Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1228: Several Hospital

[[As April approaches, the temperature outside the house begins to warm up, and the lilacs in the yard also glow with new vitality with the arrival of spring.

Albert sat on the sofa in the sun room, enjoying the long-lost morning sunshine while reading the latest issue of the newspaper.

He looked up at the McDougal sisters who were walking in the courtyard, smiled and waved at Isobel, and turned his attention to the latest headlines.

"It is really unrealistic to expect a group of lunatics to be safe."

When he learned the latest news from the newspaper, it was already a few days later. He put down the newspaper, picked up his wand and summoned a notebook, and wrote down the useful news in the newspaper:

Angelina is attacked, Claire disappears, and Damocles is tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

"If Angelina was attacked and Claire's disappearance is related to me, then why was Damocles tortured by Death Eaters using the Cruciatus Curse?" Albert always felt that these three things gave him a strong feeling. A strong sense of disobedience.

"Are you looking for me?"

Albert really couldn't understand. Although the two sides did have deep hatred, after Voldemort took control of Mrs. Dale and Mrs. Mary, he should not be trying to find him.

But this unreasonable thing still happened.

To confuse right and wrong, or...

Who is trying to find me again?

Albert picked up the magic wand on the table, summoned the crystal ball in the study out of thin air, put his hand on the crystal ball lightly, stared at the figure appearing in the billowing smoke, his expression became very strange.

"Bellatrix Lestrange." Albert whispered the name of the culprit.

"What does that crazy woman want to do, find me, or..."

If there was any action on Voldemort's side, he would surely receive some news.

So, this all looks more like Bellatrix acting on her own accord?

Well, it's not surprising that she hated herself.

Besides, lunatics are unreasonable.

"Sure enough, she should be arranged as soon as possible." Albert murmured, he felt that a certain plan should be put on the agenda.

However, Damocles was unlucky enough. He clearly suggested that the other party go to other countries to hide for a while.

Unfortunately, not only did the master of potions not leave England, he also did not accept the protection invitation from the Ministry of Magic, trying to use his blood (pure blood) and reputation to remain neutral in this wizarding war. However, when Damocles was targeted by Death Eaters, he was not as lucky as Hetok Dagworth.

"Whose fate are you spying on again?"

Katrina helped Isobel to sit on the sofa, her gaze swept across the crystal ball and newspapers on the table, and finally landed on a strange hospital leaflet.

"Tell me like a voyeur."

Albert didn't care about Katrina's teasing, and looked sideways at his wife. Except for Isobel's breathing becoming a little short, other conditions remained in good condition.

"Several Hospital?"

Katrina picked up the hospital leaflet, looked at the content carefully, and asked Albert: "You reserved a Muggle hospital for Isobel?"

Albert reached out and took the flyer from Katrina's hand, and said meaningfully, "This is not for Isobel."

"Mystery all day long."

Katrina curled her lips and picked up the "Daily Prophet" to read the news on the front page.

Then, she looked up at Albert in surprise, "The group of Death Eaters haven't given up looking for you yet?"

"Obviously."

"Those people will probably hate you very much!" Katrina said suddenly, "If it wasn't because of your relationship..."

"Hate me?" Albert asked back as if he couldn't understand, "Why do they hate me?"

"I hate you for spilling over to them," Katrina reminded.

"They should hate the Death Eaters," Albert said.

"You know, they don't dare." Katrina had a little self-mockery and sarcasm on her face. She was very aware of the awe that ordinary people had towards Death Eaters, and she knew even more that they would hate Albert even more. Albert's fault.

There are many such people.

"If they don't even have the courage to hate the Death Eaters, it means that they are bullying and fearless waste, and they don't deserve sympathy at all." Albert's tone was still calm, maybe he would sympathize with these unlucky ones, but If those people didn't want revenge, but because they were afraid of transferring their hatred to him, then they deserved their misfortune, and they didn't deserve Albert's sympathy at all.

As for their misfortune and hatred, what does it have to do with him, Albert?

It cannot be said that everyone who was persecuted by the Death Eaters was affected by Albert.

"When you treat those irrelevant people, you are still as cold-blooded as ever." Katrina felt that Albert threw those unlucky ones aside like trash.

"People are like this, it's too late to watch the excitement, and who would really care about the life and death of those irrelevant people!" Albert put his ear on Isobel's belly, calmly Said extremely cruel words.

"Some things can only be done, not said!" Isobel bowed his head and kissed Albert's forehead.

"That's why I say that most people are hypocritical and pretend that they are not hypocritical. They are a bunch of double-standard dogs."

"You don't seem to be hypocritical." Katrina looked at the intimate couple and asked, "When will we leave the UK?"

"The end of May." Albert said without thinking.

"You should come with us!" Katrina asked for Isobel.

"Well, at that time, I'm afraid I will have to run at both ends. A big event may happen in the UK in mid-June. At that time, I have to stay in the UK to control the situation."

"It's more important than the birth of your child." Katrina raised her eyebrows slightly to express her dissatisfaction.

"I have a time converter, and it will be fine then." Albert comforted.

"Oh, you still have that thing, I almost forgot about it." Katrina didn't continue to ask. After spending so long with Albert, she also understands that it is difficult to change this man's mind.

Perhaps, Isobel has a solution, but she has no objection, so what objection can she have?

"Honey, I have an appointment this afternoon, and I may not be able to come back for dinner at noon." Albert lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead. A leaflet stuffed into his pocket.

"Be careful on the road." Isobel instructed.

"You just indulge him like this?"

Looking at Albert's leaving back, Katrina looked back at her dear sister.

"This is not good."

"You can't tie him around. Everyone has their own business, and Albert must have something important." Isobel continued to flip through the parenting book, "What's more, too much entanglement will make People are bored."

"Can more important things be more important than you and the child in your belly?" Katrina curled her lips.

"So..." Isobel shook his head and said, "You really don't understand him."

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The town of Colchester, Essex.

Professor Mansht is sitting in a coffee shop, casually stirring the coffee at hand, looking outside the shop from time to time, or looking at the pocket watch on his wrist.

He is waiting for a person, a benefactor who is willing to donate to the hospital.

This kind of thing happens to the hospital more than a dozen times a year, and Professor Mansht had the honor to receive a few of them, so he came very early today.

The copper bell of the coffee shop rang, and a red-haired middle-aged man in a suit came in from outside.

"Professor Mansht, I hope I'm not late."

The red-haired man walked to the corner of the coffee shop and extended his hand to Professor Mansht in a friendly manner.

"No, Mr. Edes, I came early."

Professor Mansht quickly reached out to shake the red-haired man in front of him, and made a gesture of invitation to him.

After the two sat down, they talked straight to the point about the purpose of today's meeting: donation.

That’s right, Edes, or Albert, intends to donate a sum of pounds to Professor Manster’s hospital, and the hospital where Professor Manster is located will be in charge of treating the patients he sent to him in the near future. a patient.

Of course, even if the person is not sick, sending it in can help to issue a medical certificate, and even help take care of the patient for a lifetime.

For such considerate services, only a small amount of medical treatment and hospitalization fees are required each year, and the price is a little higher than that of nursing homes.

"We will give the patient the best care possible until she is fully recovered."

"Is it okay to visit the sick?"

"Of course, you can come to visit the patient at any time, but in order to avoid the patient being irritated, we generally do not recommend it."

"If necessary, we can send you a medical certificate every month, while the patient's family members keep an eye on the patient's condition."

Professor Mansht smiled and introduced the caring service of Sewell Hospital to Albert. Those who didn't know it thought it was a regular hospital.

"Oh, that's the best." Albert nodded, and suddenly said, "She is crazy, her mind is not normal, she likes to talk nonsense, and she has serious violent tendencies."

"Not only does he like to hit people," he added, "he also has serious hallucinations."

"Oh, my God, you should have sent people here for treatment earlier, we have rich experience to help you solve the problem." Professor Mansht became more enthusiastic, because he found that it was very likely that he would be sent Is a psychopath ~IndoMTL.com~ That's great.

"Can it be cured?"

"Whether it can be cured or not can only be judged after the diagnosis." Professor Mansht said, "Generally, within ten to fifteen years, we have hundreds of successful recovery cases."

After friendly discussions between the two parties, Albert first made a donation of about 500,000.

Of course, this money does not belong to Albert himself, but comes from the inheritance of the village residents who suffered from the scourge of Death Eaters and dark wizards. Albert just collected this part of the pound and used it rationally, which can be considered as revenge for those innocent Muggles who died tragically.

I did a good thing to myself and completed a task. Albert is quite satisfied.

As for turning Bellatrix into a tramp with no memory, he felt that sending the woman to a mental hospital was a more appropriate choice.

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