The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Nice job"!

Scrimgeour snorted after seeing Zhang Qi threw the mouse into the cage perfectly, and then hurried over to verify whether the cage was really strong.

"This, this is"...

The three little ones in the room were terrified by the battle, especially Ron.

But just as he saw Scrimgeour, Ron took a very decisive step back and did not move forward.

Arthur often told his children about what he saw at the Ministry of Magic, so all the Weasley children had a very deep impression of Scrimgeour.

He was the second-largest Auror after Moody, and now the Attorney General of the Ministry of Magic, and was absolutely impartial.

Seeing that the boss was so flustered, Ron didn't dare to say anything, just stared at his mouse eagerly.

"The original form".

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the rat in the cage with a serious face.

Under the stunned gazes of everyone, the mouse bulged as if it was inflated, and then continued to expand and deform, and finally turned into a short man.

This person seems to have been pretending to be a mouse for too long. At this time, Zhang Qi felt that his movement habits were more inclined to rodents, rather than normal humans.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with Sirius' testimony, and there are indeed some hidden meanings in what happened back then."

Dumbledore's expression darkened visibly.

"Ah, my dear Headmaster Dumbledore, I finally meet you. For all these years, I have been in the form of a mouse to avoid being hunted down"...

"Shut your mouth for me"!

Zhang Qi picked up an electric baton that he didn't know when he took out from his pocket, and stabbed it hard according to Peter's waist.

In this era, most of the electric sticks are conductive DC sticks, and the power is still quite large.

Peter suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground, his limbs spasming non-stop.

"Don't worry, this thing can't be electrocuted to death."

Zhang Qi glanced at the group of Aurors who were looking at him, moved his shoulder joints, and then stabbed Peter in the leg again.

"It's still not honest, is it? I'll electrocute you"!

"Cough, cough, that, Mr. Zirol, the suspect has lost the ability to move freely, you should not continue to subdue him, so as not to take responsibility"...

Fudge reminded politely in a very euphemistic tone.

"It's just that I think he is too cheap, and I think some classmates will definitely leave a big psychological shadow"...

Zhang Qi turned around, gave Ron a sympathetic look, and then added:

"Don't keep thinking that you will vomit after sleeping with a greasy middle-aged man for five years."

"Wow"!

After Ron heard this sentence, his originally stiff face began to move slowly, and then he vomited.

"poor child"……

There was also a trace of sympathy on Fudge's face.

After all, sleeping with an old man in your arms...

Really disgusting.

"Well, Headmaster Dumbledore, where is Assistant Umbridge who stayed with you for dinner? It's time for her to go home from get off work."

Fudge asked with a smile.

"Don't worry, Connelly, the assistant lady is safe now, and you can see her when you return to the lobby later."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Thank you then."

Fudge was very happy and evacuated with the people, and then took Umbridge, who had been cast a silent spell, in the auditorium by the way.

"You didn't break her spell."

Zhang Qi said to Dumbledore.

"I can't let the students always listen to some noise while eating, that will affect my appetite."

Dumbledore blinked playfully.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, this spell will be lifted by itself in two days."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders.

"How is Astoria? Is she awake"?

Zhang Qi tidied up his collar and asked.

"I haven't had time to see it yet, or let's go to the infirmary now."

Dumbledore and Zhang Qi walked down the stairs together and walked towards the infirmary.

"Hello Poppy, how are the two children?"

Dumbledore pushed open the door of the infirmary.

"Professor Dumbledore! Please come and do me a favor, please quiet her down"!

Madam Pomfrey was pressing down on Astoria, who was twitching, and Snape was sweating profusely. slanted lips.

"In the end what happened"?

Zhang Qi was startled when he saw this scene, and quickly ran towards the hospital bed.

"The patient's body temperature is terrifyingly high, and we have to find some way to lower her body temperature"!

Madam Pomfrey and Snape's palms were filled with magic power to isolate the temperature at this time, otherwise they would probably be burned.

"This temperature is too high, have you taken a cooling agent orally?"

Zhang Qi put his hand on the girl's forehead and immediately felt that hot feeling.

"I am taking it, but the effect is not particularly good. The body temperature just dropped a little and then it burned up again"!

Snape said calmly.

"What happened to her hand"?

Dumbledore solemnly pointed at Astoria's left hand, which was exposed outside the quilt.

"When did these scales grow"?

Madam Pomfrey lowered her head and looked at the girl's fingernails, which began to gradually become pointed and curved, with a horrified expression on her face.

"Professor Snape, I need your help now."

Zhang Qi also showed an anxious expression on his face at this time.

"what should I do"?

Snape immediately asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ look at this".

Zhang Qi picked up a knife that was usually used to cut fruits for patients from the table next to him, and without hesitation, he slashed it according to Astoria's wrist.

Blood spurted out immediately, and then dripped dripping into a basin that was just kicked by Zhang Qi to the side of the bed.

"Look carefully at the wound."

Snape and Dumbledore looked at the wound on the girl's wrist at the same time.

The bleeding wound slowly started to stop bleeding, and then healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye of the two of them.

The scab fell off, leaving only a light white mark on the skin.

"The dragon blood content in Astoria has exceeded the standard. If you want to save her, you need to bleed, and then replenish with fresh healthy blood."

"Use your divine edge without shadow, or her wounds will always heal."

Zhang Qi took off his jacket and threw it on an empty bed next to him. Then he took out a syringe from his trousers pocket. Some kind of blood-red liquid was shining intoxicatingly in it.

"The blood type must be tested for blood delivery, and the nearest place where the blood type can be tested is a Muggle hospital, but if the blood type is not tested, it may be dangerous"!

Madam Pomfrey warned.

"Your medical knowledge is very broad, but Astoria, like me, has type AB blood, which can be transfused in an emergency."

"Please find a healthy hemp seed student, of course, it would be best if the blood type is ab."

Zhang Qi said with a solemn expression, and then inserted the syringe into Astoria's neck.