Chapter 420 Petrochemical and Poisoning

"...Mr. McLean?"

Hearing someone calling him, Maca immediately turned his head and nodded slightly to the other party. With a wave of his hand, the white cloth that had been floating before covered Sokas' whole body again.

"Madame Pomfrey, thank you for your hard work..." he said softly, "Are there many people injured?"

"Not many. When the incident happened, most of the students were attending classes in various classrooms, and the students who were taking the protection of magical creatures came back in time—" Mrs. Pomfrey, the head nurse of the school hospital, shook her head lightly, "Only two The injury of a student is a bit troublesome."

"Who?" Maca asked hurriedly, "Is it petrified? If the Mandrake resurrection potion is not in stock, I have it here..."

"No, no need..." Madam Pomfrey said softly, "After replenishing the reserve, it has not been used much, and there is still enough potion available."

If there is one faculty member that Maca admires the most in Hogwarts, it is undoubtedly Mrs. Poppy Pomfrey in front of him.

Madam Pomfrey has served as the resident therapist at Hogwarts for a long time. When Snape and others were students, she had already worked as the school doctor here.

Her extensive healing experience and knowledge of various healing spells, potions, and herbal mixtures were enough to land her a well-paid job in St. Mungo's.

But she stayed here at Hogwarts for decades, treating every patient who was sent to her with both strictness and gentleness. Even if most of them are just trivial injuries and ailments, she never complains and gets bored.

By the way, the potions from Madam Pomfrey generally taste weird. Some potions that are obviously sweet and delicious will turn into "bitter medicines" that are difficult to swallow when they come to her.

I remember Madam Pomfrey once said:

"If you don't want to drink these weird potions, please don't get hurt and don't give yourself a chance to come to the medical room. Otherwise, please bear the consequences!"

Of course, I heard that she would be a little troublesome to illnesses caused by spells, and I don't know if it's true.

"It would be the best if there is one," Maca nodded, "Then, I'll go and see the injured student."

"Hmm..." Madam Pomfrey's face became a little serious when she heard that he was going into the ward, "Of course, I have also heard about Mr. McLean's achievements in Potions. If it was you, naturally No problem, but please be careful not to stay too long...the patient needs to rest well!"

"Yes, I understand. I was taken care of by you back then. As a former patient, I am also grateful for your philosophy of protecting patients as the first principle."

Maca leaned slightly politely, and then walked into the ward with Madam Pomfrey.

When Maca walked in, there was a fire flickering in the fireplace. The warmth of the flame dispelled the cold outside, baking the whole room as if it was still spring.

The beds on both sides are separated by white curtains one by one, but there are very few patients at the moment, so most of them have opened the curtains, and only two beds are still covered, so as to ensure that even if the patients wake up, they will not be disturbed by the empty ward. And feel uneasy.

Maka has been to this ward of the school hospital several times, and the time she stayed here the longest should have been during the period when Luna was recovering from the hospital.

And right here, he encountered an extremely major turning point in his life.

After that, firstly, he basically didn't need to come here anymore, and secondly, in his heart, he actually had some inexplicable sense of resistance to this place.

In this way, it seems that some time has passed since the last time I came to the school hospital. Now that he came back here again, he subconsciously glanced at the window the first time.

Right there, he saw some things that he shouldn't have seen, so that after that, even the path he was determined to move forward had a huge deflection.

Slightly waving the memories in his mind, Maca walked to the foot of a hospital bed where someone was lying.

Then his eyes fell to the patient on the bed.

That was Ron. At this time, his body was still gray, but in terms of petrification, he was obviously recovering gradually. After he has returned to his original form, he should be able to be alive and kicking again after taking a rest.

Maca stood aside and checked him, then turned and walked to another hospital bed.

"Well?"

Another student was lying opposite Ron, and when he saw it, Maca couldn't help but let out a little gasp. Because in his opinion, the patient's condition is probably much more serious than Ron's.

"I remember she was—" Maka recalled a little, and thought to himself, "...Well, is it called 'Helen Schoen'?"

"It was bitten by an acromantula. When I found her, the wounds on her body had already begun to heal, and she should have done some emergency treatment on her own." Madam Pomfrey who was at the side said softly, "But that It's just a flesh wound, in the final analysis, the focus is on the toxin."

She paused, as if pitying this cute looking girl.

"... To tell you the truth, it's a very dangerous toxin. After discussing it with Professor Snape, I used the bezoar mixture to temporarily suppress the spread of the poison. Now Professor Snape should be thinking of a way to prepare an antidote to this poison. A targeted antidote to a toxin."

"...Really?" Maca nodded subconsciously, but her thoughts were still thinking about Helen.

His last blow in the spider's lair was indeed hitting the guy pretending to be Sokas. Moreover, he was using the gift that Snape had given him at the time - the Shadowless Charm.

It stands to reason that the effect of this spell created by Snape is quite extreme. It is not only fast, but also highly concealable. It can ruthlessly cut through the flesh and even bones of the enemy like a sharp sword.

The most important thing is that the injuries caused by this curse cannot be easily healed by other means except the corresponding counter-curse.

Of course, this is not absolute.

If a person who has been under this spell can cut off the flesh and blood from the wound with all his heart, he will be able to get rid of the strange magic power attached to it. If the injury is not too critical, it can still be recovered without knowing the counter-spell.

Because of this, Maca was suspicious. An injury is an injury, and besides Ron, the only one who was sent to this ward was Miss Helen Schoen.

But he was just skeptical, after all, that fake Sokas might have already escaped Hogwarts.

If Helen is the guy who escaped, and she can still hide herself with the toxin of the alienated acromant after gouging out the flesh and blood from the wound...

"If that's the case..."

It's nothing to be cruel to the enemy. If you can be so cruel to yourself, then you are a real dangerous person. And this kind of danger has nothing to do with its own strength.

The harm that occurs inadvertently is the most difficult to prevent.

"...Should we act first?" Maca thought secretly.

"Mr. McLean?" Madam Pomfrey couldn't help reminding Maka, who had been staring at the little girl in a daze.

"Huh?" Maca turned his head, and immediately saw Madam Pomfrey looking at him with dissatisfaction, and he said knowingly, "Ah... I was just wondering if I would also go to Snape later. Professor there."

"If you're willing." Madam Pomfrey nodded, "It's certainly a good thing for patients to have one more pharmacist for reference... But I think we have to leave."

"Oh, of course." Maca immediately echoed, "The patient must have a good rest, that's right!"

For the toxin of the alienated giant spider, Maca naturally knows better than anyone else. When he transformed Aragog's bloodline, he already had a series of tests and records on it.

This kind of powerful toxin mixed with the characteristics of the basilisk and the acromantula, although it may not be much stronger than either of them, but in terms of novelty and complexity, it is quite reliable.

He believed that even Snape, who was a potion master, could not concoct the corresponding antidote in a short time.

Just judging from the responses made by Snape and Madam Pomfrey based on their experience, temporarily suppressing the spread of the toxin is a certainty. The result of proper handling is to delay the onset of toxins by a few days.

Therefore, Maca did not go to Snape's potion preparation room as he said, but returned to his own office first.

There are still many things waiting for him to deal with, not only the Hogwarts incident, but also some tails in the American magic world that need to be cleared up. Like Sirius Black, still recovering from his bed, or the children he kept in his Jackson Square shack.

In addition, he also felt that it was time to strengthen the defense of Hogwarts.

"...When the time comes, Hermione will probably be the happiest?" Maca just walked to the door of the office and shook her head with a smile, then unlocked the door and walked in, "Phew—sleep for a while Well, I haven't closed my eyes properly in the past two days, and I can't rely on medicine to support me all the time."

After closing the office door again, he lit the fireplace and cooked hot cocoa for himself.

While waiting for it to be cooked for a while, he still didn't let go of this little bit of free time. Instead, he sat in front of the fireplace and started to write and draw in his notebook while warming the fire.

Since entering this colorful and ups and downs magical world, Maca finds that she doesn't seem to be very leisurely. But for him, this busyness was extremely fulfilling.

Because he can use this to clearly feel that he is actually "living".