Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, fifth floor.

Curse damage department.

Wait until Blake arrives on the fifth floor.

Only then did I realize that I might have been thinking too much.

In fact, there is only one permanent ward on the entire fifth floor.

That was the"Jnascic Ward", also known as Ward 49.

Blake knew that St. Mungo's liked to name wards after people...

Since there was only one permanent ward, it naturally had to be arranged in one room.

Dumbledore really didn't make any special arrangements.

However, there are indeed very few people who can be admitted to the permanent ward.

After all, with the healing abilities of wizards.

There are very few diseases that cannot be solved at all.

And brain problems are one of them.

After Theresa Pye brought several people to the fifth floor.

He turned around and left.

Because she had been notified.

If a young man calling himself Blake Green comes.

Just take them up there and leave without disturbing them.

Blake pushed open the door to the fifth floor corridor.

The entire corridor is not long.

It looks like there are only two rooms.

One room appeared to be where the attending physician stayed.

The other room is the permanent ward.

Blake passed by the attending doctor's office.

The office door is open, but no one is inside.

Blake noticed the tea was still steaming on the table.

Obviously, the attending doctor left in a hurry.

It seemed that Dumbledore had managed the entire day well.

Black brought Nagini and Old Rep to Ward No. 49, and then opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Blake saw a person squatting on the coffee table next to him.

It was a middle-aged man with messy hair, a disheveled face, and a sad face.

At this time, he was wearing a hospital gown and squatting on the coffee table attentively, looking straight ahead, motionless.

That poor coffee table was so pressed by him that his legs were bent.

"What are you doing?"Blake asked.

The man didn't move his head, and turned his eyes to glance at Blake.

Then he immediately looked forward again, ignoring Blake's question.

"Aren't you tired from squatting like this?"

Blake continued to ask.

The man still ignored him.

But Blake seemed to want to fight with him.

"If you break the coffee table, do you want to pay for it? The man finally couldn't help it anymore,"The coffee table is broken. It can be repaired with a repair spell. Why should I pay for it?""

Blake said in surprise:"You even know this, then you have no problem! The man glanced at Blake:"

I'm a psycho, not a fool.""

Blake felt like he was being despised by a lunatic.

"Your name is Broderick Bode?"

Blake thought of the trainee therapist's name downstairs.

"No, I'm just a teapot"

"You keep talking to a teapot, I think you are the one who is crazy."

Hearing the man's answer,

Black remembered.

There was another patient in the permanent ward.

After being injured by a Death Eater, he lost the ability to speak, and he always thought he was a teapot... and was eventually eaten to death. The disciples sent him into a pot of devil's net at St. Mungo's and strangled him to death.

But this girl spoke very smoothly! Why did she lose the ability to speak?

Blake was confused on the spot.

Wait...

Blake suddenly remembered something.

If he remembered correctly, this guy originally worked in the Department of Mysteries, and... he was sent to the permanent ward at the end of 1995!

But it's only 1992 now... Why did this guy come in early?

Could it be him ? The arrival of the butterfly caused the butterfly's wings to flap a little, and inadvertently changed something?

"You're not a teapot, Bode, you can't pour tea."Blake said tentatively

"I can."Bode is very confident.

"you can?"

"You do not believe?"

"I do not believe!"

"I'll show you."Then Bode started to loosen his pants.……

"stop! I believe it……"

Old Lepp next to him was laughing so hard that he was out of breath.

Ever since he saw Blake, he had always looked confident.

This was the first time he saw this young man deflated.

Even Nagini couldn't help but smile.

Blake said calmly:"It is true that psychopaths are invincible, but... just wait, I will cure you later... I hope you will still be so stubborn."

……

Ward No. 49 is actually a large ward.

Each patient is separated by only a cubicle.

The bed by the door is Bode's.

It's just that he prefers to be a teapot on the coffee table, but he never rests in bed.

The second compartment has two beds.

There are two people sitting on each side, one on the left and one on the right.

This is a man and woman, but they are (addd) sitting quietly on their bed in a daze.

Neither crying nor fussing, and of course not speaking...

Blake could see no sparkle in their eyes, only endless emptiness.

It seems that the soul has been lost.

The woman was holding a candy wrapper in her hand...

Black knew that this must be Neville's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom.

He just glanced at it and frowned slightly.

The souls in their bodies were actually a bit broken...

Overall, it was a bit tricky, but it was not impossible...

After Blake looked at it twice, he walked again and came to the next compartment.

The next compartment also has two beds.

It's just that compared to the Longbottoms, these two people are in much better condition.

These were two witches with withered looks. They must have suffered a lot over the years.

So thin that I became like this.

At this time, one of them was learning to write.

The other one was sitting on the table with flowers.

After noticing someone coming.

The two of them looked at the Black trio blankly at the same time.

But Blake saw confusion in their eyes.

They don't remember anything anymore...

However, overall, their symptoms should be the mildest in the entire permanent ward.

It's just a memory problem.

It seems that the attending physician can only ask them to relearn some skills to try to retrieve the lost memory.

This can be regarded as a solution that is not a solution.

Re-learning and re-understanding is difficult and time-consuming.

But... I've almost learned it, even if I can't recover my memory through this method.

You can also have a new start.

However, now that Blake is here, they will naturally not let the two of them continue to be in such a hazy state.

Who is weak who can perform the feats written in Lockhart's books?

They should have a brighter future!

Blake turned around and looked at Old Repp.

Old Lepp said:"I'm going to watch the wind."

After saying that, he was about to walk towards the door.

"Need not."Blake directly stopped Old Rep.

"In case anyone disturbs……"

"Is soul magic such an inconvenience?"

I have been practicing with Voldemort's remnant soul for more than a year.

With Black's qualifications, he has already reached the highest level of proficiency in soul magic.

I want to restore the memories of these two people. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Even easier than curing the lunatic who thought he was a teapot.

Blake and Nagini looked at each other.

Nagini nodded, then lowered his head and dug out two packages in his backpack.

Old Repp knew that there was a suit of clothes and a wand...

Blake pulled out the wand and walked towards the two witches.

Old Repp took out his pipe and subconsciously wanted to take a few puffs.

But thinking of this It was a hospital, but he endured it in the end.

He was actually looking forward to it.

Because as soon as he woke up, his memory came back.

He had no idea how Blake operated.

So, now he had the opportunity to see Blake clearly. Of course he wouldn't want to miss it.

Old Lepp wanted to know how his memory was restored.

Blake approached two ignorant witches

"I'm here to help you recover your memory. You may fall asleep for a while, but when you wake up, you will remember everything."

After Blake finished speaking, he stretched out his wand and tapped the foreheads of the two of them respectively.

Old Repp keenly noticed that the tip of Blake's wand emitted a little faint purple light.

The purple light submerged behind the foreheads of the two witches.

The two witches instantly He passed out.

Nagini quickly stepped forward and helped carry the two witches back to the bed and lay down.

Old Rip had a pipe in his mouth and looked at Black who turned around in astonishment.

"Um, should we start? Do you need my help?"

"help? No, it's over"

"What? it's over?!"

Old Lepp's old pipe fell to the ground again.

This time, the old pipe could no longer hold up and broke into two halves.

Blake pointed with his wand.

The old pipe automatically flew back to Old Lepp. in the hand.

On the way back,The pipe has been repaired.

Old Lepp is holding the pipe.

"I just blinked my eyes and you solved it?"

"Because it's not complicated in the first place." Blake explained

"The Forgetting Curse only silenced part of their souls"

"I just need to give their souls a little kick"

"Their souls will naturally be rekindled……"

"If there is a problem with the machine, then try restarting it and it will work!"

Old Lepp took a long drag on his pipe, and then realized that it was not lit.

"Although it doesn’t sound very understandable, it does seem useful……"

Old Rip noticed that one of the witches' eyes had reopened.

However, this time, there was no trace of confusion in her eyes.……

……

"My name is Agnes. It is true that a female ghost was expelled from Bandon.……"

"……I thought he was a good guy."

Agnis looked at Black with a pale face.

He told the story of how he was plotted against by Lockhart.

"Hmm... Then you need to practice your ability to read people."Blake said.

Agnes is the same as old Rep.

After recovering her memory, she has not forgotten the memories of these years in St. Mungo's.

Including what Blake said before treating them just now.

Therefore, as soon as she woke up, She remembered what Blake had done to treat her just now.

So when Agnes first woke up and remembered everything, she was full of gratitude to Blake.

At that time, Blake included her in the directory.

Her attributes Although the feedback is not as perverted as Old Rip, it is still very good.

Black estimates that her ability should be similar to Snape.

Needless to say, Old Bat's ability is still very good.

If Old Rip is an SSR character , then Agnes is SR.

At this time, the other witch also opened her eyes.

She looked at the surrounding environment blankly, and then looked at the vase where she had just practiced flower arranging.

Her eyes suddenly became moist. She stood up.

She looked at Blake,"It's nice to think about it...……"

"My name is Agatha. Since you saved me, from now on, whatever you want me to do, I will do for you."

Blake was stunned. He didn't seem to have accepted it yet... but he had already started to pledge his allegiance?

"Ding! Followers who voluntarily follow the host have been detected. Will the host include them?"

At this time, the system's beep came belatedly.

When Blake looked at the sharp light in the eyes of the witch named Agatha in front of him, his heart moved slightly.

"What did you...do you do before?"

Ordinary witches, no matter how powerful they are, will not have such eyes.

Therefore, Black believes that this witch is not simple.

"I'm a bounty hunter."Agatha said."What I do is to accept commissions and get bounties."

"……When Lockhart coaxed me with words, I had just hunted down an evil dominatrix."

At this time, Blake collected Agatha's attribute feedback.

The skyrocketing attributes made Blake feel comfortable... not as much as the old Lepp.How much lower is the feedback!

Well... another SSR level...

The hag is a humanoid creature, ugly in appearance, similar to the old witch in fairy tales.

In fact, if you really want to blend into a group of wizards, it's really difficult to identify them.

Because they can also use magic...

So, according to what is written in the book... Agatha can stay in a dominatrix settlement for several days, and then kill their leader and leave unscathed.

It is enough to prove that this witch is brave, resourceful and powerful.

Blake sighed softly.

It seems that his vision has become shallow.

There are more powerful wizards in this world than the few he knows...

Old Rip alone is not much inferior to Dumbledore.

I don’t know if old Rip can beat Grindelwald.

Blake couldn't help but think secretly.……

"Then... how did you get attacked by Lockhart?"

"Click!"The vase in Agatha's hand was crushed.……

"That scumbag...he said he was a writer, after hearing me tell that story"

"He took out a hundred gold galleons and sent me a commission."

Agatha gritted her teeth and said,"He asked me to teach him how to duel, and then……"

"During the demonstration, I was supposed to be hit with a disarming spell, but... it was an oblivion spell that hit me……"

Blake glanced at Agatha with some pity.

Demonstration duel...

It is normal to go into battle in person and let the person being taught attack you with spells.

When he taught Hermione the disarming spell, he personally suffered from Hermione's spell.

……At this time, it is the most unprepared time.

Lockhart changed the spell at this time, which will indeed make people hard to guard against.

After all, most people really don’t think in that direction.

Even if Lockhart uses the Death Curse, it is more reasonable than using the Oblivion Curse.……

"You must know where Lockhart is, right?"Agatha said suddenly

"Of course I know"

"Can you tell me? I want to crush his balls with my own hands!".