Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Chapter 348

“What’s this?”

Hagrid squinted his eyes, trying to see clearly the little thing that was too slender for him.

Dumbledore was careful not to make direct contact, but stretched his fingers to the top of the metal needle, slowly lifted it, and the needle was pulled out bit by bit.

The silver-gray metal is very sharp and shines with a cold light.

“This seems to be a Muggle thing?”

Hagrid poked it with his fingernail and said doubtfully.

“Recently, some therapists at St. Mungo’s have begun to introduce Muggle medical equipment.”

Dumbledore squinted his eyes slightly, looked at it for a while, and then said: “But… it is true that Muggles are more accustomed to using these things.”

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a silver phoenix emerged from the tip of Dumbledore’s wand and disappeared in a flash.

Not long after, Caredi Bubbaji and Madam Pomfrey hurried over. They only wore thick cloaks outside their nightgowns, and Madam Pomfrey’s hair was loose.

They entered the Pig’s Head Bar. At this time, the werewolf was placed in a guest room upstairs. The dim oil lamp only illuminated a small area. The hygiene in the room was very poor, and the items all looked greasy.

Hagrid stood by the bed, covering his wounds. Dumbledore stood in front of the window, looking outside, not knowing what he was looking at.

“Dumbledore, Hagrid, we-“

Before Professor Bubbaji finished his greeting, when Hagrid turned around, he saw the furry figure behind him.

The werewolf had woken up from his coma. He was grinning and growling, but he was tied tightly by several chains on his body.

“ah–“

The Muggle Studies professor let out a scream and almost turned around and ran away.

“Calm down, Caredi.”

Dumbledore supported Professor Bubbaji and said: “He has no ability to hurt people now. I came to you because I want you to see this thing – Poppy, please help Hagrid take care of his wounds first.” ”

“OK.”

Madam Pomfrey said calmly.

The patron saint Phoenix had informed her of what she needed to bring, and Madam Pomfrey was fully prepared.

She put the medical box she carried with her, which seemed to be only as big as two bricks, on the ground. The box unfolded “click-click-click” and in the blink of an eye it turned into a shelf that was five stories high and two meters wide.

The wounds on Hagrid’s body were still bleeding. He took off his coat, revealing those terrible wounds, which made Professor Bubbaji next to him let out another low cry.

She glanced at the werewolf on the bed with fear, her heart beating wildly, but fortunately, the white-bearded principal next to her gave Professor Bubbaji a great sense of security.

She took a few deep breaths and looked at the slender needle in her hand carefully.

Madam Pomfrey mixed silver powder and white powder in an appropriate proportion and applied it evenly on Hagrid’s wounds. At the same time, she asked seriously: “Have you been bitten by him?”

“No, I pay close attention to this.”

Hagrid shook his head and asked worriedly: “Will I turn into a werewolf?”

Madam Pomfrey glanced at him: “Generally speaking, no.”

“General?” Hagrid raised his voice in horror.

“The necessary condition for becoming a werewolf is to be bitten by a werewolf who transformed into a wolf on a full moon night. What really infects people with lycanthropy is the blood and saliva of the werewolf after the transformation.”

Madam Pomfrey said objectively.

“That’s okay.” Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief: “It’s not a full moon tonight, and I wasn’t bitten either.”

Madam Pomfrey’s frown did not relax.

“That’s the problem – Hagrid.”

“There has never been a werewolf that transformed on a night other than a full moon before. Before I know the reason for this werewolf’s transformation, I can’t be sure whether his claws carry the lycanthropy virus.”

“In addition, if your wound is stained with his blood or saliva, it may become infected – being bitten is the most direct way, but it is not the only way, do you understand?”

Hagrid’s face became paler and paler and more worried as Madam Pomfrey spoke.

The big man looked at Madam Pomfrey pitifully, as if he was about to burst into useless tears.

But after being silent for a while, he said: “Madam, please take a look at him too. He was hit several times by me, and maybe seven or eight of his bones were broken.”

Because he knew the werewolf was Lupin, Hagrid had been restrained during the fight and was repeatedly escaped by him. But at the critical moment, he knew that he had dealt cruelly several times, and he could even clearly hear the sound of bones breaking.

Hagrid was worried that he might turn into a werewolf, and worried that Lupine would be crippled by him. He sat on the ground and sighed.

Madam Pomfrey gave him a tender look, then went to heal the werewolf on the bed.

“Ouch——”

The werewolf bared his teeth and howled.

Madam Pomfrey took out a bottle of potion and poured it into the werewolf’s long mouth. Within a second, the werewolf fell asleep again.

The school doctor in a white robe waved his wand, and rays of bright green light fell on the werewolf to check his injuries.

On the other side of the room, Professor Bubbaji used magic to enlarge the needle and observed it for a while before saying, “This is indeed a Muggle thing, and it has nothing to do with the medical equipment introduced by St. Mungo’s.”

“——Nothing?” Dumbledore asked.

“Yes.”

Professor Bubaji said slightly nervously: “This kind of needle is too thick and is usually used on large animals. St. Mungo’s is very thin, so most people are not willing to be pierced by it…”

“And you see, there are three small holes on the tip of the needle. I have never seen such a design. It is very sophisticated in terms of craftsmanship, but it is not necessary…”

“If it is necessary, what do you think the small holes are used for?” Dumbledore asked.

“Uh…” Professor Bubbage was stunned. After thinking for a while, he said: “Can the liquid be injected faster? I guess that’s the case.”

Dumbledore nodded slightly and said nothing. He just circled his wand and collected the remaining blood-mixed substances inside and outside the needle tube and gathered them into a small drop.

The red liquid bead looked like blood. Professor Bubbage watched it being put into the crystal bottle by Dumbledore. As he watched, he suddenly shuddered.

I always felt that the drop of liquid had a particularly evil feeling.

“Thank you for your help, Caridi.” Dumbledore said.

“I didn’t do anything…” Professor Caridi said a little embarrassedly: “I am happy to help you.”

Dumbledore smiled and said: “Thank you for coming here in the middle of the night. Fawkes will take you back.”

A flash of red fire, the phoenix has appeared in the dim room.

Professor Bubbage looked at the phoenix enviously, waved her hand hurriedly and said: “No… no, it’s such a short distance, I can walk back.”

“It’s not safe tonight, let Fawkes take you.” Dumbledore said.

His firm attitude made Professor Bubbage feel something vaguely, she swallowed her saliva in fear and said: “…Okay.”