Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Snape came back as early as yesterday evening, and he is now modulating potion in the office.

Snape didn’t say much about Selene. He just asked Marx to ask himself about the healer of St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

Although Snape’s tone is still as strong as ever, Marx is keenly aware that there seems to be another hidden point.

Perhaps, Selene mother’s condition is not as simple as she thought.

He pondered a bit, but decided to go to St. Mungo’s first to see the situation.

St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries is located in the heart of London, a crowded commercial street. On both sides of the wide street, the shop is crowded with Christmas customers.

As for why the hospital was built here, it is said that Diagon Alley’s land is not enough. Because of health considerations, the hospital cannot be built underground.

In the end, I chose the place where the muggle is everywhere. To be honest, Marx can’t figure out what they think.

Marx walked on the sidewalk, and from time to time he went to the shopside shop for a few moments until he saw an old-fashioned red brick department store, which stopped.

There isn’t a muggle here – they won’t go here because of magic. Because of this, it is in stark contrast to the electrical store next door to the city.

This old department store is called “Tao Tao Co., Ltd.”.

It looked desolate and deserted, with only a few broken dummy in the window, wearing wigs and different postures, wearing clothing that was at least a decade ago.

On the dusty door, there is a big sign of “closed decoration”.

Marx walked up to the window, where there was only one particularly ugly female dummy, and the false eyelashes fell off, wearing a green nylon skirt.

“I am a friend of Selene. Her mother is ill, I came to see a doctor.” Marx tapped the glass and said calmly.

I saw that the ugly dummy was slightly nodded, and recruited the finger that was connected.

As soon as Marx moves forward, it is integrated into the glass in the blink of an eye and disappears.

With the coldness of the water coming from the whole body, the surrounding scene turned into a crowded waiting room.

St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries has always been busy, with rows of male witches sitting on rickety wooden chairs, all sorts of strange features are shown here one after another.

Some are a variety of deformities that look awkward or even terrifying; others are yelling and screaming at all; others crawling up and down the floor, his friends are trying to push him to the ground to avoid hitting other people.

Marx also saw that a patient was learning to jump from a rabbit, but his sweaty appearance was obviously not voluntary.

Of course, some of them still look normal, they are sitting quietly on the wooden chairs waiting for the number!

Among those patients, some male witches wearing green robes walked around the waiting patients. They asked about the patient’s condition and then recorded on the writing board.

Embroidered with a badge on their chest, it is a cross mark made of wand and bone.

Marx looked at the signs on each window and placed them in a long queue.

A fat blonde witch sits behind the table at the window with a nameplate on the “consultation office”.

On the wall behind her, there are various notices and slogans. For example, “Clean cauldron to prevent potion poisoning”, “Antidote can not be used indiscriminately, must be approved by qualified healer” and so on.

Next to it, there is a large portrait of a witch with long silver curls, noted below: Daryl Derwent, St. Mungo’s healer (1722-1741) Hogwarts magic school headmaster (1741-1768).

Darius looked at every patient carefully. When she saw Marx looking at her, she smiled and nodded.

Marx had seen her on the wall of the Headmaster Dumbledore room, and he also returned to see him, and then saw that Daisy turned and disappeared from the portrait – it seemed that she had gone somewhere else.

The fat witch was very efficient at handling the transaction, and it didn’t take long for Marx to turn.

“Let’s check it out, Selene’s mother – I don’t know what she is, but I am a friend of Selene,” Marx explained.

“I think you’d better ask to come back…” fat witch casually said, “This is impossible to find, you have to know the patient’s name.”

Marx thought about it and said: “Severus Snape has been here yesterday, I think you should know.”

That fat witch suddenly became nodded: “Oh, that’s the ah – the fifth floor and the fifth floor, left to the end!”

“Thank you!” Marx said, turning and walking inside.

On the first floor, there is a gate inside, and after that it is a narrow corridor with portraits of famous healers in history.

The crystal bubble with candles floats on the ceiling and looks like huge soap bubbles. Each door has a wizard wearing a green robe in and out, and occasionally there is a faint wailing sound from time to time in the room.

He climbed the stairs and, according to the fat witch, went all the way to the far left of the fifth floor corridor. There, there is a single ward with a “dangerous” sign. There is a board with a variety of information on it, including the patient’s name, the illness log, the main healer, and so on.

Marx reached out and knocked on the door. After a while, I heard a weak “please enter” inside. The voice is indeed Selene, just sounds like she is sick, a tone of powerlessness.

Marx unscrewed the door handle and pushed the door in. But when he stepped into the First Step of the ward, he felt that something was wrong.

That is a breath that makes the soul feel depressed!

Marx, who has experienced some soul magic and even experienced it personally, is very sensitive to this feeling of direct touch to the soul.

This ward is not spacious and only has a narrow window at the height of the wall opposite the door. The light is mainly provided by a crystal bubble gathered in the center of the ceiling.

On the wall of the ward, there is a portrait of a wizard, he looks very sunny. When Marx walked in, he waved at Marx.

Underneath this portrait is a nameplate with the words: Michael Zallenberg (1585-1651), a craniotomy expert.

Marx walked quickly to the bed, and Selene, who was mournful and mournful, was nodded to him, and stared straight at the mother of Selene on the hospital bed.

On the surface, Selene’s mother is just a little thin, but does not show the state the patient should have.

Her face is normal and even a little red and moist, and looks very healthy. Her eyes were closed, so she was lying still on the bed, breathing slowly, as if she was asleep.

“I just saw the diagnosis at the door. Did the main healer say that?” Marx hesitated. “I was frightened by the dementor and caused self-enclosure of external perception. Is that true? Is there anything else?” ?”

Selene looked at the mother sadly and gently “hmm”.

“Before that?” Marx continued. “I remember you said that she was not in good health before –”

“Yes, but I didn’t find out what happened before, just saying that my mother is too old, sometimes weak, and sometimes forgetting, it is normal,” Selene said. “Just this time, she met the dementor behind the house.” —”

Selene’s mother, or “mother”, is the last female Boss of “Snow Witch”. It was also her that she had taken in the young Selene, but she was already in her fifties.

On the surface, it is also normal, but Marx does not think so.

Perhaps, Snape also noticed something different, according to his temperament, this kind of idle thing he would not even care about even 1 point.

“Selene, I think…” Marx hesitated, but in a blink of an eye he made a decisive decision. “I think this may be a misdiagnosis… If you can trust me, I can make a special for your mother.” an examination.”

Selene bowed and the bleak eyes re-lighted.

“To tell the truth, I don’t believe it! Mother’s body has always been very healthy, but when we went to the United States a few years ago, she suddenly became weak…” Selene stood up and grabbed Marx. The arm, with a cry, “You can get a Basilisk! It must be very powerful… You can help me check it, please!”

Marx calmly nodded the road: “It’s not convenient here… You go through the discharge procedure first, then bring your mother back to the ‘snow witch’, I have to do some preparation… Does this need me to help?”

“No, I can do it myself… Please, please!”

Looking at Marx’s incredible calm look, Selene’s mood gradually settled down.

“Okay, but I still have to explain in advance – the check I have to do is quite special, it is about the soul. Do you understand?”

Selene looked at him in surprise, and after a while he nodded again.

“St. Mungo’s healer has no way, Mr. Snape also said that the special effect potion is just an attempt -” Selene snorted. “Mother’s kindness to me, I am afraid that this life is not finished… whether it is White magic or dark magic, as long as there is hope, I have to try!”

……

Originally, Marx didn’t plan to manage anything like a good old man. The symptoms of Selene mother at the moment gave him a familiar feeling.

This may be a breakthrough mouth that can help him solve his emotional closure problem! In any case, he can’t let go of any possibility.

Marx rushed back to Hogwarts and packed a lot of useful things.

At this moment, he missed Luna and Wynie a bit, and an assistant who can keep secrets for him is not easy to find!

Unfortunately, not to mention that the Christmas holiday is not over yet, Wynie may have temporarily suspended her studies, and she does not know when she will return!

After sorting things up, he rushed to Hogsmeade Village.