Harry potter catastrophe

"This is normal." Madam Pomfrey watched as the last trace of poison seeped out of the wound. After cleaning it, she sprinkled the white powder on it again.

"I think you should have fainted long ago." Madam Pomfrey said as she dealt with it.

"Professor McGonagall...don't tell anyone about my injuries yet..." Carney insisted and then lost his voice.

Carney could no longer feel the pain caused by this because he had already fainted.

"What's wrong with him?" Professor McGonagall watched as Carney's head tilted and he became silent.

"He lost too much blood and fainted." Madam Pomfrey took out the scissors and began to deal with the dark black rotten flesh. The wound would be difficult to heal unless it was dealt with.

"It's really unbelievable that it was so serious that he fainted just now. His blood was almost gone."

"What's the current situation?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"It's much better now. After treating the wound carefully, it can start to recover. It will take some time for the skin to grow back." Madam Pomfrey said...

When Carney finally opened his eyes, it was already dark, and the white curtains were illuminated by candlelight.

As he breathed, the strong smell of medicine and plaster filled his nostrils, and he tried to move the pain on his back, which relieved a lot.

The wizard's robe lying beside him was gone. Digging, this was impossible. The book he hadn't even looked at carefully was still in the crystal pendant.

He put the pendant in the pocket of the wizard's robe, and now the wizard's robe is gone.

"Is there anyone? Madam Pomfrey?" Carney tried to call, but his head was still a bit heavy and his body control was a bit unsmooth.

It was difficult to lift his hand, he felt weak, and his whole hand looked pale.

"Oh, you're awake?" Madam Pomfrey opened the curtain and came in with a plate of potion.

"These are what you will drink later." Madam Pomfrey had already changed out of her previous white-sash robe and put on a wizard's robe.

"This red one is the first one you want to drink, the hematopoietic potion (good quality), then the gray muscle relaxant (general dose) after ten minutes, and the transparent demulcent (general dose) after half an hour.

Ten ml, green magic recovery agent (low quality) to take at any time, and white healing water (good quality). Take it when you feel strong."

Madam Pomfrey said a lot when she arrived, and put the potion on the bedside table regardless of whether Carney remembered it or not.

"Um, I want to ask, where is the wizard's robe that I left by my side?" Carney probably remembered which one he drank first and which one he drank last.

"I took it and washed it." Madam Pomfrey said matter-of-factly. It contained black poisonous blood. Why not clean it up early and keep it on the side?

"Where's the stuff over there?" Carney asked.

"Is it the crystal pendant? It was taken away by your pet snake, and it is under your pillow." Madam Pomfrey used magic to make the bed. The injured Quidditch player had been discharged from the hospital in the morning.

"What time is it now?" Carney was relieved when he saw a small black tail peeking out from the edge of the pillow. It seemed very late now.

"The little wizards should have finished their dinner now." Madam Pomfrey continued the unfinished work in the morning. The weather has been extremely cold recently.

There is a shortage of cold potion and it has not yet arrived. If you want to make it yourself, you will be short of a few ingredients, and the school teacher is only good at potions. Snape is the only one who is good at it.

Snape didn't have much time to spend on a small cold potion, so Madam Pomfrey could only find some similar herbs to refine.

The medicines that have been released are effective in treating colds, but they have many other minor side effects, such as smoke coming from the top of the head, sneezing from the nose, and always dozing off.

Carney is still lying on his stomach, but with the pillow in front of him relatively high, he can still pick up the potion and drink it.

I remember that the first bottle was red, for blood replenishment.

Slowly reaching out his hand, he regained some strength while chatting just now.

I picked up the hematopoietic potion and drank it. Warmth flow began to occur in my body. My body began to feel numb and the lost blood was being replenished.

He had seen the next two potions, and Fred had drunk them before. It seemed that the after-effects of the powerful potion still existed, especially after he drank two bottles.

No wonder my body was terribly weak, but the pain was not that big, and it was not as severe as the pain in my back.

"By the way, you may have scars on your back, so you have to be mentally prepared." Madam Pomfrey saw that Carney had the strength to take the potion by herself, and it seemed that she was recovering faster than she thought.

It would take at least an hour to regain some strength, and she had used a lot of paralyzing drugs and delaying agents.

Cutting meat is a painful job, and some of it is near the bones.

Leave a scar, forget it.

Just keep it, it’s not shirtless anyway, it’s just a little hard to explain when you go home.

"Madam Pomfrey, can you help me with a small favor?" Carney looked at the wand on the bedside table and couldn't reach it.

"What? It will be very troublesome to remove your scar. You need to cut off all the flesh on the side." Madam Pomfrey's plain words said something horrifying.

"No, can you open the window in front of me? I want to see the moonlight." Carney thought about practicing to speed up the recovery of his injury.

He has seen these medicines, and there are still some side effects. Although they are not serious, they are slow.

The repair with spiritual energy should be much faster. He doesn't want to lie down like this all the time, which is not good for his physical development.

"Oh, do you want to catch a cold while you are recuperating?" Madam Pomfrey just opened the curtains without opening them.

Okay, that's okay too.

The moonlight shone on the hospital bed, and Kani closed his eyes to find his state. Entering samadhi cannot be achieved by closing his eyes. It took him some time to adapt to practicing lying down.

Lying down felt very bad, but he had no choice but to make do with it now.

"Are you asleep?" Madam Pomfrey finished mixing the potion and saw that there was no movement in Carney.

"No." Carney naturally remembered to drink the potion. He opened his eyes, picked up the gray potion and took a sip. It tasted extremely bitter.

"Remember to drink all of this." Madam Pomfrey rubbed her eyes and rushed to prepare tomorrow's potion. Unknowingly, it was already past ten o'clock.

After giving instructions to Carney, he turned around and exited the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey's room was next to the infirmary, making it convenient for emergencies at night for injuries that needed treatment.

"Drink them all, so as not to have to interrupt in the middle of the night to drink medicine." Carney picked up the remaining bottles and drank them all, the bitter and spicy taste filling his throat.

"Why isn't there any sweet potion?" Carney's whole face twisted together, the taste was so weird,

Why would I do such a silly thing? Carney felt weird in his stomach, but luckily he didn't have diarrhea, otherwise he might have been suffocated to death on the hospital bed.

"Huh~" It took a while to calm down. Except for breakfast in the morning, I basically didn't eat anything all day long.

But my stomach didn't feel empty. I don't know if Madam Pomfrey had poured something into her while she was asleep.

Anyway, there is nothing serious about my body, except that my back is a little itchy and it hurts even if I move a few times.

His spiritual power and magic power are normal, he just needs to wait for the wound on his back to heal.

After his stomach was completely settled, Carney moved a little and the moonlight ran away a little. Without the moonlight, his cultivation would be much slower.

"Hiss!" Although the distance was only a few centimeters, the movement behind him was still affected.

Although there was no heart-breaking pain, it still felt like it hurt his bones. Fortunately, he didn't seem to have hurt any bones.

Close your eyes and continue to meditate quietly on your stomach. It is urgent to recover from the injury.