Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Harry rode on Firenze's back, rushed out of a bush, and saw Tom lying on the ground.

He immediately climbed down from the centaur's back, while the latter raised his bow and arrow and looked around for a while, and finally said: "He's gone. How is that boy?"

Tom looked extremely miserable. He seemed to have fallen from a very high place. His arms and legs were twisted at a terrible angle and looked like they were broken.

Fortunately, Tom didn't seem to be killed.

Firenze came over, took a look at Tom's wound, grabbed a few leaves from the backpack behind him, and gave them to Harry, "First break his limbs straight, then chew them and apply them on his wounds." .”

The wound was terrible, but it didn't bleed much, and when Harry applied the herbs to Tom's wound, it didn't have a very good effect.

Tom looked at the wound on his arm that almost exposed the bone stubble. He didn't feel any particular pain. The feeling was even closer to the association he had when seeing other people's wounds.

really……

"What should I do? These leaves seem useless..." Harry said in a panic.

"This is a fresh white leaf, it should be able to heal wounds..." Firenze looked a little confused, "Maybe it's because the enemy's spell is too powerful..."

No, it's not the leaves.

What's wrong is my body.

The white fresh leaves are used to treat living people, and there is no way to repair my body.

repair……

By the way, the Restoration Charm might work.

After being attacked by a troll last time, Professor Murphy treated him with a repair spell, and the effect seemed to be good.

"Take me to Professor Murphy..." Tom said.

Harry pulled off a piece of cloth from his robe and temporarily wrapped Tom's arms and legs. Then he lifted Tom onto the centaur's back. He sat behind him and supported him while Firenze led them back.

"Boy, did you see that man's face?"

Tom shook his head, "No, he's all wrapped up in a cloak."

"You already guessed his name, but you still rushed out. It's really reckless," the centaur said. "He might kill you. You only suffered this injury. You're lucky."

"Tom, why are you chasing Voldemort?" Harry asked.

Shortly after Qiu Zhang sent the signal, Harry, Hagrid, Hermione and the others rushed to the place. They saw the body of the unicorn, and then heard Qiu Zhang anxiously saying to Hagrid that Tom should chase the man who killed the unicorn. The murderer of the Horned Beast is gone, and that murderer is probably Voldemort.

Harry almost didn't think twice and rushed out immediately, just like he rushed out when faced with the threat of a troll, he felt that he had to do something.

But what was different from that time was that this time he was still full of doubts.

"I just thought maybe we could catch him," Tom said.

Harry was silent. He felt that Tom was lying.

He said this in a tone just like when he told the professor that he was trying to test his strength when he faced the troll.

But Harry knew that Tom was not an impulsive person at all. He was always very calm. It was impossible for him to rush out so recklessly when he knew that the other party was much stronger than him.

So, is it for the Philosopher's Stone?

To "survive"?

…

They finally sent Tom to the school hospital, but Tom refused to let Madam Pomfrey treat him anyway, and only said to ask Professor Murphy first.

So Murphy met his student in a separate ward.

"Broken bones and tendons?" Murphy listened to Tom describe the magic, and then looked at Tom's wounds. "Yes, it is a terrible black magic. If not treated in time, it may leave a lifelong disability."

He didn't ask why Tom didn't let Madam Pomfrey treat him, nor why he was allowed to come over.

He first cleaned Tom's wound from the clothes fragments, blood stains, soil and other dirt, then rinsed him several times with wound cleaning agent, and finally broke Tom's arms and legs to the appropriate position and recited the repair spell. : "Restored as before!"

Sure enough, the wound was turned back like broken porcelain by the repair spell, the bones returned to their original positions, the torn muscles were reconnected, and finally even the skin was re-covered as if it had been stitched together.

"Professor, isn't this spell used to repair objects?" Tom asked, "Why can you use it to heal me?"

"What's the big difference between objects and the human body?" Murphy said, "From the perspective of Muggle anatomy, these traumas can actually be regarded as mechanical injuries."

"You can think of the human body as a precise machine, the bones as some kind of stones, and the tendons, muscles, blood vessels, nerves, etc. as some kind of ropes and pipes. When broken, they can be glued back together and broken. If it falls off, just sew it back up.”

"That's what Muggle surgeries do."

"Other spells seem to have no effect on my wounds..." Tom said, he almost asked the question, but hesitated when he spoke.

He was a little afraid of what Teacher Murphy would do if he knew he was actually a living corpse.

"The principle of the repair spell is different from other healing spells or potions." Murphy said, "Most of the treatment spells repair tissues by promoting accelerated cell differentiation, while the repair spell is more similar to repairing the damaged part. Restore as much as possible to the original state.”

"Your body's ability to regenerate seems to be a little poor, so the other spells aren't very effective."

Murphy knew this, because his body could no longer withstand ordinary healing spells and potions. The "surgical" treatment method of repair spells was originally developed by him to deal with his own injuries.

Murphy seemed unaware of the true abnormality in his body.

This made Tom feel relieved and a little bitter at the same time.

"Okay," Murphy checked Tom's arms and legs, "come and wave your hands and kick your feet."

Tom tried waving his hands and moving his feet, but it seemed that he felt no different from before.

No pain or itching...

This reminded him of Voldemort's statement that perhaps pain and other feelings were the result of certain spells affecting the soul, but he actually did not have these feelings.

He is like a repaired bicycle or clock, just running like a machine with the support of magic.

"Professor, is there really no difference between people and objects?" he asked.

Murphy looked at Tom and understood that the boy was once again in a crisis of identity.

His previous operation of rushing out to face Voldemort was indeed unexpected by Murphy, but it was still within his overall plan. In fact, this may not be an opportunity that can be exploited, and he might be able to obtain the resurrection potion from Voldemort. formula.

Now, what he has to do is to play the role of a "mentor" according to the plan.

"Tom, what do you think is the most important quality in a person?"

Tom raised his face and looked at Murphy in confusion, "I...I don't know, Professor."

"Well, different people have different answers to this question. But for me, the answer may be: choice." Murphy said.

"Human is just an animal, a life, an object... We are similar to everything in many ways. Therefore, I can use the spell to repair objects to repair the human body. Humans also need to eat and reproduce like animals. , has the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages like animals.”

"But, we do have something unique that makes us human."

"This thing, in my opinion, is the ability to make active choices."

"Animals can seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and can pick up fruits between fruits and stones to satisfy their hunger, but this is not the choice I am talking about. When it makes this choice, it relies on its own instinct, and it is controlled by millions of people. The power of evolution over the years does not know that it is a fruit, nor does it know that it is 'self' who chooses the fruit."

"This choice is unconceptual. It does not know that it has made a choice."

"But people can."

"People can be aware of their own actions and the consequences of these actions, and make their own choices based on this knowledge."

"People face many choices in their lives. To a certain extent, it is these choices that make every person different. A person who cannot make independent choices in the face of differences is nothing more than a walking corpse, a person at the mercy of fate. puppet."

"But even if he is a prisoner, a blind man, or a dying person whose hands and feet can no longer move, as long as he can still control his will, he is free to a certain extent. He can get rid of the control of fate and make himself a Own."

"The certainty after making a choice is the foundation of being a human being."

"I don't think there's any big problem with you," Murphy patted him on the shoulder, "You should be able to recover after a long rest."

Before leaving the ward, Murphy seemed to remember something again.

"By the way, if you have any questions, you can always ask me for help."