Chapter 113: San Mungo Magic Injury Hospital

Mr Snape had been back as early as yesterday evening, and he was preparing a potion in the office.
Snape didn't say much about Celine, he just asked Maca to ask the therapist at the San Mungo Magic Injury Hospital.
Although Snape's tone was still impatient, Maca was keenly aware that there seemed to be something hidden.
Perhaps, Celine's mother's condition was not as simple as expected.
He pondered for a moment, but decided to go to St. Mungo first and see what happened.
The St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital is located in the heart of London, a crowded shopping street. On both sides of the wide street, the shops are mostly packed with Christmas customers.
As for why the hospital was built here, it is said that the land on Diagon Alley is not enough, but because of health reasons, the hospital cannot be built underground.
In the end, I still chose this place where Muggles are everywhere. To be honest, Maca couldn't figure out what they thought.
She walked on the sidewalk, and from time to time he glanced at the roadside shop until he saw an old-fashioned red brick department store, and then stopped.
麻 There isn't a Muggle here-because of magic, they won't go here. Because of this, it stands in stark contrast to the appliance store in the neighboring city of Tingruo.
This old department store is called "Taotao Co., Ltd.".
It looked desolate and deserted. There were only a few cracked dummy in the window, wearing wigs in different poses and wearing at least ten years ago clothing.
大 On the dusty door, there is a big sign of
Closed for decoration
.
Maca walked to a shop window, there was only a particularly ugly female dummy, her false eyelashes were all off, and she wore a green nylon skirt.
"I'm Celine's friend. Her mother is sick. I'm here to visit the doctor." Maca tapped on the glass and said calmly.
I saw the ugly dummy nodded slightly, beckoning its fingers.
As soon as Maca took a step forward, it melted into the glass in the blink of an eye and disappeared.
After the whole body came into the cold like water for a moment, the surrounding scene turned into a crowded waiting room.
The St. Mungo Magic and Injury Hospital has always been very busy. Rows of male and female wizards are sitting on rickety wooden chairs. All kinds of strange disease characteristics are displayed here one by one.
Some are awkward and even terrible deformities; others are shouting and can't stop talking; others are crawling on the floor, and his friends are trying to press him on the ground to avoid hitting him other people.
Maca also saw a patient who was learning bunny jumping, but his sweaty appearance was obviously not voluntary.
Of course, there is still a part that looks normal, they all sit quietly on wooden chairs waiting for the line number!
Among the patients, there were male and female wizards in green robes walking around the waiting people. They inquired about the patient's condition and took notes on the writing board.
Embroidered a badge on their chests, a cross mark composed of a wand and bones.
Maca glanced at the signs on the windows, and then lined up in a long line.
A fat blonde witch was sitting behind the table at the window, with a "consultation desk" nameplate hanging on it.
通知 On the wall behind her were notices and slogans. Such as "clean crucibles to prevent potions from becoming poisons", "antidote should not be used indiscriminately, and must be approved by a qualified therapist" and so on.
Beside that, there is also a large portrait of a witch with long silver curly hair, which is indicated below: Daris Deventer, therapist of St. Mungo (1722-1741), principal of Hogwarts School of Magic (1741— 1768).
Dalice was carefully examining each patient. When she saw Maca looking at her, she nodded with a smile.
Maka had seen her on the wall of the principal Dumbledore's room, and when he saw it, he returned a ritual, and then saw Dalith turned and disappeared from the portrait-it seemed that she had run somewhere else.
胖 The fat witch was very efficient in dealing with things, and it wasn't long before Maca's turn.
麻烦 "Check it out, Celine's mother-I don't know her name, but I'm Celine's friend," Makar explained.
"I think you'd better ask clearly before you come back ..." The fat witch casually said, "This is impossible to find, you have to know the patient's name."
Maca thought for a while, and said, "Severus Snape came yesterday. I think you should know."
The fat witch nodded suddenly: "Oh, that's the fifth floor, the fifth floor, go to the left on the end!"
谢谢 "Thank you!" Maca said, turning and walking inside.
There is a gate on the innermost floor of the first floor. After passing it, there is a narrow corridor, on both sides are portraits of famous therapists in history.
蜡烛 Crystal bubbles with candles floating on the ceiling, looking like huge soap bubbles. Wizards in green robes came in and out at each door, and occasionally there was a wailing wailing sound in the room from time to time.
登 He climbed up the stairs and, as the fat witch said, came all the way to the far left of the fifth floor corridor. There was a single ward with a "danger" sign. There is a board with various information hanging on it, including the patient's name, condition log, main therapist, and so on.
Maca reached out and knocked on the door. After a while, she heard a weak "Please come in". The voice was indeed Celine, but it sounded like she was sick, a tone of weakness.
Maca unscrewed the door handle and pushed in. But when he first stepped into the ward, he felt something was wrong.
It is a breath that makes the soul feel oppressed!
I am very sensitive to this kind of direct contact with the soul.
病 This ward is not spacious, only a narrow window is opened high on the wall opposite the door. The light is mainly provided by a crystal bubble gathered in the center of the ceiling.
A portrait of a witch hung on the wall of the ward, he looked very sunny. When Maca came in, he waved at Maca.
But underneath this portrait was a nameplate that read: Michael Salumberg (1585-1651), a craniotomy expert.
Maca hurried to the bed, and Celine, who didn't care about her sorrow, was nodding at him, and stared at Celine's mother in the bed carefully.
On the surface, Celine's mother was only a little thin, but did not show the patient's proper state.
Her face is as ordinary as normal, and even slightly rosy, she looks very healthy. Her eyes were closed, and she was lying motionless on the bed, breathing slowly, as if she had fallen asleep.
"I saw the diagnosis at the door just now, did the main therapist really say that?" Maca said hesitantly, "'Frightened by the dementors, resulting in self-enclosed perception of the outside world'. Didn't say anything else? "
Lin Sailing looked at her mother sadly, and said "um" softly.
"Before that?" Maca continued to ask, "I remember you said that she was in poor health before--"
"Yes, but I didn't find any cause before, just to say that my mother is too old, sometimes weak and forgetful, and it is normal," said Celine. "Only this time, she encountered a photo behind the house. Ghost-"
Lin Sailin's mother, or "mother-in-law", was the last female boss of "Snow Witch". It was also her who took in the young Cylin, but she was already in her fifties.
On the surface, it seems that it is 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 gossip even if it was a penny.
"Selin, I think ..." Maca hesitated, but then she was decisive again. "I think this might be a misdiagnosis ... If you can trust me, I can make a comparison for your mother. Special inspection. "
Selin froze for a moment, and her dim eyes brightened again.
"To be honest, I don't believe it too much! Mother's body has always been very healthy, but when we went to the United States a few years ago, she suddenly started to weaken ..." Celine stood up, holding her arms shut Maca ’s arm, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com cried, "You can get a Basilisk! It must be amazing ... You can check it with my mother, please!"
Maka nodded calmly: "It's not convenient here ... you need to go through the discharge procedure first, and then take your mother back to the 'Snow Witch'. I have to do some preparations ... do I need my help here?"
"No, I can do it myself ... please!"
Looking at Marca's incredible calmness, Celine's mood gradually calmed down.
好的 "Okay, but I still have to explain in advance-the examination I have to do is special, it is about the soul, do you understand?"
Pu Sailin looked at him in surprise, and then nodded again.
"The therapist at St. Mungo has nothing to do. Mr. Snape also said that the special potion is just an attempt—" Celine pursed her lips. "I am afraid my mother's kindness will never end. ... whether it is white magic or black magic, as long as there is hope, I must try it! "
Uh ...
Originally, Maca did not intend to care about anything like a good old man. But the symptoms of Celine's mother made him feel familiar.
This may be a breakthrough that can help him solve his emotional closed problem! In any case, he cannot let go of any possibility.
Maca hurried back to Hogwarts and packed away a lot of useful things.
At this moment, he missed Luna and Willie a little. An assistant who can keep secrets for him is not easy to find!
What a pity, not to mention that the Christmas holiday is not over yet, Willie has been temporarily out of school, and I do n’t know when she will be back!
After tidying up everything, he hurried non-stop to Hogsmeade Village.