Snape had returned early yesterday evening, and he was mixing potions in the office.

Snape didn't say much about Selene, he just asked Maca to ask the therapists at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries herself.

Although Snape's tone was as impatient as ever, Maca was keenly aware that there seemed to be something else hidden in it.

Perhaps, Selene's mother's condition is not as simple as imagined.

He pondered for a moment, but decided to go to St. Mungo's first to see what was going on.

St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries is located in the heart of London, a busy shopping street. On both sides of the wide streets, the shops are mostly packed with Christmas customers.

As for why the hospital was built here, it is said that the land in Diagon Alley is really not enough, but due to health concerns, the hospital cannot be built underground.

In the end, the top decided on a place full of Muggles, and to be honest, Maca couldn't figure out what they thought.

Marka walked down the sidewalk, glancing at the roadside shops from time to time, until he came across an old-fashioned red-brick department store.

There wasn't a single Muggle here - they weren't going here because of magic. Because of this, it is a stark contrast to the well-populated electronics store next door.

This old department store is called "Taotao Co., Ltd."

It looked decrepit and deserted, with only a few cracked dummies in the window, wearing wigs crookedly, in various postures, and wearing clothes from at least ten years ago.

The dusty door was hung with a large sign that read "Closed for Renovation".

Maca walked to a shop window, where there was only a particularly ugly female dummy, with false eyelashes falling off, and wearing a green nylon dress.

"I'm a friend of Selene's, and my mother is sick, and I'm here to visit." Maca tapped lightly on the glass and said calmly.

I saw that the ugly dummy nodded slightly, and beckoned its fingers together.

Maca stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, she melted into the glass and vanished.

After a moment of coolness like water, the surrounding scene suddenly turned into a crowded waiting room.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries has always been busy, with rows of witches and wizards sitting on rickety wooden chairs, where all sorts of strange medical traits are displayed.

Some are all kinds of awkward-looking, even terrifying deformities; Some are shouting and can't stop talking; Others were crawling around on the floor, and his friends were trying to pinn him to the ground so as not to hit anyone.

Maca also saw a patient learning to jump rabbits, but his sweaty appearance was obviously not voluntary.

Of course, there are some people who still look normal, they all sit quietly on wooden chairs and wait for the number!

Among the patients, a number of green-robed witches and witches walked around the waiting list, asking about the patient's condition and then taking notes on a clipboard.

Embroidered on their chests was a badge, a wand and bone cross.

Maca looked at the signs on the various windows and formed a long line.

A chubby blonde witch sat behind the window desk with a "Consultation Office" nameplate hanging on it.

And the wall behind her is plastered with various notices and slogans. For example, "Clean the cauldron to prevent potions from turning into poison", "Antidotes should not be used indiscriminately, they must be approved by a qualified healer", and so on.

Next to it, there is a large portrait of a witch with long silver curly hair, noted below: Talise Devonte, St. Mungo's healer (1722-1741) and headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1741-1768).

Dressis was scrutinizing each patient, smiling and nodding when she saw Maca looking at her.

Maca had seen her on the wall of Headmaster Dumbledore's office, and he returned the salute before seeing Talise turn and disappear from the portrait - it seemed that she had gone somewhere else.

The fat witch was quite efficient in handling affairs, and it didn't take long for it to be Maca's turn.

"Please, Selene's mother—I don't know her name, but I'm a friend of Selene." Maca explained.

"I think you'd better ask before you ......," said the Fat Witch casually, "you can't find it, you have to know the patient's name." ”

Maca thought for a moment, and then said, "Severus Snape was here yesterday, and I think you should know. ”

The fat witch nodded suddenly: "Oh, that's the one - the fifth floor, the fifth floor, go to the end on the left-hand side!" ”

"Thank you!" Maca said, turning and walking inside.

On the first floor there is a large door in the innermost part of the building, and after it is a narrow corridor flanked by portraits of various famous healers throughout history.

Crystal bubbles filled with candles float on the ceiling, looking like giant soap bubbles. Wizards in green robes came and went from the various doorways, and occasionally there was a faint wail in the room.

He ascended the stairs and, as the fat witch had said, all the way to the far left end of the corridor on the fifth floor. There, there is a single patient room with a "Danger" sign. There is a board with all kinds of information written on it, including the patient's name, medical diary, main therapist, and so on.

Maca reached out and knocked on the door, only to hear a weak "Please come in" from inside after a while. It was indeed Selene, but it sounded as if she was sick, a weak tone.

Maca unscrewed the doorknob and pushed the door in. But as soon as he took the first step into the ward, he sensed something was wrong.

It's a breath that makes the soul feel oppressed!

Maca, who has pondered a lot of soul magic and even experienced it herself, is very sensitive to this feeling of touching the soul.

The room was not spacious, except for a narrow window high up in the wall opposite the door. The light is mainly provided by a crystal bubble gathered in the center of the ceiling.

On the walls of the ward, there is a portrait of a certain wizard who looks very sunny. When Maca walked in, he waved at her.

Underneath the portrait, however, is a plaque that reads: Michael Sullenberg (1585-1651), craniotomy.

Maca walked quickly to the hospital bed, and despite the sad Selene nodding at him, she stared straight at Selene's mother on the hospital bed and observed it carefully.

On the surface, Selene's mother was only a little emaciated, but she didn't show the state of the patient.

Her face was normal like an ordinary person, and even slightly ruddy, and she looked very healthy. Her eyes were closed, and she lay motionless on the hospital bed, breathing as if she had fallen asleep.

"I saw the diagnosis at the door just now, is that what the main therapist really said?" Maca hesitantly said, "Is it true that 'being frightened by the Dementors has led to self-isolation of external perception'? Did you say anything else? ”

Selene looked at her mother sadly and let out a soft "um".

"Until then?" Maca continued, "I remember you said that she wasn't in good shape before—"

"Yes, but no cause was found before, except that it was normal for my mother to be too old, sometimes weak, sometimes forgetful," Selene said, "only this time, she ran into a Dementor in the back of the house—"

Selene's mother, or "stepmother", was the previous female boss of the "Snow Witch". It was she who took in the young Selene, but she was already in her fifties at that time.

On the surface, it's actually normal, but Maca doesn't think so.

Perhaps, Snape also noticed something unusual, but according to his nature, he would not care about this kind of idle business.

"Selene, I think ......" Maca hesitated, but in the blink of an eye, she became decisive again, "I think this may be a misdiagnosis...... If you can trust me, I can do a special examination for your mother. ”

Selene was stunned for a moment, and her originally gloomy eyes lit up again.

"To be honest, I don't believe it either! My mother has always been in good health, but when we went to the United States a few years ago, she suddenly began to weaken......" Selene stood up, grabbed Maca's arm, and cried, "You can handle a basilisk!" That must be pretty impressive...... You check it for my mother, please! ”

Maca nodded calmly and said, "It's not convenient here...... You go through the formalities and then bring your mother back to the Snow Witch, and I'll have to do some preparations...... Need my help here? ”

"No, I can do it myself...... Please! ”

Looking at Maca's incredibly calm appearance, Selene's mood gradually calmed down.

"Okay, but I'll have to explain it up front - I'm going to do a special test, it's soul-related, you know?"

Selene looked at him in surprise and nodded again after a moment.

"St. Mungo's healers can't do much, and Mr. Snape has said that the potion is just an attempt—" Selene pursed her lips, "I'm afraid my mother's kindness to me will not be finished in my life...... Whether it's white magic or black magic, if there's hope, I've got to try! ”

……

Originally, Maca didn't plan to do everything like a good old man. But Selene's mother's symptoms gave him some familiar feelings.

This may be a breakthrough that can help him solve his emotional closure problem! In any case, he could not let go of any possibility.

Maca hurried back to Hogwarts and packed up a lot of useful things.

At this point, he misses Luna and Willy a little, and an assistant who can keep his secrets is not easy to find!

It's a pity, not to mention that the Christmas holidays are not over yet, Willic has taken a temporary leave of absence, and I don't know when she will be back!

After putting everything in order, he hurried to Hogsmeade again.