Admiral of Hogwarts

"Bah!" The moment the medicine fell on the wound, a sound like water dripping on a red-hot iron plate came from Mr. Weasley's arm.

Several people present were surprised to see that the seemingly normal blood from the wounds that were originally cracked and oozing blood began to emit black smoke after being dripped with potion.

After seeing this scene, a therapist immediately raised the wand in his hand and released a transparent bubble like a soap bubble in an attempt to collect the black mist.

But the strange thing is that although the mist looks very fragile, the healer cannot collect the black mist even after changing several magic spells in succession.

"This is a manifestation of soul pollution." Just when the therapists were about to call people, they saw the black mist suddenly gather and then enter a transparent crystal in Hugo's hand.

"Although this thing looks like mist, it is actually a special kind of soul materialized in reality." Hugo explained in a low voice after watching everyone present looking at him.

"When they leave the host, they will disappear completely soon, so you don't have to worry about the dangers these toxins dispersed in the air will cause nearby."

After getting rid of these annoying black fog, everyone focused on the treatment. At first, this treatment made Mr. Weasley feel obvious discomfort, but soon his squeezed eyebrows gradually became more uncomfortable. Soothed.

"Your Excellency Therapist, how is my husband's specific condition now?" Mrs. Weasley asked the therapist after the treatment and examination.

"At least from now on, it seems that this medicine is very symptomatic." The eldest of the three therapists smiled and nodded to Mrs. Weasley. "Professor Snape is indeed a potions master."

"That's good, that's good." After hearing what the therapist said, Mrs. Weasley relaxed immediately. Although Mr. Weasley's life was not in danger after rescuing him before, it was not right that the wound could not heal. One thing.

The next step was the detention and observation work. Because this work was a bit boring, Mrs. Weasley thought that she could just stay and let the Granger siblings roam freely and come back in an hour.

"I feel like there are sisters in this building." Hermione said to Hugo as soon as she walked out of the ward, and at this time Hugo also felt that there was a ship girl upstairs above them.

So they quickly ran up the stairs, passed through doors one after another, and then arrived at the fifth floor of the hospital amidst the moans of the patients.

"Guanghui, why are you here?" Just when they arrived on the fifth floor, a girl with long light blond hair came out from the direction of the tea room upstairs, and Hugo and Hermione recognized each other immediately. identity of.

"I am currently on a mission between the Order of the Phoenix and the Mutual Aid Association." Guanghui said in a low voice. "We will take the Longbottoms from here to the Western Balkan Federation and then perform treatment on them."

"Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom, what is their relationship with Neville Longbottom?" Hermione asked curiously after hearing what Guanghui said.

"They are Neville Longbottom's parents. They used to be Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix." Hugo explained to his sister in a low voice.

"After the mysterious man died for the first time, several remaining Death Eaters headed by Bella raided them, hoping to get the whereabouts of the mysterious man from them."

"During the torture, this group of Death Eaters used a large number of Cruciatus Curses. Although the Longbottoms were successfully rescued in the end, their souls were damaged and they are now crazy." Guanghui added.

“And we now have a treatment plan for those with damaged souls, which has been verified on several volunteers, so at the request of Principal Dumbledore, we will try to treat Longbottom. "

"What is the approximate success rate of treatment?" Hugo asked curiously. Although the ship girls have some unprecedented power, most of it is related to combat and purification, and there are not many advantages in treatment.

"It depends on your definition of successful treatment. If it is the same as before after treatment, I can only say that the probability is zero." Guanghui answered very seriously.

"But if we can regain part of ourselves and be able to live and work like normal people, we are at least 80% sure of doing so."

"This is mainly because the souls of the two people have been damaged for too long, and the soul is different from other things. It can be said to be very fragile, so when repairing it, we must be cautious."

"As long as it's better than now, don't put too much pressure on you." Hugo said seriously to Guanghui. "At least in this regard, I believe you should have your own ideas. So just do it according to your own judgment without thinking too much."

“Bang——” Just as several people were chatting, a door suddenly opened. Then a man in a hospital gown rushed out and ran directly towards them.

Seeing this, Guanghui reached forward and grabbed the other person, then pressed his neck against the wall. Although this middle-aged man who looked strong struggled hard, he couldn't break away from Guanghui's hand.

"What's going on?" Hugo and the others felt a little confused after being attacked like this, but soon a mother-like middle-aged therapist with a gold and silver garland on his head hurried over, with an anxious look on his face.

"Oh, Mr. Bode, why did you rush out suddenly?" After that, she looked at Guanghui and said, "Thank God, thanks to your help, he didn't hurt anyone, including himself, and was caught, otherwise It would be troublesome to go somewhere else.”

"It's nothing, it's just a little effort." Guanghui said and smiled, then put the man's hands behind his back. "What should he do next?"

"Please follow me!" The therapist nodded and said, "This patient lives in a closed ward. He must have slipped out while I was getting the medicine. The door is usually locked - He's not dangerous! He just can't control himself occasionally."

"Of course, this is also thanks to you. Because magic is not allowed in the corridor here, and for me, it is not an easy task to pull this person back to the ward if magic cannot be used. "

The healer walked to the door of the ward, opened it with an unlocking spell, and then pressed the patient down on a chair. "This is our long-stay ward and the patients have been permanently cursed."

"Of course, relying on intensive treatment and a little luck, the condition can be improved. For example, Mr. Bode has made great progress recently and his speaking ability has recovered well. Although we can't understand what he said. But he is the best in this ward. It’s possible to recover.”

"That should be the case, because this person's soul is the most intact in the whole room." Guanghui muttered quietly at this time, and then asked about the transfer of the Longbottoms.

Because of controlling the Ministry of Magic of the Western Balkans Federation. Therefore, it is obviously much simpler to deal with certain things. For example, the transfer was carried out from a public to public handover with the documents issued by the Western Balkans Magical Treatment Hospital.