Chapter 1400

When Neville lifted the quilt that had been changed on the wounded, a stench far more terrible than the smell in the air suddenly came face to face.

Although in fact, they had already been prepared, when that moment came, Ron and the four others couldn't help but step back. No wonder Neville reminded them to get out of the way before lifting the quilt.

However, the most daunting thing is not the stench.

"This --"

After all, Tonks and Jones are Aurors. In the face of some terrible scenes, their tolerance will obviously be much stronger than ordinary people.

Even so, when they saw the heavy gauze soaked by dark red blood between the patient's waist and abdomen, they couldn't help frowning.

It can be seen that the blood on the surface has dried up, but the viscous dark plasma is still flowing underneath. Between the gaps in the gauze, the black and red flesh and blood tissue like rotten tomatoes looks like viscera without belly protection.

It must be said that this visual impact is absolutely strong. Just like Ron, he doesn't want to see more after only one look.

At the moment, he really felt a desire to vomit.

However, in the eyes of devont, a long-time therapist, this scene is obviously nothing - Physical ulceration is not a rare symptom, but such a serious ulceration occurs in a living person, which can not be said to be common.

"Mr. devont... You see?"

Tonks stared for a long time, then reluctantly moved his eyes and turned to the therapist she specially ran to invite.

"Well," devont thought and then said, "the ulceration of the abdomen should be only a superficial symptom. The specific cause of the disease needs to be checked."

After that, he reached out his hand and took out his wand from the inside of his robe. Then, ignoring the stench still emanating from the injured part, he covered his nose slightly and squatted down.

"Stab -"

When he saw the tip of the wand in his hand, the gauze that had not played much role for a long time was immediately torn open, exposing the huge wound under it almost completely.

"Long Mr. Barton, you have used the fresh flavor for him, haven't you?"

White fresh essence is a high-intensity wound healing agent. The effect is remarkable until even the severed limbs can be repaired on the spot within a few seconds. If it's crooked, the arm can't be used immediately. Don't say, you have to cut it back and reconnect it.

"Yes," Neville immediately replied, "Marca equipped each of us. I saw that his abdomen rotted too fast, so I poured some on him regularly."

"Yes," said Wen de Wen, nodding his head at the time. "If you don't have your white flavor, I'm afraid his abdominal cavity is rotten to the present."

Unfortunately, the effect of fresh white flavor is better, and it only has a simple wound healing effect. For the injured Auror's injury, it is only a temporary cure, not a permanent cure. It can barely maintain it from deteriorating.

Devont looked at the ulcerated part where his intestines could be vaguely seen for a moment. After thinking hard for a moment, he suddenly turned around, opened his suitcase and searched in a hurry.

Soon, he saw him take out a slender silver probe from the inside and gently stab it into a part of the wound with the most serious ulceration.

Needless to say, it is not an ordinary silver needle, but a magic probe made by alchemy that will respond differently to abnormal magic.

Xu Shi felt something when he stabbed the silver needle. He saw that the muscles on the patient's face suddenly twitched, but he didn't wake up.

But I think so. Can you wake up after being hurt like this?

Devont didn't care about the patient's trivial reaction. The next second, he pulled out the silver needle that pierced his abdominal cavity. When he saw that the surface of the silver needle stained with dark red plasma was abnormally haunted with dark green light smoke, his expression changed slightly again.

"It's curse magic. The type should be... Plague!"

"Curse?"

Ron, who was holding his mouth to watch, was stunned when he heard this word - he felt as if he had caught something, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't find any clue for a while.

At the same time, Neville, who was also standing on one side, immediately frowned and changed slightly:

"Sir, that is to say, it is infectious?"

"Generally speaking, it's like this," devont said with an ugly face, "and in history, except for a few special cases, other plagues have suffered heavy casualties."

He couldn't help but feel heavy, because it was equivalent to saying that everyone present might have been infected with the plague. It's just because there may be an incubation period, so I don't feel uncomfortable immediately, that's all.

However, they have already caught it, and it's useless for them to panic.

So not to mention devont and Neville, even Ron didn't show a very exaggerated panic when he realized that he was probably infected.

"Mr. devont, can this be cured?"

Tonks asked this time - her expression was now very bad, and her face was a little white. After all, whoever knows that he may be ill often can't really keep calm.

Devont hesitated after hearing Tonks' question, and he finally shook his head gently.

"Governance can certainly be cured, that is, the difference between the amount of time. But the problem is how to stop its spread, which is the most important problem at present."

As for them, they have been cursed by the plague. What else should they care about?

"What kind of plague is this? We still need more detailed examination and targeted research. We can't draw any conclusion for a while. Mr. longbarton, try to send my examination results to St. Mungo camp - remember not to use owls and other creatures to send messages."

"OK."

When Neville heard this, he nodded immediately, and then decisively pulled out his wand.

"Call God's guard -"

Accompanied by the faint and inaudible chanting sound, a large amount of silver white light and fog gushed out when he saw the tip of his staff. Then, a huge Silver Lion stepped out in a dignified posture and appeared in the aisle in the middle of the church.

"Go and find Maka!"

Before the words fell, he saw that the lion nodded silently, then turned into a cloud of light and fog again, flew all the way across the church hall, and dragged his long tail away from the window hole.