Chapter 75: "The Clear Dip Department Store: A Hidden Haven for Magical Healing"

Bringing along the basket of fruits he had bought, Draco slowly walked towards the final destination of this operation — the Clear Dip Department Store. It was an old-fashioned red brick department store. Muggles could only see a sign on the door that said "Closed for renovation" and could not enter. However, only the wizards knew that hidden under the department store was the most important, and possibly the only, large-scale comprehensive hospital for magical diseases.

The street was bustling with people, but under the effect of a spell, St. Mungo's Hospital was well hidden. Draco walked to an inconspicuous glass window. In it was a doll that had been out of date for a long time. If it was given to a child as a gift, the child would not even bat an eye at it. Time had left some traces on it, and it was no longer as clean as new.

Draco said a few words to it, and the lifeless doll suddenly moved as if it had a mind of its own. The doll nodded slightly and waved its connected fingers, indicating that Draco had received permission.

It was very similar to the wall in front of the three-quarters of the platform, but this glass door was a barrier to the hospital.Without hesitation, Draco crashed into the glass door, but he did not feel any resistance. He only felt that he had stepped through a curtain of water. After entering completely, Draco looked up and saw a circular plaque hanging in the middle of the hospital door. It was dark blue with a red transitional background. In the middle was a cross between a bone and a wand, which should symbolize the wizard's identity and healing function.

After passing 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, the hospital's information desk, and the visitor's reception area. The spacious corridor was crowded with people. Healers in dark green robes were busy walking around. Some patients with acute illnesses or severe external injuries were sitting on chairs on both sides, moaning in pain, waiting for help.

Unlike the disinfectant smell that filled the Muggle hospital, there were all kinds of strange herbal smells in the air here.Some of the people who had mistakenly taken the potion did all kinds of strange things. They kept laughing and crying, and some even sang the school song of Hogwarts loudly. It made Draco think that he had returned to the school's opening ceremony. Some people even thought that they were bears, sniffing everywhere to find sweet honey. There were also people who walked in the hall with their hands upside down, probably because the perception of their hands and feet had been swapped.

In short, the problems caused by the influence of magic were all kinds of strange, all-encompassing problems. The healers were used to seeing these patients who seemed to be insane. As long as they did not cause a big commotion, there was no problem.Those with serious external injuries were usually the first to be treated. They would be sent to the second or fifth floor, where the biological injury department and magic injury department were. Patients in these departments often suffered more serious injuries.

There were people seated in the chairs, reading newspapers or magazines such as the Daily Prophet. These were likely the patients who had come for regular consultations. They were calmly observing their surroundings. Suddenly, Draco felt a light tap on his left shoulder. He turned to see a wizard in a green robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The wizard wore a kind smile and said, "My name is Augustus Pye. Can you give me a hand? This patient is too heavy."

Draco saw an unusually fat man lying on a stretcher behind him. His arms were almost as thick as his head, and his face was so fat that it almost covered his facial features. It was difficult to tell if his eyes were open or closed or if he was awake or asleep, as no one could see his eyes. The stretcher beneath him was on the verge of collapsing, with the poles groaning in pain.

Draco hesitated before asking, "What's wrong with him?"

Augustus replied helplessly, "He was only slightly fat, but I don't know where he got some wild wizard's diet potion.

After drinking it, he became like this." Draco thought to himself, "Sure enough, there are fake potions everywhere," and then gladly helped Augustus, despite his previous hesitation due to concerns about the lack of sterility in the area. Augustus was surprised and said, "Young man, you're quite strong."

He and his colleagues felt that the pressure on them was suddenly reduced. "So it's a levitation spell." He immediately reacted.As healers, they couldn't use their magic as they wished. They had to face sudden situations at any time, and a trace of their magic could represent a person's life.

Only an outsider like Draco could 'waste' their magic. As a patient who had mistakenly consumed a fake potion, they had to send the man to the fourth floor — the Potion and Plant Poison Department.

"Thank you so much." It wasn't until they sent the fat man to the ward that Augustus let out a long sigh of relief. He wiped off the sweat on his face, shook his hands, and leaned against the bed to rest for a while.

Then he said, "Who are you going to visit?" Augustus asked. Draco gave a few names, and Augustus quickly gave him a few room numbers.

"If anyone stops you, just say my name. They won't give you a hard time."

The healer had a good impression of Draco.

After all, he had only helped him a little."Thank you." Draco nodded. "I still have some patients to take care of. You can go upstairs by yourself."

The names that Draco gave were all on the fifth floor, so Augustus said this. "Sigh, there's not enough manpower."

Draco complained, then continued, "I'm actually an employee in charge of the Biological Injury Department on the second floor, but I was still pulled in to be an able-bodied man."

He only dared to complain about this in front of outsiders because he was actually just an intern, following the attending physician as an assistant."There shouldn't be any doctor-patient relationship here, right?" Looking at the friendly healer, his thoughts began to wander again. "Not to mention the wizard's skills, bones will grow back in a few nights. Most people here can recover easily." He continued to think, "If trouble really comes to the door, I really don't know if it's the doctor or the patient who's causing trouble."

Moreover, there were too few people in the wizarding world. There were only so many of them, and this hospital could be called the only authoritative hospital. It was just like the Mayo Hospital in the Muggle society. God knows how many big shots stood behind it. Anyone with a slightly normal brain would not go and cause trouble.

Even Lucius donated a sum of money to this hospital two years later in order to increase his reputation, so he was invited by Fudge and the family had the opportunity to go to the top floor to watch the Quidditch World Cup.

"Pye! What are you doing? The patient is still waiting downstairs! " A muffled roar came from downstairs, and the tone was full of dissatisfaction. The person downstairs obviously did not care about the hospital's rule of not making noise. Augustus, the little assistant, was shocked by the roar. He hurriedly took several people behind him and ran downstairs in a panic.

"Goodbye, young man!" Augustus did not forget to turn back and say goodbye to Draco as he went downstairs."Thank you." Draco also waved goodbye to him.