Chapter 400 What happened to the Longbottoms
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Rui Chen 3499
Even wizards, once insane, and insanity caused by black magic, are very difficult to cure with potions.
The Longbottoms have special identities. As the Aurors, they also contributed a lot to the fight against Voldemort.
They even faced Voldemort twice, and successfully escaped Voldemort's claws. The Ministry of Magic at the time also used this incident to publicize it to boost the morale of the wizards.
Because of their reputation, after the four Death Eaters were arrested, the trial process was simpler than other Death Eaters.
After only one Wizengamot sentence, all four Death Eaters were sent to Azkaban for life sentences.
During the initial period, the "Daily Prophet" would often report on the recovery of the Longbottoms.
At that time, there were many healers or potions masters who wanted to cure the Longbottoms and make their reputations far and wide.
They all failed, however, and the Longbottoms would intermittently go into a state of insanity, unable to remember what had happened, and ended up in a ward where the permanent patients lived.
Over time, no one tried to cure the Longbottoms, and the Daily Prophet stopped mentioning it.
For other wizards, it's just one less thing to keep paying attention to.
For the Longbottom family, especially Neville and his grandmother, every day was a torment.
It wasn't until last summer vacation that Neville felt the real recognition in the martial arts gym, and finally regained his confidence.
He would tell his parents about his life, because the therapist once said that maybe in this way, the Longbottoms could be awakened one day.
In the process of practicing the "Quiet Heart Sutra", he found that his parents were calm for a longer period of time, and when they fell into madness, their reactions were not so violent.
Neville vaguely felt that he might have found a way to heal his parents. After all, the knowledge of martial arts brought by Kong Nuo involved a field that had never been seen before.
Those things that healers and potion masters can't do, perhaps can be achieved through the "Qing Jing Jing Sutra" and knowledge of meridians.
His guesses and attempts are correct. The time for parents to be calm is getting longer and longer. Even if they are in a state of madness, it is easier to be comforted by the therapist.
Just when everything was going in a better direction, his parents suddenly fell asleep.
Even if a senior therapist conducts a consultation, a relatively accurate diagnosis cannot be obtained.
Augusta told all the things that happened in these years, and finally heaved a long sigh, "Neville did all these things without telling me. You don't know how angry I was."
"I'm angry at myself, why didn't I find out all this, and thought that Frank and the others were really recovering because of the long-term care of the therapist..."
"If it wasn't for what you said today, maybe I would never have realized how much I did." She changed her subject and looked at Kong Nuo very gratefully.
"I controlled Neville too strictly before, that's why he did these things silently. Even if these things were good for Frank, he didn't dare to tell me."
"Grandma..." Neville shouted with red eyes, "If it wasn't for me, Mom and Dad wouldn't be unconscious..."
Do...do...do...
Mad-Eye Moody stomped his magic prosthetic at this moment, and said in his usual gruff low voice, "Stop being sensational here!"
"Let's go in now! I want to see my former comrades-in-arms, what's going on now!"
Augusta has long been used to Mad-Eye Moody's way of speaking, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, put his arms around Neville's shoulders and said, "That's right! I almost forgot the business! Let's go in now!"
Entering the ward requires the use of magic to open the two doors.
Although it was just a simple unlocking spell, it was the most effective means of restriction for the patients inside.
The layout of the ward is similar to that of the Hogwarts school infirmary. There are only four patients in total, and the intervals between the beds are relatively large, which are used to store various daily necessities.
Besides Neville's parents, there was also Professor Quirrell lying here, and a witch with a hairy face sitting by the bed.
Because of Voldemort's possession, Professor Quirrell was so unconscious that he might last until the end of his life.
And that witch's situation is also very special. When she was practicing Animagus, she made some mistakes, and her body stayed in the form between a wizard and a hound.
Not only did she stay in form, but her consciousness was also extremely confused. She just vaguely remembered that she still had a child, and she could only bark when she spoke.
Neville's parents were lying on the hospital bed, their hands were tightly clasped, their expressions were calm as if they were in pain.
There are more therapists than patients here, and several therapists in green robes surrounded the Longbottoms, communicating with each other with their brows furrowed.
"They feel that Frank and the others are getting better, and now it's time to make a name for themselves." Augusta's tone was very calm, but he could feel the anger hidden behind the calm.
"I think we can use the Resuscitating Charm... a strong enough Resuscitating Spell, maybe Headmaster Dumbledore can help!"
"You can try a [-]-fold concentrated refreshing agent! Their condition has improved, and they may just need a simple stimulation."
"You don't have a therapist's certificate, do you? How can you come up with such an absurd idea? Such a dose will kill people!"
……
Not all therapists are so unkind.
A female therapist wearing a filigree garland is looking at other therapists with disgust.
Augusta led the crowd towards the therapist, and said hello, "Ms. Florence, I'm back. How is their discussion going?"
As the resident therapist in this ward, Florence is an extremely gentle and peaceful witch.
Not only her voice is gentle, but also because she can treat each patient very gently.
If it was another therapist, when the Longbottoms went crazy, they would directly use magic such as the stun spell to restrain and appease them.
Only Florence could use words and candies to calm down the Longbottoms in the safest and troublesome way.
"You are Mr. Connor, right?" Florence asked softly, "I know a lot about you. Recently, the werewolf took the initiative to come to St. Mungo's because of your blessing."
"Hello, Ms. Florence." Connor nodded and said, "Can you tell me about the recent situation of the Longbottoms? I can make a preliminary judgment."
The Longbottoms have special identities. As the Aurors, they also contributed a lot to the fight against Voldemort.
They even faced Voldemort twice, and successfully escaped Voldemort's claws. The Ministry of Magic at the time also used this incident to publicize it to boost the morale of the wizards.
Because of their reputation, after the four Death Eaters were arrested, the trial process was simpler than other Death Eaters.
After only one Wizengamot sentence, all four Death Eaters were sent to Azkaban for life sentences.
During the initial period, the "Daily Prophet" would often report on the recovery of the Longbottoms.
At that time, there were many healers or potions masters who wanted to cure the Longbottoms and make their reputations far and wide.
They all failed, however, and the Longbottoms would intermittently go into a state of insanity, unable to remember what had happened, and ended up in a ward where the permanent patients lived.
Over time, no one tried to cure the Longbottoms, and the Daily Prophet stopped mentioning it.
For other wizards, it's just one less thing to keep paying attention to.
For the Longbottom family, especially Neville and his grandmother, every day was a torment.
It wasn't until last summer vacation that Neville felt the real recognition in the martial arts gym, and finally regained his confidence.
He would tell his parents about his life, because the therapist once said that maybe in this way, the Longbottoms could be awakened one day.
In the process of practicing the "Quiet Heart Sutra", he found that his parents were calm for a longer period of time, and when they fell into madness, their reactions were not so violent.
Neville vaguely felt that he might have found a way to heal his parents. After all, the knowledge of martial arts brought by Kong Nuo involved a field that had never been seen before.
Those things that healers and potion masters can't do, perhaps can be achieved through the "Qing Jing Jing Sutra" and knowledge of meridians.
His guesses and attempts are correct. The time for parents to be calm is getting longer and longer. Even if they are in a state of madness, it is easier to be comforted by the therapist.
Just when everything was going in a better direction, his parents suddenly fell asleep.
Even if a senior therapist conducts a consultation, a relatively accurate diagnosis cannot be obtained.
Augusta told all the things that happened in these years, and finally heaved a long sigh, "Neville did all these things without telling me. You don't know how angry I was."
"I'm angry at myself, why didn't I find out all this, and thought that Frank and the others were really recovering because of the long-term care of the therapist..."
"If it wasn't for what you said today, maybe I would never have realized how much I did." She changed her subject and looked at Kong Nuo very gratefully.
"I controlled Neville too strictly before, that's why he did these things silently. Even if these things were good for Frank, he didn't dare to tell me."
"Grandma..." Neville shouted with red eyes, "If it wasn't for me, Mom and Dad wouldn't be unconscious..."
Do...do...do...
Mad-Eye Moody stomped his magic prosthetic at this moment, and said in his usual gruff low voice, "Stop being sensational here!"
"Let's go in now! I want to see my former comrades-in-arms, what's going on now!"
Augusta has long been used to Mad-Eye Moody's way of speaking, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, put his arms around Neville's shoulders and said, "That's right! I almost forgot the business! Let's go in now!"
Entering the ward requires the use of magic to open the two doors.
Although it was just a simple unlocking spell, it was the most effective means of restriction for the patients inside.
The layout of the ward is similar to that of the Hogwarts school infirmary. There are only four patients in total, and the intervals between the beds are relatively large, which are used to store various daily necessities.
Besides Neville's parents, there was also Professor Quirrell lying here, and a witch with a hairy face sitting by the bed.
Because of Voldemort's possession, Professor Quirrell was so unconscious that he might last until the end of his life.
And that witch's situation is also very special. When she was practicing Animagus, she made some mistakes, and her body stayed in the form between a wizard and a hound.
Not only did she stay in form, but her consciousness was also extremely confused. She just vaguely remembered that she still had a child, and she could only bark when she spoke.
Neville's parents were lying on the hospital bed, their hands were tightly clasped, their expressions were calm as if they were in pain.
There are more therapists than patients here, and several therapists in green robes surrounded the Longbottoms, communicating with each other with their brows furrowed.
"They feel that Frank and the others are getting better, and now it's time to make a name for themselves." Augusta's tone was very calm, but he could feel the anger hidden behind the calm.
"I think we can use the Resuscitating Charm... a strong enough Resuscitating Spell, maybe Headmaster Dumbledore can help!"
"You can try a [-]-fold concentrated refreshing agent! Their condition has improved, and they may just need a simple stimulation."
"You don't have a therapist's certificate, do you? How can you come up with such an absurd idea? Such a dose will kill people!"
……
Not all therapists are so unkind.
A female therapist wearing a filigree garland is looking at other therapists with disgust.
Augusta led the crowd towards the therapist, and said hello, "Ms. Florence, I'm back. How is their discussion going?"
As the resident therapist in this ward, Florence is an extremely gentle and peaceful witch.
Not only her voice is gentle, but also because she can treat each patient very gently.
If it was another therapist, when the Longbottoms went crazy, they would directly use magic such as the stun spell to restrain and appease them.
Only Florence could use words and candies to calm down the Longbottoms in the safest and troublesome way.
"You are Mr. Connor, right?" Florence asked softly, "I know a lot about you. Recently, the werewolf took the initiative to come to St. Mungo's because of your blessing."
"Hello, Ms. Florence." Connor nodded and said, "Can you tell me about the recent situation of the Longbottoms? I can make a preliminary judgment."
