[HP] Destiny Thousand Years Later

Scrimgeour soon saw the so-called potions masters who came to help, not one, but two, both looked young, one of the wizards wrapped himself up tightly with only his eyes showing, and the other witch Seeing that she was extremely shy, and speaking in a soft voice, she handed over a list: "All of these are fine."

Scrimgeour looked down, there were several kinds of potions written on the list, with different effects, some were bitten by a werewolf and reversed assimilation on the day they were bitten, some could instantly suppress hemorrhage, and some even could simulate the breath of a dementor. , of course, this effect is indicated to be suitable for concealed escape when surrounded, but it is not recommended to use because of the side effects. There are also potions that can quickly dissolve bones and are suitable for dealing with various dead bodies, and some scent potions can keep ordinary beasts away, etc. , and correspondingly, there are all kinds of medicinal materials needed. Scrimgeour was shocked but also understood that if the wizard on duty brought a few bottles of this kind of thing with him and encountered something, it would be his life.

"We're at Hogwarts, so we'll just send you the materials and the list if you want anything." Sally continued to finish in a soft voice, and then left with her husband who didn't like to talk. The above potions were mainly made by Ciel. As for her Elise has promised to use the plants in the Lost Land to try to brew potions that heal the elves. The first choice for dispensing potions is naturally Hogwarts' cellar laboratory. The two of them are really not good at communicating with people. At that time, just ask for a room next to the cellar at two points and one line.

Scrimgeour looked at the closed door dumbly. What do you call these two?This really left after saying a few words, and there was no more than half a word. In desperation, I studied the list in my hand again. Like scent potions, which are suitable for large-scale use, the validity period is also limited. If they are mass-produced ...It's all money, he doesn't worry so much now, before there was a smear of darkness in front of him, but now there are people on the top, who are still able to bear it, so he naturally doesn't panic, and he has enough confidence to deal with anyone.

Thinking about it this way, Scrimgeour went to St. Mungo first. The dean of St. Mungo is an old Ravenclaw, and the two vice-principals are over 50 years old, one is Slytherin, and the other is Hufflepuff. Strange, Scrimgeour has always had a good impression of St. Mungo, and these three are also admirable wizards who specialize in medical treatment, so Scrimgeour cut straight to the point: "There is a curse-breaker who can cure all A seriously injured patient, but he does not want to make it public, I hope you can arrange it."

As soon as this was said, the three therapists all stared wide-eyed and looked at each other.

The old headmaster: "All of them?" Then without waiting for an answer, he asked: "How to treat it?" Ravenclaw's research nature was clearly exposed, and he wished that he could discuss it in front of him now.

The two vice-presidents were also very excited. They kept listing all kinds of wounded in St. Mungo's Severe Injury Department in their minds, those who sustained Cruciatus injuries, those who had mixed potion accidents, and those who were messed up, crazy or unconscious, so, All three pairs of eyes looked at Scrimgeour.

Scrimgeour: "..." Those who can work in St. Mungo's are all outstanding graduates from previous years, and their thirst for knowledge is simply amazing.

The old dean seemed to have only heard the second half of the minister's words, and he hesitated: "St. Mungo can arrange sick or slightly injured people to go home for recuperation, only keep severe patients, or close the door for a few days, but...the therapists can Do you want to stay?" The old dean who was obsessed with medicine did not want to let go of this opportunity, and wanted to benefit the therapists under him.In the magic world, potions are generally used for healing, and there are few serious ways to solve the curse. It is rare to have someone to learn from, so how can you miss it.

"...give me a list, and I'll ask." Finally Scrimgeour said.

When the list was handed over to Jelson, he couldn't help but smile. In the entire wizarding world, only St. Mungo's people are more pure-hearted. Originally, he planned to make a quick decision. Ordinary manipulative therapy, after all, he is very good at healing, and he knows not only his own magic, but also the restrictions on black magic in the British magic world, in fact, St. Mungo basically has no particularly troublesome patients, even a black witchcraft There is no harm. It can only be said that the therapists' lack of vision limits their understanding of the healing process.In any case, in his opinion, these therapists are not like Abu or Tom, who have no talent in treatment and will only go to extremes.

A name was drawn across his fingertips suddenly, Bill Weasley...Jelson was startled slightly, and sighed in his heart, he had never cared about his descendants, and he felt a little guilty when his feelings came back: "If there is something If you want to ask a question, let them sort it out..."

Two days later, St. Mungo's.

The three principals acted resolutely and cleared the venue very quickly. At the same time, they notified the therapist about the matter and strictly explained the confidentiality related matters. Almost all those who can work in St. Mungo's are neutral and do not involve political affairs. Suspicion and half-shock, but they all nodded calmly and decently, and then Bill Weasley was arranged to stand next to the old headmaster with a dazed expression. He used to work in Egypt as a spellbreaker for Gringotts, and later the Dark Lord He didn't come back until his comeback, and because of St. Mungo's lack of people, he temporarily worked here. He was a complete newcomer.The old dean didn't understand either, but Scrimgeour mentioned something, and he followed suit.

Soon, the old dean understood that the male wizard brought in by Scrimgeour, with red hair like fire, was not from the Weasley family. He didn't care about it, and went over excitedly to shake hands. It's an academic question right from the start.

Bill was even more confused: "You..."

"Jelson Weasley, he's a relative, but he's a little far away." Jelson greeted him kindly, and didn't waste any time. He started to treat the first patient, and solved the curse at the same time. With the addition of explanations, it turned into an on-site teaching.At the beginning, the therapists were a little cautious, but then Minister Scrimgeour was directly squeezed to the outside. According to the words of the old dean, it is a waste of a good position for people who don't understand to stand in the front.

Even during the war, St. Mungo's interior is almost a place where there are almost no school factions, so no matter which school therapists are from, they all listen to it with gusto. The spell-breaking technique is almost a blank field, so that the more they listen, the more excited they become. , almost eager to try.

In theory, it also needs constant practice. Naturally, Jelson didn't let these therapists do it. He just slowed down the technique for the whole day and healed one by one. He didn't forget to add a sleeping spell to avoid trouble, and finally went to the rest of the therapists. In the living room, the basic introduction to the spell-breaking technique was directly engraved on the four white walls. By the way, it was provided with a tutorial on how to use the spell-breaking technique to treat minor illnesses and injuries. I suggest that if they are interested, they can replace it with potions next time. The way to practice hands.

Scrimgeour looked blankly at a few therapists who seemed to want to experiment on himself, and then watched a group of people asking questions around Mr. Weasley, without any intention of letting the other party go. What... Okay, Scrimgeour was a little worried that Mr. Weasley would be angry. After all, the Slytherin who could make Tom Riddle obedient would never be an ordinary character. He looked around and pulled the deputy head of Slytherin aside: "It's late, let them go."

The deputy dean was a little hesitant. He could see that the minister's face was not good, but he was also a little bit reluctant. Everyone was discussing it.

Scrimgeour had no choice but to lower his voice: "He graduated from Slytherin College." He knew that the therapists were so open to a foreign spellbreaker not only because of his profound knowledge, but also because they thought that this and Wei The Sly family has a temperament all the way, and they gritted their teeth and emphasized: "I can't control him, I'm in his control, understand?" I couldn't help but complain in my heart. Hide as far as you can.

The deputy dean was stunned, he was not stupid, he heard the deep meaning, this Mr. Weasley is not a pure academic, this is a big man involved in the political situation, Merlin, how could there be a Slytherin in the Weasley family , he sweated coldly after realizing it, and hurried to the dean to persuade him with nice words, and the dean reluctantly called everyone to leave.

At this moment, Bill came back to his senses. There are a lot of messy relatives in his family. It’s not surprising that some of them don’t know each other. He has always been enthusiastic and leaned forward, with cool attributes: “You are amazing, why don’t you go? Have a meal at my house?"

Jelson looked at the small fan on the young man's earrings swinging back and forth: "...It's not very good."

"Christmas, what's wrong with relatives having a meal together." Bill grinned.

"I still have something to do." Jason politely refused.

Bill didn't force himself when he saw this, and glanced at Scrimgeour: "Then go out together? I'm off work too." He wanted to chat with Jason and immediately followed.

As soon as he left St. Mungo's, he saw a beautiful girl waiting at the door. The girl had long silver hair and blue eyes. Jelson could tell at a glance that the girl had Veela blood.

"Scared me to death, why don't you give a letter when you work overtime." The beautiful girl said coquettishly to Bill, half-complaining.

"Temporary assignment." Bill hurriedly stepped forward to hug the girl before introducing to Jason: "My girlfriend Fleur." He is seven years older than his girlfriend, so it is inevitable that he will be spoiled in manner.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jelson suddenly smiled, nodded at the two of them, and left with Scrimgeour.

Malfoy Manor, bedroom.

Jelson returned home and continued to look through the various files sent by the Ministry of Magic. There was something suspicious. He asked Abraxas to check it out early in the morning. The latter hasn't returned yet. He mainly checks The Muggle side first, because Professor Gryffindor must be looking for it in the wizarding world.

After distinguishing carefully, he put aside several suspicious files separately. If he didn’t let go of any suspicious files, it would take a long time to check. Jelson sighed, took a short rest, and organized his thoughts again. Leo’s biography I believe that the group of elves in the Lost Land has temporarily stabilized, but they have to continue to take care of them. Avra ​​senses the approximate location of the same kind with elf magic, and directs Elise and Allen to set off to search for other elves in distress.

Thinking that Tom was going to Hogwarts to negotiate with Principal Dumbledore, Jelson thought for a moment, and sent a letter to Leo. He didn't say anything, but reminded the other party that Tom Riddle was a descendant of his own uncle.In this way, his own disciples should have no problem.

Jelson couldn't help but feel that he became more and more worried after being emotionally rich. He rubbed his temples. He lowered his head and continued to analyze the files. Unknowingly, it was late at night, but Abu hadn't come back yet. He was not used to sleeping alone, so he went to bed after washing Dozing off, all kinds of thoughts are flying around.

Abraxas didn't come back until midnight, and Jelson woke up as soon as he went to bed.

"I didn't find it." Abraxas said quickly, "Did it wake you up?" He looked at the pile of things on the table again, and added, "Don't worry, look for it slowly." He is also used to comforting him from time to time. A few words from Jason.

Jerson looked sideways at Abraxas.

Abraxas wondered: "What's wrong?"

Jason brushed up a strand of his lover's hair: "Today I saw a wizard with Veela bloodlines, not as good-looking as you." After a pause: "Then I wanted to come back to see you, you were not here... just suddenly missed you so much .”

As soon as these words came out, Abraxas blushed.

Busy with the teacher, he always thinks of that crystal ball, and he seems to seldom talk about love. Thinking of this, Jason turns over and kisses and whispers: "You look so good when you blush..."

"The sound is also nice..."

"Everywhere is beautiful..."

"...I really love you..."

Abraxas couldn't stand his lover's uncharacteristically intimate and non-stop talking, and the heat on his face was getting bigger and bigger, but his lover was still kissing him and sighing: "I can't sleep, accompany me?"

It turned out that he really didn't sleep all night, and drank some refreshing potion the next day so that he didn't delay the business.

Lucius finally knew what his beautiful father looked like when he was very happy, not just glowing, the smile in his eyebrows could not be hidden at all, it was so bright and flamboyant, rippling with endless charm, and if he looked at his father Over there, she became ten years younger in an instant.

No wonder Narcissa took Draco to help in the Forbidden Forest early in the morning. As for him, Scrimgeour just invited him to visit some Slytherin families. He looked down, went back to his room and changed into a very bright robe before going out. People in the Malfoy family don't have to pretend to be old, the younger and brighter the better.

The content of the Daily Prophet following Christmas can be described as exciting. First, St. Mungo went to a mysterious curse-breaker to cure everyone overnight, and then the heads of the Slytherin families jointly raised funds for development. And the production of potions and various magical supplies against dark magical creatures. In addition, Tom Riddle, Scrimgeour, and Principal Dumbledore had a friendly tripartite meeting to establish a patrol station near the dark world and jointly be responsible for the patrol at the entrance of the dark world. And preventive work, and even said that the wave of black wizards of the Death Eaters directly assumed the most dangerous area closest to the entrance of the cave.

For a time, Slytherin's reputation soared, with various discussions and doubters, but Dumbledore actively dealt with it, and clearly expressed his sincerity and cooperation with Slytherin. Sincere thanks.

This is the appearance. As for the inside, several important positions in the Ministry of Magic have changed. Slytherin has more power to speak. Potions are given priority to the Death Eaters. Slytherin is the captain of each patrol team. And Justin stayed at the site to coordinate the relationship between the patrol teams.

Justin's position was requested by himself, and he said to Principal Dumbledore very lightly: "Don't worry, old man, I have killed countless people in my life, but I have never killed a wizard." .

Headmaster Dumbledore was completely speechless. As for Tom, he was very anxious about his lunatic's self-assessment. In addition, the lunatic has a temperament that likes to act like a monster. No matter how angry he was, he had to stay there to take care of him. Such a powerful The fighting power reassured the people a bit, and before Christmas was over, the street was noisy again.

The author has something to say: Weasley seems to be particularly attracted to Veela, haha, I especially like Bill, smart and cool, the almighty eldest brother of the Weasley family.