They ascended the stairs all the way to the fifth floor. Entered the Spell Damage Section.

Philip said that the Blood Charm was first thought to be caused by a man-made spell, and although it was later clarified, the ward remained here. There are very, very few people with this disease, and the London hospital has only taken over 120 cases since its establishment, and you need to be pure enough to get sick.

"If she is physically able, we recommend that she go to a hospital in Kyoto or New Delhi, where there is more in-depth study of the disease. Philip said.

"Doesn't that mean theirs—" Hermione was puzzled, "insisting on pure-blood marriage?"

"They don't have a witch campaign. In their culture, the social hierarchy was very strict, wizards only married wizards, and the royal family intermarried with the great nobles, who could marry the wizards or families of the same status. Phoenix said that Hermione rarely asks questions about the wizarding world these days, "Considering the current Muggle society, I'm afraid that they only intermarry wizards, and the incidence must be much higher than in other regions." ”

Walk all the way to the end of the hallway, and the intensive care unit is written on the doors on both sides. Phoenix felt that in fact, most of the people who went in this ward came out of the box. A wooden sign reads: Visits need to be booked in advance.

When they arrived, a therapist was pushing a cart of medicine bottles out of the room. Philip hurried up.

"Who agreed to give her medicine?" he said in a slightly rushed tone.

"Well, her family—her sister, to be exact, insist that we try everything. The dean agreed!"

He shook his head as if he couldn't understand it at all, obviously there was no help, why not let the patient go more easily.

"After two years of doing it, you get used to it. The old therapist said and pushed the cart away.

"Go ahead, she can only see one person at a time, not for too long. Philip turned to Phoenix.

Hermione stood against the wall, and Phoenix reached out and pushed him through the door.

The wards were large, with plenty of light filling the room, and a large floor-to-ceiling window on the wall opposite the door. On the oak-paneled wall hangs an oil painting of an autumn scene.

Daphne's hospital bed is directly opposite the painting. Phoenix saw her lying flat on the bed, the door slamming, and she realized that someone was coming, but it seemed that she didn't have the strength to do so, and only grunted vaguely.

"Are you okay, how are you feeling?" called Phoenix.

It was the first time he had seen a patient with an acute blood curse.

Her face was abnormally pale, her lips were not bloody, her silver hair had been carefully combed, she lay on the bed with her eyes closed, and she felt like a drowning person, waiting to be buried in a coffin.

"I feel good," Daphne said softly, but she could feel pleasant, "except for the lack of energy, it's no different than usual." ”

In the hallway outside the hospital room, Hermione and Philip were chatting. The two haven't seen each other for a long time, but the place to say goodbye is very bad, and the content of the two talks is also very serious, without the laughter of old classmates when they meet, talking about the people and things they meet.

"Tomorrow, I'll go to Kyoto. There's a lot more emphasis on the study of blood spells, and the environment—" Philip said was a little unnatural, and he was referring to the environment, nature, which was the patient, "and there were better conditions for research." ”

"Don't you think it's better to stay in Europe right now?" Hermione said with a hint of retention.

A few days ago, there was a notice within the family that, based on past experience, the number of qualified therapists in Europe is far below the required minimum. This is difficult to change because therapists need to be highly educated, poorly paid, and busy, and very few recent graduates choose to become therapists. Wizards who don't come from prestigious schools don't have the necessary knowledge - second-rate magic schools are generally not comprehensive magical education, and they tend to focus on cultivating a specific magical skill.

Only those who receive the best education in the entire wizarding world can become healers, but few people like Phoenix choose this profession. Most talented people are engaged in politics or start their own businesses to achieve a career, and those who are not talented will not choose such a tiring and low-money career.

Usually you can't see it, and when the war comes, the healer will soon be unable to make ends meet. According to past experience, if the war lasts for more than 5 years, the therapists who are halfway out will become the main force, and their professionalism is really not far from the professional.

"You don't think the Blood Curse is a priority right now. "You should take a step back from the present and think about the future." ”

Hermione looked at him inquiringly.

"After I graduated, it took me seven months to do a research report. ”

Hermione knew that Phoenix had opened the door to him and was the only thing he had done in his position as chief magician in the Wizengamot.

"I consulted a lot of information, and the final conclusion also confirmed my theory. He tried to suppress his excitement, "After all, intermarriage between wizards and Muggles is the norm in most regions. In the past, the number of wizards was extremely rare, and after intermarriage with Muggles, we gradually developed until there were enough to form our own cultural and social system. All this is because wizarding bloodlines are very hereditary, and in the future, Muggles and wizards will return to ancient times to live together, and when the peace comes, the two worlds will be more open to each other than before, and we will usher in an unprecedented period of population explosion. But there are also dangers involved. ”

"You mean to say—" Hermione understood, her eyes widening slightly.

"Yes, our strong hereditary nature will sift out the entire Muggle world, and in the end there will be no more Muggles and wizards in the world, only magicians, oh, plus Squibs. At that time, the blood curse will not be such a rare disease at the moment. "Blood curses are mostly acute, and rarely chronic. By the time people in the future realize it, it is likely to be too late. We must start developing treatments now. ”

Perhaps, after longing for his glory after his success, Philip did not speak, he looked into the distance.

Hermione looked at him, a little dissatisfied, but didn't say anything. Indeed, if Philip's guess is correct, he will be more successful than all therapists in history. Never before in the history of mankind has there been such a success, with so few people, and so many beings protected. She remembered a phrase she had heard before, but she couldn't remember who said it. It's a fitting description of what Philip has done – if things really go the way he wants them to go, and he's successful.

"I'm sorry," Philip came back to his senses, and then he asked Hermione, "Are you still going to be at the Ministry of Magic?"

"Oh, I want to ask you," said Hermione, "didn't the Minister send someone to arrest those who used the Yin Corps? What is he doing?"

"I'm afraid Minister Robaz has no one to send. Philip said helplessly, "The Ministry of Magic—let me say so, the building is empty." ”

As I thought, Hermione muttered to herself.

At this point, Phoenix withdrew from the hospital room.