[Comprehensive] Sean

Wearing a black robe, Lucius stepped over the fireplace and came to the United States Ministry of Magic. He shook the ashes from his body, looked around, and walked towards Sean in surprise and joy.

"You don't have to come here in person." Lucius said respectfully.

"Anyway, I'm bored," Sean shrugged his shoulders. "I'm almost bored by avoiding those agents every day during this time, so I just came out to relax."

"Are they putting pressure on you?" Lucius frowned.

"It's not a big deal," Sean waved his hand, "Let's go, Tony has already contacted the hospital for us, I originally wanted to call the doctor to my house, but I don't know what's going on with your illness, so Let's go to the hospital and have a comprehensive examination. As for your fancy dress, you should change it."

Lucius looked at the robe on himself and nodded.

Lucius put on the casual clothes Sean bought for him, and tied up his long hair.

"Not bad, very handsome." Sean nodded in satisfaction, put his arm around Lucius' shoulders, and walked out the door.

Lucius froze for a moment, looked at the hand on his shoulder, and followed Sean into the car in silence.

"Don't be afraid for a while, you can do whatever I tell you to do."

Lucius nodded with a smile, complete trust in his eyes.

Sean flipped through Lucius' case, the expression on his face was not pretty.

Lucius had an expected expression, and comforted Sean in turn: "It's just a genetic disease, I've already prepared for it, and the only concern now is that Draco will have the same disease. "

"You know you have such a genetic disease, why didn't you make a plan earlier? With the power of your Malfoy family, can't you find a good doctor?"

Lucius smiled wryly and said: "The number of wizards who are doctors is not as many as you think, and even fewer top doctors. The most powerful doctors I know are Mrs. Bobby from the Hogwarts Medical Wing, and the steadfast Dumbledore. Pai. I have also invested a lot of money, but it has no effect at all, and I have never heard of research on terminal diseases and innovation. After so many years, the wizarding world is like a pool of stagnant water."

Sean closed the case, "Probably because I live comfortably, and I don't want to see the outside world."

"That's the reason. The situation in the United States is much better than in the UK, but the wizards here seem to be desperately trying to integrate into the Muggle society. Almost no one really feels that the identity of a wizard is something to be proud of."

The attending doctor walked into the ward with a lot of information.Because he didn't know what aspect of Lucius' illness belonged to, Sean gathered elites from almost every field, and they held a meeting for nearly three hours on Lucius' physical examination before initially establishing the scope of the illness. .

After listening to the doctor's words, Sean asked, "Is there any treatment plan?"

"The specific treatment plan needs further discussion and testing, but Mr. Roll's disease is mainly due to the failure of various organs, and conservative drug treatment is estimated to be ineffective."

"What about surgery? Are you sure?"

The doctor shook his head, "Although the specific situation needs to be further analyzed, I personally don't like it. There is no precedent for this disease. We still don't know what the cause of organ failure is. If we don't solve the most fundamental The reason is that simply changing organs is useless.”

Sean thought about it carefully, "There is a precedent. Mr. Lu... Mr. Roll's father also suffered from a similar disease. It started with a cough, then his body weakened, and finally dense small red pox appeared on his skin."

"Are there specific case records?"

Sean looked at Lucius, who paused for a moment and nodded, "Yes, but it's not... this kind of case record."

The doctor didn't understand what Lucius said, but Sean did. The tools used by wizards and Muggle doctors are still different. Even if they brought the cases, it would be difficult for these doctors to understand.

Sean tapped his finger on the table, and said to the doctor: "You first make a medical plan for what you have at hand, and as for cases and the like, I'll figure out a way."

Sean sent Lucius to the gate of the United States Ministry of Magic before saying goodbye to him.Lucius bid him farewell with a smile, not looking worried about his condition at all.

"It'll be fine." Sean hugged him like Arris and patted his back gently.

Lucius hugged him back even harder, and buried his face into Sean's shoulder, "Teacher..." he said, "I... miss you so much."

Sean couldn't bear it, but let him go anyway.

"Help me take care of Draco." Lucius begged in his tone.

Sean wanted to continue to cheer him up, but he also knew that the current situation was not optimistic, so he could only nod heavily.After watching Lucius walk into the fireplace, he turned and left.

Voldemort had been standing beside his bed for a long time, Sean closed the book in his hand, looked at him helplessly, "What exactly do you want?"

Voldemort's eyes flicked around, but he remained silent.

Sean sighed, "Have you heard about Luke's condition?"

Voldemort nodded slightly.

"I'm afraid that I will think about Abu and your hidden medicinal herbs, so I hurried over here, right?"

Voldemort lowered his head.

"If you're really so idle, help me think about how to save people." Sean put it back on and rubbed his forehead.

Voldemort picked up the book that was set aside, and looked through it. It was the record of Abramovich's illness at the time, and there was a thick book of wizard medicine on the bedside table.

"Is there no way wizards can do anything about this condition?" Sean asked unwillingly.

Voldemort shook his head after reading about Abramovich's condition and the treatment methods used by the wizards at that time, "This kind of disease is very rare, and it is probably a genetic disease of the Malfoy family. Before the disease starts, no problems can be detected. Under such circumstances, even if someone wants to study this disease, there is no way to find a test product, and they can only rely on this record, even if they don’t understand medicine, they should know that this will not work at all.”

"I've read all the plans made by the Muggle doctors, and they are all too dangerous." Sean threw Voldemort a preliminary plan made by the medical team, "Replacing organs in it is like removing parts. It's also half-disabled. Now those agents are also nervous, obviously the world has been very peaceful recently, and they start to imagine when the next mutant uprising will be, and when the next alien invasion will be, are they tired? "

Sean understands the principle of taking precautions before they happen, and can understand the anxiety of the Muggles, but he is really tired of being used as a pawn to balance the power of the two parties.

"Perhaps... wizards and Muggles could work together to deal with Malfoy's condition."

"What did you say?"

Voldemort sat next to Sean and said: "Muggles are eager to make wizards into combat power. To put it bluntly, we still don't trust the current relationship between wizards and humans, and we don't want to hand over our combat power so quickly. reason."

After thinking about it for a while, Sean understood Voldemort's meaning, "That is to say, each takes a step back and cooperates in another aspect."

Voldemort nodded.

"It's not like Voldemort's idea, what if he has some kind of conspiracy?" Sirius said.

Dumbledore clasped his hands and put them on the table, "In any case, the advantages of this matter outweigh the disadvantages. The Muggles can't delay any longer, otherwise the weak trust will disappear in an instant. And , we now have more people to watch out for than Voldemort."

"Who?"

Dumbledore looked deeply at Sirius, "Harry."

Sirius heaved a long sigh, "Harry...you can't blame him, he can't figure out this kind of thing. Give me a chance, Dumbledore, I'll try to talk to him."

Dumbledore nodded and agreed, but then changed the subject and his tone became serious: "Sirius, you must keep Harry steady. No matter what method you use, you can tell him about the situation of the Potters. Don't let him Do the irreparable."

Sirius clenched his hands into fists, "Tell him about the Potters? I'm not sure, it might drive him crazy."

"There is no time for us to hesitate," Dumbledore sighed helplessly, "Our goal has never been to kill Voldemort, but to make peace. Countless friends died not for Voldemort, but for the day when wizards can be righteous To live brightly in this world, I have worked hard for too long, and I cannot fail at this moment."

Sirius nodded heavily.

Tony sat at the table with an uneasy expression, the knife in his hand scratched harshly on the plate.

Sean couldn't bear it and said, "Okay, let me tell you something, noise pollution is very inhumane."

"Why did Voldemort come to our house again? Where's your anti-apparition magic circle?"

"I'm a student in the sixth grade. How could the formation I set up be able to stop the Dark Lord?"

Tony put down the knife and fork in his hand, went to Sean's side, and asked, "How about I help too? What do you think of sprinkling salt and hanging garlic in the corner?"

"He's not a vampire..."

"That……"

Tony wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Sean: "Okay, you can save yourself, who is Voldemort? He's so ruthless that I'm afraid."

"I see you, an unscrupulous pervert, is going to follow behind his ass, so be anxious!" Tony said angrily, "Don't ask me to attend the ceremony when your family gets married, I'm heartbroken."

"Why did you go to get married?" Sean looked at him speechlessly: "Besides, the ceremony is just a formality. It's fine for a wizard to get married without a ceremony, as long as they don't form a contract."

"contract?"

"That's right," Sean said casually, "Contracts are divided into marriage contracts, vow contracts, master-servant contracts, and so on."

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and Steven walked in with some difficulty, holding on to his side. When he saw Sean and Tony, he showed a gentle smile: "You two are here."

"How about this mission?" Sean asked.

"It's going well," Steven replied, "I'll go back to the room first, you guys take your time."

"Yeah." Sean nodded.

After all, Tony was worried, and followed Steven into the room, "What's wrong with you? You look very bad, are you injured?"

"Small injury." Steven took off his shirt, and a thick bandage was wrapped around his side. "There was a little accident, but the wound has begun to heal now, and it will be enough to change the medicine in a while."

Tony helped Steven to sit down, his eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine." Steven leaned against the head of the bed and said with a smile.

Half an hour later, Sean held the tablet and pushed open the door of Steven's room: "Tony, help me to see this program..." The second half of the sentence was stuck in Sean's throat .

Tony and Steven looked back at Sean, Tony's hand was still on Steven's bare abs.

"I'll go!" Sean covered his eyes, and said angrily, "It's still daytime, and I'm still at home, can you two restrain yourself!? It's disgusting!"

Tony rolled his eyes, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Steven also said speechlessly: "Sean, Tony is just changing my medicine."

"Change the dressing?" Sean put down his hands, stepped forward, and asked, "Are you injured?"

"Small injury," Steven said.

Only then did Sean see the half-wrapped bandage on Steven's abdomen, and the blood-stained gauze on the ground that Tony had just replaced.

While wrapping the bandage, Tony said, "If you're really free, come and help me."

Sean's eyes kept staring at the blood on the gauze, and a feeling of nausea surged up his throat again. He retched, covered his mouth, and stumbled to the bathroom.

Tony and Steven froze in place, looking at each other.

Sean hugged the toilet, throwing up in the dark and feeling cold all over.After changing the bandages, Steven and Tony walked into the bathroom one after the other.

"What's wrong, do you want to see a doctor?"

Sean shook his head and said, "I recently...seemed to vomit when I saw something red and sticky."

"Speaking of which, he was a little strange when he saw the ketchup yesterday morning, but it wasn't as exaggerated as today." Steven said to Tony.

"You don't get bloodsick, do you?" Tony asked, "No, you didn't have such a problem before. When you were five or six years old, Thor's careless brother came to the earth to play wild and blow up New York. The chickens and dogs are jumping around, arms and legs are flying all over the street, and I haven't seen any reaction from you."

When Sean thought of the scene he had seen when he was a child, he felt even more uncomfortable, so he had to hug the toilet and continue to vomit.

Steven helped him get some toilet paper, and was about to pass it to him, but found that the skin on Sean's arm was somewhat transparent, and the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.

The author has something to say: This article is coming to an end here, and the rest is the old story of Ares in Gaunt Castle, and how to he with Voldemort, these two things have not been explained.

In fact, Voldemort is really difficult to write about. On the one hand, he is really black and hard to clean up like coal balls. On the other hand, this person's character is extreme.

Harry is actually a poor kid, I don't have the heart to insult him, and I won't let him end badly.

As for Ares, I have seen many people think that Ares is not like the Dark Lord. Compared with the other two, he is a partner of justice. I also wrote a paragraph to explain this person, but I don’t know why I have swallowed half of the matter, so I will say a few more words here.

Compared with the other two Dark Lords, Ares did not kill many people. This is also because he was not a treacherous person, but he killed his own blood relatives, and the Gaunt family was wiped out by him.In addition, I also mentioned the crisis experienced by the wizarding world many times through the mouth of Voldemort in the article.In real life, an economic crisis broke out around the world, mainly in the United States. People who paid a little attention should know how difficult life was at that time, and many people starved to death.And the experience crisis of the wizarding world was planned by him alone.Presumably the other two Dark Lords, Arris belonged to the type that did not fight with blood.More importantly, he has one more congenial lover than the other two, Abu.

If Abu hadn't been bound by the responsibilities of the Malfoy family, and hadn't died of an early illness, Lao Fu really didn't have any fun.

If readers don’t know much about some places, you can leave a message, I will be free from today, and I can reply one by one.

Finally, thank you all for not canceling this book for so long.