witch mary bennet

Before dark, the father and son of the Windermere family finally brought back good news.

A classmate of the Windermere couple is now sitting in the chief secretary of the Black Duke's mansion. With his recommendation, Mr. Windermere was able to meet the Duke. When they arrived, the Black Duke was asking about this matter.

His Excellency has a good memory, remembering Sir Thomas Knight of Chestershire, who was the grandfather of Phibbos and Baldur.Hearing that the injured person was the heir of the Knight family and was wounded by black magic, the Duke was also furious. Now that the murderer had been captured, he ordered the guards to take the murderer into the dungeon of the Duke's mansion, and immediately report the murderer to all witnesses present. The testimony began the trial.

"The duke also said that the murderer's charges are obvious, so as long as he is asked about his motives for harming Baldr, he will be convicted," Mr. Windermere's tone became lighter, "let this evil person in Azkaban Live the rest of your life."

Mary didn't know if this meant that the attack on Baldr had nothing to do with the Black Duke, but since Mr. Windermere said it was good news, it must have been.Not long after, that Mr. William Hamilton also came, bringing a more certain news.

"My lord duke added another order. He sent a team of guards to track down the murderer's family background. His lord duke thinks that he needs to find out where he learned black magic, so as to prevent these evil spells from spreading."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the focus returned to the poor wounded, "Are you going to try to wake up Badr tonight?" Mr. Hamilton asked Mary, "Will he be able to wake up?"

Mary put it mildly, "If Mr. Knight felt he still needed to rest, he might not wake up so soon."

"Then I'll wait for a while," Mr. Hamilton said again, and then he turned to Mr. Windermere. "It's fine if I stay here. Please Mrs. Windermere and Miss Windermere go back to rest earlier."

Mrs. Windermere declined almost immediately, and Mary hastily interjected, "St. Mungo's therapists also refuse visits from patients' relatives and friends at the beginning of treatment, so none of you can stay in the ward."

In the end it was Mr. Windermere who made the decision. He invited Mr. Hamilton to Diagon Alley for a simple dinner, and they would come back to visit the wounded when eight o'clock came.

After the group of people walked away, Charlie Dawn would definitely sigh "It's finally quiet". I just sat in the corner of the room reading a book, but stood up and moved around while being fed the blood-boosting agent.

"Let's go to eat first." He walked to the hospital bed and tried the wounded man's breath. "Mary, you can rest assured that this guy's breathing is quite stable."

In fact, Mary was still worried, and checked Badr's temperature again, before asking Shuya to take good care of him.

On the way, Charlie Dawn smiled and said, "Mary, I don't think it's suitable for you to be treated by Mr. Knight. He is your friend. You worry about him because of this. The one who fears the head and the tail."

"When this guy is cured," he said again, "I will submit a proposal to Dean Michel, and no therapist who has relatives and friends with the patient can be the main therapist or special care for this patient."

"Oh, Charlie," Mary had to argue, "Is there nothing wrong with specialized care? After all, you, the main therapist, are here to guide me, so I shouldn't make any mistakes."

The two quickly finished their dinner. According to Charlie Dawn, since there is still work to do at night, they should finish it as soon as possible. Of course, this is also what Mary hopes. She believes Mr. Dresden's statement. After Bader woke up , maybe recover a little faster.

"Mary, bring the bottle of strong inducer first, put it under the wounded man's nose and let him smell it," Charlie Dawn quickly ordered, "But you have to be careful not to inhale it, the smell of the potion is not good .”

The potion let Bader smell it for nearly 10 minutes. Even though Mary tried her best to keep herself away from the small medicine bottle, she still smelled an indescribable smell, so Charlie Dawn asked her to put the potion away, "Wait About half an hour, if he still doesn't respond, he will be given a compulsory sobriety potion."

Mary originally had great hopes for the compulsory waking potion, but the potion was obviously not as effective as she imagined. After drinking the potion for more than an hour, she had already started to persuade the Windermere family to go home first. The wounded on board still did not wake up.

William Hamilton did not return with the Windermeres. He went to the Black Duke's mansion again to inquire about the trial of the murderer, and soon came back with bad news.

"The murderer's memory has been tampered with with a very clever spell," he said with an extremely solemn expression, "even after taking Veritaserum, he still couldn't say anything except that he knew he had to kill Baldr Knight Useful information, His Excellency the Duke has sent someone to ask everyone who knows the murderer again. I think the hope in this regard is extremely slim. I think that if Badr can wake up, he might know how he became enmity with this guy. "

But Bader still didn't wake up. St. Mungo's Hospital did not allow patients' relatives and friends to stay overnight in the hospital. Therefore, at ten o'clock, all the visitors left very disappointed, and Charlie Dawn said to Mary that he could stay in the hospital. Stay with her in the ward in case something happens to the wounded at night.

"It's not necessary," insisted Mary, "I have two house-elves with me, and besides, there is only one bed outside, and I want to sleep a while."

"Then I'll stay in the consulting room," Charlie Dawn said again, and before Mary refused, he took the book and left, and when he walked to the door, he turned his face away again, "If there is anything, let Shuya go call me."

The intensive care unit seemed to be quiet all of a sudden. Mary was sitting on a chair not far from the hospital bed, and Shuya was sitting on the ground beside her feet. For one minute, she was almost thinking that maybe Bader would wake up in the next minute.

Mary fell asleep in this way, she seemed to be in a deep sleep, and then, at a certain moment, woke up suddenly.

She jumped up all of a sudden, only to realize that a candle near the hospital bed had already been extinguished, so she hurriedly took the candlestick from the corner cabinet, and then went to check on the wounded on the bed.

Mary was startled by the sudden appearance of Baldur Knight's blue eyes in this way, as if he had opened them suddenly, and as if he had been awake all the time.

"Mr. Knight?" Mary touched his forehead lightly. "Are you awake?"

His lips seemed to move, but he didn't make any sound, but Mary had discovered something new. His forehead was very hot, and he really had a fever.

Mary revived immediately. "Shuya," she called the house-elf, "go get some warm water, Mr. Knight is awake."

Bader was already trying to move his body, but a slight movement caused his entire face to contort in pain. Mary hurriedly held him down, "Don't move," she said softly, "You must not know How badly I was hurt."

Mary gently lifted the quilt covering the wounded, and there were fresh bloodstains on the white taffeta bandages, "Mr. Knight, you have been affected by black magic, and the wound on your back will not heal quickly. , has been bleeding," she described his injury as concisely as possible, "and I just found out that you have a fever, you drink some warm water first, and I will give you anti-fever medicine later, and in half an hour, you still have a fever." Drink the blood-boosting potion."

Warm water had already been brought in, and Mary squatted in front of Bader's hospital bed with a cup, trying to make her tone a little lighter, "Mr. Knight, drink water first, you must be extremely thirsty, the injured need to drink more water. "

She spoon-feeds him water, since he's awake, and the method of pouring medicine with a spell is obviously not suitable.After feeding with a glass of water for nearly 10 minutes, she saw that his lips were split, so she wrung out another wet towel and wiped his entire face.

As soon as she turned away, Baldur Knight cleared his throat, and when Mary looked at him again, there was even an expression of pain on his face.

"Don't move anymore," Mary said a little unhappy, "Mr. Knight, every time you move, the wound may open and continue to bleed."

"Mary," although his voice was very soft and hoarse, he suddenly asked her, "Why are you?"

"You're at St. Mungo's," Mary smiled. "I've been assigned to be your special nurse, to take care of you until you recover and leave the hospital."

"Get a house-elf," he added.

Mary was stunned. She couldn't figure out the intention of his request, so she immediately decided to muddle through. "It's my job to take care of you," she answered, "and it won't be a house-elf."

Baldur Knight was silent, and Mary fed him the blood-boosting potion to drink, seeing that the time was almost up.The blood-generating potion smelled bad, so she asked Shuya to bring the water again.

This time, he drank two sips of water, but stopped drinking, so Mary had to persuade him, "Mr. Knight, you have a fever, drink more water."

After drinking the glass of water, Mary looked at the clock on the wall, and it was only 02:30, so she asked him to sleep for a while, sleep is also helpful for reducing fever.

"Mary, tell me what happened." Even though his voice was weak, Mary could still hear that he was speaking in a commanding tone.

Of course, there was no need to argue with the wounded. Mary told Bader everything she knew about the day. He listened carefully, and when she finished speaking, he seemed to want to explain.

"I just remember the pain in my back," he said. "I don't even know who the killer was."

Mary's heart sank to the bottom, and she still remembered the name of the murderer that Mr. Hamilton had said, so she hurriedly told him.

"I've never known anyone with that name," he lowered his eyes, "and, among the assistants brought by the opponent to the duel, I don't know anyone."

"Mary," Buddle Knight looked at her suddenly again, "do you have any painkillers?"

Mary stood up suddenly from her chair, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Knight, I forgot, your wound must be very painful."

"It doesn't hurt as much as you think," he replied, "but at least you'll need some sleeping potions if you think I should be asleep."

"I shouldn't have talked to you for so long," Mary frowned again. "You need to rest."

She quickly found painkillers and sleeping pills, and she wanted to feed him and drink them all.

"Just drink the sleeping potion." He moved his neck slightly and looked at her. "Anyway, you won't feel pain when you fall asleep."

Mary also heard that the ingredients of the painkiller and the sleeping potion were similar, so she gave him the sleeping potion first.

After drinking the potion, he asked her again, "Mary, am I seriously injured?"

"Of course not," said Mary hastily, she was the best at comforting the sick, "you will recover within a month."

Badr Knight said nothing more, and Mary brought him another soft pillow, and he buried his face in it, and after a while the sleeping potion took effect.