Armed with his high-end fruit basket, Malfoy made his way to the final destination of the operation, the Dipping Department Store, an old-fashioned red-brick department store that Muggles could only see with a "Closed for Renovation" sign on the door. www.biquge.info But only wizards know that beneath the department store is the main and possibly only large, general magical hospital in the wizarding world.

The streets were bustling with people, but under the spell of the St. Mungo's Hospital, St. Mungo's Hospital was well hidden, and Malfoy walked to a nondescript glass window in which a doll had long been obsolete and would have been dismissed as a gift to children, and the years had left a few traces on his body, making him no longer as clean as new.

Malfoy said a few words to it, and the lifeless doll seemed to suddenly have a spirit and moved, only to see the doll bow slightly, waving and twisting his connected fingers, indicating that Malfoy had been given permission.

It's similar to the wall on the three-quarters platform, except that the glass door is a barrier to the hospital.

Without hesitation, he slammed into the glass door, but Malfoy was not hindered in the slightest, he only felt that he had crossed a curtain of water, and after fully entering, he looked up, and Malfoy saw that in the middle of the hospital door, there was a circular plaque, the dark blue outside was supplemented by a red transitional background, and in the center was a bone and a wand crossed, which should symbolize the identity of the wizard and the function of healing, and then through a rusty iron door, he finally reached the first floor of the hospital, this area was like a combination of the emergency waiting room and the hospital information desk and the visitor reception area, and the wide corridor was crowded with peopleTherapists in dark green robes walked around, busy, and some patients who were in emergency or had been injured by violent foreign objects sat on the chairs on either side, groaning in pain, waiting for help.

Unlike the smell of disinfectant in Muggle hospitals, there was a strange smell of herbs in the air.

Some of the people who had taken the potion by mistake behaved in all sorts of unusual ways, grinning and laughing, crying and weeping from time to time, and some of them sang loudly, singing the Hogwarts school song, which made Malfoy think that he was back at the school's opening ceremony. Some people still think that they are a bear, sniffing everywhere to find sweet honey, and some people, walking between the halls with their hands upside down, it is estimated that the perception of hands and feet is exchanged, in short, the problems caused by the influence of magic are simply strange and all-encompassing. Therapists have seen these seemingly deranged patients, and as long as they don't cause a big commotion, there is no problem.

Some people who have suffered severe trauma are usually the first to be treated, and they are sent to the second or fifth floor, which is the Biological Injury Unit and the Magic Injury Unit, and the patients in these departments tend to have more serious injuries.

There are also people who sit quietly in their chairs and read the newspapers or magazines they have brought, such as the Daily Prophet. These should be the patients who come for regular consultations, calmly watching everything around them.

"Young man, you're not here to see a doctor, are you?" Malfoy felt a gentle tap on his left shoulder, and then looked back to see a green-robed wizard with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The green-robed wizard smiled kindly and said, "My name is Augustus Pye, can I help? ”

Malfoy saw an unusually fat man lying on a stretcher behind him, his arms almost as thick as his own head, his face full of flesh, and his facial features almost hidden, making it impossible to tell whether his eyes were open or closed, whether he was awake or asleep, because the crowd could barely see his eyes.

As for the stretcher beneath him, Malfoy felt like he could hear the bars begin to moan in pain, and soon he couldn't hold it anymore.

Malfoy looked hesitant before asking, "What kind of illness is he?"

Augustus said helplessly: "He was actually only slightly fat, but I don't know where to buy a diet pill made by a wild wizard, and after drinking it, he became like this." ”

"Sure enough, there are fake medicines everywhere. He thought so, and then happily took a hand.

The previous hesitation was because it seemed that there was no awareness of aseptic operation here, and if it was a traumatic injury, he could only say sorry to this kind healer.

"The young man has a lot of strength. Augustus glanced at the boy in amazement, and he and his colleagues felt their pressure suddenly lessen. "It turned out to be a levitation charm. He reacted.

As healers, their magic power can't be used casually, and they have to face unexpected situations at any time, so a trace of their magic power may represent a person's life, and only an outsider like Malfoy can "waste." ”

As a patient who accidentally ingested counterfeit medicine, they had to send this man to the fourth floor, the Potions and Plant Poisoning Section.

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

Malfoy gave him a few names, and Augustus happily left him a few room numbers.

"If anyone stops you, give me my name, and they won't embarrass you. "The therapist still has a good impression of Malfoy, after all, he has only done him a small favor.

"Thank you. Malfoy gestured.

"I still have some patients to take care of, so you can go upstairs yourself. "The names of the Malfoy newspaper just now are all on the fifth floor, so Augustus said so. "Alas, there is not enough manpower. He grumbled, then continued, "I'm actually the employee in charge of the Biological Injuries Unit on the second floor, but I've been brought in as a strong man. He only dared to complain in front of outsiders, because he was actually just an intern, and he just followed the attending physician.

"There shouldn't be any doctor-patient relationship here, right?" looked at the familiar therapist, and his thoughts began to diverge again. "Not to mention the wizard's technique, the bones grow in a few nights, and most people here can heal fairly easily. He continued: "If there is really trouble coming to the door, I really don't know if the doctor is finding fault or the patient is causing trouble." ”

What's more, there are too few people in the wizarding world, there are only so many people in the world, and then this hospital should also be called the only authoritative hospital, just like the Mayo Hospital in Muggle society, there are I don't know how many big guys stand behind it, and those with a slightly normal head will not make trouble.

Even Lucius donated money to the hospital two years later to save his reputation, so much so that he was invited by Fudge and the family was given the opportunity to go to the top to watch the Quidditch World Cup.

"Pye, what are you doing! The patient is still waiting downstairs!" came the roar of the urn from downstairs, and the tone was full of displeasure, and the man downstairs apparently didn't care about the hospital's no-noise rules. However, Augustus's little assistant was startled by this roar, and hurriedly ran downstairs in a panic with a few people behind him.

"Goodbye, lad!" said Augustus, still saying goodbye to Malfoy as he descended the stairs.

"Thank you. Malfoy waved goodbye to him in the same way.