Chapter 1043 Destiny (1)

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, Department of Spell Injuries.

When Sirius sent Goyle to the hospital for treatment, the child was originally assigned to the biological injury department.

This department mainly treats patients injured by magical creatures, but because whether it is dangerous magical animals or elves, black magic creatures and other creatures that use foreign objects to attack, the patients often bring physical trauma .

Many non-magical surgical injuries will also be sent to this department.

The eyeball was smashed and gouged out with a dagger, which is not a big problem.

Therapist Ms. Aretha Pez once showed off how she managed to restore health to a patient whose skull had been ripped off in half by the claws of a griffin.

Yet she screwed up everything.

Knead two almost invisible eyeballs and a bunch of herbs chewed by mouth into two pastes, and stuff them into Goyle's eye sockets.

Ms. Aretha Pez swears that she can treat such a minor injury with her eyes closed.

Then there was the terrible explosion.

All the eyeballs and herbs in Goyle's two eye sockets exploded, and even purple flames burned in the eye sockets, frantically extracting the vitality from Goyle's body.

In this way, Goyle, who had not had time to heal the pain of losing his eyes, was transferred to the Department of Potions and Plant Poisoning again.

The reason is the potion damage caused by the wrong treatment plan.

But he was finally declared that the detachment of the eyeball might be due to some kind of terrible witchcraft, and he was transferred to the curse injury department again.

Witchcraft, a term that wizards have gradually seldom mentioned, everyone is more accustomed to calling it magic.

But in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, this term is too common.

Some witchcraft that have been circulated among the people in history have not been absorbed by the modern magic system, but there are still a large number of wizards still using them.

The injuries caused by these dangerous and unknown witchcraft are often extremely difficult to heal, and even death.

Gore was lucky not to die.

Draco Malfoy, who hadn't had time to fully enjoy the glory of the 'moon landing trip', rushed here like crazy when he heard the news.

He saw Harry, Ron and Hermione on the bench in the dark corridor of the ward.

The ward was filled with magical light, and Sirius was guarding the door with his chest folded to prevent him from entering, "Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are trying to save Goyle, so don't go in and disturb them now."

Draco pursed his lips and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat in the seat next to the trio in silence.

"Goyle will be fine." Hermione hesitated, but turned to comfort Draco.

Draco twitched the corners of his mouth, expressing that he felt goodwill, and he was not in the mood to quarrel with the trio at all.

The relationship between him and Goyle and Crabbe is deeper than the relationship between the Harry trio. It is a kind of closeness that is deliberately cultivated by the family since childhood after the family interests are bound.

Narcissa, who was so close to Draco's mother who was extremely strict with Draco, was even more like a mother to his two little friends.

Every time I come here, I ask the house elves to prepare something to eat.

The reason why Gore and Crabbe are so fat is the result of feeding by their mother Narcissa.

They are like brothers and know that they will be deeply bonded later.

Goyle and Crabbe became Malfoy's subordinates, and Malfoy was also responsible for the future of the two families.

Emotions, interests, growth experiences, everything makes their friendship so inseparable.

Draco couldn't imagine what kind of pain he would have if Goyle died, and now his whole heart was pulled up, and he was almost suffocated.

The period after the Top 100 Tournament was once the most difficult period in Draco's life.

His parents invited various ancient pure-blood families in Europe as witnesses, and severed the parent-child relationship with him in front of everyone.

He wanted to go to his girlfriend Pansy, he needed someone so badly to listen to him.

But what confronted him was only a face gleaming with ambition.

He listened in a daze to Pansy's description of the future that the Dark Lord was about to give, the glory of the 'Golden Family', and what kind of master's instruction he would receive at the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry next.

She will become a powerful witch, and even become a mysterious "Sorcerer of the Bloodline of the Obscure". She will also be personally taught by the Dark Lord, and will eventually become a Minister of Magic under the jurisdiction of the Magic Congress...

And all he was left with was a light sentence—"We're done."

He was asking so painfully, but the final result was so ridiculous.

It was so ridiculous that he once felt that the whole world was so dreamy.

Pansy broke up with him because she didn't want to offend Headmaster Lucius Malfoy, who would then dominate her interests.

Yes, Lucius... Malfoy... Headmaster!

Fuck the principal!

Well, I was not as angry as I imagined. When my father Lucius took an invitation letter from Anton and told him that he must attend instead of himself...

Draco was so glad he could do something for his father.

Just fucked up.

Fucking life, like a pile of shit!

He could only pray silently, that Goyle and Crabbe would not be bullied in their new school for being too stupid, that Pancy would find a suitable home for her, that his parents would be safe and healthy , to revitalize the Malfoy family as they wished.

after all……

He cared so much about his feelings, what could he do, his pride would not allow him to lay down Malfoy's noble head!

Just look up and face everything calmly.

"..."

Draco lowered his head, silently looking at the cracks in the hospital's disrepaired floor tiles, with crystal tears rolling in his eyes.

he……

It's almost unbearable.

crunch~

The door of the ward opened, and Sirius looked at Professor McGonagall who was walking in the front, "How is it?"

Draco jumped up like crazy, rushed to the front in three steps and two steps, staring closely at Professor McGonagall's lips, especially afraid of what he would say next.

Professor McGonagall just shook his head at Sirius, "It can't be treated, but at least his vitality has stopped."

"This is impossible!" Sirius looked at Professor McGonagall in disbelief, "You, and Professor Dumbledore, are you not well treated?"

In his eyes, these two are so powerful, and Goyle was just hurt by an unknown wizard. Who can have such powerful magic that these two can't be healed well?

"Sirius, I'm not omnipotent." Dumbledore walked out a little tiredly and sighed.

"What kind of witchcraft?" Sirius asked curiously.

"..." Dumbledore didn't speak, but pursed his lips, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"The magic of love!" Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, and glanced at Harry among the three cubs who came around, "It's as if we couldn't save Lily back then. The magic of love is sacrifice, isn't it?" Sickness is not a curse..."

"The magic of love?" Sirius smacked his mouth, full of disbelief.

Gore?

The magic of love?

What kind of outrageous combination is this? ! ! !

He only lived in Azkaban for more than ten years. How could this world be so different?

Are all the kids nowadays so fierce?

Draco obviously couldn't understand what they were talking about, he just asked nervously, "Can I go in and see Goyle?"

Dumbledore nodded, "It will take a while to wake up, and I'm also curious, what exactly did he do to fate that made Gellert so amazed."

The fierce fire that swept through the headquarters of the Magic Congress was so hard to extinguish because of the influence of the magic of fate.

This is obviously not something that ordinary wizards can do.

That kind of excellent depth can be compared with Tom, a silly kid who made Horcruxes when he was a student.

One is about life, one is about destiny.

But this is Goyle, the Goyle who Dumbledore once secretly shook his head and thought that the rotten wood was indestructible!

Why is Anton so good at teaching?