Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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"...The bones and muscles of the whole body have suffered very serious injuries, but they should have taken the relevant potions in time, and they have recovered more than half of them. It is precisely because of this that the Patriarch said that Mr. McLean has no life concerns. "

"So, the biggest problem right now is the overdraft caused by the excessive use of magic... and it is still a very serious one. I have given him a vitality tonic just now, but obviously, so far there is almost no See any effect."

At Maca’s bedside, Mrs. Michel, the current therapist of the Blois family, is telling everyone about her diagnosis.

Mrs. Michele is a senior therapist, in terms of the level of treatment, she is definitely not worse than any therapist in St. Mungory in the past.But it seemed that she also seemed helpless about Maca who was in a coma.

To be honest, Mrs. Michel, who traveled the world to increase her treatment experience when she was young, has experienced quite a lot of patients, and she has not encountered cases of syncope due to excessive cursing and overdraft.

However, she hadn’t even heard of a situation as serious as Maca’s.

You know, everyone's body has a self-protection mechanism. Once it reaches a level beyond its own limit, that person will soon lose consciousness.

However, Maca's situation is different.

Although he was also in a coma in the end, before that, his spirit had been overdrawn to the extent that he had already exceeded the conventional limit.

Of course, if this is because Maca’s willpower is extremely strong, it makes sense.But the problem is that not only his mental power is nearly exhausted, but even his magic power is also consumed nearly a drop.

In this case, medicines such as vitality tonics that take effect based on the magical power of the user will naturally not be effective at all.

"Mrs. Michel, the general situation is already understood, I am sorry to trouble you."

After listening to the other party's analysis, Mr. Blois nodded at her-no matter where, the "healer" who treats the disease and saves people is always respected, and this applies even in Fort Blois .

And when Mrs. Michel heard Blois say this, she also stood up clearly and politely said:

"Willing to serve the Patriarch, although I didn't seem to be able to help much this time... Then I'll go out first."

The therapist who was responsible for the diagnosis of Maca left the room, and the group of friends gathered around Maca's bedside again, looking worriedly at his still pale and bloodless face.

"Mr. Blois, may I ask... Is it Helbo?"

The person who asked this sentence was Delphi.It's just that her question can no longer be regarded as a question, she just wants to reconfirm it through the answer of Wei Li's father.

When no one knows when Maca will wake up, she, Delphi, can never spare the fellow Haierbo.

Even though, she was just a Muggle who couldn't even release the floating spell.

"Halpo..." Mr. Blois paused for a while before whispering, "Apart from him, who else can push Mr. McLean to such a situation?"

As someone who has just fought side by side with Maca, his answer is more of a sigh.

To say that Blois’s strength can already be called the top of this era, but if there was no Maca before, he would restrict Helbo’s actions and then resist the giant fire snake on his behalf, he estimated It is impossible to connect to nearby Hai Erbo.

Even after that, although he did successfully complete the sealing magic, in the end, when Maca was in a coma and he was alone on the scene, he found out that he could do nothing but take Maca away. To.

No matter what kind of magic it is, it can't cause any harm to Helbo-even if the opponent has become a living target that cannot move.

Knowing that the other party would probably break the seal soon, Blois returned hurriedly with the unconscious Maca.

It must be said that the huge gap with Helbo has caused Blois to wonder if something is wrong with this world?

After a long silence, Mr. Blois finally left Maca's room first, leaving behind a group of young people including his daughter Wei Li to accompany Maca silently.

And he himself, as the head of the Blois family, must have him busy next.

"The seal can last for a few more hours at most... and the situation after that is completely unknown."

Talking to himself like this in his heart, Mr. Blois adjusted his collar casually and walked away from the tower quickly along the stairs not far away.

...

Maca had a dream, a dream he missed very much.

In this dream, he still lives in the attic of the bar to the east of Torpoint, goes out and returns early every night, living a life turned upside down.

To be honest, such days are actually very tiring. The heavy humidity of the port city makes the quilt damp all year round.Even if he only sleeps during the dry day, it is difficult to completely eliminate the fatigue accumulated all night.

And this dream seemed surprisingly real, because he did feel a deep exhaustion that seemed to linger.

It wasn't until after he got down from the attic and greeted Uncle Anglo who was pickling fish in the back kitchen of the bar and doing pre-opening preparations, did he get caught up in the dream girl dressed in pink lace. "Uncle Angelu", who was cooking this unknown meal with a magic wand in a magical robe, woke up.

"Oh!"

Maca, who opened her eyes suddenly, surprised Hermione and the others who had been guarding the bedside—perhaps because Mrs. Michel’s helpless appearance deepened everyone’s anxiety, they didn’t expect it. , Maca woke up much earlier than they expected.

"Maca, are you... okay?"

Hearing Hermione's questioning sound in her ears, Maca, who still had the lady-beard uncle still in her mind, finally threw it behind her head first, and turned her head to take a look.

"Well, it's okay—" Maca was talking like this, but soon sighed again, "I want to say that, but a pity... As I am now, it won't be convincing, right?"

"Maca!" Wei Li pursed her lips, calling him a bit complaining.

Upon seeing this, Maca had to smile a little helplessly after looking around so many faces by the bed.

"The situation is very bad," he said frankly after all, "even though I came back full-length after all-thanks to your father, but next..."

As he spoke, he could only shook his head weakly.

"...I am afraid that my strength will not be restored in a short time."