Bitten by a dragon?

Looking at the hideous and terrible wounds on the Muggle soldier's body, Hoffa was startled, and immediately ordered left and right: "You, hurry up, go to register, you carry him in, I will contact for treatment." ”

Seeing that the young man was quite calm, the group of employees of the Ministry of Magic seemed to have found the backbone. Get busy as he tells you.

Hoffa rushed back to the lobby of St. Mungo's Hospital through the glass wall, pulled out a wad of paper from under the table, and scrambled to fill in the information to arrange surgery for the wounded man.

The group of Ministry of Magic employees also came in from outside carrying stretchers, and the surrounding nurses gasped and surrounded them.

Hoffa filled in the information and quickly separated a few nurses and walked to the Ministry of Magic employee: "You guys, go to the Biological Damage Section on the second floor to find the Smesuik healer, hurry up!"

However, at this moment, a cold snort came from outside the crowd.

"Wait a minute. ”

Hoffa turned his head and saw a short and fat man parting the crowd and slowly walking over. It was his boss, Kerrigan Burton, the stocky penguin man he had just spoken to in the morning.

"I'll talk about it later. ”

Hoffa turned his head, his life was at stake, and he didn't want to have more trouble with the other party.

But his attitude undoubtedly pierced Kerrigan Burton's nerves, and he narrowed his eyes: "What are you talking about, who allowed you to approve the hospitalization bill indiscriminately?"

Hoffa ignored him and was going to resign tonight, he didn't want to embarrass him too much.

Seeing that the Muggle soldier's breathing was getting weaker and harder, he pushed the few Ministry of Magic employees and said, "Hurry up, hurry up to the second floor, don't worry about anything......

A couple of Ministry of Magic employees just lifted their feet.

"Who dares to move!!"

The penguin man barked like a cat with its tail stomped on, and he was furious and snatched the registration certificate from Hoffa's hand. Startled the few Ministry of Magic employees carrying stretchers.

The list was taken away by stubby fingers.

"I don't care what kind of injury he is, did you come according to the rules?" Kerrigan Bolton stepped forward and repeated, "You, according to, rules, rules, come?"

His saliva was about to squirt on Hoffa's chin.

Hoffa was furious: "He's going to die! Don't you see the wound?"

Kerrigan Burton's gloomy face was pressed to Hoffa's side, and he whispered: "Boy, I don't care who introduced you, but to do things in St. Mungo, you have to follow the rules!"

After saying that, he pushed Hoffa away, looked at the few Ministry of Magic employees, and said in an old-fashioned manner, "What is your relationship with the injured?"

Several Ministry of Magic employees were stunned, "We're just doing what we're told." ”

"What about the family members of the wounded, why can't they see anyone? "This operation is not child's play, and we must sign a liability agreement before we can carry out the follow-up work." ”

Dependents......?

Several Ministry of Magic employees looked at each other, seemingly unsure of what to say for a moment.

Hoffa couldn't stand it anymore, this old thing's grinding attitude was simply careless of human life. He grabbed Bolton Apothecary by the collar, "This is a Muggle, Muggle soldier! Do you want a sober Muggle to come to St. Mungo to sign?"

"What's your attitude?"

The fat man glared at him, his nose trembling with anger.

Hoffa's arm exerted force, and he was lifted up little by little under the penguin man's astonished gaze.

"What do you want to do?" he snapped.

Hoffa: "Arrange surgery, immediately!"

"What is your attitude, do you want to be expelled?"

"Fire and fire......"

However, the tension between the two was interrupted by a Ministry of Magic employee, who suddenly said, "No need. ”

Huo ** paused and looked at the employee.

The Ministry of Magic employee said, "He's dead." ”

Hoffa let go of his hand and crouched down to hold down the soldier's neck. The soldier who had been bitten in half by the dragon let out his last breath and stared at the ceiling with wide eyes. There is no more heaving in the chest, and he is already too dead to die anymore.

The nurses around them shook their heads, sighed slightly, and then dispersed. During the war years, this kind of thing was all too common.

Hoffa stood up, his head bowed, and said nothing.

Kerrigan Burton frowned and said, "Carry it down and hand it over to the people in the logistics department to dispose of." Don't interfere with normal work here, and besides, we don't accept Muggles during this time, so don't pull anyone over. ”

Several Ministry of Magic employees groaned, looking depressed.

Burton straightened his tie and snorted coldly at Hoffa, saying, "Learn a little, understand!?"

This sentence was like a spark that ignited an explosive keg, the blood rushed to the top door, the adrenaline began to rise rubbingly, and Hoffa turned his head: "He was original, probably not to die." ”

"Who doesn't die?"

The man sneered: "Do you know France, do you know Belgium? Do you know Poland? There are thousands of dead people in the world every day, can you save them?"

"You have to be responsible for this. Hoffa squeezed a few words out between his teeth.

"Funny, I'm responsible, what am I responsible? Who is responsible for Mr. Bohan, who is responsible for the shareholders, who is responsible for their medical expenses, I warn you, since you came, the hospital has lost at least 800 plus ....... because of your random certificates."

Syllable!!

His neck was gragged.

Immediately, Bolton saw a pair of frightening golden eyes. The young man standing in front of him suddenly became taller.

He didn't wait to think about why.

The next second.

Rumble!!

A punch slammed into his face, knocking the bridge of his nose crooked.

Before he could even react, he was punched to the ground.

Bang bang!!

Immediately, Huo ** grabbed the leader's thigh, like wielding a big stick, smashing him left and right, and in the debris splash, he only had time to let out a piercing scream, and then collapsed like a deflated ball.

In the horrified eyes of all. The pharmacist at St. Mungo's Hospital, the man named Kerrigan, was smashed into the floor tiles by his trainees, his front teeth falling off the ground and his limbs twisting into an incredible arc.

Hofa panted in anger, he stood in place, looked at the two pits on the left and right, threw away the broken shoe in his hand with a grim face, and spat on the penguin man's body: "Really when I came to serve you?

......

......

Three hours later.

The hospital is on the fifth floor.

The head nurse looked at Hoffa and pushed him to the door of the dean's office.

"Dean Bohan wants to see you by name, go in. ”

With that, she handed a few pieces of black-and-white paper to Hoffa and turned to leave.

Hoffa looked at the mimeographed paper, and in the picture, Kerriganbolt was wrapped in bandages, like a mummy, in a horrible appearance.

There were also rows and rows of inspection reports in the back, two pages long, and Hoffa rubbed his forehead and sighed secretly.

What should come is always coming.

He regretted it, but not at all he regretted beating Kerrigan Burton, he regretted that he had promised Agretta to be too hasty, and that he was not fit to work in the unit at all.

God knows what awaits you.

He grabbed the doorknob of the hospital director's office and pushed the door in.

But the scene inside the door made him forget what happened to him for a while.

It was a strange room, with dim and soft lighting, and the tentacles of many plants slowly wriggling, intertwined with each other, clinging to desks, sofas, chairs, and even teapots. This makes the room look like it's some kind of creature's green stomach wall.

He had spent two years in a magic school and naturally recognized the plant. This is the Devil's Web, a vine plant that is afraid of light and fire, but at the same time, it can also be extremely active and changeable in certain environments.

But the devil's net is not the most striking thing in this room, the most striking thing is an operating table on the side of the room.

On the operating table, a bandaged golden retriever is lying. The hound appeared to have been badly wounded, and his entire hind legs were broken by bullets.

A man in a white lab coat with glasses was standing in front of the operating table, quietly operating on the golden retriever.

The staggered vines in the room were like nimble fingers, handing knives to the man's side.

This scene stunned Hoffa.

Could it be that the dean of St. Mungo's ...... A veterinarian?

The man noticed the sound of the door, he turned his head, this is a middle-aged man, elegant appearance, deep nasolabial folds, and outstanding temperament. He glanced up at Hoffa and beckoned to him.

Straddling over two thick vines on the ground, Hoffa slowly walked over to the man.

As he walked up to the man, he noticed that there were many eyes around him watching him.

Hoffa looked around, and it turned out that there were not only devil nets in this room, but also many cats and dogs.

Some timid cats and dogs watched themselves vigilantly in the corners, some daring came to Hoffa's side, two Labradors sniffed at him, a pit bull looked up at him with a drooping mouth, and two black cats silently circled his legs.

Hoffa withdrew his attention from the animals and looked at the man in front of him who had undergone surgery.

He had been in class here for more than a month, so he naturally knew the current Dean of St. Mungo.

James Bohan.

A man who has been in the position of dean for almost ten years.

The man said lightly without raising his head: "Hand me the caliper." ”

Hearing this, Hoffa glanced at the surgical plate, took out a small tweezer from the plate and handed it over.

He took the tweezers, slowly put the tool into the leg of the golden retriever in front of him, and then slowly pulled it out. At the end of the tweezers, a bloody shrapnel is precisely clamped.

The golden retriever was in pain and wailed.

The man immediately pressed the golden retriever's neck with his broad palm.

"Shhhh ”

The Golden Retriever calmed down.

Then, with his right hand, Jacobohan quickly removed several shrapnel from its hind legs.

"Alcohol. ”

Hoffa handed over the alcohol.

"Cotton swabs. ”

Hoffa passed the swab.

"Gauze. ”

Hoffa handed over the gauze, and for a moment, he seemed to have become a devil's net tentacle......

Ten minutes later, when the operation was over, the golden retriever lay on the bed, licking the man's fingers, and the elegant dean explained while bandaging the wound:

"It was wounded in the war, but the life of the animal is very tenacious, if you give them a chance, a little respect, they will survive and repay you a hundredfold. ”

Hoffa didn't know how to answer, it was the first time he had come face to face with the Dean of St. Mungo.

The man carried the bandaged golden retriever into the cage and took off his bloody white coat, revealing his ordinary black casual clothes underneath. He walked behind the desk and leaned back in his chair. Stretching out his hand, he said very relaxedly: "List, I'll take a look." ”

Hoffa handed over Burton's medical report, and several vines wriggled silently on the table like snakes, rolling up pictures and showing them to the man one by one.

During this period.

Hoffa put his hands behind his back and didn't say a word. He was a little concerned about whether his violent beating of Bolton would bring any unpredictable bad effects.

At this moment, one of the tentacles of the wriggling devil's web on the table reached out and silently pushed a chair over and placed it under Hoffa's ass.

It even nodded Hoffa's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down.

Hoffa glanced at Jacob Bohan in amazement, and the man casually said while looking at the picture, "Sit, this is not Azkaban." ”

Hearing the other party's words, Hoffa was slightly surprised, and he realized that the other party's mental force field was so soft that people could barely notice it. But that control was the highest he'd ever seen of any wizard, not one of them.

He sat down, and as soon as he sat down, two black cats jumped on his lap, purring, and rubbing their heads against the backs of Hoffa's hands.

Rao was in such an environment, Huo Fa still couldn't help but stroke the cat's neck.

At this moment, another devil's net tentacle slowly came to Hoffa with a cup of ceramic coffee.

The tentacle was also forked, and it rolled a small spoon, clinking the coffee.

Another vine tentacle tapped Hoffa's shoulder, as if motioning for him to drink coffee.

Hoffa's hands were on the cat, so he tucked his shoulders and let go of the Devil's Web tentacles.

The tentacle rolled up another sugar cube and fell into the coffee cup, and after adding the sugar, it even brought the coffee cup to Hoffa's mouth. Unrelenting.

Hoffa could only quietly move a little to the left and let go of the cup.

"What, you don't like coffee?"

The man in front of him asked kindly as he looked at the picture.

"I don't like it very much. ”

Hoffa replied.

The devil's net vine put the coffee cup back in its place.

"Tea, pure water, milk?"

"Uh...... No, thanks. ”

Hoffa instinctively refused.

"You're nervous? It's not like you. ”

He laughed, "I've heard of you, Hoffa Bach, and the things you did, and honestly, it was a bit of a condescension to keep you in this position. ”

Hoffa frowned: "Mr. Bohan, do you have anything to say, can you say it directly?"

"Uh-huh. The man smiled, then raised his head, looked directly into Hofa's pale golden eyes, crossed his fingers, and said lightly:

"Two-thirds of the bones in your body are broken, intracranial hemorrhage, misaligned organs, severe concussion, high amputation paralysis, and thanks to this is St. Mungo's Hospital, you didn't commit murder, Mr. Bach. ”