Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Mr. Boense, I heard that when I was absent, did you go find me?”

As the headmaster of St. Mungo’s magic hospital, plus Marx resolutely raised the trombone within this time, … in fact, how much can get some privileges.

For example, the tent that Marx just walked in is obviously bigger than the surrounding. When Marx went inside, he immediately saw that Boense was sitting behind the desk, slightly lowering his head and seemed to be reading a book.

When he heard a voice suddenly coming from the entrance to the tent, Boense looked up.

“Mr. Mr. MrLorne?” He snorted first, then greeted him. “Oh, yes… I do have something to find you!”

While talking, Boense suddenly stood up and moved towards Marx to walk quickly.

“Mr. Boense, let me talk! I listen!”

Seeing Marx doesn’t seem to be very good, but the expression on Boense’s face has not changed.

“In fact,” he whispered. “The problem doesn’t really need to be said. You can see it with your own eyes—”

When the voice didn’t fall, Boneser picked up the sleeve and stretched out the right hand he had hidden in the healer’s robes. And then, an arm that looks dry and not human is immediately in front of Marx.

“en?”

Marx rushed forward and looked down for a while.

“What happened… What happened? What caused it?”

As he examined Boense’s arm, he even touched the skin of the arm that had dried up to the skin of the skin – a rough touch that approximated the bark.

It is worth mentioning that Boense has actually dealt with it once – he put an alchemy ring on his arm to block the diffusion of magic, which makes the dry phenomenon only happen. The part below the golden armband.

“It’s an unconscious patient who has a string of necklaces around his neck… I found the necklace he was hanging on while checking him, and accidentally touched it with bare hands.”

Boensen is also looking down at his arm, and the face that has always been dignified has a bit more bitter smile.

“There is a very terrifying dark magic on it, which is obvious, that is, I don’t know what it is,” he said. “That was one of the last batch of wounded people who were taken to the hospital.”

“Ok–“

Light from the injury on the arm, it is difficult to see what comes from. Marx carefully examined it for a moment, and only noticed that there was a heterogeneous magic power fluctuation in the dry arm that was not the magic power of Boense.

“Mr. Boense, where is the necklace you just said, can you show me?”

“Of course, just here – you wait.”

When Booneer said, he pulled out a small box from the drawer and placed it on the desk in front of Marx.

The Marx chapter, even with a wave of hands, let the box float smoothly in front of your eyes.

As the lid was opened, a string of seemingly refining silver necklaces was mixed with an unusual magic power wave that caught Marx’s eyes.

“It’s a curse…”

Marx tapped his finger and let the necklace float from the box and turned a few turns in midair.

“And it’s still a curse in the ancient magic. But… Mr. Boense, like the patient in the unconscious, has the same symptoms, and others?”

Born hearing this, immediately shook his head:

“No, no more – there is no similar except for the patient.”

“Take me to see it first!”

Marx gestured to Boense to retract his arm into the sleeve and then turned and walked out.

……

Since a large part of St. Mungo’s is a patient, when the team came to camp here, they also set aside a lawn for the sick as a sick area to treat patients who need a quiet environment. And life.

On the way to the tent where the patient was, Bonense told Marx that he had implemented an isolation treatment plan in time. No one is allowed to step into it except for him and another master healer who is responsible for the illness.

Of course, Marx is obviously a special case. Because even if Boense did not remind the guards of the Auror there, the latter would not even let Marx not put it in.

Going forward with Boense, after passing through the front and middle parts of the patient area, he finally came to the front of the tent.

At the entrance of the tent stood two guards wizard, and when they saw Marx and Boense, they immediately gave a slight gift. Then, the two people began to do security checks.

After the two passed the security check, they entered the tent used as a temporary ward one after the other.

Just as soon as he entered, Marx found out that as Bonn said before, a patient was being tied up in the hospital bed.

“This is… have you woken up?”

Marx clearly has some doubts about the situation in which they bind the patient – ​​not unconscious? What’s the matter, is this temporarily changed?

“Oh no, I haven’t woken up,” Bowenser shook his head. “It’s just for the sake of everything.”

Marx is actually an indifferent expression for this over-the-top approach—even if it’s salty, and waiting for the other side to wait for more benefits.

Of course, after all, this is just a big storm that’s all, and it is recommended to deal with it in a vigilant way, rather than to distinguish people so clearly.

Marx spoke casually as he walked over to the bound patient and checked for the other.

Ten minutes passed and Marx still didn’t stop. On the other’s chest, he found a trace that looked like a necklace – what happened? Can that silver necklace be “fading”? .

It’s a bit of a joke, but Marx really wants to know what the traces mean—at least, there is no magic power fluctuation on the top.

“Mr. Boense, what part of the necklace did you touch before?”

He would like to know why this patient has no major event, just a long time unconscious that’s all. On the contrary, Boense’s arm has become “like that.”

What is the difference between the two?

“Ah, it’s the part of the pendant.”

It is a pendant, but it is just two silver pieces. There aren’t even any strange marks on it… But the curse in Boense is not a joke, it is a real curse magic.

After looking at the other two eyes, Marx shook his fingers and let the necklace fall back into the box. Then he put his eyes on the patient again.