Chapter 420: Petrochemicals and poisoning

"... Mr. McLean?"
When he heard someone call himself, Maca turned her head immediately and nodded slightly to the other side. He waved casually, the white cloth that had been floating previously covered Socas's whole body again.
"Mrs. Pomfrey, you've worked hard ..." he said softly. "Are there many injuries?"
"Not much. When things happened, most of the students took classes in various classrooms, and the students who came to protect the magical biology class came back in time—" Mrs. Pomfrey, the head nurse of the school hospital, shook her head gently. The injuries of the students are a bit troublesome. "
"Who?" Maca asked quickly. "Is it petrified? If Mandragora resuscitation potion is out of stock, I have it here ..."
"No, no need ..." Madam Pomfrey said softly. "After replenishing the reserves before, it has not been used much, and there are enough potions available."
If there is any faculty member most admired by Maca in Hogwarts, this is undoubtedly the Lady Poppy Pomfrey in front of her.
Mrs. Pomfrey has been a resident therapist at Hogwarts for a long time. When Snape and others were students, she was already a school doctor here.
Her extensive experience in healing, as well as her knowledge of various healing spells, potions, and mixed herbs, are enough to make her a well-paid job in San Mungo.
But she stayed at Hogwarts for decades, treating every patient sent to her severely and tenderly. Even if most of them were just trivial injuries, she never complained of boredom.
By the way, Mrs. Pomfrey's potions are generally weird, and some of them are sweet and delicious potions. When she gets here, they will become difficult to swallow.
I remember Mrs. Pomfrey once said something like this:
"If you don't want to drink these weird medicines, don't get hurt, don't leave yourself a chance to come to the medical room. Otherwise, please bear the consequences!"
Of course, I heard that she would be a little bit tricky about the damage caused by magic spells, and I don't know if it is true.
"It would be better if there were," Maca nodded. "Then, I'll go see the injured student."
"Well ..." Mrs. Pomfrey became a little serious when she heard that he was going to the ward. "Of course, I have heard about Mr. McLean's achievements in potions. If it was you, naturally No problem, but please be careful not to stay too long ... the patient needs a good rest! "
"Yes, I understand. At the beginning, I was also taken care of by you. As a former patient, I am equally grateful for your concept of protecting patients as the first principle."
Maca leaned politely, and then followed Madam Pomfrey into the ward.
When Maca walked in, the fire was swaying in the fireplace, the warmth of the flames dissipated the cold outside, and the whole room was baked as if it was still spring.
The beds on both sides are separated by white curtains one by one, but there are few patients at present, so most of them are opened. Only two beds are still covered to ensure that the patients will not be vacated by the empty ward even if they wake up Feeling uneasy.
Maca in this school hospital ward has also been here several times. The longest stay here should be the period when Luna was hospitalized and recovered.
And here, he also encountered an unusually big life turn.
After that, the first was that he basically didn't need to come here anymore, and the second was that he actually had some unspeakable resistance to it in his heart.
In this way, it seems that some time has passed since the last visit to the hospital. Now returning here again, he glanced in front of the window subconsciously for the first time.
It was there that he had seen something that he should not have seen, so that even after that, the way he was determined to move forward had a huge deflection.
With a little bit of the memories in his head, Maca took a step to the foot of a bed in which someone was lying, and his eyes fell on the patient on the bed.
That was Ron. At this time, his body was still wearing a layer of gray, but as far as petrochemicals were concerned, it was obviously recovering. After he's changed back to the original look, he should be able to jump back to life again after a little rest.
After checking for him, Maca turned around and walked to another bed.
"Well?"
The other student was lying opposite Ron, and when he saw him, Marka could not help but whispered. Because in his view, the patient's condition is probably much worse than Ron.
"I remember she was—" Maca recalled a little, secretly in her heart, "... well, is it called 'Helen Schoen'?"
"It was bitten by an eight-eyed giant spider. When I found her, the trauma on her body had begun to heal. She should have done some emergency treatment on her own." Mrs. Pomfrey, who followed, said softly, "But that It's just a flesh wound, after all, the focus is on toxins. "
She paused, seeming to be sorry for this cute-looking girl.
"... To be honest, it is some kind of quite dangerous toxin. After discussing with Professor Snape, I first used the dung mixture to temporarily suppress the spread of toxicity. Now Professor Snape should be thinking of ways to prepare for this. A toxin has a targeted antidote. "
"... Really?" Maca nodded subconsciously, but her thoughts remained in consideration of Helen.
His last hit in the spider's lair was indeed the guy posing as Socas. Moreover, he was using the gift Snape had given him at the time-the shadowless shadow curse.
Theoretically, this spell created by Snape is extremely extreme. It is not only fast, concealed, but also can cut open the enemy's flesh and bones like a sharp sword.
The most important thing is that the injuries caused by this spell cannot be easily healed by other means except the corresponding counter-curse.
Of course, this is not absolute.
If the person who hits this curse can hardly cut off the flesh and blood at the wound, he can get rid of the strange magic attached to it. If the non-injury is too critical, you can still recover without knowing the anti-curse.
Because of this, Maca was skeptical. The injury was the injury. He was sent to this ward. Except Ron, there was only this Miss Helen Schoen.
But he was just skeptical, after all, that fake Socas might have fled Hogwarts.
If Helen is the one who ran away, and she was able to cover up herself with the poison of the alienated eight-eyed spider, in the case of removing the wound flesh and recovering ...
"If that's the case ..."
It's nothing to be cruel to the enemy. If you can be so cruel to yourself, that's the real danger. And this danger is irrelevant to its own strength.
The hazards that occur inadvertently are the most difficult to prevent.
"... Should I be the first to be strong?" Maca thought secretly.
"Mr. McLean?" Mrs. Pomfrey reminded to see Marka staring at the little girl in a daze.
"Huh?" Maca turned her head, and immediately saw Mrs. Pomfrey looking at him with dissatisfaction, and he immediately said, "Ah ... I was just wondering if I would go to Snape a while The professor is there. "
"If you want," Mrs. Pomfrey nodded. "It would be a good thing for patients to have an additional pharmacist to refer to ... but I think we have to leave."
"Oh, of course." Maca echoed immediately. "You have to give the patient a good rest, yes!"
Regarding the toxins that alienate the eight-eyed giant spider, Maca naturally knows better than anyone. He already had a series of tests and records of Alagok's bloodlines as long as he had transformed them.
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He believed that even Snape, the master of potions, could not deploy the corresponding antidote in a short time.
It is just a response based on the experience of Snape and Mrs. Pomfrey that temporarily suppressing the spread of toxins is a matter of course. Properly handled harvest is to delay the time of toxin outbreaks by a few days.
Therefore, Maca did not go to Snape's potion preparation room as he said, but returned to his own office first.
There are still many things waiting for him to deal with, not only this incident in Hogwarts, but also some tails in the American magic world. For example, Sirius Black, who is still in bed, and for example, the children who were housed in Jackson Shacks.
In addition, he also felt that it was time to strengthen his defense for Hogwarts.
"... At that time, probably the happiest is Hermione?" Maca, who had just reached the office door, shook her head with a smile, then opened the door lock and walked in. "Hoo--sleep for a while Well, I haven't closed my eyes for the past two days, and I can't rely on the medicine all the time. "
After closing the office door again, he lit the fireplace and boiled hot cocoa for himself.
While waiting for him to cook, he still didn't let go of this little bit of leisure, but instead sat in front of the fireplace while cooking and writing in his notebook.
Since entering this gorgeous and up-and-coming magical world, Maca finds herself seemingly uneasy. But to him, this busy but unusually fulfilling.
Because he can clearly feel that he is "alive".