Chapter 296

Hogwarts: Start Fusion Phoenix Bloodline Chapter 296

Chapter 296: Hospital Sight, Peter's Cure!!

At this time, the crowd was in front of the baptist department store in London, England, which was an old-fashioned red brick department store with a sign that read "Closed for Renovation".

The old lady of Longbottom went to the window and said to an ugly doll, "Augusta Longbottom, want to visit the curse to hurt Cofron Clone Barton and Alice Longbottom." "

The doll in the window nodded and waved their fingers together.

"Let's go."

Old Lady Longbottom said to the people behind her, and then went straight through the glass window.

Peter raised an eyebrow and followed suit.

As soon as you enter the inside, it is the hospital's waiting reception area, which is very lively compared to the desert outside.

There were various counselors on ward numbers and floors of visitors, and therapists busy weaving through the crowd, dressed in dark green robes.

There are also all kinds of patients who have a variety of strange magic injuries.

Peter saw a patient with a green face covered with cactus balls on his head, and was urgently sent to the hospital by the therapist.

Another witch, slowly floating with her wand, floated a comatose man, and walked in, looking inattentive.

This gesture instantly attracted the attention of those around him.

"Merlin, Mrs. Carter, what's wrong with Mr. Carter?"

A female therapist, who obviously knew them, hurried up and asked.

The healer took the witch's husband, quickly examined it with a few spells, and then asked in surprise, "Mrs. Carter, why are there so many evil spells on Mr. Carter?" And his uh… How did my brother disappear? Did he have any attack? "

"I did it!"

The witch said angrily, "This guy can't change eating, and he actually went on a date with other witches behind my back!" If I hadn't known black magic, I would have used black magic to cut off his lifeblood! See if he still grows out! "

When Peter heard this, he immediately felt a chill in his crotch.

Mom, the witches of the wizarding world are too fierce! Even if he can grow back after drinking the potion, his husband may have a psychological shadow in the future!

Peter hurriedly followed The Old Lady of Longbottom, and they went straight to the Spell Damage Section on the fifth floor.

"Mrs. Longbottom, how did you get here?"

A middle-aged female therapist said in surprise.

"Delise, Frank, how have they been lately?"

Mrs. Longbottom asked.

The therapist who called Delise looked at the group of people behind Mrs. Longbottom, then shook his head and said, "Frank is still a bit of an intermittent mania, especially if you can't hear the noise, so if you want to visit, there are still fewer people, otherwise the patient will hurt you or yourself!" "

"I know, thank you Delise, we don't have to go in all of them, it's just me and Peter, and the others are just outside."

Mrs. Longbottom said.

The Algis nodded, and Neville, though he wanted to go in, held back and leaned over the window to look into the hospital room.

Peter followed Mrs. Longbottom into the ward in the curious eyes of the therapist.

As soon as I entered, I saw two emaciated men and women lying on the hospital beds, both of whom were sleeping.

Old Lady Longbottom could not hide the grief in her eyes, and she whispered in a somewhat choked voice, "Although they are still lying here alive, they can't even recognize their beloved Neville!" A lifetime can not be separated from here, life is better than death! "

"So, boy, if you have a way, please try it!" If it can be healed, it is Merlin's blessing, but if it doesn't work, we won't blame you! "

"Rest assured, madame, I'll take a look at their situation first, maybe things aren't that bad yet!"

Peter was very sympathetic to the grieving old woman and quickly comforted her.

Then he took out his snakewood wand and came to Frank, who placed it on his temple, and with a slight shake, a silver silk thread was drawn out of Frank's head and floated in mid-air.

"This is...?"

Old Lady Longbottom looked puzzledly at the silk thread in mid-air.

"It's Mr. Frank's memory."

Peter explained quietly, and then said, "Our normal human memory is coherent, like a play from beginning to end.

But Frank's memories are tormented by the Drill Heart Curse, and the body can't bear this pain, activating the self-protection mechanism, shielding all senses, including memory! "

"And these memories are like a mess now, and if they don't comb through them, they'll wake up a little better than crazy people."

Peter's wand lightly picked up a memory, closed his eyes and felt the contents of the memory, very confused, almost all the memories seemed to be crushed, there was no clue at all.

Peter opened his eyes, and with a wave of his wand, the long silver thread of memory in mid-air dissipated instantly.

"Peter, how's it going?" I hope it? "

Old Lady Longbottom asked in a trembling voice.

Peter smiled, nodded, and said, "It can be treated, but the treatment time is a bit long, it will take about half a year… And I also need memories of all the people who have a good relationship with Frank and Alice! The more the merrier, because I need to rebuild the memory for them! "

Old Lady Longbottom was incredulous when she heard this, and then the strong old woman suddenly burst into tears, as if in a dream, grabbed Peter's hand, and asked tremblingly, "Is what you say true?" Peter, you're not going to lie to me! "

Peter smiled and nodded, and said, "It is true, madame, under the treatment of St. Mungo, the other ailments of the body are almost better, and only the memory aspect has not been solved."

Perhaps the wizards of the wizarding world were accustomed to the forgotten spell, so the study of memory was not as advanced as that of muggles. "

"You have to thank Professor Lockhart next door, whose legacy I have been able to solve Frank and Alice's illness."

Old Lady Longbottom wept with joy at this time and nodded unceasingly.

"Well, madame, you calm down first, and I'll sort out the memories of the patients first, so that they can at least have sanity first."

Peter reassured.

"Well, well, you do it first, Peter, you don't have to care about me, I won't bother you!"

Old Lady Longbottom looked afraid to disturb Peter.

What a pity for the hearts of parents in the world! Peter sighed, then walked over to Frank and started again.

The long silver wire of memories was picked out by Peter, and then skillfully combed through the memories with a wand, at least so that it could read through.

Human consciousness originates from long memories, and when memory is confused, consciousness ceases to exist.

So what Peter has to do now is to awaken the patient's consciousness, and he keeps pulling out Franklon Button's chaotic memories, keeping only the more clear places, just like the film editor, and subtracting the unsmooth places first.

Peter had already experimented with hundreds of repeat offenders, so it took more than three hours to revise his memories, and it took Peter himself a little soreness to finally sort out his memories.

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, and then the wand lightly tapped Frank Longbottom's forehead, and the silk thread of memory he had combed was instantly retracted back into his brain.

Then Peter snapped his fingers, and a lucidity spell was cast on the patient. Then quietly wait for the patient's reaction.

The patient opened his eyes, did it, looked at Peter in front of him doubtfully, and asked, "Who are you?" "