All things are three at Hogwarts

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The door clicked and Penello closed it, and Allen's eyes lingered on Hermione's tear-stained face for a while.

Allen rubbed his forehead with his fingers, breathed out, and his body seemed to shrink downwards. He said directly in a low voice: "I have to admit to you, Hermione. I know all about these experiments, and they are I asked the doctor and Siyan not to tell you, they did it behind the scenes."

Although Hermione was very tired from tormenting herself with guilt, she still noticed that the other party was strange. Compared with the past, Allen's tone seemed a little stiff. And according to Allen's past behavior habits, he would show more intimacy, such as touching her head...

So Hermione held Alan's hand and said with some pain: "Oh no, Alan, you don't have to make yourself responsible for such a mistake just to comfort me."

"Hermione, do you know about the development of Muggle medicine?" Seeing that Hermione didn't believe it and didn't bother with it, Allen saw that asking questions still made Hermione start thinking habitually, so he continued slowly, "Explore the unknown. Field, conducting experiments for this purpose will inevitably lead to some dark sides and sacrifices. In the development of Muggle medicine, because there are no anesthesia and blood transfusions, there was a period of time where we were trying to be as quick as possible..." Allen paused, "Amputation surgery Some people amputated a thigh in less than seven seconds, and some military doctors performed more than two hundred operations in twenty-four hours, averaging one every seven minutes..."

Hermione looked at Alan with confusion and didn't speak. She didn't understand why he was talking about this?

"With such a fast speed, are there any additional benefits? Of course there is, at least it can reduce the pain time." Allen saw Hermione looking at him and gave her a smile, "Are there any disadvantages? There are too many... First of all... , after direct cutting, the flesh and blood will be retracted from the cutting surface, which will cause the bones to be left outside. Moreover, the flesh and blood cut with a saw is very rough, and it will take several years to fully recover. In addition, the surgery is too fast, which will cause... An accidental incision." He paused and took a sip of sugar-free Coke. "A Muggle doctor named Robert Liston, who is known as the fastest knife in Scotland, pursues speed...fast means that he may make more mistakes. He once cut off the patient's leg within two and a half minutes, but due to excessive force, he also cut off the patient's high pill; a teenager with a neck ulcer was misdiagnosed due to Liston's overconfidence. When the affected part was cut open with a knife, the boy immediately bled to death...and the most exaggerated one was an operation with a mortality rate of 300."

"Ancient Muggle medicine was so terrible!" Hermione looked frightened and confused: "But 300? Why did three people die when performing surgery on one machine?"

"At that time, Liston cut off the saw, and the patient's leg was broken. But at the same time, the fingers of the assistant who helped to support the patient's leg were also cut off. The patient whose leg he cut off with such speed died of infection the next day... This was quite significant at the time. It was common because there was no concept of sterilization at that time, and his assistant accidentally cut off his finger and died of infection; another innocent victim was a famous doctor who was observing the operation and was stabbed in both legs by the blade he threw out. The critical moment was actually not serious, but he probably had a heart disease or something like that, so he went into shock and died out of fear..."

These cruelties in the history of ancient medicine made Hermione gasp in shock: "Alan, what do you mean..."

"After this, Liston pioneered the use of ether as an anesthetic. It can be said that Liston promoted the popularization of anesthesia... He invented a transparent gelatin plaster, a bulldog clamp for locking arterial forceps, and began to use leg splints. Used to stabilize femoral dislocations and fractures, these are still in use today. In addition, there is the Liston knife named after him..." Allen said seriously, "So Hermione, the reason why Muggle modern medicine is what it is now. Advancement is accumulated by these pioneers through various experiments on human life that may even seem bloody and foolish to outsiders. It is accumulated from long-term practice to understand why this patient will die and why this patient can live. "...I am not lying to you when I tell you that I know what the Four Eyes are doing. I do acquiesce in their actions, and you also know my attitude towards the pursuit of knowledge and truth..." Allen pressed his hands on He On Min's shoulder, it was also the first time he put his hand on her today. "I am not wrong about using death row prisoners and maliciously spreading the werewolf virus as an experiment to save werewolves, and you who are unaware of it are even more right. ...The wrong one is the mysterious person who deliberately used them on Muggles... Hermione, think about it, if the mysterious person did not use potions that are harmful to Muggles this time, but bought the candies produced by our umbrella...such as the candies produced by our umbrella Do you still think we are responsible if we piston people alive?"

"Ellen...I know what you mean..." Hermione nodded in agreement at first, but she still felt a little sophistical and shook her head and said, "But this time the matter is still written differently. We could have avoided it. After all, it was the same The whole city…”

"Yes, I could have avoided it..." Allen's face became paler, and he crossed his hands and clenched them tightly, "But this crime has nothing to do with you, it is my responsibility..." Ai Lun spoke more slowly, and he began to look at Hermione, "Hermione, your eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, you are too tired... I will take you back to the island in the middle of the lake to have a good sleep, and you won't wake up until you wake up." Focus on other things..."

"I can't, Alan. What Dumbledore and Penelope said just now are right. There is always something I can do. I should take action..." Hermione said. She looked up and looked at Alan, who was also a little red. eyes, "Besides, you are the one who should..."

Before she finished speaking, Hermione's vision went dark and she lost consciousness. She was held in Allen's arms. Allen didn't give her any room to continue to argue. He directly used magic to make Hermione fall asleep. Then he stepped on Into the Shadow took Hermione back to the castle on the island in the middle of the lake, carried Hermione to the double bed in her room here, took off her coat and covered her with the quilt.

Then Allen, who started to leave, stopped, turned over and squatted beside the bed. He stretched out his right hand, gently smoothed Hermione's hair and put his fingers on her forehead. After visible magic fluctuations, he pulled the quilt for her again and turned around to leave the room.

As soon as Allen came out of the room, Helena walked out from behind the pillar on one side.

"Father." The female ghost pointed in the direction of Hermione's room, "What happened to Miss Granger? I saw that she seemed to have fainted?"

"This incident caused her to collapse. I think she is too tired...so let her sleep for a few hours." Allen waved his hand feebly. In fact, in addition to letting Hermione fall asleep, he also tried to use the previous Luna's magic that can influence other people's brains to ignore some problems is not very proficient yet, but it should make her feel less guilty after waking up.

"I saw Miss Crevat knocking down the statue while walking." Helena nodded, and then said unhappily, "But father, maybe you should focus on your mother? Mrs. Malfoy and I have been I haven’t seen her for days... Do you know where she is... She is still pregnant and no one is around her, I am a little worried... You know, mom is not very good at taking care of herself."

"Your mother... is busy with her own affairs these days." Allen tried to show a comforting smile on his bloodless face, "Helena, don't worry, your mother is very powerful... I think she should go out. I went to find what I wanted to eat... I promise she will come back in a while and there will be no danger... You know we have a blood bond that can sense each other's status and location..."