsidies!"
Because Kong Nuo used the "Quiet Heart Sutra" in the course of treatment to complement the lycanthropy, and St. Mungo himself did not have the corresponding talents.
Because Robert, who was an intern at St. Mungo's, understood the "Quiet Heart Sutra", he was exceptionally promoted to a therapist in the Department of Biological Injury, specializing in the treatment of werewolves.
"Professor Kong, it seems that your students all recognize you!" Mad-Eye Moody said suddenly, "You probably don't want to do anything to subvert the magical world, do you?"
As they approached, the window gradually became clear, and several dummies could be seen inside.
The dummies have different postures, are also wearing old-fashioned clothes, and have dusty wigs on their heads, which has an indescribably weird feeling.
"This is it!" Mad-Eye Moody took a step forward, "I'm here to visit Frank Longbottom and his wife!"
Hearing Mad-Eye Moody's words, the dummy in the window seemed to come to life, nodded slightly, stretched itself, and made a welcome gesture.
There was a noisy sound in the quiet street, and the source happened to be the window in front of me.
Facing all kinds of wonders in the magical world, Kong Nuo has long been used to it, and followed everyone straight through the window.
Behind the window is a brand new world, and St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Wounds and Wounds is hidden inside.
When he opened his eyes, the store had turned into a waiting room, and a plump blond witch was sitting at the information desk, constantly guiding patients to the corresponding floors.
St. Mungo's had many doctors and patients, and there were many wizards around, sitting in rough wooden chairs, waiting anxiously for something.
There are many kinds of magical accidents. Some wizards have big boils on their skin. The boils are still in the shape of hounds, which should be caused by the wrong use of transfiguration magic.
Some wizards have their hair standing on end, and there are many rags hanging from it.If anyone passed in front of him, the robe would be torn off by his hair, and the rags of his hair would come from it.
Some wizards pursed their lips and looked impatient. As long as they twisted their necks, blue smoke would come out of their nostrils and ears.
In addition to the information desk that can know which floor to go to for treatment, the signage in the distance can also tell patients which floor they should go to.
In addition to setting up the information office, the first floor is also the location of the Artifact Injury Department. Just as Kong Nuo and the others went upstairs, the wizard whose buttocks were stuck to the broomstick was just about to see a doctor.
Kong Nuo couldn't help but said: "This kind of operation is still possible! Fortunately, I customized a flying sword before! Now I don't need to use props to fly!"
Mad-Eye Moody had already torn off his cloak, revealing the wooden prosthetic limb shaped like a dragon's claw.
"I bought a second-hand broomstick! I guess I poured too much glue. If you use it for too long, the glue will seep out and stick to your butt!"
"Expert!" Kong Nuo said in surprise.
Mad-Eye Moody said, "I've seen too much! That's what happened to that shitty Gummy Minister, and now he's buying second-hand brooms for the Aurors!"
"There was an Auror who got into St. Mungo's last year because his ass was glued together! What a dog! If Crouch was the Minister of Magic, there would be no such thing!"
Tonks reminded, dumbfounded: "Mad-Eye! Take it easy! Even though you're retired, I'm still working at the Ministry of Magic!"
"In case Toad... Ms. Umbridge sets up some magic, she will hear your words!"
"If you want to scold, just scold! Just practice Occlumency well!" Mad-Eye Moody said disdainfully, "Don't you want to improve your Occlumency quickly? Next to you is an expert!"
"Professor Kong? Can he help me?"
"If those juniors didn't lie to me, the "Quiet Heart Sutra" is indeed helpful for Occlumency, and it can make wizards calm down faster."
"Ask Williamson and them!" Kong Nuo directly took out a business card, "They are proficient in their business now, I am very relieved."
"Oh... good! Thank you!" Tonks took the business card and continued to ask curiously, "Well... besides them, I remember that Hogwarts students are also studying, right?"
"Yes! Who told you?"
Tonks said: "Harry told me that he went back to his uncle's house and now lives with Sirius."
"Would that... the rest of Hogwarts be? Well... the one... Professor Lupine?"
Kong Nuo nodded and said, "Yes! In the course of treating wolf-like disease, I added such a link later, which greatly shortened the time to complete the treatment of wolf-like disease."
"Oh! That's great!" Tonks cheered up and waved the business card in his hand, "I'll ask Professor Lupine to guide me when the time comes."
"Tonks!" Mad-Eye Moody suddenly shouted, "As an Auror, you have to hide positive emotions such as joy, so as to prevent the enemy from using your hobbies to attack you!"
"I... I didn't feel happy! I just think it's cheaper!" Tonks' hair instantly turned red like a fire.
The second floor is mainly responsible for the damage caused by various creatures. Compared with the first floor, the smell here is much more unpleasant. There are many wizards who wait until the wounds are festered or even necrotic before choosing to seek medical treatment.
Green water was dripping from the wound on a wizard's right arm. With a mournful face, he cried helplessly:
"I thought it was a shapeshifting lizard...that's why I didn't come for treatment! I don't need amputation, do I? Don't do that kind of thing!"
The therapist in charge of the diagnosis was very calm, picked up a cotton swab and stirred the wound, "Wrong! This is the wound caused by the Peruvian Vipertooth."
"You are lucky. You only encountered young dragons, so there is no risk of contracting dragon pox. After the wound is treated, just take the medicine on time."
St. Mungo's healer uniform is a green robe with St. Mungo's emblem on the chest - a cross made of a wand and bones.
At this time, another therapist walked past Kong Nuo and turned back immediately, "Professor Kong! Why are you here?"
"Is there something uncomfortable? Do you need to line up? I can help you arrange it first!"
Kong Nuo smiled and patted the therapist's shoulder, "Robert! Can you hope I can order something better! Do you think I will be hurt?"
The therapist's name was Robert Hilliard, a graduate of the class of '[-], and a prefect of Ravenclaw.
"That's true!" Robert laughed sheepishly. "Then what are you doing here? Is there anything I can do to help?"
Kong Nuo noticed that Neville's face became tense, he shook his head and said with a smile, "Come to visit a friend. Go get busy! I can handle it myself!"
"Okay!" Robert nodded, "Today is indeed a bit busy! There are too many werewolves who have come to treat lycanthropy by receiving subsidies!"
Because Kong Nuo used the "Quiet Heart Sutra" in the course of treatment to complement the lycanthropy, and St. Mungo himself did not have the corresponding talents.
Because Robert, who was an intern at St. Mungo's, understood the "Quiet Heart Sutra", he was exceptionally promoted to a therapist in the Department of Biological Injury, specializing in the treatment of werewolves.
"Professor Kong, it seems that your students all recognize you!" Mad-Eye Moody said suddenly, "You probably don't want to do anything to subvert the magical world, do you?"
