The Admiral of Hogwarts

"Mrs. Weasley, it's best not to mention my name after you go to the hospital," Hugo had to interrupt their celebration and earnestly advised after the Weasley family had celebrated for a while.

"After all, I am only a fifth-year student now. If you mention my name, it may cause unnecessary worries among the healers at St. Mungo's, leading them to refuse medication."

"Moreover, my actions are equivalent to publicly undermining the Dark Lord's plan. If this matter is made public, I am likely to be hunted down by him."

"I understand. I'll say Professor Snape got it from a recognized potioneer," Mrs. Weasley, as a witch who had experienced the previous wizarding war, naturally knew what to do next.

The next morning, Mrs. Weasley left the room with the potion and went to St. Mungo's, while Hugo followed Mrs. Weasley to ensure the safety of the medication.

Besides Hugo, Hermione also followed, partly because the hospital needed some manpower, so she could help when Mrs. Weasley and Hugo were busy.

On the other hand, the ship girls themselves always had the task of protecting the Admiral, and today, with no one else following, Hermione naturally carried out this task.

The weather was good today. The winter sun shone on the three of them, making them feel warm. Under the sunlight, they soon appeared in front of an old-fashioned red-brick department store.

"We're here. This is St. Mungo's. Diagon Alley doesn't have enough land, and building underground like the Ministry of Magic is unsanitary. Choosing this location allows patients to mingle in the crowd," Mrs. Weasley said to Hugo and Hermione, who were curiously looking around.

The department store, called Purge \u0026 Dowse Ltd., looked dilapidated and deserted. The windows displayed only a few cracked mannequins, wearing wigs askew, in various poses, dressed in clothes from at least ten years ago.

A large sign reading "Closed for Refurbishment" hung on the dusty door. Hugo heard people whispering around: I swear it's never opened since...

Mrs. Weasley approached the window, looked up at the ugly mannequin, and her breath fogged the glass, "Hello... I'm here to see Arthur Weasley."

The mannequin nodded slightly and beckoned with its joined fingers, and the three of them walked straight through the glass and disappeared. Obviously, this mannequin possessed a certain degree of artificial intelligence, allowing it to identify people coming and going.

Because it was the Christmas holiday, St. Mungo's was still in a festive mood, decorated with small ornaments related to Christmas everywhere, adding a bit of warmth to the cold hospital.

There were not many patients in the waiting room. Hugo only saw a wizard with a head swollen like a tomato and a witch with skin turned purple standing in front of a desk marked "Information."

"Domestic dispute, huh? I suggest you learn to hide your wands when you argue. I've seen you four times in the past six months. Now, you two go to the Spell Damage Department on the fifth floor. I really don't want to see you again," said the plump, blonde middle-aged woman sitting behind the desk.

"Especially now that you have children. If the children are hit by these curses, it will be much more difficult to treat than you adults, and it may cause some sequelae."

Unlike hospitals in the ordinary Muggle world, the healers at St. Mungo's seemed more humane. This was mainly because the magical world itself was not large, so everyone was considered acquaintances in one way or another.

Is this how wizarding couples get along? It does look a bit scary. Hugo thought as he went upstairs, because he felt that this kind of conflict looked much more terrifying than domestic violence in the ordinary world.

But then again, he didn't have to worry about this kind of problem, because the ship girls were absolutely gentle and considerate in front of the Admiral, and, under normal circumstances, they would never resort to these violent methods.

Walking into Mr. Weasley's ward, Hugo saw him leaning on the bed, flipping through an Encyclopedia Britannica. As a wizard very interested in the Muggle world, Mr. Weasley was naturally very interested in this kind of popular science book.

For example, now, he was so engrossed in reading that he was still immersed in the book when Hugo and the other two pushed open the door and entered the ward.

"Arthur Weasley!" Seeing Mr. Weasley reading, Mrs. Weasley shouted angrily with her hands on her hips. "The doctor told you to rest. Why are you still reading here!"

"Sorry, Molly, I just picked up the book and you came over. I really haven't been reading for more than a few minutes," Mr. Weasley immediately closed the book and put it aside after being shouted at by his wife, and then explained.

"Please believe me, Healer Smethwyck just finished treating me, so I really couldn't have had time to read for a long time."

"It's not that I won't let you read, but you have to take good care of your body. You can read as much as you want when you get better, but the prerequisite is that you have to take care of your health."

After hearing what Mr. Weasley said, Mrs. Weasley's anger subsided a lot, and she started to nag. Mr. Weasley nodded and smiled.

"You must be the Granger siblings. I'm very happy you could come to see me," After the couple talked for a while, Mr. Weasley turned to Hugo and the others.

"They just came to see you on the way. The main reason for coming here is that this Mr. Weasley created a potion that Severus approved of that can treat your wounds, so they are here mainly to check the effectiveness of the potion."

"Really? Thank you so much," Hearing what his wife said, Mr. Weasley sat up from the bed, with an excited look on his face.

"These days have been terrible because some of the ingredients in the venom have prevented the wound from healing. Therefore, I can only stay in bed, and even going to the toilet requires caution."

Soon, Mrs. Weasley went out to call the healer in and handed over the potion, claiming it was approved by Professor Snape.

Like Snape before, the healer called in another healer, and then the two of them extracted a portion of the sample from the bottle and tested it.

However, unlike the previous experiments done by Snape, after testing the medicine itself, they also took a little blood from Mr. Weasley to accurately study the efficacy of the medicine.

"You're right, madam, this medicine does have an excellent effect on this toxin," the younger healer said to Mrs. Weasley after finishing the test. "I think we can try using this potion for treatment."

After making the decision, the two healers quickly called in a third healer. Then they began to gather together and use the new antidote to begin the treatment.

They poured half of the potion into a cup and had Mr. Weasley drink it. Then they put the other half of the potion into a silver magical tool.

Then the youngest healer uncovered the dressing on Mr. Weasley's wound and used the silver magical tool to spray the atomized potion on the wound and nearby.