My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 65 Rescue 19391012

"Do you know this man? Mr. Williams."

"I haven't heard of it." Nelson shook his head, looking helpless.

"To be honest, I feel that he has hysteria, but he believes too much in his imagination, so we can analyze that he seems to be normal." The bald young man stretched out his hand, "By the way, my name is Jack."

"I see, Dr. Jack." Nelson waved the business card on his hand and held Dr. Jack's hand. "After all, there is no magic in the world, right?"

"Probably." Dr. Jack chuckled. "We can't say that something we haven't seen doesn't exist, can we?"

"That's true." Nelson nodded. "If one day you find out that magic really exists, then you have to apologize to the sick man."

"It's probably medical malpractice."

The two talked very happily. After drinking and eating, Dr. Jack saw that Nelson was very interested in his group of patients, so he suggested that the two of them go to see it together.

"Is this appropriate?" Nelson declined. "Isn't it disrespectful to treat patients like...visiting them."

"No." Dr. Jack drank a little wine and wrapped his arms around him enthusiastically. "If there are normal people who communicate with them more, maybe they will get better?"

Nelson was a little moved, and half pushed down, the two went to the large room on the lower deck, converted from a letter warehouse.

"Wait a while and be careful." Dr. Jack took out the key and slowly pushed open the iron door, while instructing, "Although they are the type that won't hurt others, but I don't know when they will be mad. ."

"Yeah." Nelson nodded, followed Dr. Jack into the room, and responded, "After all, even so-called normal people sometimes do incredible things."

"It's better for you to see clearly." Dr. Jack nodded approvingly, but found that Nelson ignored him—

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that person, a man with a beard in a hospital gown sitting on the innermost bed and waving his arms, as if he was practicing some movements. It was the movement of the Unlocking Charm. Although there was no magic movement at all, Nelson was still staring at him closely. He smelled the same kind of smell. The patient must be a wizard.

"Oh? Mr. Williams, is your magic really famous, called the 'Eyes of Wisdom'?" Dr. Jack followed Nelson's gaze and said in surprise, "That's the one I told you about. , delusional that he is a sorcerer's patient."

"I guess it's him too. It looks like he's performing some kind of magic." Nelson nodded, just in time to meet the patient's eyes raised when he heard the word "magic", Nelson nodded at the man, but attracted him Suddenly excited.

"Are you here to save me!" The man struggled hard while sitting on the bed, shouting torn apart, "You're a wizard, right! Help me! I'm really not mentally ill!"

He was waving his arms like he was about to drown on the bed, and the iron bed was shaken to pieces and groaned.

With the "sickness" of the "magic" in the distance, all the patients in the whole room became restless. Except for a few patients who were lying on the bed, the others jumped up from the bed one after another. He waved his arms to simulate the flight of a bird, and his mouth made a "quack" sound of wild ducks. Someone was slapping the bed like a backstroke on the water. Nelson also saw a dark-skinned man put a pillow over his head, a big man. Shouting: "I'm white, I'm just tanned! I'm not a slave!"

Nelson noticed that although patients appeared to be able to move freely, their freedom was limited to the upper body, including the torso and mind, their legs were bound tightly to the bed by restraint clothing, and the idiosyncratic gloves on their hands also allowed them to Unable to take off his pants easily and escape.

Seeing such a scene, Dr. Jack felt a little embarrassed. He slammed the iron door hard and yelled at the sick patients. He seemed to have accumulated power for a long time. The "Magician" is still moving.

Hearing the movement, several strong male nurses in nurse uniforms rushed in and quickly held down the two patients.

"Dr. Jack, what to do with them?" The head nurse who looked like Schwarzenegger walked up to Dr. Jack and asked in a deep voice, also resembling Schwarzenegger.

"Uh...you go out first, I have guests here."

After that, Dr. Jack took Nelson to the hospital bed.

"This is 19340201. He traveled to the United States and was arrested as a black slave because he was too dark. I heard that he was tortured, tsk tsk." The two passed the first patient, and Dr. Jack introduced, "This is for him Leaving an indelible psychological shadow...I don't know how Americans treat their slaves, driving a person crazy. Seriously, when I first saw him, I really thought he was a black man ."

"I served as a soldier in North Africa! I tanned there!" 19340201 said aggrievedly, showing his eyes from under the pillow.

"Alright, alright, I see." Dr. Jack patted his head, "I'm bringing a specialist for consultation, you can sleep in peace."

"He may be postwar trauma." Nelson began to point the country.

"What is the trauma after the war?" Dr. Jack curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Their troops entered the Sahara Desert and did not come out for several months. When they came out, the battle was over. I heard that it was because of this incident. Too embarrassing, their numbers are gone."

"..."

"This is 19351117," Dr. Jack said, holding down the patient who was flapping his "wings." "He used to be a pilot, and then the plane crashed. I heard that the bird hit the propeller, and then he was like this. ."

"Woohoo ..." The pilot did not learn the wild duck, and he suddenly started crying, which scared Nelson. "I was guilty, I killed the plane person."

"I specifically asked, it's not your responsibility to skydive in an emergency." Dr. Jack stroked the back of his head and comforted him softly.

"Woooooo...I shouldn't have hit that propeller..."

"Well, I thought too much." Dr. Jack stood up and stuck his tongue out at Nelson. "I thought he was getting better. His condition is a problem with self-recognition."

The two stopped and went, and Nelson really gained a lot of insight tonight, and they finally walked to the depths of the room, the hospital bed of Mr. "Magic".

"19391012, if you do this again, I can only give you an injection." Dr. Jack threatened.

"Sorry, doctor." 19391012 hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble, I won't do this again in the future. I don't think I can do magic anymore, can you let me out of the hospital?"

"19391012, don't try to lie to me." Dr. Jack was a little exasperated. "How many times have you lied to me like this? I said, if you really feel that you have no magical ability, we will let you out immediately!"

"I'm real this time!—"

"It's alright, alright." Dr. Jack turned to look at Nelson, who was looking at 19391012 thoughtfully, and explained, "He is the most confusing patient, except when he is sick, everything is normal, logic, cognition There is no problem in waiting, but when it comes to the cause, it will be very stubborn, some think they are mushrooms, some think they are another person, and this one, think they are a magician."

"Wizard," Nelson corrected.

"Yes, wizard—"

"Sir, you are a wizard! I see it! You are a wizard, right! These muggles are torturing me every day, help me, help me! Give me a wand!" 19391012 began to struggle violently again, He said very quickly, "Help me! I'll give you Galleon, I'll give you the magic of your family! Help me—"

Dr. Jack lowered his head and covered his mouth, calling out to the nurse impatiently, then lowered his head and said viciously, "I knew it, you still don't change your mind!"

When the nurse arrived, he finally relaxed, and while admiring the scene of several big men giving injections to 19391012, he said to Nelson, "You see, he is too stubborn. Generally, we can only take this kind of manic patient. It's an approach that keeps them from hurting others or themselves."

"Yeah." Nelson nodded, and he saw the slumped 19391012's hospital gown slip off, revealing the tattoo on the neckline, which is the tattoo of the Deathly Hallows, "I don't think he actually looks like he will hurt people— —I mean, if you don’t lock him up like this, even many other patients, they’re not aggressive, so why arrest them?”

"You can never guess what a mentally ill person is thinking." Dr. Jack took out a piece of dried fruit he did not know, and put it in his mouth, "We are afraid of taking responsibility, so we dare not issue a discharge certificate. After all, mental illness is not a fracture. Look at him and he'll be fine, there are still people who think we are a heretical inquisition where the church hunts down the devil."

"Haha, that's really funny." Nelson squinted at the male nurses, "I thought the profession of nurses was only for girls, and men were always rough. By the way, are you the only ones on duty among the dozen or so patients? Aren't you afraid the patient will run away?"

"We are a special industry in a special industry. You basically don't see male nurses in other places." Dr. Jack explained, "Although we have few people, there are usually no people here, and the door is very strong. They It's impossible to run."

"Aren't they afraid that they usually work in the ward? Or they don't work alone."

"On duty? What kind of duty are you on duty?" Dr. Jack chewed the dried fruit in his mouth and said disdainfully, "There is no supervisor to monitor, we only came on duty after eating too much, and at most we heard the noise and came over to take a look, we are on vacation. , not on a business trip."

"That's true." Nelson nodded in agreement.

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