novelraw Chapter 108 Bone Spirit and Bai Xian
Chapter 108 Bone Spirit and Bai Xian
The Batmobile has probably never been driven so slowly. After a smooth drive, Damian returned to the parking lot of the Batcave smoothly.
Just as he carried Harry out of the car, he was about to go to the emergency room in the Batcave, when Todd's voice suddenly came from the communicator, "Damian, take Harry upstairs to the mansion.".
"Why?" Damian frowned, "Shouldn't she go to the emergency room?"
"You will know when you come up."
Damian looked down for Harry's opinion, and Harry blinked.
Holding the girl tighter, Damian had no choice but to go upstairs as Todd asked.During this time, Harry shrank into his arms, moved his arms, and probably wanted to grab something, but due to the limitations of his fingers, he finally had to press his face against his chest.
"And then? Go to her room..."
In the communicator, just halfway through Todd's words, Damian unexpectedly ran into a long-haired potions professor with a gloomy face at the corner of the stairs leading to the bedroom on the second floor.
He had always thought that this guy had a bad complexion, but now it was even more sallow and blue.
And Todd was standing behind the Potions Professor, spreading his hands helplessly at Damian.And after seeing Harry's appearance, he frowned even more seriously, and didn't start again.
Under Todd's instructions, Damian placed Harry in a guest room, which had been simply arranged like a medical room—one of the most indispensable items in the Wayne House is various medical treatment rooms. equipment, but Professor Snape didn't even glance at the equipment.
"Uh, Professor Snape, good evening, why are you here?" Harry greeted him softly.
"I don't know who among you sent me this letter." Snape seemed to want to give Harry a hard look, but he gave up after seeing the messy blood on her face mixed with tear stains This redundant expression.He took out a simple note and handed it to Todd, "Fortunately, I was in Ilvermorny on vacation and didn't go back to England."
"The owls are all here." Damian said doubtfully.
Those five owls are locked up on the top floor of the mansion. If they are released, they will catch all the bats in the bat cave within a few days—since the owl court incident, the natural enemies of this kind of bats are not the most popular in the mansion. biology.
"It wasn't an owl that delivered the message, it was a native American bird."*
"Who's that?" Todd checked the note over and over. There was only one simple instruction on it-"Come to Gotham Wayne House."
"I don't care, this is your problem." Snape's face was still dark, and he said nonchalantly, while opening the suitcase he carried with him, he quickly arranged the bottles and cans he took out.
Meanwhile, Damian started laying Halle on the snow-white sheets.
She struggled a little, "The clothes are dirty...and I didn't take a shower."
"It's okay. Ah Fu will definitely not blame you." Damian said softly.
It doesn't mean that among the three men present, which one will be convenient to change clothes for a 13-year-old girl.
"Where's Grandpa Alfred?" Harry asked.
"He..." Jason wanted to lie, saying that Ah Fu was busy, but who could he fool? How could Ah Fu not rush over immediately?
"We 'friendly' put him to sleep," Damian replied decisively, "he won't let me go out and find you."
Harry hummed helplessly, replacing the nod she couldn't make at this time.
Jason was about to shine a small flashlight in Harry's eyes to check for a concussion, but Snape stopped him. "I don't need this program."
While throwing the Detection Charm silently at Harley, he frowned at her blood-stained Robin uniform - it was unclear whether he was targeting the blood or the "R".
At the same time, she used several cleaning spells to clean up the visible dirt on her face and body.
This made Harry finally relax a bit.
"Report," Snape ordered simply, brushing her hair back to examine the wound, "injury, everywhere."
"It's all where you can see it, fingers, forehead, and above the eyes." Harry also answered quickly.
"The reason? The injury process?"
"This... is important?" Harry hesitated.
Snape stared at her with black eyes, and replied coldly, "What do you think?"
Harry's shoulders slumped, and he reported in a concise and professional manner, which made Snape less irritable, "My forehead was hit by a heavy object, and I may have a slight concussion, because my sense of balance Damaged; the upper part of the eye was cut by a sharp object, not reaching the eyeball; fingers..." She glanced at Damian indistinctly, paused, "Fingers... were also hit by a heavy object."
"...Since you're back, I hope you've taught your cousin a good lesson." Jason crossed his arms, and Damian squeezed out these words with a tentatively calm attitude.
"In the end, it was actually done by Harry." Damian's eyes were still fixed on Harry who was being inspected. "She...inflated Mara, and we didn't understand what was going on."
Snape froze for a second.
But in the end, he didn't say anything to Harry.
At this moment, he was holding the girl's fingers and examining them carefully, with a gentleness that Harry had never seen before.
Snape bent down and looked directly into Harry's eyes, his tone was still stern and matter-of-fact, but gave people a feeling of peace of mind, "I'm not good at bone setting, especially fine finger bones - you know there are 28 bones here; Also, judging by the degree of their fragmentation, direct bone grafting has a higher degree of error, so I strongly recommend drinking bone spirits to regrow. It will definitely hurt, I won’t lie to you, but it can fully recover as if it was not injured .”
"Okay." Harry didn't hesitate.
Snape acted decisively, took out a bottle of potions that was still steaming from the potion that had just been arranged in a row, and handed it to Harry.
Harry originally had a calm expression, but immediately wrinkled his face as soon as he swallowed it, and almost vomited.
"What do you think this is? Juice? Swallow it!"
Harry coughed and tried to cover her chest, but her fingers didn't work. Damian immediately stepped forward and helped her smooth her chest; at the same time, Jason poured her a large glass of water.
Seeing that Professor Snape didn't object to this behavior, Harry quickly took a few sips of water to flush it down.
When Harry just recovered, the Potions Master had already started to break her head. After a few long spells, he dripped a few drops of white cream on the wound above her eyes and in her hair. Immediately, a small wisp of green The smoke rose, and when it dissipated, the cut above the eye, which hadn't grown at all, immediately stopped bleeding, as if it had grown for days.
"No scars," Snape assured Harry briefly.
"Amazing..." Jason watched in surprise and murmured.
"As for your concussion, don't drink these until the phalanx recovers tomorrow morning." He pointed to the other three bottles lying aside.
"They smell like fox feces." Harry winced.
"It tastes more like it." Snape had already started to pack his things, "If there is anything unusual tomorrow morning, please notify me with an owl."
Bruce finally rushed back to the mansion at this time, and he didn't even have time to take off his uniform. He looked around the temporary medical room for a week, and finally his eyes fell on the professor in black.Regarding the sudden and timely visit of the Potions Professor, Jason had just notified him who was still on the way.
Snape glanced at Bruce, packed up his things and walked out the door, Bruce nodded to the children and walked out the door together.
"Don't always count on her magic riots!" Snape's attitude immediately lost the calmness he had when facing Harry just now. He lowered his voice and said to Bruce, "It's very dangerous, and it's very harmful to the body. Out of sight of you Muggles!"
At this time, in the shadow of the corridor that they didn't notice, a big black dog was lying quietly, pretending to be asleep to eavesdrop on everything that just happened.
Sirius finally relaxed. Being the most invisible creature in the mansion, he hid in the Batcave and learned the whole process of Harley's injury-including the deleted recording of the broken finger.
So, risking being discovered, he sent the letter to Snape.
Although they didn't see the specific picture because the camera was on Harley's chest, the terrifying sound of the broken bones and Harley's uncontrollable screams still echoed in his ears.
Harley needs to stay away from this Batboy in the future, Sirius made up his mind.
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Damian tossed and turned on the bed in his room, it was already late at night, and he still couldn't fall asleep.
How could he just fall asleep thinking that Harry was just a few steps away in the guest room, enduring the pain he caused?
At least, the sudden appearance of the Potions Professor, with magical magic, eliminated the possibility of any sequelae left by Harry - but his sense of guilt still didn't lessen in the slightest.
Damian sat up deflated, hesitated for a few minutes in the dark, and started to get up, walking towards the room where Harry was.
Through the door, he heard a low moan that made his heart clenched.
The professor said it would be painful, but it seems that he was not lying.
He put his hand on the doorknob, bowed his head and hesitated for a while, and then opened the door - in order to take care of Harry in time, the door was unlocked.
Of course Harry didn't sleep, and the hospital bed wasn't completely flat, but she was reclined - she kept saying that she would get dizzy if she lay flat.
Harry looked up at Damian who appeared at the door with a slightly surprised expression.
At least she looks refreshed.
The clothes were also changed by Barbara who came to the mansion, and Harry has always been worried about going to bed without changing clothes.
But what surprised Damian the most was that the girl's hands were handcuffed to the armrests on both sides of the hospital bed.
"Professor Snape suggested that I try not to make big movements when I sleep at night, at least not to press my fingers." Harry noticed Damian's gaze and explained to him, "So, Uncle Bruce just handcuffed me It's..."
Damian nodded, closed the door, walked a few steps, and sat down beside Harry's bed, "Father does things... very simply."
The author has something to say:
*The details of the letter sent by the native American bird, Sirius once used the big African bird to send a letter to Nanha.
*About Baixian, when it was used by Ron in Ha 7, the working process of Baixian was like this, "... Hermione took the bottle and poured three drops of medicinal liquid on the bleeding wound. Green smoke billowed up , when it dissipated, Harry saw that the bleeding had stopped, and the wound looked as if it had been growing for a few days, with a layer of new skin covering the flesh that had just been exposed."
And, ha 6, after Malfoy and Harry had a duel in the toilet, when Snape took Malfoy out, he said that if he used fresh water in time, he wouldn't even leave a scar.
Therefore, if even "Shenfeng Wuying" will not leave scars, Harley's purely physical cutting will not leave scars either.
(The few curses before dripping Baixian were added by myself, so let's think of it as a means of leaving no scars specially prepared by Snape for Harry~)