In a well-known private hospital, a slightly pale man was sitting on a chair in the corridor.
He looked to be about thirty-six or seventeen years old, with fairly handsome features, but his slightly stout body and thinning top of his head ruined his handsomeness.
"Mr. Barnes?" A nurse came over from the service desk. She bent down and looked at the man on the seat with concern, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Bertrand Barnes raised his head slightly and glanced up. He covered his stomach with one hand and smiled reluctantly: "Madam, I just want to know how long it will take for my film to be released?"
"Please be patient, the imaging department is processing it."
Barnes nodded irritably, and finally refused the guard's offer to take him to the lounge.
A week ago, he discovered some minor problems with his body, such as a sudden loss of appetite, acid reflux, nausea and other symptoms from time to time. Barnes didn't care at the time. After all, he was almost forty years old, and his health
It's normal to feel discomfort occasionally.
He adjusted his work and rest time, thinking that his body would return to normal in a day or two, but the situation gradually became worse.
The first is appetite. Every day when Barnes gets up, he feels extremely hungry. The hunger is as exaggerated as if he hasn’t eaten for several days. This hunger can only be partially relieved after a large breakfast.
I had to keep eating all morning.
The strange thing is that the hunger disappears around four o'clock in the evening, but starting from this time, Barnes will feel huge fatigue, even though he has not worked for long.
After the hunger disappeared, his appetite suddenly disappeared, and the huge fatigue that replaced it made him drowsy, but the dull pain in his abdomen tortured him like a fine needle, and he was often exhausted every day when he fell asleep.
After exhaustion.
In addition, Barnes also felt that his skin color was getting paler and his whole person seemed to be getting older all of a sudden.
Knowing that he might have some strange disease, Barnes came to the hospital. After a brief consultation, the doctor asked him to take a X-ray to check the condition. The specific condition could not be determined until the X-ray was released.
Barnes unzipped some of his collar irritably. This private hospital has a good reputation, and the service attitude of the doctors and nurses is also good, but the fees are as "good" as ever...
"One for the hospital, one for the doctors, one for the auxiliary team...a private hospital that sucks blood!" Barnes muttered. He didn't notice that after his collar was pulled open, purple blood slowly started to appear from his chest.
The line is spreading.
He just hopes that his condition will get better soon, and then the commercial medical insurance can pay more.
A middle-aged man who was walking by surrounded by several people noticed something unusual about Barnes, and he immediately walked up.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"Not good...are you?"
"Alan Wallup, the... um, administrator of this hospital, what's going on with your chest?"
"Chest?" Barnes lowered his head in confusion, and then saw the spreading purple blood line in horror, "Damn it! What, what is this?!"
Before he finished speaking, Barnes felt a huge sense of pain and dizziness. His body twitched slightly, his eyes turned white, and he slipped from the seat.
"Sir? Hey, nurse, come on!"
There was a noise in the hospital.
In the room, several doctors held up an X-ray and fell into deep thought. On the image in front of them, there was a huge shadow on the man's abdomen. The shadow almost occupied a huge part of the man's stomach.
Alan Wallop on the side did not pay attention to the X-ray. He put his hands behind his back and said: "Gentlemen, this condition may represent a new disease. I hope he can get good treatment..."
This way his hospital could be in the newspapers, which was what Allen didn't say.
There was a man in a suit with sharp eyes beside him, and he saw all this.
Thirty minutes later, two men wearing leather jackets arrived at the hospital.
"Sir, how can I help you?" the nurse at the service desk asked.
"Excuse me, where is Bertrand Barnes? I am his colleague. I heard that he has been in poor health recently and asked for sick leave from the company..." The leading man wore a pair of round-rimmed glasses and smooth hair.
The ends of her hair were stubbornly raised.
"Oh, I'm sorry, we can't reveal the patient's privacy..." The nurse's eyes were blurry, "Oh, are you a family member of Mr. Bertrand Barnes? He is currently in Ward 404 in Area B."
"Thank you." Something was put back on the man's sleeves.
The two of them walked towards Area B one after the other.
"Hey, James, isn't it against the rules to use a confusion spell on Muggles?" the man in the back whispered.
"Emergency matters... Jones, according to the news, it may be a parasitic Bigmouth monster. Otherwise, why do you think the Auror Office asked me to cooperate with you?"
"The Parasitic Big Mouth Monster is originally from France. It likes to parasitize in the stomach bags of large creatures. It will cause the physical condition of the parasitized person to deteriorate, and it has strong reproduction and transmission capabilities..." Jones muttered, "This thing was investigated by the Immigration Administration.
It’s very strict, why did it become a parasite on a Muggle?”
James shrugged: "Your department has received a lot of work recently, right?"
"Well, there are a lot more than before. The people at the memory cancellation headquarters are very busy."
"Kingsley feels that there may be some problems recently, so he asked me to cooperate with you...Here," James looked at the instructions above his head and turned around, "The parasitic method of parasitic Bigmouth Monster is very subtle, but it is only useful.
The gastric juice part is not a prohibited trade item...so I have to find out whether this thing came to London by accident or someone brought it here on purpose."
"So serious?" Jones frowned. He didn't expect that a Muggle accident would involve so many things.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Who knows, it depends on luck... I saw him." James stopped.
In ward 404, the unconscious Barnes has been placed on the bed, and several doctors are checking his condition beside the bed.
"Sorry, gentlemen," he opened the door and walked in, "this man's situation is beyond your ability to solve. I will take him to St. Mungo's..."
"Who are you? This is the ward, who let you in!" said the doctor in a white coat.
"Jones, I'll leave the memory cancellation to you. I'll take this unlucky guy to St. Mungo's. The therapist there will take out the parasitic Bigmouth monster. I have to be careful about this guy secretly parasitizing others."
"OK, no problem."
The doctor heard the two people talking strange words, and he shook the notebook in his hand angrily: "What is St. Mungo's?! Where's the security guard, where's the security guard?!"
Then they saw the man behind him take out a small wooden stick, and a gentle white light enveloped them.
…
In St. Mungo's, a therapist came out carrying a monster that looked like a ball of flesh. The ball of flesh kept squirming, and there was a big mouth in the middle that was opening and closing unconsciously.
"Mr. Potter from the Auror office?" She looked at the man opposite.
"Uh-huh, hello, ma'am."
"I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
"Good news, I don't like bad news very much."
The therapist pointed to the meat ball on the ground: "The parasitic Bigmouth monster was taken out safely. The Muggle only needs to rest for a few days to recover."
"Oh, that's nice. Did you cast the Stilling Charm?"
"Apply it, and you can take it away later. But before that, I have to tell you the bad news - there are two parasites in that Muggle's body, but obviously, I only found one..."
James opened his mouth slightly, then slapped his forehead in distress: "This is troublesome..."
…
"Is there one missing?" In the Auror office, a tall wizard with dark skin and bald head looked at James Potter who came back to report, and there was a little irritation in his slow and low voice.
James nodded: "I always cast detection magic when I went on missions. When I went to St. Mungo's, the Muggle was also well protected, which means that the other one had parasitized other people before."
"Trouble... James, take people to the Muggle's house immediately to see how his family is doing. By the way, his company is also going to go. Longbottom, please take more people to the hospital... Yes
Okay, James, what is the size of that hospital?"
James sighed helplessly: "So it's troublesome...Kingsley, that's the largest private hospital in London..."
"Merlin's beard... I'll go to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and ask them to send someone to help... Longbottom, you go to the person in charge of the hospital first. Muggle hospitals also need admission registration, and focus on the Muggle one."
Ward.”
Everyone immediately became busy. The parasitic Bigmouth Monster is a magical animal that is strictly controlled. This animal has an amazing reproductive capacity and its parasitic method is covert enough. If it spreads in the Muggle world, the Ministry of Magic will not stop it for a whole year.
Want to stop.
However, Kingsley was not worried about this the most. As the director of the Auror Office, he instinctively sensed something was wrong.
Parasitic Big Mouth Monsters are also strictly controlled in France. The gastric juice of this creature is the raw material for some kind of magic potion. Therefore, in addition to the strictly guarded breeding grounds, the Parasitic Big Mouth Monster's habitat is also surrounded by magic. After all, this thing is rampant.
After that, no one from any country could do well.
"I hope only one escaped..." Kingsley shook his head.
…
That night, the Wallop family's villa.
Mr. and Mrs. Wallop and their young daughter are enjoying dinner.
Bella shook her short legs on the seat and was cutting a piece of steak vigorously: "Hey, hey... Mommy, today's steak is delicious. Sean will definitely like it. Wait for him
Come back and do it again?"
"Of course, honey." Mrs. Wallop lovingly wiped the sauce from her daughter's mouth.
Allen, who was at the main seat, smiled and watched this scene. The steak in front of him didn't move much, and he just drank a little red wine.
"My dear, is today's dinner not to your taste?" the wife asked.
"Oh, I don't have that good of an appetite today."
"Would you like me to ask the kitchen to make you something else? Like your favorite lamb chops?"
"No, dear, I may be a little tired after visiting the hospital today."
The family was talking when the doorbell suddenly rang.
The maid walked over to open the door and came back to report: "There are two gentlemen who want to see you."
"What are you doing with me?"
"It was for the patient who had a blood line on his chest in the hospital today."
"Huh?" Allen frowned. He was not a doctor, just a businessman. Why did the other party want to find him? Other hospitals wanted to steal patients?
However, before he could make a decision, there was a sudden explosion outside.
Allen's eyes widened. He was deeply impressed by this voice. When the two magic schools came to recruit students at his home, one of the boys disappeared after such a voice.
Is it a wizard?!
Allen quickly stood up, asked the maid to go back to his room, and then walked out.
As soon as he arrived in the yard, he saw three men standing there outside the big iron gate of his villa, one of whom was his bodyguard Gayle Jennings.
The three of them were talking about something, and the other two seemed to be explaining.
"...I'm not here to cancel Mr. Wallop's memory. Dumbledore told me..."
"Prove your identity, sir."
"James Potter, I am an Auror at the Ministry of Magic, and this is my colleague, Frank Longbottom."
"Words alone can't prove anything."
"Oh my God, why didn't Dumbledore tell me that the person he sent to protect the Wallops was such a stupid young man...and you're not British, are you?"
James shook his head helplessly and happened to see Allen walking out. His eyes lit up and he waved enthusiastically.
"Hey, Mr. Wallop?"
Allen slowly leaned over with some suspicion: "Do you know me?"
"James Potter, my son Harry and Sean are good friends. Last summer he went to my house for a birthday party. The sultry man who came to pick up Sean was my buddy and Harry's godfather. He
His name is Sirius, you should have seen him before, right?"
Allen took a closer look and realized that the man named James Potter was very similar to the boy named Harry who came to pick up Sean last summer. Naturally, he also had an impression of Sirius, but neither did he.
Pull...
Moreover, why can his bodyguard talk to the other party like this? He is also a wizard?!
Allen felt suddenly magical.
Gayle Jennings looked back and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wallop, I'm sorry that I have concealed my identity before, but in fact, I am fulfilling the duties of a bodyguard..."
He took out a wooden stick, which Allen knew was a magic wand, and there was a bulging gun bag on the inside of the opponent's suit.
Gale Jennings nodded at him: "There is no conflict between using a wand to protect you and using a gun to protect you - both are very useful."
Allen: "..."
Allen: "...Huh?"
Suddenly, the round-faced man, Frank Longbottom, who had been silent until now, frowned.