Chapter 956

Although there is no clock ticking, time is indeed passing little by little. For every minute and every second, Maka knows it.

He was also worried.

But in any case, he had to focus on what he had to do and believe in his insurance measures to stay in San mungo.

In Willie's room, the red color grew stronger and stronger.

Put a light spot into the medicine bottle again. Maka looked at it and found that a certain amount had finally been accumulated in the bottle.

So far, this step seems to be going well, at least it's a happy thing.

"In that case, go on!" Marca thought secretly.

But from the beginning to the present, he has never stopped. Now why "continue"? After all, he was still worried about the situation in San Mungo!

But the good thing is that at the moment, the state of San Mungo is better than he imagined.

……

Another three hours have passed.

Near noon, everyone was not in the mood to prepare for dinner, but at least they could be quiet.

The old man named old Victor has been nagging around them for a long time since three hours ago. He wants them to help his son relieve his petrification.

Although everyone was annoyed by him. However, due to the great involvement at this time, neither the St. Mungo therapist nor the members of R.A. dared to take Mandela herb without authorization.

At present, the stubborn old man probably said he was tired, which gave everyone a moment of leisure.

"I already said, why don't we just give him a whole body bondage spell? Why do we have to bear him so much?"

Sirius is undoubtedly the most irritated person. In fact, he has wanted to throw a spell to calm himself more than once.

However, the girls led by Hermione disagreed with his rude behavior. For a long time, Sirius was so upset by old Victor that he simply returned to Kingsley's ward.

However, Kingsley, who was lying in bed, could not help shaking his head gently after hearing his complaint.

"In fact, Miss Granger did the right thing," he urged. "If it were normal, it would be OK, but now is an extraordinary time, and we can't act too savagely. Think about it, there are still many injuries in the hall - what do you think those people would think if they saw that we can only solve problems with violence?"

"What can they think!"

Sirius is just straightforward, but he is not a fool. Even though Kingsley was only pointing to the end, he could still understand Kingsley's meaning.

So, after another careless reply, he had to shut up and stop talking.

He knew that because Haier Bo had just had a big fight in London, he almost withdrew under the obstruction of Maka.

In this case, after Maka's efforts, the bad impact of Muggle world can be said to be greatly reduced. But in the British magic world, it also needs to control the direction of public opinion.

In particular, these wizard patients in St. mangori, once they recover and leave, will become a major source of information about the great event in London.

Whether it's for the reputation of St. Mungo's magic injury hospital or the image of Marca and Hogwarts, everyone needs to be cautious.

"Well... Unless, we have to let those people 'die' in San Mungo..."

"What are you thinking!"

Sirius's groundless and shocking remarks startled Kingsley in the hospital bed.

Sirius, who was thinking about something with his head down, immediately raised his head and looked at Kingsley with a surprised face. He waved his hand and said:

"No, I was wondering what I would do next if I were Haier Bo."

Kingsley couldn't help thinking about what Sirius said.

"Well... Do you splash dirty water on us?" he thought about it, but a moment later said, "is this necessary for wizards like halbo?"

But Sirius shrugged.

"Why not?" he said. "Even if that guy's magic power is really amazing, now even Maka can only contain... But on the contrary, it means that as long as Maka is there, it will be difficult for him to do what he wants."

"So why didn't he start from other angles and tie Maka down first?"

Compared with Haier Bo, which has no foundation in this era, Maka, which has laid the foundation in advance, undoubtedly has many advantages.

Even if the strength of modern wizards is not enough in halbo's eyes, everything will change qualitatively once a little makes a lot.

Since the birth of Haier Bo, several deliberate disturbances have been repeatedly suppressed by Maka.

Among them, the Ministry of magic, the International Federation of wizards and even the Muggle army have indirectly contributed. Although their power is small, it can not be ignored.

Without them, Maka alone would have made a mess of Europe in the end.

After hearing Sirius's analysis, Kingsley couldn't help looking at him, as if he was very surprised that he could say these words.

"If you are willing to use your brain like this at ordinary times..."

"No, no," Sirius shook his head immediately, "it's not Lupin's not here! If he's here, where can I use my brain..."

Needless to say, none of the four Hogwarts troublemakers was a fool.

Even Pettigrew Peter has a very flexible mind. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to frame Sirius into Azkaban and enjoy nearly ten years of imprisonment.

Of course, it was precisely because he suffered a big loss that time, so now if necessary, he is willing to use his brain to think about something.

"Well... It's really possible that you say so. If ordinary people distrust Maka and us, even a small number of people will make the whole British magic world unstable."

Kingsley thought, and suddenly patted the bed board and nodded:

"Originally, skringer intended to dilute the impact of this matter as much as possible like the Muggle world... But now it seems that it would be better to make the whole matter public, which is also to show the strength and confidence of the Ministry of magic."

"Does it include halbo?" Sirius asked.

Previously, the Ministry of magic had not officially announced any news about the return of the ancient wizard Haier Bo.

At present, although many people have heard some rumors, the information is incomplete. At present, I'm afraid no civilian in the magic world knows what image Haier Bo is.

It's just that the name "despicable Haier Bo", which is printed with Chocolate Frog card, really weighs a lot. If the Ministry of magic discloses the information in an official capacity, the impact will never be small!

"There are too many things involved here..." Kingsley thought before and after, and finally sighed. "Don't talk about you and me. Even slinger probably doesn't know what to do."

The truth of the London disaster and Haier Bo's information are the same thing. If half is open and half is reserved, once the rest needs to be published in the future, it will really arouse public suspicion.

After a while, Kingsley simply leaned against the pillow behind him and said helplessly:

"I said, are we talking about this in the ward a little... By the way, you don't watch the children below at this time. What are you doing? You don't come here to tell me about it?"

"Hmm?" Sirius said, "didn't I tell you earlier? I came up to avoid that annoying old man... And I suggest you stop calling them 'children'. I think they are better than you and me!"

"It's not just magic power, the most important thing is here -"

While saying this, Sirius put out his finger and poked himself in the chest, which was meaningful.

……

At the same time, outside the temporary ward behind the hall on the first floor.

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Now this is not so much a ward as a "spider's nest".

When Hermione and others carefully arranged what to do next here, spiders came and went around them, and the sound was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

A guy like Ron, whose legs soften at the sight of a spider, has long gone outside to take charge of the odd jobs of soothing the injured.

"Harry, you'll stay at the door next... Put on your branch hat as before. If there's any accident, you can act according to your circumstances..."

"Ginny, if you like, take three groups of people to rest in the corridor beyond the side door of the hall. Generally, no one will go in and out there."

"All the remaining people, one area for each group, patrol in shifts."

Hermione stared at the notes she had just written and assigned actions to everyone step by step. Everything seemed to be in order.

But at the end, she suddenly cast hesitant eyes behind the people.

"Then, Neville... Why don't you go back to the ward with your grandmother! Our side -"

"No, no," said Neville, shaking his head, "I believe what grandma wants me to do now is not to sit beside her and frown, but to protect everyone in St. Mungo with everyone."

"Oh..." Hermione nodded hesitantly and then smiled. "Since you said that, let's stand by at the side door with Ginny! You're excellent now. Our confidence will be more abundant with you!"

When Neville heard Hermione's praise, he finally couldn't help showing a shy smile of deja vu - at this time, everyone found that Neville had changed so much.