Hogwarts: I am the Wizard of Goblins

“...... Alright then!" the receptionist nodded, and then took out a registration form, "Please fill in your basic information on this form, because there are no other patients coming over today, so there is no need to queue, I will take you directly over later, today is the best doctor in our hospital!"

Then, after a while, the receptionist led Shane to a room in the innermost part of the pharmacy.

As soon as he opened the wooden door of the room, Shane smelled a puff of incense.

Glancing at the source of the scent, a gray-haired but energetic old man was sitting at a mahogany table, next to a lit incense burner with a faint smoke.

"Elder Jiang, a patient is coming!" the receptionist reminded by knocking lightly on the wooden door.

Immediately, the old man named Jiang Honggen opened his eyes, and at a glance he saw Xia En standing at the door, and he was immediately shocked, and the walnuts with the three little old men in his hands suddenly fell to the ground.

"Oh...... The old ancestor is above, don't be the old man, the limit is approaching!" Jiang Honggen immediately checked his pulse, and after a while of making sure that he was not a dead vein, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder Jiang, ...... patient" The receptionist stepped forward with a puzzled look on his face and reminded him, and handed over the registration form.

It's strange that this old doctor has never behaved like this before!

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Jiang Honggen coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, took the registration form and said seriously, "I know, leave the patient to me, you go out first!"

Seeing that Dr. Jiang had finally returned to normal, the receptionist nodded, turned around and left the room, and closed the door of the room.

"Boy, come here!" Jiang Honggen beckoned, motioning for Shane to sit in front of him.

Shane sat down on a wooden bench 790 and then stretched out his hand and placed it on a cotton cushion.

Jiang Honggen put his hand on Xia En's wrist, staring and dialectic, his face becoming more and more suspicious.

After a few minutes, I saw him look at Sean incredulously and ask, "Are you a human or a ghost?!"

"Sir, are you polite?" "Shane's head was suddenly full of black lines, "I'm still hot!"

"It's impossible, the pulse rate is disordered, the spirit qi is dissipated, and your life is like a thread! It stands to reason that you should lie in bed and wait for death now, it is absolutely impossible to think that you are so alive now!" Jiang Honggen said in surprise, "You should have been seriously injured before, causing your muscles and vitality to be greatly damaged and even seriously injured the origin!"

"But I see that your camp is full of blood, the sea of qi is deep, and your guard qi is also strong! It should have been some kind of advanced method that forcibly blocked the leakage of your vitality at that time, and then immediately supplemented with a powerful external force, which forcibly hung your life!"

"It's just that this acquired thing is still not as good as the innate qi, your origin is damaged, and you must be warmed with fierce medicine!"

"The old gentleman's medical skills are really good!" said Shane.

In front of him, this is a Chinese medicine doctor with real skills, just by taking the pulse, he can basically find out the condition of his body, and the things that can be inherited for thousands of years by the flower planter are real.

When he was in Lanxing before, once he coughed and coughed for nearly three months, and went to the hospital every now and then to get a hanging bottle, and his hands were swollen and he didn't see any improvement, but it became more and more serious.

In the end, he went to see a local Chinese medicine doctor in his hometown, and he was completely cured after two medicines!

"Guy (CFFA), I'll prescribe you medicine for a week, one dose a day, no more and no less!" Jiang Honggen picked up the pen and began to write and draw on the paper, "If you drink too much, you won't be able to absorb the power of this medicine, and if you drink less, the effect of this medicine will be greatly reduced!"

"Remember, ten bowls of frying, drink every night before going to bed, decoction of medicinal water should never use tap water or bottled water sold in the supermarket, you can choose mountain springs, but morning dew is the best!"

After saying that, he handed the prescription to Shane.

"You give this to the pharmacy outside, and they'll get you the medicine!"

"Thank you, old sir!" said Shane, who took the prescription to see what was written on it.

But unfortunately, I couldn't understand it at all, so I shrank my neck back, squeezed out a double chin, and stood up to leave.

"Oh, that's right, young man, there's one more thing that the old man wants to remind you!" Jiang Honggen suddenly stopped the young man who was about to leave, and persuaded him kindly, "Before you recover from your injury, please be sure to abstain from sex!"

“......"

At this moment, the air was suddenly filled with an atmosphere called embarrassment.

Shane's face turned red instantly, but he still tried his best to stay calm and pretend to be puzzled, and said with a stiff face: "Old man, I don't understand what you're talking about......"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, the young man is angry and harmless, and I will make up for it for you when I have a follow-up visit next time!" Jiang Honggen stroked his gray beard and said with a smile.

So, as the corners of Shane's mouth twitched and walked out of the room, Jiang Hong's face, which had been smiling at all, suddenly converged, and turned to a cold look.

At this moment, a dark figure suddenly walked out from the shadow on the screen next to the wall.

"He's spotted me!" said the Shadow, "and while you're taking his pulse, his eyes haven't moved, but I can feel a peeping force watching me!"

"I remember, the last time you went to the headquarters of the International Confederation of Wizards on a guard duty, you met the man known as the White Lord, did he spot you?"

"Albus Dumbledore is the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, he is currently recognized as the strongest in the Western world, the last time he was in the outside world, he sensed my presence, but he definitely didn't know where I was!"

"Shaendorea, this name sounds very familiar! Although it is a foreigner's surname, it does not have the slightest foreign flavor that has been lived and raised abroad...... Jiang Honggen picked up the registration form on the table, looked at the name on it and said slowly, "This young man is very special, the injuries on his body are not so simple, his muscles and veins have been completely torn apart in a way from the inside out." "

"Completely torn?!Then why is he still alive?!" Shadow asked in surprise. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"The power system of the Western secular world is very abstract, and the mission sent us here secretly is not just to get sheep...... Uh, no! Is it to explore the secret?" Jiang Honggen suddenly became inserious, and then his eyebrows became more and more drooping.

"Do I need to follow along?"

"Since you have been exposed, there is no need for this!" Jiang Honggen kept coiling the warm walnuts in his hand, and was silent for a while, "I don't know if it's my delusion, this young man's body seems to have the breath of those monsters remaining!"

"You mean ......," the shadow looked suspicious.

"Inform the above to help check this man named Shayndora, although he is young, but with the fact that he can detect your existence, he should not be the kind of obscure person in England!"

"Yes!"

"Also, let the people from the country enter Kunlun to find out if there is any change in those guys in the recent period, and if so, find out the situation as much as possible!"

"Okay......

Outside the door, just as Jiang Honggen was talking to the black shadow, Xia En looked at the quotation given to him at the cashier, and felt a pain in his flesh.

He knew that in this era, the rabbits of the flower growers were short of foreign exchange, and the red-eyed ones had already sold mushrooms to the big dogs!

But good fellow, this is only a week's worth of medicine, and what if you want him to spend 100,000 pounds and grab money here? Is it too expensive?!

It's just that even so, Shane obediently paid the money.

There was no way, he saw with his own eyes that the employee who grabbed the medicine moved many precious medicinal materials out of the glass cabinet, and then weighed and dispensed the medicine little by little.

Although he didn't know the specific value of these medicinal materials, if the so-called registration fee was added, a high amount of medicine money would definitely be necessary.

Therefore, with seven packets of Chinese medicine worth 100,000 yuan, Xia En went back to the guild with a swish.

And on the other side, Privet Road......

Harry was sitting cramped at a table with a plate of freshly baked blueberry pie in front of him.

To be honest, it was the first time he was invited to a stranger's house as a guest, and he was taken to her home by the neighbor's grandmother in a daze, who had not had much social interaction since he was a child.

"My name is Arabella Fig, you can just call me by my name!" Mrs. Fig brought a cup of freshly brewed black tea and placed it in front of Harry, "This is what my child brought me, and it is Indian tea, but to be honest, I still prefer the black tea of Sri Lanka with a floral aroma." "

"Thank you, ma'am......"

Harry took the teacup with an embarrassed expression, and then in order to hide the nervousness in his heart, he quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip, and in an instant, a strong aroma like honey poured into his nostrils.

"This tea is delicious!" Harry exclaimed.

The taste of the tea was noticeably different from what he usually drank at Hogwarts!

Because of the tight budget, the tea purchased by Hogwarts is not very good broken tea, anyway, it adheres to the taste of tea, it can't be drunk, and it can be cheap......

"If you like it!" Mrs. Feig smiled and nodded, then sat down slowly, and suddenly asked, "What is your name, child?"

"Harry, Harry Potter!" replied Harry immediately after putting down his teacup and a little nervously.

"Well, aren't you a child of the Dursleys, how can you be called that?" said Mrs. Feig, who instantly sensed the problem with the name, and looked puzzled.

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