Harry Potter’s Book of Sin
Chapter 1365 Dry Arm
"Mr. Boenser, I heard that you went to me when I was away this afternoon?"
As the principal of St. Mungo’s Magic Hospital, and within this period of time, Maca resolutely raised his trombone,... In fact, he could still get some privileges.
For example, the tent that Maca just walked into was obviously bigger than the surrounding ones.When Maca entered the interior, he immediately saw Boenser sitting behind the desk, lowered his head slightly, as if reading a book.
Hearing a voice from the entrance of the tent, Boenser raised his head.
"Mr. McLean?" He was stunned for a moment, then greeted him, "Oh, yes... I do have something to find you!"
While speaking, Boenser stood up suddenly and walked quickly towards Maca.
"Mr. Boenser, tell me! I'm listening!"
Seeing that Maca didn't seem to be there, the expression on Boenser's face did not change.
"Actually," he frowned slightly, "I don't need to say more about the problem, you can see it with your own eyes—"
Before he finished his words, Boenser rolled up his sleeve and stretched out his right hand, which had been hidden in the sleeve of the therapist's robe.And then, an arm that looked dry and not human-like appeared immediately in front of Maca.
"Ok?"
Maca hurried forward and looked down for a while.
"What happened... what happened? What caused it?"
While checking Boenser's arm, he even touched the dry skin of the arm that was almost skinny-it was a rough touch similar to tree bark.
It’s worth mentioning that Boenser has actually dealt with it once—he put an alchemy ring on his arm to block the spread of magical properties, which made the dry phenomenon only happen. The part below the golden armband.
"It's a comatose patient. There is a necklace hanging around his neck... I found the necklace hanging next to him when I checked him, and accidentally touched it with bare hands."
Bo Enser was also looking down at his arm, and a bit of bitter smile appeared on his always solemn face.
"There is a terrible black magic on it. It is obvious, but I don't know what it is," he said. "That was one of the last batch of wounded people who were sent to the hospital."
"Ok--"
It's hard to tell from the injury on the arm.Macaze carefully examined it for a moment, only to notice that there was a wave of alien magic power fluctuations in that dry arm that was not Boenser's magic.
"Mr. Boenser, where is the necklace you just mentioned, can you show me?"
"Of course, it's here—you wait a minute."
As Bo Enser said, he pulled out a small box from the drawer and placed it in front of Maca on the desk.
The maca brief, then waved his hand, let the box float to his eyes steadily.
As the lid was opened, a string of delicate looking silver necklaces was immediately mixed with abnormal waves of magical power into Maca's eyes.
"It's a curse..."
Maca lightly hooked his finger, letting the necklace float from the box, turning it a few times in mid-air.
"And it's a curse in ancient magic. But... Mr. Boenser, is there anyone else who has the same symptoms as the comatose patient?".
Upon hearing this, Boenser immediately shook his head and said:
"No, not anymore—except for that patient, there is nothing similar."
"Then take me to see it first!"
Maca motioned to Boenser to retract his arm to his sleeve, then turned and walked out.
...
As a large part of St. Mangori are patients, when the team came here to camp, they also set aside a lawn for the patients as a patient area to treat patients who need a quiet environment. And life.
On the way to the tent where the patient was located, Boenser told Maca that he had implemented the isolation treatment plan on the other side in time.No one was allowed to step into it except him and another chief therapist who was responsible for the onset of the illness.
Of course, Maca is obviously a special case.Because even if Boenser hadn't reminded the several Aurors guarding there in advance, the latter would probably not even put Maca in.
Following Boenser all the way forward, after passing through the front and middle parts of the patient's area, he finally came to the back of the tent.
Two guarding wizards stood at the entrance of the tent, and when they saw Maca and Boenser, they immediately gave a slight bow.After that, safety inspections began for the two.
After they passed the security check, the two went into the tent used as a temporary ward one after another.
But as soon as he entered, Maca found that as Boenser had said before, a patient was being tied up and placed in a hospital bed.
"Is this... waking up?"
Maca is obviously a little puzzled about how they bound the patient-isn't it in a coma?What's the matter, this has changed temporarily?
"Oh no, I haven't woken up," Boenser suddenly shook his head, "just in case."
Regarding this kind of over-cautious approach, Maca is actually noncommittal-even if it is a little salty, it is more profitable than the other side watching and waiting for the harvest.
Of course, after all, this is just a relatively big storm. It is recommended to deal with it in a more vigilant way, instead of dividing people so clearly.
While talking casually, Maca walked to the side of the bound patient, and also checked him.
Ten minutes passed, but Maca still didn't stop.He found a trace on the opponent's chest that looked like a necklace-what's the matter?Could that silver necklace still "fading"?.
It is a joke to say that the color is faded, but Maca really wants to know what the trace represents—at least, there is no magical fluctuation on it.
"Mr. Boenser, which part of the necklace did you touch before?"
He wanted to know why there was nothing serious about this patient, just a long coma.On the contrary, Boenser's arm has become "that".
What is the difference between the two?
"Ah, it's the pendant part."
Said it was a pendant, it was actually just two silver pieces, and there weren't even any strange nicks on it... But the curse in Boenser was not a joke, it was a real curse magic.
After two more glances, Maca shook his finger, causing the necklace to fall back into the box.Then, he returned his sight to the patient.
.Sogou
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