Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 387, Section 381: The Patient Healed by Saint Mungo

Dudley uncorked the test tube, and a grassy scent wafted out. Dudley used a dropper to draw a drop and then dripped it into Alice Longbottom's mouth.

She soon fell into a deep sleep.

Another effect of mandrake juice is its hypnotic and sedative properties, and it can also counteract strong petrification.

"How...how is it? Brother D, is it working?"

"Will my mother be cured when she wakes up?"

Neville, standing to the side, asked in a low voice, looking nervous, afraid that his voice might wake his mother and cause the potion to lose its effectiveness.

Dudley glanced at Neville and said, "Neville, your Potions class grades are pretty good, you shouldn't even know this, right? Even if you were to regrow a new arm bone, it would take a whole night."

"What works immediately isn't a magic potion, it's a divine medicine. They've been 'demented' for over ten years, how could they possibly recover so quickly? It can only be done gradually, and it needs to be continued continuously for at least a month to have any effect."

As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion, so it's understandable that Neville would have such thoughts.

So Dali handed him the test tube and instructed him, "What you need to do now is to spend the next month with your parents every day. Remember to feed them only one drop each day, and you'll know the results in about a month."

"I'll arrange leave for you from school, but you'll have to catch up on your missed lessons when you get back. Can you do that?"

Neville carefully stored the test tube away, then nodded vigorously to Dali. He also wanted to spend quality time with his parents, especially hoping that he would be the first person they saw when they woke up.

"If it doesn't work after a month, I'll think of other methods."

As long as a person is alive, there is hope. This world even has resurrection potions that can bring the dead back to life, so naturally, there should also be magical potions to cure mental breakdowns.

Dudley patted Neville on the shoulder and left the ward.

Give time to Neville and his parents.

After Dudley left, Neville immediately used the same method to drip a drop into his father Frank Longbottom's mouth.

Looking at his parents, who were fast asleep, Neville's face was full of tenderness. At this moment, his mind was filled with thoughts of their recovery.

He longed for his parents to hug him, to praise him, for a simple "My son is great" would make him content, or even criticism would do.

Dudley, after leaving St. Mungo's, did not return directly to Hogwarts, but instead went to the Carrow family's manor.

The manor is slightly smaller than Malfoy Manor in overall size, but its security is much stronger. It has magical protection similar to that of Black's old house, making it inaccessible to ordinary people.

"The defense setup still needs an upgrade. I'll give you some magic pumpkin seeds later; you can plant some in your yard."

Dudley gave a brief assessment of the manor, then looked at Carlo, who stood respectfully behind him: "Um... how are the preparations going?"

"Everything is ready, and we await your command at any time."

"Senior Carlo, have you thought this through? Once you start, there's no turning back. Senior Tom definitely won't let you off the hook. If you back out now, what will you do?"

Before Dudley could finish speaking, Carlo eagerly replied.

"Mr. Dursley, I made up my mind several years ago."

Although they still address each other as "senior" and "teacher," their relationship is actually quite close, and they simply don't want to change their forms of address.

Seeing Carlo's resolute attitude, Dali did not delve into the matter further: "Be careful these days. Your uncle and aunt have already been released from Azkaban."

Amicus and Alecto, uncle and aunt of Richmond Caro, were the Caro siblings among the Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban.

He holds a significant position among the Death Eaters and is also extremely powerful (he was the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and Muggle Studies teacher in his seventh year in the original work).

"Given the current level of development of the Carlo family, you are very likely already being targeted. Be careful with your safety."

To be fair, if he were Voldemort, he wouldn't have let such a good opportunity to reap the rewards slip by.

Upon hearing this, Carlo narrowed his eyes, a hint of hatred flashing deep within them: "If those two family scumbags show up, I will teach them a lesson they will never forget."

If these two hadn't brought a large amount of cash to join Voldemort as Death Eaters, the Carroll family wouldn't have almost fallen into the hands of someone like Lockhart.

"Moreover, there are those experts you arranged."

"Senior Carlo, don't be careless. Our Senior Tom is not the kind of guy who talks about martial ethics. If his subordinates can't beat him, he'll just step in directly."

Dali advised, "If you encounter them, just run away if you can't beat them. There's nothing shameful about it."

"As a fine Slytherin, I think you know better than I do."

"Here, these are for you."

As he spoke, Dali handed Carlo test tubes containing azure blue liquid and silver liquid respectively, and taught him how to use the two substances.

One is a magic potion, and the other is a magical costume (the basic version of Moon Spirit Essence Liquid).

While it's called a basic model, that's relative to Dudley; in this world, it's still considered a remarkable alchemical item.

Carlo was an important partner of Dudley.

Dudley did many things under the guise of the Carlo family, and he didn't want anything to happen to this senior who had taken good care of him during his first year.

Before leaving, Dudley cast several spells over the manor and drew several transmutation circles in the corners to reinforce its defenses.

For the next few days, both the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts were quite peaceful. Dumbledore stayed at Hogwarts to teach and educate students, and continued his work as headmaster. Fudge did not act rashly and continued to serve as Minister of Magic. Even the Death Eaters seemed to have quieted down, and even the group of open rebels led by Karkaroff did not make any move.

It felt like stepping back into the era when Voldemort had disappeared and the Death Eaters had all been captured. But the wizards who controlled more and more resources knew very well that beneath this calm lay a turbulent storm that could swallow people whole at any moment.

And so, a month passed peacefully.

As usual, Neville pushed open the door to the ward that day, but instead of his parents sitting dazedly on the bed, he saw his parents standing by the window, smiling at him.

The cloudiness in their eyes had dissipated, and they had regained their clarity.

This means that the potion Dudley gave him has taken effect.

His parents recovered!

"Nawi?!"

"Dad, Mom!"

In the small hospital room, the family embraced each other.

Half an hour later, a witch with gray hair and a serious face appeared in the room.

Neville's grandmother, Augusta Longbottom.

Three generations finally reunited.

(End of this chapter)