Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Bringing his own high-end fruit baskets, Malfoy walked slowly towards the final destination of the operation - the Clearing Brick Department Store, which is an old-fashioned red brick department store. Muggles can only see hanging on the door. Closed for renovation sign and cannot enter. But only wizards know that hidden under the department store is the most important and possibly the only large-scale comprehensive magic hospital in the magic world.

The crowd on the street was bustling with people coming and going, but under the spell, St. Mungo's Hospital was well hidden. Malfoy walked to an inconspicuous glass window, in which there was a long-outdated glass window. If you give it as a gift to children, the children will dismiss it, and the years have left some traces on his body, making him no longer as clean as new.

Malfoy said a few words to it, and the doll, which should have no life, seemed to suddenly have spirituality and moved. I saw the doll nodded slightly, waving and twisting his linked fingers, indicating to Mal Fu has obtained permission.

It is very similar to the wall that has three-quarters of the platform, but this glass door is a barrier to the hospital.

He slammed into the glass door without hesitation, but Malfoy was not hindered in the slightest. He only felt that he had stepped over a water curtain. After entering completely, he looked up and saw Malfoy. In the middle, there is a circular plaque, with a dark blue border supplemented by a red transitional background color, and in the center is a bone and a wand crossed, which should symbolize the wizard's identity and healing function, and then cross a The iron door was already a little rusty and mottled, and he finally reached the first floor of the hospital. This area is like a collection of emergency waiting rooms, hospital information desks, and visitor reception areas. The spacious corridors are crowded with people wearing clothes. The therapists in dark green robes walked around and were very busy. Some patients with acute illness or severe foreign object injuries were sitting on the chairs on both sides, groaning in pain, waiting for help.

Unlike the smell of disinfectant that fills the Muggle hospital, there are all kinds of strange herbal smells in the air.

Some people who took the medicine by mistake, made various abnormal behaviors, kept grinning and laughing, and crying from time to time, and some sang loudly, and sang the Hogwarts school song. Malfoy thought he was back at the school's commencement. Some people think they are a bear, sniffing everywhere to find sweet honey, and some people walk in the halls with their hands upside down, it is estimated that the perception of hands and feet has been exchanged, in short, due to the influence of magic. The problems are simply bizarre and all-encompassing. The therapists have seen nothing wrong with these seemingly unhinged patients, as long as they don't cause a big uproar.

Some people with severe trauma are generally the first to be treated. They will be sent to the second or fifth floor. This is the biological injury department and the magic injury department. Patients in these departments are often severely injured.

There are also some people sitting quietly beside the chairs, reading the newspapers or magazines they brought, such as the Daily Prophet. These should be patients who come for regular consultation, calmly watching everything around.

Young man, aren't you here to see a doctor? Malfoy felt a light tap on his left shoulder, and then looked back, a green-robed wizard with thick eyebrows and big eyes came into his sight. The green-robed wizard put on a kind smile and said, My name is Augustus Pai, can I help you? This patient is too heavy.

Malfoy saw an abnormally fat man lying on the stretcher behind him, his arms were almost as thick as his own head, his face was full of flesh, and his facial features were almost covered, so that people couldn't tell who he was now. Whether his eyes are open or closed, whether he is awake or asleep, because everyone can hardly see his eyes.

As for the stretcher under him, which was already teetering, Malfoy felt like he could hear the rods begin to moan in pain, and soon couldn't hold it any longer.

Malfoy looked hesitant,

Then he asked, What's wrong with him?

Augustus said helplessly: He was actually just a little fat, but I don't know where he bought a weight loss potion made by a wild wizard, and he became like this after drinking it.

Sure enough, there are counterfeit medicines everywhere. He thought of this, and then he happily raised his hand.

The hesitation before was because it seemed that there was no awareness of aseptic operation here. If it was a trauma, he could only apologize to this kind-hearted therapist.

The young man has quite a lot of strength. Augustus gave the boy a surprised look, and he and his colleagues felt that their pressure was suddenly reduced. It turned out to be a floating spell. He immediately responded.

As therapists, their magic power cannot be used indiscriminately. If they have to face unexpected situations at any time, a trace of their magic power may represent a person's life, and only an outsider like Malfoy can waste it.

As a patient who ingested counterfeit medicines by mistake, they had to send this man to the fourth floor - the Division of Potions and Plant Poisoning,

Thank you so much. It wasn't until a few of them sent the fat man to the ward that Augustus let out a long sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat on his face, and shook his hand. Leaning on the edge of the bed and resting for a while, he said, Who are you going to visit? Augustus asked.

Malfoy reported a few names, and Augustus readily gave him a few room numbers.

If someone stops you, just tell me my name, they won't embarrass you. The therapist still had a good impression of Malfoy, after all, he had only done him a small favor.

Thank you. Malfoy nodded.

I still have some patients to be responsible for, so you can go upstairs by yourself. The names of Malfoy's newspaper were all on the fifth floor, so Augustus said. Hey, there's not enough manpower. He complained, and then continued: I'm actually an employee in charge of the biological injury department on the second floor, but I'm still hired to be a strong man. He only dared to speak these words in front of outsiders. Complained, because he was actually just an intern, fighting with the attending physician.

There shouldn't be any doctor-patient relationship here, right? Looking at this familiar therapist, his thoughts began to diverge again. Let's not talk about the wizard's technique, the bones grow in a few nights, and most people here can recover fairly easily. He continued to think: If there is really trouble finding the door, I really don't know if the doctor was found fault or not. Patients are in trouble.

What's more, there are too few people in the wizarding world, there are only so many people in total, and this hospital should also be called the only authoritative hospital, just like the Mayo Hospital in Muggle society, standing behind it. The guy supports him, and those with a slightly normal head won't make trouble.

Even Lucius donated money to the hospital two years later in order to gain prestige, so that he was invited by Fudge, and the family got the opportunity to go to the top floor to watch the Quidditch World Cup.

Paiy! What the hell are you doing! The patient is still waiting downstairs! The roar of the urn came from downstairs, the tone was full of dissatisfaction, and the man downstairs obviously did not take into account the rules of the hospital not to make noise . On the contrary, the little assistant Augustus was taken aback by the roar, and hurriedly rushed downstairs with a few people behind him.

Good-bye, young man! Augustus said goodbye to Malfoy as he went downstairs.

Thank you. Malfoy also waved goodbye to him.

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