When Xifa opened his eyes, he didn't know how long it had been.
The white patterned ceiling comes into view. Looking at it, I feel like I have seen it before, as if...
He moved his head and observed the familiar scene around him.
Was he lying in the school doctor's office again? Isn't it? Xifa smiled bitterly in his heart.
Look carefully. What's different from the last time I woke up...
Probably...
This time, there was no bright sunshine shining on my face, but the warm moonlight.
And, there was no one around him, and outside the window was the main castle of Hogwarts.
But it is undeniable that as long as he is in Hogwarts, Mr. Bohan must be the one who saves him.
Another life was saved by Mr. Bohan! Xifa was filled with emotions.
...
After leaving the school doctor's office last time.
Xifa was curious that there seemed to be only one school doctor in the huge castle.
He specifically asked Elise about the medical strength of Hogwarts, especially whether Mr. Bohan was really the only one in the school. .
Elise told Xifa some information like a treasure trove.
Mr. Bohan is a descendant of Mungo Bohan, the founder of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, and his medical skills are naturally extremely good.
It can be said that with his presence, the level of medical skills at Hogwarts is higher than that at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.
Because, at Hogwarts, the little wizard's magic is very complicated, and all kinds of accidents will always happen.
Without a high enough level, how can we respond to new and difficult diseases in a timely manner?
There are other therapists, but they are in the campus hospital. Could it be that he is lying in the campus hospital now?
Xifa thinks this is likely to be the case, because apart from the school hospital and the school doctor's office, what else do other places need wards for...
What about Luna and Elise? Xifa looked at himself in a single room. Luna and Elise were not lying on the bed next to him like Elise did last time.
Xifa felt that his body was very weak, as if he had not eaten all day. Gritting his teeth, Xifa struggled to get up.
What's going on? Did he leave some hidden wounds?
Xifa quickly reached out and touched his chest. It seemed that except for the muscles, it was flat and there were no scars.
Seems okay?
He was worried and pulled open the hospital gown again to see that there were no scars.
Rubbing her intact chest, Xifa didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Luna's little hand was grasping her heart.
There is a faint feeling of labor pain.
Suddenly, a scream interrupted Xifa, who was frowning in thought.
"Oh my God!"
A young witch wearing white wizard robes pushed open the door and entered.
Seeing Xifa wake up, she had an expression of surprise and exaggeration.
Seeing Xifa looking at her with dissatisfaction, not only did she not lower her voice, but she turned a blind eye and shouted outside the room in even more surprise.
"Doctor Bohan! The little boy is awake!"
At the same time, Xifa also understood that this was a therapist, and I am afraid that she would also help treat herself.
My subconscious expression of disgust just now was really rude.
Xifa originally wanted to wait for the witch to look at him before saying hello and apologizing to the witch. However, the witch refused to look at herself.
Just as the witch's voice fell in the corridor, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.
Soon, the familiar Mr. Bohan pushed open the door resolutely and entered.
Bohan came to Xifa with an expressionless face, no greetings, and no blame. He asked straightforwardly about Xifa's condition.
"Xifa, what special feelings do you have now?"
Forehead...
Xifa opened her mouth, retracted her greetings, opened her mouth, and answered with a stiff and hoarse voice.
"Mibo - cough - sorry, I'm a little tired and my chest feels weird."
Mr. Bohan thought for a moment, stretched out his steady hands from his sleeves, then took out his wand from his waist, and poked Xifa's chest with the wand.
After carefully examining Xifa's injuries, Bohan spoke.
"It should be your psychological effect. The wound is recovering very well. The labor pain...may be because the newly grown heart is still relatively immature. Rest well these days and don't do strenuous exercise."
"Okay, Mr. Bohan."
Xifa said in a much improved voice.
"By the way, how long have I been lying here?"
Seeing that Bohan showed no sign of speaking, he didn't leave in a hurry like he did before. Instead, he stood in front of him and pondered.
Xifa thought for a while and found a topic.
"This is the school hospital. Well, it's already a new week and today is Saturday again."
After saying that, Bohan seemed to have thought of something. He ignored Xifa and turned around and walked out the door.
With his back to Xifa, he cast a look at the witch.
"Pomfrey, you give Xifa a full body check, and I'll notify the principal and Dumbledore."
"Understood! Don't worry!"
The witch, Madam Pomfrey, nodded her head in understanding after hearing the order.
The sound of Bohan's footsteps gradually faded away until he disappeared.
Although Bohan remained expressionless throughout.
But judging from his clenched fists, he was also very excited about saving Xifa's life.
After all, when he took over Xifa, Xifa's heart had been penetrated and broken, and had been corroded by a curse.
Of course, the most difficult thing is how to ensure the repair of Xifa's heart and take out Luna's hand at the same time. The magic power of the two is entangled. Once your own magic power is not balanced, you will receive their joint attack.
Fortunately, after his careful magic surgery, Dumbledore's outstanding methods solved the balance problem.
He finally succeeded in repairing Xifa's injuries.
However, Xifa's unconscious state was beyond his expectation, and he noticed that Xifa's spirit was actually very weak.
It gave him a bad guess. Could it be that I am still a step too late?
No, no, I would rather believe another scenario.
After confirming that Xifa was indeed weak, he also imposed some restrictions.
It's time to let Pomfrey test it out... If it's okay, Dumbledore is right...
The perspective returns to the ward.
Pomfrey, who stayed in the ward, stood up cheerfully and walked to Xifa.
He took out one unknown alchemy equipment after another from a white bag.
Afterwards, she skillfully used these alchemical equipment to continuously test Xifa's body.
After each trial, Madam Pomfrey took the parchment flying beside her and sketched something on it.
The scene was a little awkward.
Xifa took the lead in pretending to be relaxed and chatting with the witch named Pomfrey. He asked how long Pomfrey had been working here.
Unexpectedly, Xifa only made the beginning.
Pomfrey began to speak unilaterally like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.
I started working here after graduation.
Then he said that the campus hospital is a small castle next to the main castle of Hogwarts.
In fact, there are many academies in Hogwarts, but they can only be studied under special circumstances.
The four of them had just arrived in front of Mr. Bohan, and when he understood the beginning and end of the matter, he was shocked.
Many people in Hogwarts were attacked by dark wizards.
correct! Luna and Elise!
Xifa found the right moment, quickly interrupted Pomfrey who was chattering, and asked.
"The girl who was unconscious with you is not as lucky as you. She is still in the isolation room."
"The other one is also in isolation. Dumbledore said he would wait for you to wake her up."
Pomfrey smacked her lips, as if she hadn't said enough.
Xifa quickly interrupted.
"Then where are they? I want to see them."
"You can't get into the isolation room. Even if you get in, what can you do? Can you still be better than Dr. Bohan in medical skills? Oh, no, Dumbledore said there is a girl who needs you..."
"Well, even if I agree to take you there, I don't have the ability to lift the access control. Why don't you wait until Doctor Bohan or Professor Dumbledore arrives to ask their opinion?"
Hearing this, Xifa had to suppress the restlessness in her heart. Madam Pomfrey could not bear the responsibility, and it was useless to embarrass her.
When Madam Pomfrey saw that Xifa had calmed down, she also breathed a sigh of relief. She changed her tone and continued chatting with Xifa.
Xifa on the other side was absent-mindedly responding to Pomfrey's questions from time to time, and his mind had no idea where it was going.
