The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 592 Treatment (Please subscribe, please bookmark, please vote)
After a day of fighting, Ryan had planned to have a good sleep. However, he did not achieve this goal, because he was awakened by a sharp voice less than an hour after lying down. After opening his eyes, he saw the house elf Buck who had just sent Malfoy and his son to rest standing beside him.

"What happened, Buck?" Ryan asked, propping himself up with his arms, then looked at the clock on the bedside. "It's only one in the morning, what happened?"

"Professor McGonagall ordered me to bring you there." The house-elf Barker said in a sharp voice. "She asked you to bring everything you need to cast a spell, because you are needed to save someone now."

"Help!" Ryan suddenly became nervous. He quickly stood up and put the space belt on his body, then put on his school uniform robe over his pajamas and said to Buck. "Take me to save people quickly. Every second is important now."

"No problem, sir." Buck then grabbed Ryan's arm and Apparated. After feeling like he was squeezed out of a small tube, Ryan found himself in the school hospital. Madam Pomfrey, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout and Professor Slughorn gathered around a bed in front of him. After hearing the voice in the ward, Professor McGonagall turned around and looked at Ryan.

"Ryan, you're here. Come over quickly and see how Professor Dumbledore is doing now?" Ryan heard a hint of anxiety in Professor McGonagall's tone.

"What! The injured one is Professor Dumbledore?" Ryan walked quickly to the bed and looked down. Sure enough, it was Professor Dumbledore lying on the bed. He was mumbling something unconsciously and his face was blue. It didn't look good.

"How did Professor Dumbledore become like this?" Ryan looked at the professors and asked.

"It's that damned Snape." Professor Flitwick was furious. "He pretended to be the person who reported the incident to the school and gained Dumbledore's trust. Then he suddenly attacked Dumbledore during the battle between Dumbledore and the mysterious man, causing Dumbledore to be distracted at the critical moment and cursed by the mysterious man. Fortunately, Headmaster Dumbledore suppressed the curse and repelled the mysterious man. But he collapsed after he came back, and he specifically mentioned you before he collapsed. He thought you could save him. So we called you over now."

"We have tried all the possible solutions we think of, but Dumbledore has not woken up." Madam Pomfrey interrupted. "So we can only follow the headmaster's instructions and see if you have any ideas."

It seems that Professor McGonagall came to him because the professors were completely at their wits' end, so they could only follow Dumbledore's last instructions and come to Ryan, a student. To be honest, when the Pega Elf came to him, the professors didn't actually have much hope, they were just grasping at the last straw with a desperate mentality.

However, Ryan did not think that the professors were doing anything wrong, because the difficulties they were facing now did not seem like problems that an underage student could solve from any perspective.

He walked to the bedside and used his wand to check Professor Dumbledore. After seeing the conclusion of the magic check, he thought for a while, took out a conical bottle from the space bag and placed it on the bedside table, then took out two palm-sized glass bottles and poured the sulfur powder and mercury in a one-to-one weight ratio into the conical bottles. Finally, he took out the pink Madonna of the Rose and used it to draw an alchemical array around the conical bottle in the air while chanting a spell.

Under the influence of Our Lady of the Rose, mercury and sulfur powder slowly mixed together and finally turned into a bottle of bright red potion like blood.

"This is the elixir of life!" As a potion master, Slughorn immediately recognized what the potion in Ryan's hand was, and then looked at the small pink gem in Ryan's hand in shock.

"What is this piece in your hand--" Slughorn asked, finally unable to suppress his curiosity.

"It's almost the same as you thought, but Professor, you'd better move aside now. I need to save people now." After saying that, Ryan somewhat rudely pushed Slughorn's head away from Dumbledore. Slughorn didn't react at all when Ryan pushed him away. He just let Ryan push him away with a look of shock, and kept muttering something. Ryan first raised Dumbledore's head and held the Madonna of the Rose in his left hand and recited a spell to his face. At the same time, he asked Madam Pomfrey to help open Professor Dumbledore's mouth, and then raised the conical flask with his right hand and poured a cup of thick blood-red elixir that had just been prepared into Dumbledore's mouth. After a while, Dumbledore's eyelids trembled a few times and opened.

"It's great that you're finally awake, Albus." Professor McGonagall said. "How do you feel now?"

"Not very well." Dumbledore smiled. "But I should be out of danger now. Tom is stronger than I thought. This life-draining spell almost killed me. By the way, how is school? Voldemort's sneak attack didn't succeed, did it?"

"No." Professor McGonagall shook her head. "Mr. Liang and Miss Granger worked together to kill all the invaders, and he just saved you with a cup of strange potion."

"Ah, Ryan, I must say thank you today." Dumbledore turned his head slowly and said to Ryan seriously, and then he said to everyone around him, "Well, it's late today, I think you are all tired after being busy all day, so everyone go and rest."

Just as everyone was about to leave, Dumbledore said again: "By the way, Ryan, please stay for a while. I want to discuss the next step of treatment with you."

After the professors left, Ryan was left standing alone in front of Dumbledore's bed. After a few minutes of silence, Dumbledore untied his robe and looked at his chest. At this time, Ryan clearly saw a black mark on Dumbledore's chest that looked like a spider's shadow. Ryan even saw that the mark seemed alive.

Although he had felt that Voldemort had cast a curse on Dumbledore when he used the Rose Madonna to examine him, Ryan was still surprised when he saw the curse with his own eyes.

"Thank you for everything you've done, Ryan. How much time do you think I have left?" Dumbledore's tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was asking about the weather tomorrow.

"If you don't get hurt like this time, I think you can live another ten years. But you need to cooperate with my treatment and pay some price." Ryan said firmly after holding up the Madonna of the Rose and carefully examining Dumbledore several times.

Dumbledore smiled. "That's better than I thought. I'm really lucky to have a student like you. Now, can you tell me what the price is?"

"The ring finger of your left hand." Ryan said. "I need to cast a spell for seven consecutive days to compress the curse on you into the ring finger that is closest to your heart from a mystical perspective, and then cast a spell to cut off your ring finger. I'm sorry, this is the cheapest way I can think of."

"It's okay. This is much better than I thought. I always thought that this spell only gave me less than a year to live. It seems that the knowledge you have mastered includes many blind spots in our current magical knowledge." Then Dumbledore winked at Ryan mischievously. "Losing a ring finger is not unacceptable to me. At least at my current age, I don't need to consider love for the time being."

"Okay, this treatment process will take seven days. I hope you can cooperate with my treatment around the clock in the next week." Ryan said seriously, "But can you tell me why you told Professor McGonagall to let me come over before you fell into a coma?"

(End of this chapter)