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"Alexander, what are you doing?"

Prout pushed the door open.

She saw Deveraux pointing his wand at her.

His face was pale.

His eyes were sharp.

His tone was a little surprised.

Deveraux was stunned.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly put down his wand.

But his speech was still a little flustered.

"Sorry, sorry, Ms. Prout... I thought it was a dark wizard who broke in. Uh... You know, our school was attacked by them before, I... I'm a little nervous."

Prout smiled and waved his hand.

"It's okay, kid. You are in St. Mungo's Hospital, this is the safest place, no one will harm you, believe me."

She walked forward slowly.

She took out a brand new test form from her arms.

Handed it to Deveraux.

"This is your test report. However, our department director suspects that the instrument may have malfunctioned and needs to be repaired. We will arrange for someone to handle it, and it will probably take some time. During this time, I will prescribe you a potion to stabilize your soul to ensure that there is no problem. Oh, by the way, put away your wand first, it is not needed here."

Deverot took the list.

But he did not completely let down his guard.

He nodded.

But he still held the wand in his palm.

His eyes quickly scanned the contents of the test list.

...

[St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic: Soul Status Assessment Report]

Patient name: [Deverot Alexander]

Age: [11 years old]

Examination date: [September 13, 1991]

Examination items:

① Soul integrity assessment

② Soul split index measurement

③ Soul stability test

④ Potential dark magic influence analysis

⑤ Mental health status survey

Examination results:

Soul split index: 999 (extremely high) - There is a serious soul split.

Soul Stability Index: 0 (Extremely Unstable) - The soul is in an extremely unstable state, and immediate measures are required to prevent further deterioration.

Dark Magic Influence: Significant - Magic residues related to the Killing Curse are detected.

Mental Health: Extremely anxious, with hallucinations and delusions.

...

Deverot immediately understood why Prout had such an expression when he just received the list.

He stared at the lines of words.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Soul split? Unstable? Hallucinations and delusions? Haha, I have become a mental patient?"

Deverot looked down at his hands.

Except for a little sweat.

He didn't feel anything abnormal at all.

To be honest, at the beginning.

He did think that using the proficiency card to quickly improve the Killing Curse would cause his soul state to be very bad.

But it shouldn't be so outrageous, right?

And his current mental state is also very healthy.

There are no symptoms such as auditory hallucinations.

So the possibility that there is something wrong with this instrument should be relatively high.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself softly.

"It seems that this machine is really broken."

Deverot smiled.

He handed the list back to Prout.

He tried to be relaxed.

"Well, it's a bit outrageous. Then Ms. Prout, when would it be appropriate for me to come for a checkup next time?"

Prout took the list.

He thought for a moment and answered.

"About a month and a half later. The manufacturer of this instrument is a professor at Durmstrang School of Magic. He needs to come in person to repair this kind of equipment, and it will probably take until around Halloween."

Deverot nodded.

He has no abnormal symptoms at present.

He is indeed not in a hurry to check.

Besides, Voldemort, who eats a big melon every day, is still alive and kicking.

He just lost his nose and hair.

He should not be that exaggerated yet.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly.

Deverot's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

It is not a normal physiological reaction.

It was a deep, low-pitched knocking feeling.

Rising from deep in the chest.

With a warning that could not be ignored.

This was the early warning ability of the [Hunter] entry - when there was danger around, his heartbeat would automatically speed up.

Similar to Spider-Man's "Spider Sense".

Devereux's smile disappeared instantly.

He looked up and looked around.

His brows were furrowed.

Prout had already closed the door.

The room was so quiet that only two people were left.

Logically.

Any threat in the hospital should not be approaching so quickly.

But this sense of crisis... clear and oppressive.

It was like some dark eyes were staring at him.

"How could this happen..."

A thought flashed through Devereux's mindhead.

Quick judgment.

"Is someone planning to launch a large-scale attack in the hospital?"

His eyes swept over Prout.

She was putting the test sheet back into the drawer of her desk.

She looked unaware.

Deveraux currently believed in the warning given to him by the "Hunter".

Because this ability is ultimately a kind of perception of someone using dark magic around.

And those who usually use dark magic are dark wizards.

"Alexander, what are you thinking about?"

Prout noticed his abnormality.

Stopped.

Asked curiously.

Deveraux hesitated for a moment.

Choose to speak directly.

"I suspect... a dark wizard is following me."

Hearing this.

Prout was stunned.

Then laughed.

"Don't be nervous, kid, this is St. Mungo's, it's absolutely safe. Don't worry, put away your wand. And I'm with you, I'll take you back to Hogwarts now."

Her tone was relaxed.

But Devereux was still nervous.

Even if Prout didn't believe it.

He couldn't ignore the warning from the [Hunter] entry.

He pondered for a moment.

He followed Prout to the door.

But his mind was still calculating the possible source of danger.

When he reached the door.

He suddenly remembered something.

He turned around and asked.

"By the way, Ms. Prout, I have a question. About this instrument... What is its internal structure and working principle? From the outside, its cables look like Muggle creations."

Prout heard this.

Her expression paused.

A hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly regained her composure.

She smiled perfunctorily.

"Well, this question is a bit complicated. We have to start with soul magic. Let's do this. Put away your wand first, and I'll explain it to you slowly on the way."

Devereux shrugged.

He was about to put his wand back to his waist.

Then he reached out to pull the door.

At this time.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom!

The pounding feeling of the accelerated heartbeat came again.

Even more intense than before.

It was like a huge drum hidden in his chest.

It almost tore him apart.

Deveraux froze.

Outside the door.

There was no one there... but the sense of danger was getting stronger!

"What's going on?"

Countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

"Could it be... that the danger is not only outside?"

An inexplicable chill rose from the soles of his feet.

Climbed all the way along his spine.

Enveloped him.

Deveraux slowly turned his head.

Looking at Prout...