Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.
Chapter 361 St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries
Chapter 361 St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries
"me……"
Mr. Bojin gave me two horrified sounds, and then turned around abruptly.
The thin old man fell to the ground in a dazed manner after spinning around, and then looked at Voldemort with puzzled eyes.
"Anti-apparition spell, Mr. Borgin, you need to strengthen your ability to detect magic."
Voldemort shook his head slightly, then strode up to the half-kneeling old man on the ground, looking down at him with a serious face.
"I will not kill you, please believe that this is my promise.
"But I need your life, as miserable as my mother's in her later years.
"Sorry to take out the rest of my hate on you, but as you said, while immoral, it's not against the law."
After saying this, Voldemort got up and touched the cane twice.
Several figures filed in, surrounding Mr. Bojin.
"The Cruciatus Curse, but don't let his consciousness collapse, and then... let him live in despair."
After Voldemort finished speaking, he strode out the door.
"My lord, my lord Dark Lord."
Mr. Borgin turned around on his knees, looked at Voldemort's back and shouted, "This is against the law, the law of the Ministry of Magic."
Voldemort's footsteps paused, he half turned around, and looked at him suspiciously.
"Ministry of Magic laws?
"No, sir, you are mistaken.
"The law I'm talking about is the law I made."
After the words fell, Voldemort turned and left the shop he hated no longer.
Outside the door, a muscular young man in a wizard's robe could not cover his whole body stood with a sword behind his back, standing there quietly.
"Ah~~ah~~~"
There was a wailing of pain from the shop. It was Mr. Borgin's voice.
Hearing this painful wail, Voldemort felt that his bones were much lighter.
Yes, he didn't come to torture Mr. Borgin for nothing.
The lingering rage of hatred did not allow him to do so.
The real reason came from the bones donated by the mother inadvertently during the rebirth.
The hatred engraved in the bones is the most unbearable.
That's why Voldemort came here for a walk.
"Does this remind you of your parents?"
Looking at the frowning boy, Voldemort asked softly.
"Yes, my lord."
Neville, who was in the period of changing his voice, said in a sharp voice.
Voldemort reached out and rubbed his short hair, and said, "Then let's go and rescue them, shall we?"
Neville nodded vigorously, he had been waiting for this day for a long time.
"Take my arm, Neville, we're going."
Voldemort said, picked up his cane and raised his arms.
"I'm ready, my lord," said Neville.
Voldemort nodded, then turned around.
"Whoosh."
Two figures, one big and one small, disappeared in front of Borgin-Bock Antique Store.
This ancient shop at 13B Knockturn Alley disappeared from the historical stage of the wizarding world because of Voldemort's arrival this time.
But no one cares.
……
"Whoosh."
When the figures of the two reappeared, they were already in front of an old-fashioned red brick department store.
A large "Closed for Renovation" sign hangs on the door of the decaying store, and the plaque above it shows its name:
Qingzhu Department Store.
Voldemort's gaze didn't linger on these details, because the figure in a long skirt and carrying a large red handbag was too eye-catching.
"You are late, sir."
Mrs. Longbottom gave the Dark Lord an unkind look, and then turned her gentle gaze to her grandson.
"You've lost weight, Neville. I think it's better for you to go home. The food at Malfoy's house may not be suitable for you. I pick you up and drop you off every day..."
Seeing Mrs. Longbottom ignoring him and starting to communicate with Neville, who had become taciturn, Voldemort could only helplessly cough twice, reminding the other party that he was here.
"I'm fine, grandma, please let the adults see the doctor for mom and dad." Neville reminded.
In this way, Mrs. Longbottom stopped nagging resentfully, and turned to the window with the ugly plastic dummy.
"I've come to see Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom."
The tattered dummy nodded slightly and waved at them.
The three of them then passed through the window and entered the famous St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness.
The first thing to enter is the waiting room, where there are many strangely dressed people sitting on long chairs waiting for medical treatment.
On the information desk on the left, there is a St. Mungo's logo - crossed wands and bones.
The surrounding walls were covered with portraits and slogans, but these things could not attract the attention of the three of them.
In addition to Voldemort, Mrs. Longbottom and his grandson are regular visitors here.
They didn't pay attention to the noisy environment here at all, but walked quickly up a crooked staircase.
"This hospital is hostile to people with bad legs."
Walking on such stairs, Voldemort expressed his opinion, "But if the patient happens to come here with a leg injury, how will they walk up this dilapidated staircase."
Mrs. Longbottom has no sense of humor. She rolled her eyes and said nothing.
It was Neville who said "use magic".
Voldemort rolled his eyes following Mrs. Longbottom's example, fell silent and followed Mrs. Longbottom without speaking.
Not long after, the three walked up the corridor on the fifth floor, passed through several wards, and came to a long room.
"Mrs. Longbottom, are you here to see your family?" A young female therapist approached and asked.
"Yes, Melena, please take us in." Mrs. Longbottom said.
Meliana nodded, her curious eyes swept over Voldemort, but she didn't ask any more questions, but directly led them into a separate ward.
As soon as they entered the room, the three of them felt that their eyes brightened. Compared with the dark and long corridor, the environment here is really good.
Voldemort glanced across the ward, and saw two figures sitting on two single beds.
"Frank, Alice, your mother and children are here to see you."
Meliana said familiarly, and came to the bed and drew the curtains, "The sun has been shining for an hour, just take a break."
Mrs. Longbottom thanked her, then walked to her son's bedside and touched his face with her hand.
Neville, on the other hand, went straight to his mother, took her hand and sat down.
Voldemort looked at the two skinny figures quietly.
The man was sitting on the bed, muttering to himself without knowing what to say.
The woman looked at the clock hanging on the wall silently, and moved her fingers from time to time, at the same frequency as the second hand.
"Thank you, Melanie, we want to be alone with the baby," said Mrs. Longbottom.
"Of course, if there is anything, you can go to the corridor and call me."
Meliana smiled at everyone, then turned and left the room.
"Crack it."
The door was closed, and in the silent room, only the unknown whisper of Frank Longbottom remained.
(End of this chapter)
"me……"
Mr. Bojin gave me two horrified sounds, and then turned around abruptly.
The thin old man fell to the ground in a dazed manner after spinning around, and then looked at Voldemort with puzzled eyes.
"Anti-apparition spell, Mr. Borgin, you need to strengthen your ability to detect magic."
Voldemort shook his head slightly, then strode up to the half-kneeling old man on the ground, looking down at him with a serious face.
"I will not kill you, please believe that this is my promise.
"But I need your life, as miserable as my mother's in her later years.
"Sorry to take out the rest of my hate on you, but as you said, while immoral, it's not against the law."
After saying this, Voldemort got up and touched the cane twice.
Several figures filed in, surrounding Mr. Bojin.
"The Cruciatus Curse, but don't let his consciousness collapse, and then... let him live in despair."
After Voldemort finished speaking, he strode out the door.
"My lord, my lord Dark Lord."
Mr. Borgin turned around on his knees, looked at Voldemort's back and shouted, "This is against the law, the law of the Ministry of Magic."
Voldemort's footsteps paused, he half turned around, and looked at him suspiciously.
"Ministry of Magic laws?
"No, sir, you are mistaken.
"The law I'm talking about is the law I made."
After the words fell, Voldemort turned and left the shop he hated no longer.
Outside the door, a muscular young man in a wizard's robe could not cover his whole body stood with a sword behind his back, standing there quietly.
"Ah~~ah~~~"
There was a wailing of pain from the shop. It was Mr. Borgin's voice.
Hearing this painful wail, Voldemort felt that his bones were much lighter.
Yes, he didn't come to torture Mr. Borgin for nothing.
The lingering rage of hatred did not allow him to do so.
The real reason came from the bones donated by the mother inadvertently during the rebirth.
The hatred engraved in the bones is the most unbearable.
That's why Voldemort came here for a walk.
"Does this remind you of your parents?"
Looking at the frowning boy, Voldemort asked softly.
"Yes, my lord."
Neville, who was in the period of changing his voice, said in a sharp voice.
Voldemort reached out and rubbed his short hair, and said, "Then let's go and rescue them, shall we?"
Neville nodded vigorously, he had been waiting for this day for a long time.
"Take my arm, Neville, we're going."
Voldemort said, picked up his cane and raised his arms.
"I'm ready, my lord," said Neville.
Voldemort nodded, then turned around.
"Whoosh."
Two figures, one big and one small, disappeared in front of Borgin-Bock Antique Store.
This ancient shop at 13B Knockturn Alley disappeared from the historical stage of the wizarding world because of Voldemort's arrival this time.
But no one cares.
……
"Whoosh."
When the figures of the two reappeared, they were already in front of an old-fashioned red brick department store.
A large "Closed for Renovation" sign hangs on the door of the decaying store, and the plaque above it shows its name:
Qingzhu Department Store.
Voldemort's gaze didn't linger on these details, because the figure in a long skirt and carrying a large red handbag was too eye-catching.
"You are late, sir."
Mrs. Longbottom gave the Dark Lord an unkind look, and then turned her gentle gaze to her grandson.
"You've lost weight, Neville. I think it's better for you to go home. The food at Malfoy's house may not be suitable for you. I pick you up and drop you off every day..."
Seeing Mrs. Longbottom ignoring him and starting to communicate with Neville, who had become taciturn, Voldemort could only helplessly cough twice, reminding the other party that he was here.
"I'm fine, grandma, please let the adults see the doctor for mom and dad." Neville reminded.
In this way, Mrs. Longbottom stopped nagging resentfully, and turned to the window with the ugly plastic dummy.
"I've come to see Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom."
The tattered dummy nodded slightly and waved at them.
The three of them then passed through the window and entered the famous St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness.
The first thing to enter is the waiting room, where there are many strangely dressed people sitting on long chairs waiting for medical treatment.
On the information desk on the left, there is a St. Mungo's logo - crossed wands and bones.
The surrounding walls were covered with portraits and slogans, but these things could not attract the attention of the three of them.
In addition to Voldemort, Mrs. Longbottom and his grandson are regular visitors here.
They didn't pay attention to the noisy environment here at all, but walked quickly up a crooked staircase.
"This hospital is hostile to people with bad legs."
Walking on such stairs, Voldemort expressed his opinion, "But if the patient happens to come here with a leg injury, how will they walk up this dilapidated staircase."
Mrs. Longbottom has no sense of humor. She rolled her eyes and said nothing.
It was Neville who said "use magic".
Voldemort rolled his eyes following Mrs. Longbottom's example, fell silent and followed Mrs. Longbottom without speaking.
Not long after, the three walked up the corridor on the fifth floor, passed through several wards, and came to a long room.
"Mrs. Longbottom, are you here to see your family?" A young female therapist approached and asked.
"Yes, Melena, please take us in." Mrs. Longbottom said.
Meliana nodded, her curious eyes swept over Voldemort, but she didn't ask any more questions, but directly led them into a separate ward.
As soon as they entered the room, the three of them felt that their eyes brightened. Compared with the dark and long corridor, the environment here is really good.
Voldemort glanced across the ward, and saw two figures sitting on two single beds.
"Frank, Alice, your mother and children are here to see you."
Meliana said familiarly, and came to the bed and drew the curtains, "The sun has been shining for an hour, just take a break."
Mrs. Longbottom thanked her, then walked to her son's bedside and touched his face with her hand.
Neville, on the other hand, went straight to his mother, took her hand and sat down.
Voldemort looked at the two skinny figures quietly.
The man was sitting on the bed, muttering to himself without knowing what to say.
The woman looked at the clock hanging on the wall silently, and moved her fingers from time to time, at the same frequency as the second hand.
"Thank you, Melanie, we want to be alone with the baby," said Mrs. Longbottom.
"Of course, if there is anything, you can go to the corridor and call me."
Meliana smiled at everyone, then turned and left the room.
"Crack it."
The door was closed, and in the silent room, only the unknown whisper of Frank Longbottom remained.
(End of this chapter)
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