Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

After saying goodbye to the famous British Idea King, Apparition brought Hector to the front of the Leaky Cauldron.

Hector did nothing, and after experiencing a new round of upheavals, he first leaned against the wall and vomited a lot.

"He is so young and has become an alcoholic. He is hopeless."

A noble lady who came out of the tavern happened to see this scene. She frowned and disappeared quickly after leaving only one sentence.

The noble lady left arrogantly without giving Hector a chance to defend himself. But to be honest, Hector did not have the extra energy to refute her.

The direction indicated by the compass seemed to be inside Diagon Alley, and Hector knew that there was only one way to enter Diagon Alley.

So after the discomfort in his heart subsided a little, Hector staggered and pushed open the door and walked into the bar.

There was a crisp ding-dong sound. Old Tom raised his head, glanced at Hector, and quickly lowered his head to concentrate on his work.

Hector, who was traveling through time, did not want to leave a deep impression on the old man who was familiar with Aberforth. Hector pretended to be calm. He quickly and smoothly passed through the lobby of the bar and walked towards the door leading to

Diagon Alley at the back of the bar.

At this moment, three or five adult wizards in green robes walked in from the door. Their faces were full of fatigue. They did not notice the short Hector who was walking towards them.

As expected, the thin Hector lost his balance under the collision. He fell backwards in embarrassment. At this moment, a big hand supported him.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't notice you," the man who supported Hector was a big man in a green robe. After seeing Hector's pale cheeks, the apologetic look on the big wizard's face turned into deep worry.

"Oh, Merlin's beard, you look terrible."

The big man stopped, took out a piece of chocolate wrapped in gold foil from his pocket and handed it to Hector, saying very seriously,

"Eat some chocolate, it will make you feel better."

Hector's face was blank at first, and then full of suspicion. He did not take the chocolate from the big man, but took a good look at the green-robed wizard in front of him, who looked even more burly than Senior Wood.

The big wizard in front of him looked very young, but his hair on his head was sparse, which was completely different from his age. He had bright eyes and a strong body. There was a big seal embroidered on his wide green velvet robe.

It was a pattern of the English letter 'x', and the two strokes of 'x' were a wand and a bone respectively.

"As you can see, I am a healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries."

Hector's eyes lingered on the seal for a long time, and the big wizard naturally noticed this. He explained in a gentle tone, with a smile on his face as warm as ever.

"So you can rest assured, there is absolutely no problem with this chocolate, it's just some euphoria drugs added, I can assure you of this."

The big wizard said as he took a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth and chewed it exaggeratedly, as if to prove his words.

Hector nodded, he forced a smile as gentle as possible, and then carefully took the chocolate from the healer's hand, but Hector did not taste it directly, but stuffed it into his pocket. The big wizard shrugged his shoulders, he did not continue to persuade Hector tirelessly, at this time, several healers who were sitting around a table with him began to call the big wizard's name,

"Hibercrat, are you done yet? You'd better hurry up, we still have a lot of things to do after dinner."

"Coming right up!"

Hibercrat responded. His voice was so loud that everyone in the bar looked at each other, but the big wizard didn't care at all. He looked at Hector and continued,

"I'm really sorry, if you have any problem, you can come to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries to find me. My name is Hebrew Crater Smethwick, a healer in the Department of Biological Injuries."

"intern!"

"Okay, okay, trainee therapist, but if you have anything, you can come to me. By the way, the biological injury department is on the second floor."

Hebercrat paused and looked at Hector. He sorted out his words and then continued,

"If you don't mind, I'm going to go find my friend. I have some things to do tonight. There's a new difficult patient in the Magical Injury Department, but they are short of manpower and need my help.——"

Hippocrates was a talkative man, and he was very open-minded when he spoke, which was very similar to Hagrid. Hector could always get considerable clues from their casual conversations, such as the new patient transferred to the Magical Injury Department. Hector felt for no reason that this difficult patient had an unusual relationship with him.

"Difficult patients?"

Hector wanted to ask clearly, so he deliberately showed a puzzled expression.

"What kind of patients can be considered difficult for St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries?"

"There are many, such as the blood curse, which is a curse inherited in the bloodline and has not been completely broken until now, and the forgetfulness curse, which is also a frequent case in the hospital recently. For example, patients tortured by the unforgivable curse, their conditions are difficult to get effective treatment and can only be hospitalized for long-term observation."

Hippocrates talked freely, and in order to attract Hector's interest, he paused mysteriously, then looked into Hector's eyes and continued,

"But this new transfer is different. His condition is something I have never seen before in books. It is very strange. Only Heloise's condition is similar to his - yes, it is the silent man who traveled through time in the Department of Mysteries."

"Is he a silent man?"

"We have sent someone to the Ministry of Magic to verify his identity, but I don't think he has any reason to be wrong, even though he looks a little too young. But it's hard to say, maybe it's the effect of the time converter? You know, no one can understand time, not even Merlin."

After saying this, Hippocrates waved to Hector and turned to his friends.

At this time, Hector was very sure of Wendel's whereabouts.

St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital, the side effects of playing with time have already appeared, and what happened to Wendel has proved this point very well, but now is not the time to hold a criticism meeting. Preaching can be postponed a little. Finding Wendel first is the most important thing, and it must be fast.

The Ministry of Magic will soon find out that Wendel is an illegal time traveler. If they let them find Wendel first, then Hector will probably have to go to Azkaban to rescue him.

So, St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital, the unbelieving Apparition.

At the table in the Leaky Cauldron, green-robed wizards sat in a circle, with steaming meals and non-alcoholic drinks in front of them.

"Hibercrat, who did you meet just now and what took you so long?"

"Who did I meet?"

Hippocrates' clear eyes revealed a confused look.

"Am I not with you?"