Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Cyril never expected to run into "acquaintances" other than colleagues in the hospital on the first day back to work in St. Mungo's.

On the way to deliver samples to the Laboratory Department, Cyril happened to run into Neville's grandmother, an old lady wandering anxiously in the corridor on crutches.He and this old woman had met in Dumbledore's headmaster's office before, and at this moment the old woman saw Cyril and immediately grabbed his hand.

"Mr. McLean! I'm Neville Longbottom's grandmother."

"Hello, ma'am." Cyril nodded politely.

The old woman seemed very anxious, and she spoke quickly, even holding Cyril's hand with great strength: "Excuse me, have you seen Neville? Just now he came out of the ward and said to go to the bathroom, now we I'm going home, but I can't find him!"

Cyril thought of the Longbottom couple in the ward on the other side of the corridor, so he understood, and said comfortingly: "I'll go to the men's room to take a look, please don't worry."

"please!"

Unexpectedly and expectedly, there was no Neville in the men's room.

"Recall again, as far as I know Mr. Longbottom, he is not a person who can run around. Did he meet any acquaintances or something?"

Cyril arranged Neville's grandmother on a chair in the office of the inpatient department, poured her a cup of black tea, and told her not to worry.

"He will never leave without authorization, the door key to go home is still in my hand..." the old woman said while holding black tea while thinking.

"Well, I'll go to the service hall on the first floor to announce a missing person announcement, please don't worry."

"Excuse me."

——— "Mr. Neville Longbottom, please hurry to the information desk in the hall on the first floor after hearing the broadcast, thank you."

——— "Mr. Neville Longbottom, please come to the information desk in the hall on the first floor as soon as you hear the broadcast, thank you."

……

After 10 minutes, the radio was still broadcasting the missing persons notice in a loop, but there was still no news.

Cyril remembered something, suddenly stood up and said to Neville's grandmother: "I suggest you contact Auror and Principal Dumbledore!"

The Aurors came very quickly, and they were two young people that Cyril had never seen before, a man and a woman, who seemed to be full of "youthful vigor" from head to toe.

The female Auror has prickly short hair, which is dazzling violet. It can be seen that she is trying to maintain a serious state, taking notes seriously with a notebook.

"Is it confirmed that he is missing? Will he go home early? Is there anyone else at home?"

Old Mrs. Longbottom had to explain it again.

"It seems that we need to use some special spells. Do you have any of his supplies? Or the ones he used... It would be best if you have hair."

The old lady began to rummage through her crocodile leather bag.

"Is there a handkerchief for wiping his sweat today?"

"Talk is better than nothing, let me try..."

"Tonks, I think it's better for me..." The male partner next to the female Auror stopped her very worriedly.

The female Auror named Tonks held the wand in her hand and looked very determined: "No, no, no, I have to succeed alone, otherwise this year's assessment will be over."

Then Tonks almost caused a small explosion in full view of everyone, destroying the only handkerchief.

"Ops! I'm sorry, you should come...Mike."

Tonks Auror shrank his neck and handed the handkerchief to his partner. What was amazing was that her hair changed quickly after she handed out the handkerchief—the pretty violet turned into a melancholy dark blue She is white and has slanted bangs that can cover her eyes.

"..."

Cyril somewhat understands why this seemingly reckless lady can become an Auror——a natural-born Transformation Magus, just for this talent, the Auror Director has to accept her.

The Pointing Charm showed that Neville was still in the hospital, just not on this floor.

At this time, a three-dimensional map appeared out of thin air, and when Cyril looked up, he saw Principal Dumbledore and Severus who was supposed to be resting at home.The three-dimensional map was officially created by Severus.

There was no time to exchange pleasantries, and Cyril continued to observe the map. As a doctor in St. Mungo's Hospital, he took the initiative to take on the important task of reading the map. After all, no one in this group knew this place better than him.

Cyril looked at a conspicuous red dot on the three-dimensional map of the hospital, and felt something was wrong.

"This seems to be in...our laboratory?!"

Cyril got up suddenly, and led a group of people to his magic potion research and development laboratory.

It was noon, and half of the people in the laboratory had gone out to eat. Recently, the experimental tasks were not heavy, so most of them chose to go directly downstairs to the cafeteria to eat.Only the two assistants watched with surprise as Cyril walked in with a group of people.

"Mr. McLean." The two greeted him suspiciously.

After Cyril came back, he had been promoted to one of the directors of the laboratory because of his rotation and the second-class Merlin Medal. Now he has the highest status in the entire laboratory except for old Pete.But because Old Pete is no longer engaged in scientific research, in reality, he is mainly in charge of the entire laboratory.

By the way, for Cyril, the biggest feeling of being in charge is that he has an independent office, panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, a connected lounge and a small refrigerator.

Cyril nodded hurriedly and walked past, pointing to one of the closed doors and asked, "Who is in the third closed laboratory?"

"Oh, it's Lucy. She's back today."

Cyril frowned, and suddenly remembered Lucy's abnormal appearance a few months ago, and felt that the situation was not good.He said to his two assistants, "You two go out now, and lock it. The Aurors are going to do a routine check."

"Okay." The two assistants hurried out, leaving the entire office of the R&D department to everyone.

"Can't open it." Tonks went to twist the door and found that it was locked, and the spell was useless.

Cyril rummaged through the spells in his universe bag, and said, "The door of the laboratory is protected from spell interference, so let's try physical blasting directly! I think this Lucy is very problematic."

"What is physical blasting?" Tonks looked at his partner in confusion.

The partner bounces back with a bewildered look.

Snape clearly reached out his hand to maintain order: "This lady, please stand back, and you too."

Cyril squeezed out a middle-level thunderbolt from the bag, pinched the spell, and threw the spell out.

The spell was automatic without wind, and stuck itself tightly to the door of the laboratory.It happened in an instant, and many people didn't see clearly what happened. A hole was blasted out of the ten-centimeter-thick door of the laboratory in front of them.All the magic lines and spell protection on the door were destroyed, and the door was easily opened.

Everyone: "..."

It was indeed Lucy and the missing Neville.Lucy used the Portkey the moment Cyril broke the door, but the Aurors couldn't stop her, and she disappeared as a distorted afterimage in front of everyone.Neville lay unconscious on his side.

Cyril went to check Neville's condition first, and found that he was just stunned by the spell, and there was still an unhealed wound on his arm.

Checking the charms showed that the wound was not infected with another virus or indeterminate substance, so there was only one possibility.

"Lucy seems to have stolen Neville's blood." Cyril said meaningfully to Dumbledore.

"Ah." The old man said inexplicably.

"Oh! So what did that crazy woman do?! Is my Neville all right!"

Seeing that Cyril had finished checking, Neville's grandmother swooped over and hugged her precious grandson, stroking his face with her skinny hands.Maybe she usually seems to be very strict and unsmiling to her grandson, but Neville has no parental education and care since he was a child, and his personality is weak. If she doesn't take on the responsibility of being a parent, he doesn't know what the child will grow up to be.But no matter what the reality is, Neville is his blood relative after all. As the only child left by his son, the old man only loves him more and more in his heart.

Cyril patted the old woman's shoulder, comforted her and said, "Neville is fine, he will wake up in a while. He just had some blood taken from him. Now I suggest taking him to the ward for observation for an afternoon, you Let's take a good rest, don't you think?"

The old woman stared at her grandson intently, and murmured: "I'll follow the doctor's arrangement..."

On the other side, Tonks and her partner took out the detection equipment they carried after Lucy escaped—it looked like a cauldron lid for a Muggle watching satellite TV.

As soon as the "big pot cover" was installed and placed on the ground, it began to rotate spontaneously at various angles, and the "didi" alarm sounded from time to time.Half a minute later, the pot lid stopped in the direction where Lucy disappeared just now, and then made a sharp buzzing sound.

"The unregistered and illegal door key, the single-use permission, has been destroyed on the ground." Tonks said with some regret.

Her partner looked at the pocket watch in her hand and continued to add: "It takes 4 minutes, and the visual travel distance will not exceed the range of the UK."

Tonks cast his eyes on Cyril, and said politely: "It sounds like you should know this woman, can you give me some information about her?"

……

After Neville was settled, Headmaster Dumbledore left.Cyril took the two Aurors to the office to take notes.

"...from the United States, she actually behaved abnormally last month, she was in a trance, and her condition didn't look good... But I didn't pay too much attention to these, I've been very busy recently, and the job rotation took me a long time I haven't seen her in time..."

Cyril brought milk tea to the two with a very good attitude, let them sit on the leather sofa in his office, and moved an office chair to sit opposite them.

Tonks' hair has returned to a bubblegum-like pink, and the fur on both sides of her cheeks is raised outwards, looking very playful. She is holding a milk tea cup with one hand, while the other hand is holding a quill and placing it casually on her Records are made in the notebook on the lap.

"Yes, yes, you are indeed very busy. I read your report, um, we were in charge of security on the day of the award ceremony of the Order of Merlin. Speaking of which, I wish you a happy wedding..."

"Cough cough."

Tonks' partner coughed in embarrassment to remind him that the case was too urgent just now, and now the suspect obviously won't be able to catch him for a while, so Tonks couldn't help but open up the chatter box, faintly feeling a little nympho.

"Ah! It's really hard work for you. The smooth progress of the ceremony that day is thanks to your efforts. Come and taste the snacks I brought from my hometown! It's just time for dinner, and I guess you haven't had time to eat."

Cyril gently reached out and summoned the snack box she put in the office.

"No, no, no."—Tonks' partner.

"Oh! Thank you so much! What is this?" Tonks covered his face in excitement.

After seeing off the two of them, Snape came out of the lounge.

Cyril and Snape exchanged a brief peck: "What were you doing?"

Snape put one arm around Cyril's waist, and said softly, "Sit and rest inside, I don't want to disturb the discussion between Dr. McLean and the beautiful Auror."

"Don't be jealous, sir, you know that I'm just casually inquiring about the latest developments of the Ministry of Magic."

Snape grumbled and complained: "But you should also pay attention to restraining your charm."

What Snape didn't say was that since the two of them were completely together, Cyril had a hazy, half-baked aura besides youthfulness, which made him look contradictory and charming, and his every move had a kind of originality. Grown-up style.Snape had never thought that coquettishness would go with men before, but Cyril certainly did.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Let's go, I'll take you to the canteen of our hospital. You must know that there are a lot of little girls in our hospital who are very obsessed. I have to take an oath of ownership."

Cyril tidied up the things on the table and walked out with the wizard beside him.

"...ownership?" The wizard raised his eyebrows.

"Like this."

The little white fox stood on tiptoe, nimbly unbuttoned a button on the other's neckline with his fingers, and sucked hard on the collarbone.

——— "The head of the magic potion research and development laboratory, the hot young talent Dr. Cyril McLean brought his partner to St. Mungo's canteen!"

St. Mungo's little nurse and little doctor went around telling everyone.

When the two of them appeared in the salad area, Snape, who was holding a plate, deeply experienced what it was like to be a panda.

Feng Shui took turns, the panda who was surrounded by Wolong Reserve in Sichuan at that time, and Snape who was surrounded by St. Mungo's canteen at this time.

Snape stretched the salad clip towards the little tomato, and he faintly heard voices whispering around him: "It turns out that Mr. Snape likes to eat tomatoes. He looks handsomer and younger than the photo...Tomatoes are beauty. There is nothing wrong with beauty..."

So the wizard had to twitch the corners of his eyes and turned the clamp to pick up a handful of bitter chrysanthemum leaves.

Buzzing voice: "Bitter chrysanthemum leaves are indeed good for the body...Merlin First Class Medal...Is he angry?"

"Come on dear, I'll bring you a spoonful of the vinaigrette prepared by our chef here, it tastes so good!" Cyril appeared next to Snape without knowing it, and poured bitter chrysanthemum leaves on him. Spoon of vinegar.

Snape, who was too late to stop: "..."

The buzzing became louder in the next second: "Wow! Dr. McLean takes good care of his partner, it turns out that potions masters like to be jealous..."

...he just knew...

Potions masters are jealous... huh.

"Just get used to it, they're really cute, and they adore you very much." Cyril helped Snape with some tuna in a natural manner.

"...I always thought your hospital was quite busy, but now it seems that everyone's mental state is quite active..." Snape said dryly.

"Actually, you are usually half-dead. You are here today as a benefit to St. Mungo! Of course, you are mainly for my benefit!" Cyril smiled and bumped the wizard's arm with his elbow.