Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Since having Grace, Wayne found that he was also a lot more irritable.

This meal was naturally uneatable.

Nagini's face was red, and she was also secretly happy in her heart.

After so many years, she has finally trained Wayne.

The next day.

Nagini, who was seriously injured, naturally couldn't go to work, and Wayne would not let her go.

The two leaned together and watched TV for a whole morning. After lunch, Nagini fell asleep again.

Wayne got into the suitcase and began to prepare the antidote.

"Nobel, give me some blood." Flying to the Dragon Valley where Nobel lived, Wayne patted her head.

"Woo woo~"

When he heard that he was asked to bleed, Nobel swung his tail in front of Wayne and covered his eyes with his two front paws, as if to say, "Be gentle."

Wayne patted her big head: "You are afraid of bleeding. You have grown so big for nothing."

"Woo~!" Norbert felt even more wronged.

She had good food and drink in the reserve, and no dragon would dare to bully her when she grows up.

The last time she was drawn blood was when she was just born.

Yes, it was still this dog owner!

Nobel felt more and more wronged the more he thought about it, so he simply covered his head with his wings and didn't look at him.

Wayne ignored her temper and cut a hole in the dragon's tail, and collected about two pints of dragon blood to heal the wound.

Then he said: "Okay, can't I give you two cows as compensation later?"

When he heard that there were cows to eat, Norbert happily stretched his head over "540" and let Wayne touch it.

In fact, Wayne still has a lot of dragon blood in stock, and he can still take out seven or eight barrels.

The reason why Norbert's dragon blood is needed is because she has merged with the Rainbow Feather.

General dragon blood is too strong and even corrosive. Such a strong medicine is easy to cause side effects due to dosage issues when used on children.

Nobel's blood is now more precious and mild in nature, which is also convenient for him to mix.

Bringing the prepared potion to St. Mungo's Hospital, Wayne did not waste any words and let the children drink the medicine.

Now his reputation in the British wizarding world has reached the level of face.

Most of these parents are pure-blooded or mixed-blood families. They have been paying attention to the news of the wizarding world for a long time. They also know Wayne's power and status. They have no distrust and are very cooperative.

It took less than ten minutes after drinking the potion to start working.

"Stephen, look, the red spots on my son's face have faded." A mother exclaimed, and others also noticed the change, and were overjoyed and thanked Wayne.

"This is just the first step of detoxification." Wayne was not too happy too early: "It will take a few days to eliminate all the toxins, and then the influence of the werewolf can be eradicated, so they have to stay in St. Mungo's for a few days."

The parents naturally would not refuse, a group of childrenThe children also thanked Wayne sweetly.

Two of the girls even cried with joy.

Girls of all ages love beauty. Seeing the red spots on their faces these two days, their eyes were swollen from crying.

Without much delay, Wayne returned home after instructing the therapists here to record the patient's condition every two hours.

The same thing happened in the next few days.

Every morning, he stayed at home with Nagini, went to St. Mungo's in the afternoon, and sometimes stayed at home at night, and sometimes went to see Grace.

And the purification potion used to solve the werewolf power was also successfully developed.

That night, Wayne stayed at home.

After reading the notes for a while, he was about to become a grassroots hero, but was stopped by Nagini.

"Wayne, I want to discuss something with you."

"No need to discuss, I agree." While speaking, Wayne was lying on his back, enjoying the massage from Miss Snake.

Nagini blushed: "Why did you agree before I even said anything?"

"Will I object to your request?"

"Oh, stop it."

Patting him in a stern voice, Nagini calmed down her breathing and whispered her plan.

"I want to open a store in Hogsmeade. Although there are fewer tourists there than in Diagon Alley, there are still open days from time to time. It is also a big market, and the rent is cheap. What do you think?"

"It's pretty good." Wayne stroked his smooth back: "Hogsmeade is really good. In the past two years, some wizards have moved in to live there. I heard that there are plans for expansion."

"If you want to open a store, you don't have to rent a house. Let's just buy two shops or renovate the house."

Seeing Wayne agreed so readily, Nagini smiled happily.

Expanding the territory of Celia's store is one of them. The most important thing is that she still wants to be closer to someone.

The snake girl's beautiful eyes are shining, and her smooth legs rub against each other, and suddenly they become a snake's tail.

Wayne's eyes are straight.

Can you play like this?

Hiss....

St. Mungo's.

"It's all fine now. You can be discharged."

On the last day, all the children's toxins were eliminated, and Wayne used the essence potion on them.

The wounds that could not be healed before began to recover slowly, and they only needed to recuperate at home for the rest of the time.

Several therapists were also examining the patients, and finally nodded and agreed with Wayne's statement.

Not only did the parents show joy, but Fudge also breathed a sigh of relief.

He escaped again.

These days, the Daily Prophet is full of reports about werewolf attacks, making the entire British wizarding world feel insecure.

Who doesn't have a child? Who can guarantee to stay by the child's side 24 hours a day?

A person lurking in the dark, thinking only of stealingThe werewolf that attacked would definitely be the nightmare of countless people.

Fudge was under great pressure. Almost all the Aurors and strikers in the department were sent out to search for Greyback all over the world.

There were hundreds of Howlers destroyed every day. If these children were really beyond saving, the matter would be even worse.

"Mr. Lawrence, thanks to you this time." Fudge approached Wayne and complimented him enthusiastically: "You saved more than ten people at one time, plus the latest version of wolfsbane potion, your first-class Order of Merlin is definitely safe this time."

"Yeah."

Wayne nodded perfunctorily and didn't take it to heart.

Some things may make you very happy to get achievements once, but when it comes to the second and third times, you can't get excited even if you want to.

Dumbledore was also very pleased to see the children jumping and jumping.

"Veen, thanks to you."

"It's OK, not too difficult, Professor Snape can cure it in a year." After making fun of Snape, Wayne took out two pieces of parchment.

"This is the formula of the antidote and purification potion. Detoxify first and then purify. As long as the bite is not on a full moon night, it can be saved." (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The old man standing next to Dumbledore took it solemnly and bowed slightly: "Mr. Lawrence, I thank you for your generosity on behalf of the patient and his family. I will deposit your patent fee into your account on time."

If a potion like this chooses to make the formula public, private configuration cannot be controlled, but as long as it is used by official or commercial organizations, a patent fee will be paid.

"Dean Augustus, I don't want the money, just donate it to the St. Mungo's fund."

Vertin Augustus is the name of this old man, and he is also the current dean.

Augustus, who had just been serious, immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum when he heard that Wayne was going to donate money.

St. Mungo's treatment is basically free. Except for the purchase of potions, hospitalization or ordinary medical treatment does not cost money at all. All expenses are maintained by donations from the outside, including the salary of him as the dean and other treatment staff.

Although Wayne's two potions are a bit unpopular, they are still an income.

Augustus has a hunch that there will definitely be more patients bitten by werewolves sent here in the future.

Who made the Ministry of Magic still not catch the person?

Speaking of this, Wayne was also angry and laughed.

It's been almost two weeks, and I haven't even seen Greyback's shadow yet...0

And this is elite, and Auror.

After leaving the infirmary, Fudge wanted to invite Wayne to sit in his office, but Dumbledore spoke first:

"Mr. Lawrence, I'm going to visit a patient now, do you want to come with me?"

A few minutes later, after saying goodbye to Fudge, the two came to the fifth floor of the hospital.

As soon as he came in, Wayne saw a wizard with a clip on his foot, his trouser legs stained red with blood, and he was shouting angrily at the therapist:

"Can't you see it? This is a curse! It was my birthday yesterday, and Villita sent it to me! Damn it, he must want to turn me into a cripple and prevent me from getting promoted!"

"I shouldn't have been polite to him and only slept with his wife. Next time I must sleep with his daughter as well. Help me get rid of him!"

"Then you should go to the first floor." The therapist said perfunctorily: "The first floor is the instrument accident department, and this is the curse injury department."

"The people on your first floor also said so. They said that curses are not instrument accidents!"

"Then fill out a form and line up."

Wayne passed by the two people arguing, and then said: "Sir, this is not a curse."

"See the rectangular mechanism next to the clamp? Press it down and the clamp will fall off."

"Your friend may just want you to catch mice. His daughter is innocent, so don't worry about it."

After saying that, Wayne continued to walk forward with Dumbledore.

The wizard did what Wayne said half-heartedly, and the clamp really fell off.

"Oh, Merlin, I misunderstood you, Vilita." The wizard muttered, limping towards the stairs:

"The gentleman just said is right, your daughter is indeed innocent, I'd better just take care of your wife."

A therapist wearing a gold and silver garland came out of the ward and greeted with a smile: "Professor Dumbledore, are you here to visit the Longbottoms or Mr. Ogden?"

"If it's Ogden, you may be disappointed, he has been taken back by his family."

"Thank you, Merriam."

Dumbledore greeted: "I'm here to see Frank and Alice."

"Please follow me."

Meriam led the way, and they came to the ward at the end of the corridor, walked into the room, passed two empty beds, and lifted the curtain in the middle.

Wayne saw the Longbottoms for the first time. Both of them were wearing pajamas, looking haggard, thin and old.

Looking at their old faces, which were almost the same as those of people in their 50s and 60s, Wayne frowned.

He heard from Little Sky 2.3 Wolf Star that the Longbottoms were a few years older than him and James Potter, but now they would not be more than 40 years old, but they looked like this...

"Frank, Alice." Meliam bent down and said softly like coaxing a child: "Professor Dumbledore is here to see you."

Frank had no reaction, looking ahead with lifeless eyes. Alice responded, but just raised her head blankly, glanced at them, and then lowered her head, staring at the chocolate frog candy wrapper in her hand, motionless, as if there was some rare treasure on it.

"Sorry, it's still the same." Meliam sighed: "Even if Mrs. Longbottom brought their son here, nothing changed."

Mrs. Longbottom here should refer to Neville's grandmother.

"Thank you, Meliam." Dumbledore thanked again:"We'll sit for a while and then go."

Meriam nodded and went out with the medical record book.

Dumbledore pulled a chair for Wayne and one for himself.

The two sat by the bed. Wayne didn't say anything. Dumbledore didn't care whether they could hear him or not. He talked about some family matters and Neville's performance in school.

He picked out some nice words, such as Professor Sprout's praise for him and Hagrid's encouragement.

Wayne keenly noticed that Alice's eyes changed slightly when Dumbledore mentioned Neville's name.

He suddenly moved his expression and nudged Dumbledore with his arm:

"Professor, how about letting me try?"