This potion, which is similar to an anesthetic, will not cause people to coma. On the battlefield, even if a general anesthesia operation is performed, it is best to keep the subject's will awake. In the abyss, there is no such thing as a rear area. Damn things like demons seem to have emerged from the earth, and you can encounter them anywhere.
Compared with waking up an unconscious person, it is much faster and more convenient to inject a neutralizing agent to make the conscious patient actively cooperate with evacuation. Muggles cannot be conscious under general anesthesia, but wizards can.
After the rancid rotten meat was cleaned up, Dobby, covered in blood, looked much better than at the beginning. Harry, who didn't use too many potions on him, didn't even apply restorative potions on him. The healing continued as before, and the wound barely stopped bleeding. This healing spell was okay when dealing with small wounds, but for a wound of this level it could only stop the bleeding.
Harry pinched a half-dried Asparagus plant in the palm of his hand. After rubbing it vigorously, a few drops of dry juice were squeezed out, and then evenly applied to the bloody wound. The Essence of Asparagus has been used in the wizarding world for a long time. Although the healing potion will leave scars, the healing effect is quite good. The juice squeezed from Bai Xian is much inferior in effectiveness, but it is barely enough.
A layer of blood scab solidified, and Harry also dropped a drop of neutralizer into Dobby's mouth. As the numbness that blocked the pain disappeared, the pain from the wound made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Chow up the remaining fresh food and apply it on your body when you go back. Remember to wrap it with clean cloth that has been boiled and change it frequently. In about a month, these wounds will be healed."
The reason why Dobby didn't want Harry to treat him was simply that the elf couldn't get the potion. Once he drank the potion to heal his wound, the probability of being discovered was too high. His injury must have been caused at the owner's house, but this kind of Rough methods are much safer. Although the effect of this pustule curse is indeed very strong, the main reason why Dobby became what he is now is because of himself.
Those dirty bandages know how many messy germs are wrapped in them. Even if there is no injury, a piece of flesh will be rotten when wrapped in these things. It doesn't matter if the elf can't get the magic potion, Bai Xian can still find it. If he can find it from the beginning Squeeze out the thick water, apply fresh paste on it, and after some sleep, the wound will be almost healed, and it won't be like this.
"Now tell me, what happened to Draco, and who caused the injuries on you. Tell me everything you know, Dobby, if you want to save your little master."
Harry stopped Dobby from bowing and thanking him and said bluntly, "You shouldn't have much time to go out. It's been ten minutes since you came. If you don't want to be discovered, tell me everything quickly. That’s fine, there’s no need to say anything else.”
"Mr. Harry Potter." Dobby choked up as he rubbed his eyes. He nodded vigorously when he understood what Harry meant. "I told you everything, sir, but there are some things that I don't want to say. cannot."
"Master Draco is in danger, a great danger, but Dobby doesn't know what that danger is."
Completely illogical words came out of his mouth, but Dobby said it very seriously, very seriously.
"Master, he is crazy. The master was a little different a year ago. Dobby doesn't know why, but two months ago, the master became even more crazy."
"The hostess got seriously ill a year ago. Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. She was in good health and everything was healthy, but one day later, she lay on the bed, so weak that she could hardly speak. The master said that the mistress has been taken care of by the best doctors, so Dobby does not need to take care of the mistress. Dobby once secretly visited the mistress once and she was very bad."
"Miss Cassandra is a gentle and kind-hearted good girl. She cares about Master Draco very much, but the young master is a little afraid of her because she is a strict and severe person. She is also very smart. She loves learning and doing things. Experiment, she also asked Dobby to help and do the experiment."
"I bought several new owls at home, because the previous owls always disappeared, and Dobby couldn't find them no matter how hard he looked, but the letters needed owls to send, and the peacock at home was gone. It was the owner's favorite peacock, but The owner didn't say anything after the peacocks went missing and it seemed like he didn't like them anymore."
"The young master had a little conflict with the young lady after he returned home because the young master mentioned you, sir, during dinner. The master and the lady seemed very angry because the young master said he wanted to join a team established by you, sir?"
Dobby rambled on a lot, saying a lot of irrelevant things, and also said a lot of trivial things. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his heavy breathing was a sign of exhaustion. His body was very weak, not only because of The abnormal old age caused by previous injuries should appear in an elf over a hundred years old, and Dobby has only worked for the Malfoy family for less than fifteen years.
"Dobby must go back, sir."
The elf forced a smile, nodded gratefully to Harry, and picked up the dirty bandages scattered on the ground.
"Dobby is a bad elf. Dobby soiled Sir's floor. Dobby's eyes were blurry and he couldn't see clearly. Dobby is sorry Sir."
"Cleaned up."
Harry waved his hand and simply cleaned up the solidified blood on the ground.
"This shouldn't be done, sir. Little wizards can't perform magic outside of school. This is against the rules."
"It was Dobby who harmed Sir, it was Dobby——"
"Okay, you can go back." Harry waved his hand indifferently, "Remember to change the bandage."
After a final respectful bow to Harry, and with a slight crackling sound, the elf left Harry's room and returned to where he belonged.
After Harry left the room, he glanced at Dudley, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa. The previous movements did not disturb his deep sleep at all. After giving him a big blow, Dudley's eyes were blank. When he made a sound, he was distracted by the dinner on the dining table.
"Meat!"
Dudley roared and rushed forward, opening the lid and eating a lot. Harry, who had already reached the door, leaned over and picked up a letter. The postmark of the Ministry of Magic was particularly conspicuous on it.
'Dear Mr. Harry Potter:
We received a report that you used a clearing charm at your residence at 8:43 tonight.
As you know, underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school. We hereby solemnly remind you to abide by the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act (1875, Section 3) and reverse the busy work of the Occasional Affairs Department. , please pay attention to your behavior.
Have a great summer!
Mafalda Hopkirk
The Ministry of Magic prohibits the misuse of magic. '
"That's it? I thought there was going to be a warning letter."
Harry grinned and threw the letter into the trash can.
"It seems that the Ministry of Magic is still easy to talk to."
"But there's a trick." Harry stretched and covered his yawn, "Why can't you learn from other places? There is no rule in the Wiccan Party that prohibits students from casting spells outside the school. For two whole months, It’s precious time. Seven years and six holidays add up to twelve months. A regulation that was written more than a hundred years ago wants to control me more than a hundred years later. I signed and agreed?”
"Who gave you such a big face?"
"Cleaned up."
He pulled the trigger on the trash can, and the garbage that was almost full inside disappeared instantly.
(End of chapter)
