After Rov and Shirley left with Nymeria, the horses returned to the tribe along the mountain path under Margaret's orders.

Only Bane didn't leave, and he stiffened his hands and feet to the rock wall, trying to pull out the sword, but it was too deep into the mountain to move.

Bane was irritated for a moment, not to mention the sound of horses' hooves as the people left, and even the mountain wind whistling around him, which sounded like a mockery to him.

He thumped hard against the rock wall, beating his arm to the point of pain, and then stopped.

Margaret walked slowly over to Bane, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Alright, stop punishing yourself, let's go back to the tribe." ”

Bane roared, "I'm not reconciled, Margaery! ”

"What's unwilling?" Margaret reassured:

"The arrow feather you shot has the venom of a giant snail that has been deep into the bone marrow for so long.

Even if Scamander could really help her detoxify, the wound would have pierced her stomach and intestines, and she would have lost so much blood...... Somelia is certain to die. ”

This is also the reason why Margaret did not clash with Scamander and forced Na Melia...... All he had taken with him was a corpse of Nymelia.

Scamander seems to have won face, but the real liner is still here with the centaurs!

But Bane doesn't think so, he wants both the inside and the face.

So, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to kill Scamander, I'm going to kill him!" ”

"Bane, you're no match for Scamander, what are you going to do to kill him?" Margaret said solemnly:

"He let you go three times in a row, and I'm pretty sure that the next time you provoke him again, he will definitely not hesitate to kill you, even if I intercede for you."

"So, since Nemelia is dead, let's stop here."

It's okay not to mention it, the scar was torn up, and Bane's face was a little hideously distorted.

Bane rejects and loathes wizards so much that he is defeated three times by a wizard.

And the wizard spared him three more times with mercy, and this ultimate humiliation was worse than killing him.

Bane said angrily, "I'm going to use that coffin." ”

"You're crazy." Margaret said angrily: "You used that wooden coffin to kill Nemeria this time, reducing your life span by decades.

If you use it again, how long do you think you'll live? ”

Bane didn't speak, he stroked his gray hair, and there was a flicker of madness in his eyes.

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Rove and Shirley did not leave Brown Cave Mountain, they rode their broomsticks, went around the back of the mountain, found a hidden cave, and immediately got into the box.

Nymeria's injuries were severe and must be treated immediately, allowing them to return to Hogwarts.

At this point, the two of them were standing in a room filled with the pungent smell of medical alcohol.

Shirley tried to put Namelia on the operating table, but because she was a centaur and couldn't lie on the table, the girl had to wave her wand and let her lie on her back in mid-air.

Rove picked up a radio-like magic item from the shelf, and he tapped the button with his wand, and it sprouted strands of dark green thread that connected to Nymeria's wrist.

The faint green threads trembled, and the sound of "dong dong" sounded on the radio.

This is the magic heartbeat, similar to a Muggle ECG machine, which can detect the beating of the heart and thus determine the patient's condition.

Rove floated up and came to Nymeria's side, and at the bottom of her chest, an arrow was stuck deep in it, black blood oozing out, apparently poisoned in the arrow.

On Nymelia's body, there is also a mesh garment made of vines, and its presence will affect the operation.

So, this will not be too much to worry about, and Rove asked Shirley to untie it directly.

As the ponytail girl cut off the vines and ripped off the whole dress, she and Rove also instantly understood:

Why don't the other centaurs wear clothes, but only Nemelia?

It's just too big!

This is definitely the tall mountain that Rove has ever seen, even Helena and Margaery, who are also not small, are not as good as Namelia together.

What's even more terrifying is that she will still lie on her back in mid-air.

Experienced people know that when lying on your back, you will naturally spread it flat to the sides.

Nemelia could still see the side of the ridge as a peak, and she couldn't imagine how she would stand up...... Spectacular.

For a while, not to mention Rove, Shirley, who was a girl, looked slightly sluggish.

At this time, Nemelia, who was in a coma, suddenly coughed violently.

Rove hurriedly reached out and pressed down on the rickety, trembling and strange scenery to stop them from shaking.

In case it hits the arrow feather, it is not good to cause secondary damage to the wound.

Shirley came back to her senses and immediately took over Rove's work, gently lifting the twin towers upwards so that he could treat his wounds with peace of mind.

Rove gathered his nerves, moistened a piece of gauze with alcohol that smelled of mashed herbs, and wiped the dust near the wound.

After he cleaned up, he raised his arm again, and a scalpel trembled twice on the shelf, and then a perfect parabola popped out, which landed in his hand very accurately.

Rove took the scalpel and cut the wound of Nymeria a finger length, repeated the knife again, deep into the bone, broke the wound with his left hand, reached into the pliers with his right hand, pulled it out with force, pulled out the half of the arrow that had penetrated deep into the bone, and threw it into the cup.

A fishy smell poured out of the wound, which opened in horror and blood flowed out slowly, slowly.

Rove frowned and looked at the wound, which had hurt his intestines, which was worse than he had imagined.

He silently took out a gourd-style blue porcelain vase, poured out some medicinal noodles, poured out a black liquid from a white porcelain bottle, and finally took out a little hemostatic potion from an ice-cracked vial.

He mixed the three potions with half a bowl of warm boiled water, and rinsed the wound one at a time, and the black blood and water flowed into a basin.

After cleaning up the venom, Rove began to repair Nemelia's internal organs injured by the arrow, but the process was not so easy.

When Rove was treating Namelie, taking potions, alcohol, using a basin to catch blood, and wiping the boy's sweat were all Shirley's work, and she was very busy, and it was extremely hard.

When the two of them were busy, it was already the second half of the night, and they were all tired and sat at the door to rest.

Shirley looked at the unconscious Nemelia and asked, "Rov, how is she?" ”

"Although the poison cleaned up Nymelia, she was too badly injured and had lost too much blood...... I tried my best. Rove sighed:

"If you don't wake up in three days, you probably won't wake up."

"Is there any other way?"

Rove nodded, "There's another way to save her." ”

"How?" The ponytail girl asked.

Rove was silent for a moment and said:

"Unicorn blood."

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