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- Hogwarts Druid Master Text Volume 640, Meow Hand Benevolent "Werewolf!"
Mrs. Weasley and her children were taken aback, and quickly distanced themselves from the anxious wizard.
Fish, on the other hand, scratched his head, "A werewolf? Meow like Remus?"
He shrugged regretfully, then patted the rejuvenation spell on the opponent, and said, "Fisch can only heal your trauma, but cannot prevent you from turning into a wolf, because this is not a poisonous cat."
The wizard sat down on the ground slumped, whimpering.
"Actually, werewolves are nothing special," Maomao patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "The Remus Fisher knew was a werewolf, and he is alive and well."
The wizard replied weakly, and then lay down on his hospital bed in a daze.
Next, Fisher followed St. Mungo's therapist to treat various patients, and everyone gradually understood the scope of Fisher's ability
Fish for trauma is basically one treatment, and there are all kinds of toxins that can't trouble him. Even diseases such as dragon pox can be cured by Fish.
This led to the first four floors of St. Mungo's: patients in the Equipment Accident Department, Biological Injury Department, Strange Bacteria Infection Department, and Pharmacy and Plant Poisoning Department. For a patient who was bitten and left sequelae in the body after the injury, Fish had no choice.
It's just that after reaching the fifth floor, the situation is different again.
The fifth floor is the Department of Spell Injuries. The patients are basically people who have suffered some evil curses and poisonous curses. Faced with these situations, Maomao¡¯s spells are not so easy to use. Some can be solved, some can only be relieved, and some There is no way at all.
But even so, Fisher's ability is enough to amaze all the therapists in St. Mungo's, and the current dean is trying every means to attract Fisher to work in St. Mungo's after graduation.
"Next is this side."
The current dean of St. Mungo's led Fish to a new room with a sign reading "Janus Sitch Ward: Permanent Spell Damage" hanging on the door.
The dean pushed open the door, and the therapist in charge of this ward, Meliam Straw, had been waiting for a long time.
"Hello, Fish." This is a motherly witch with a gold and silver garland on her head, she said to Fish gently with a touch of excitement: "I really hope you can cure them."
And the dean of St. Mungo said from the side: "You'd better not put too much hope, Merriam, Fish's spells are not very effective against spell damage."
"Even if they can't be cured, it's good to alleviate their condition a little bit," Straw's therapist said very positively: "Maybe after they get better, we can find a way to treat them."
"I hope so." The dean shrugged.
Compared with the emotional Merriam Straw, his way of thinking is more rational, and he will look forward to miracles, but he will not pin his hopes on miracles.
Behind Healer Straw followed a stern-looking old witch in a green robe, moth-eaten fox fur, and a pointed hat apparently adorned with a stuffed vulture.
"Hello, Fish." Mrs. Longbottom stepped forward and greeted Fish cordially, "Nice to meet you, I'm Neville's grandma." She stretched out a withered, eagle-clawed hand , shook hands with Maomao, "Neville thinks highly of you."
"Hello meow." Fish tilted his head and asked curiously, "Why are you meowing here?"
Then Maomao heard her say in a proud tone: "My son and daughter-in-law are receiving treatment here. They were tortured mad by the mysterious man."
"Meow"
Fish looked at the old Mrs. Longbottom, speechless in a daze. The current situation seemed a bit complicated for Maomao. He didn't know what attitude to use to get along with her.
"Don't worry," Mrs. Longbottom could understand Fisher's bewilderment, and she comforted in turn: "It doesn't matter if you can't cure Frank and Alice, the situation can't be worse, right?"
"Well, um" Mao Mao also came back to his senses at this time, and said with a serious face: "Fisch will work hard, meow!"
Neville's grandma didn't ask him to treat her son and daughter-in-law first by virtue of the relationship between her grandson and Fish. Instead, she stood silently aside after calling and watched as Fish first treated the patients in the ward. The other two patients were treated.
The first patient was a sallow-faced, frowning man.?, he curled up on the hospital bed without saying a word, as if he was unaware of the surrounding things.
"Mr. Broderick Bird, the silent man of the Ministry of Magic, was attacked by an unknown person a while ago, causing some problems in his brain" Therapist Straw spread his hands helplessly, and said: " He's completely treating himself like a teapot now."
Earlier in the waiting hall, the old wizard with a hearing aid came to visit him, but Fish didn't see that person, so he presumably had already gone back.
Fish was still the same as before, using spells such as rejuvenation, stabilization, neutralizing toxins, and dispelling magic on Mr. Bird, but the other party was still curled up on the bed motionless.
The old Mrs. Longbottom on the side seemed a little disappointed, but she soon cheered up and followed Fish and the others to the second patient.
The second patient is Agnes, a witch who failed to practice Animagus. Her condition is similar to that of drinking animal compound soup, with long hair all over her face and some canine eyes. characteristics, but her state is very likely to be permanent, and she can't speak yet, she can only bark
Of course, Fish could still understand what she was saying.
"This fluffy one is not more beautiful meow!"
Seeing Agnes' shy appearance, Fish immediately transformed himself into a furry cat-man form.
This made Agnes feel much better immediately, she hugged Fish, and then cooperated with Maomao's treatment.
And Fisher's healing effect on her is also more obvious. The spell of dispelling magic not only thins out the long hair on Agnes's body, but also restores her normal language.
"It seems that this is the only way I can do it"
After taking a few more shots to dispel the magic, Fish said with some regret.
"That's great, thank you Fish!" Agnes hugged Fish again.
On the other hand, St. Mungo's dean also said: "If it is of this level, the chances of recovery are still very high. Don't underestimate St. Mungo's technology."
Only then did Mao Mao become happy, and old Mrs. Longbottom also had a glimmer of hope again.
Without any delay, everyone walked quickly to the innermost part of the room, opened the flower curtain and walked in.
Behind the curtain are two patients, a man and a woman, wearing pajamas of the same color, awkwardly folding candy wrappers like two children, and making silly smiles from time to time, but they look thin and haggard, full of With white hair, he looked much older than the Weasleys.
"Frank, Alice, come here quickly, I will introduce a new friend to you." Mrs. Longbottom said gently.
Those two people raised their heads, and showed innocent childlike smiles to Fish and the others.
Alice let out a cry of surprise, then staggered over, hugged Fish, and grabbed his furry cat ears, kneading them non-stop.
After hesitating for a moment, Frank also slowly moved over, picked up Fish's tail, and played with it in his hand.
And Fish, who had always disliked others rubbing his ears, stood obediently at this moment, allowing the two to fiddle with his ears and tail.
"Hello, my name is Fish, Fish McGonagall."
Not only that, Mao Mao also greeted the two of them very friendly
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