Chapter 71: Epilogue

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Professor McGonagall carried Tom into the school infirmary and met Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse at Hogwarts.

Madam Pomfrey's full name was Poppy Pomfrey. Although students referred to her as the "school nurse," her specific position was the Head of Hogwarts Hospital Wing. When it came to the school hospital, many people's first reaction was "not professional enough." Indeed, in the eyes of most people, there were only a few hospitals worth trusting apart from top-tier medical facilities.

Hogwarts Hospital Wing, however, was quite professional. The hospital was well-equipped, capable of handling most common illnesses and magical injuries. Even if all the bones in your entire arm disappeared, Madam Pomfrey could fix it. Only in the most severe cases, such as being cursed by powerful dark magic, would patients be sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for further treatment.

Madam Pomfrey was a neatly dressed and amiable middle-aged woman. She wore a 1960s Florence Nightingale-style nurse uniform, complete with a pointed hat, high-collared blouse, and a long apron.

She first examined Tom's injuries and then cast a few healing spells on him, addressing the minor wounds on his body. However, the injury on his shoulder was quite severe, and ordinary healing spells couldn't cure it.

Madam Pomfrey frowned as she looked at Tom's shoulder. "How did you get such a serious injury? It's a penetrating wound on the right, and the entire shoulder on the left is shattered." She glanced at Professor McGonagall. "Did a student do this?"

Both Tom and Professor McGonagall shook their heads. Seeing that they didn't want to share more details, Madam Pomfrey didn't press further. She rarely delved into the roots of things; even when Ron was bitten by Norbert, she didn't inquire too much about the source of the wound—even though Ron's claim of being bitten by a dog was exceptionally far-fetched.

Looking at Tom's wounds, she said, "I can certainly heal this, but you'll be in a lot of pain. However, you'll have to stay here tonight—not just tonight, you'll likely be hospitalized for a while."

She prepared a set of pajamas for Tom and then began to explain her treatment philosophy to him. "The bones in your shoulder are shattered into fine pieces, almost powder. Some are embedded in ligaments, muscles, and nerves. It's nearly impossible to restore them with spells. So, I'll use magic to eliminate the larger bone fragments first, then use a potion to dissolve the smaller pieces, and finally stimulate bone growth. As for the penetrating wound, that's a minor issue. A salve will take care of it."

"This process is very painful, dear, but it's the fastest and most effective method, without leaving any lasting effects." Madam Pomfrey was candid about what Tom was about to experience, and Tom accepted it all.

Madam Pomfrey then took out her wand, made a few twirls, and aimed it at Tom's shoulder. Tom felt a strange and unpleasant sensation, as if something was being drawn out of his body. Clearly, the larger bone fragments in his shoulder had been removed, and the pain in Tom's shoulder lessened considerably, thanks in part to the assistance of the "Hellhound" title.

Madam Pomfrey then applied two specially made ointments. One was to be applied to his left shoulder, and upon application, Tom felt like he had rubbed red flower oil on it, causing his entire shoulder to feel warm. The other was applied to the penetrating wound, and it produced an itching sensation.

After tending to Tom, Madam Pomfrey left. Before leaving, she marveled at Tom's injuries—she had never seen a young wizard injure himself to such an extent.

Of course, she also forced Tom to sleep early and rejected numerous requests from people wanting to visit him. In the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey's words held absolute authority, even Dumbledore's presence wouldn't change that. The Headmaster's prestige was worth only a five-minute visit.

The entire night, Tom suffered in the sensations of heat and itchiness. Perhaps it was his imagination, but he could even see smoke rising from his shoulder. Countless bone fragments were completely broken down by the salve, and new flesh seemed to be growing on the penetrating wound.

In the end, after an indeterminate amount of time, the scalding sensation gradually faded, and Tom fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up the next morning, there was no longer any pain in his body. He couldn't even feel his left arm.

The bones in his left shoulder had been completely regenerated.

Madam Pomfrey came by in the morning and was very satisfied with Tom's condition. She gave him another potion to drink, and upon ingesting it, Tom's mouth and throat felt like they were on fire, making him cough.

After drinking it, Tom drifted back into a deep sleep. However, a few hours later, he would have preferred to remain unconscious—because he was awakened by pain. It seemed as if there were countless shards of glass cutting through the flesh in his shoulder. Even with the assistance of the title, it was unbearable.

He couldn't help but groan. The sound caught Madam Pomfrey's attention.

"Pain is a good sign; the bones are growing. Here, drink this. It will make you feel a bit better." Saying so, she brought a bowl of potion and poured it down Tom's throat.

The potion had excellent pain-relieving and sedative effects. Tom quickly fell asleep again. This time, he preferred being unconscious because being awake meant enduring excruciating pain.

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