Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 113: St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries
Snape had returned as early as yesterday evening, and he is making potions in the office.
Regarding Celine, Snape didn't say much, he just asked Maca to ask the therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries.
Although Snape's tone was as impatient as before, Maca was keenly aware that there seemed to be something hidden in it.
Perhaps, Celine’s mother’s condition is not as simple as imagined.
He pondered, but decided to go to St. Mungo first to see the situation.
The St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries is located in the center of London. It is a busy commercial street. On both sides of the wide streets, the shops are mostly crowded with Christmas customers.
As for why the hospital was built here, it is said that the land in Diagon Alley is not enough, but due to health considerations, the hospital cannot be built underground.
In the end, they chose this place full of Muggles. To be honest, Maca couldn't figure out what they thought.
Maca was walking on the sidewalk, and from time to time he glanced at the shops on the side of the road until he saw an old-fashioned red brick department store, then stopped.
There are not a single Muggle here—they won’t go here because of magic. Because of this, it is in sharp contrast with the busy electrical appliance store next door.
This old department store is called "Tao Tao Co., Ltd.".
It looked decayed and deserted. There were only a few broken dummies in the window. They wore wigs crookedly, with different postures, and they wore clothes that were at least ten years ago.
A big sign saying "Closed for renovation" hung on the dusty door.
Maca walked to a shop window, where there was only a particularly ugly female dummy with all her false eyelashes missing, and she was wearing a green nylon skirt.
"I'm Celine's friend, her mother is sick, and I'm here to visit." Maca tapped the glass lightly and said calmly.
I saw the ugly dummy nodded slightly and beckoned its connected fingers.
Maca immediately moved forward, and disappeared into the glass in the blink of an eye.
After a moment of water-like coolness spread all over the body, the surrounding scene suddenly turned into a crowded waiting room.
The St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injury and Injury has been very busy. Rows of witches and wizards are sitting on swaying wooden chairs, and all kinds of weird symptoms are displayed here.
Some are all kinds of deformities that look awkward and even terrible; some are yelling and can't stop their mouths; others are crawling on the floor, and his friend is trying to press him to the ground So as not to bump into others.
Maca also saw a patient who was learning rabbit jumping, but his sweaty appearance was obviously not voluntary.
Of course, some of them still look normal. They all sit quietly on wooden chairs waiting for the number!
Among the patients, there are witches and wizards in green robes walking up and down among the waiting persons. They ask about the patients and make notes on the tablet.
is embroidered on their chests with a badge, which is a cross mark of a magic wand and bones.
Maca looked at the signs on each window, and then lined up in a long line.
A fat blond witch was sitting behind the table in the window, on which was hung a "Inquiry Office" nameplate.
And on the wall behind her, various notices and slogans were plastered. For example, "clean the crucible to prevent the potion from becoming poison", "the antidote must not be used indiscriminately, and must be approved by a qualified therapist" and so on.
Beside there, there is a large portrait of a witch with long silver curly hair. It is noted below: Dairis Derwent, The Healer of St. Mungo (1722-1741) Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Principal (1741-1768).
Daisi was carefully looking at each patient. When she saw Maca looking at her, she smiled and nodded.
Maca had seen her on the wall of Principal Dumbledore’s room, and when he saw her, he responded with a salute, and then saw Dai Lisi turning around and disappearing from the portrait-it seems she ran to something else Place.
The fat witch was very efficient in handling affairs, and it didn't take long before it was Maca's turn.
"Please check, Celine's mother-I don't know what her name is, but I am Celine's friend." Maca explained.
"I think you'd better ask before you come back..." The fat witch casually said, "You can't find this, you have to know the patient's name."
Maca thought for a while, then said: "Severus Snape was here yesterday, I think you should know."
The fat witch nodded suddenly: "Oh, that's it—fifth floor, fifth floor, walk to the end on the left hand side!"
"Thank you!" Maca said, turning around and walking inside.
There is a gate at the very innermost floor of the first floor. After passing through it, there is a narrow corridor with portraits of famous therapists in history on both sides.
The crystal bubbles filled with candles float on the ceiling, looking like huge soap bubbles. There were wizards in green robes coming in and out at each door, and occasionally a faint wailing sound would be heard in the room from time to time.
He climbed the stairs and, as the fat witch said, went all the way to the far left end of the corridor on the fifth floor. There, there is a single ward with a "danger" sign. Hanging on it is a board with various information, including the patient's name, medical condition log, the main therapist, and so on.
Maca reached out and knocked on the door. After a while, I heard a weak "please come in" from inside. The voice was indeed Celine, but it sounded like she was sick, a weak tone.
Maca unscrews the door handle, pushes the door and enters. But when he just stepped into the ward, he felt something was wrong.
That is a breath that makes the soul feel depressed!
For Maca, who has studied a lot of soul magic, and even experienced it personally, he is very sensitive to the feeling of touching the soul.
This ward is not spacious, only a narrow window is opened on the high wall opposite the door. The light is mainly provided by the crystal bubble gathered in the center of the ceiling.
On the wall of the ward, there is a portrait of a certain wizard. He looks very sunny. When Maca walked in, he waved to Maca.
But under this portrait is pinned a nameplate, which reads: Michael Sully (1585—1651), a craniotomy expert.
Maca walked quickly to the hospital bed, and regardless of Celine, who was full of sadness, nodded at him, staring directly at Celine's mother on the hospital bed and carefully observed.
On the surface, Celine's mother was just a little thin, but she didn't show the patient's proper state.
Her face is normal, even slightly ruddy, she looks healthy. With her eyes closed, she just lay motionless on the hospital bed, breathing smoothly, as if she was asleep.
"I saw the diagnosis at the door just now, did the main therapist really say that?" Maca said hesitantly, "'I was frightened by a dementor, leading to self-enclosed perception', is that true? Is there anything else to say?"
Celine looked sadly at her mother, and gave a soft "um".
"What about before then?" Maca continued to ask, "I remember you said that she was not in good health before—"
"Yes, but no cause has been found before, except that my mother is too old, sometimes weak, sometimes forgetting things, it is normal," Celine said, "only this time, she was behind the house I met a dementor—"
Celine’s mother, or "foster mother", was the last female boss of "Snow Witch". She was also the one who took in Celine, who was young at the time, but she was already in her fifties.
On the surface, it seems normal, but Maca doesn’t think so.
Perhaps, Snape also noticed something strange, but according to his temperament, he wouldn't take care of this kind of meddling too much.
"Celine, I think..." Maca hesitated, but in an instant, she became decisive again, "I think this may be a misdiagnosis... If you can trust me, I can be your mother Do a special check."
Celine was taken aback for a moment, and her dim eyes reappeared.
"To be honest, I don't believe it much! My mother's body has always been very healthy, but when we went to the United States a few years ago, she suddenly became weak..." Celine stood up and gave a hand. Grabbing Maca's arm~IndoMTL.com~ said with a cry, "You can get a basilisk! That must be very powerful... You can check for my mother, please!"
Maca nodded calmly and said: "It's not convenient here... You first go through the discharge procedures, and then take your mother back to the'Snow Witch'. I have to make some preparations... Do you need my help here? "
"No, I can do it by myself... Please!"
Seeing Maca's incredible calmness, Celine's mood gradually calmed down.
"Okay, but I still have to explain in advance-the examination I am going to do is more special, it is about the soul, do you understand?"
Celine looked at him in surprise, then nodded again after a while.
"St. Mungo’s therapist has nothing to do. Mr. Snape also said that special potions are just trying—" Celine pursed his lips, "Mother’s kindness to me, I’m afraid I’ll spend my whole life It’s not over yet... Whether it’s white magic or black magic, as long as there is hope, I have to try it!"
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Originally, Maca didn't intend to take care of everything like a good old man. But Celine's mother's symptoms gave him some familiar feelings.
This may be a breakthrough that can help him solve his emotional closure problem! In any case, he could not let go of any possibility.
Maca hurried back to Hogwarts, tidying up many useful things.
Right now, he misses Luna and Wei Li a bit. An assistant who can keep his secrets is not easy to find!
It's a pity, not to mention that the Christmas holiday is not over yet, Villi has temporarily suspended school, and I don’t know when she will come back!
After finishing everything, he rushed to Hogsmeade Village without stopping.