Late at night, the lights in Sever Hospital were still on. Professor Manster, who had been working overtime, was sitting in the lounge, sipping steaming coffee, patiently waiting for the distinguished guest to arrive.
Everything has a price.
Staying up late for Kangkai's donation is not unacceptable.
Although it was really frustrating to schedule an appointment at this time, the dedicated Professor Manster had long been accustomed to it. After all, it was not something that should be exposed in public, and it was more appropriate to do it at night. It was Mr. Edes who chose to meet before dawn, which made him want to complain.
The sound of a car was heard outside. Professor Manshter drank the bitter coffee in one gulp, patted his cheek to cheer himself up, put on a formal smile, and walked towards the entrance of Sever Hospital.
There was a very ordinary Ford car parked there, and Mr. Edes had already opened the back door.
Professor Manshte waved his hand and called two male nurses to come forward and lift the patient in the back seat of the car onto a stretcher.
"Dear Bella is in your hands, Professor Manshit."
Albert walked into the hospital side by side with Professor Manshter, and reminded him: "I hope you will never take off her bracelets and anklets. They are a precious gift."
"Of course, this little request is completely reasonable." Professor Manster agreed happily, and did not forget to introduce the next process to Albert, "We will help her perform a small operation to solve the problem of gibberish later."
"Oh, of course, if this is the normal procedure of your hospital." Albert smiled and said, "Before the operation, I hope the hospital can provide a room so that I can have a final chat with Bella and calm her down."
"Of course no problem, please follow me. By the way, you can also take a look at her future living environment. I promise that you will be satisfied." Professor Mansht led Albert to a separate room. Surprisingly, there was a fenced cell in the room, which looked a bit like a cage in a zoo.
"I have to notify the medical staff to prepare for the next operation. If you are done talking here, press the red button next to you." Professor Mansht pointed to the red button next to the door and helped close the door with his backhand.
Albert looked around, raised his hand and lightly tapped the camera in the corner, disabling it briefly, then used the resuscitation spell to wake up Bella who was still unconscious.
As soon as Bella woke up, she pounced on Albert like a mad dog.
Unfortunately, she was in the cage and Albert was outside.
"Albert Anderson."
Bella gritted her teeth and called out the real name of the strange man opposite her, followed by a series of obscene curses.
"I feel relieved to see you so energetic. However, your swearing skills need to be improved."
Albert pulled a chair from the side and sat in front of Bella with a smile, as if admiring an animal in a cage.
"Actually, you should be happy."
Albert raised his hand and gently touched Bella's tongue to the roof of her mouth, and she finally shut up and listened to him temporarily.
"Snape succeeded, and you got what you wanted."
After saying this, he paused for a few seconds before removing the spell.
"Dumbledore is dead, Dumbledore is dead!" Bella was stunned and murmured, "That damn old man is dead."
"Yes, Dumbledore is dead." Albert said in a meaningful tone, "In his words, his own death would be good for everyone, so he chose to welcome death."
Albert felt that if Scrimgeour heard the news of Dumbledore's death, he would probably want to greet their ancestors.
"What do you mean."
Bella's fierce eyes were fixed on Albert.
"Snape was a traitor from the beginning to the end!" Albert said in a very light tone: "A traitor that even the mysterious man never thought of. Do you also think that Dumbledore's plan is crazy?"
"This is impossible, impossible!" Bella grabbed the railing and yelled at Albert in disbelief, "How dare Snape betray the Dark Lord? How dare he do that?"
Fortunately, Albert had just cast a spell to block out the sound, otherwise people outside would probably be able to hear the conversation inside.
"Well, I think it was probably the mysterious man who killed Snape's most beloved woman!" Albert raised the corners of his mouth with pleasure, and once again shut up Bella, who was half-crazy.
This time, he reached out and pinched Bella's cheek, gave her a bottle of sedative, and continued, "And Dumbledore gave Snape the opportunity to take revenge on the You-Know-Who."
"By the way, you probably don't know that Snape actually has his own physical Patronus. Isn't it incredible that a Death Eater can use the Patronus Charm!"
"Ahem, you bastard..."
Bella's hateful eyes seemed to pierce Albert to pieces, but it was a pity that looks could not kill.
"Well, we have limited time, so why don't we talk about something more meaningful?" Albert brought the topic back and said softly, "For example, the rest of your life."
"You're going to regret this," Bella said hoarsely.
"I never intended to kill you from the beginning. I actually hate killing people. The most I can do is have someone help me kill people." Albert said seriously, "For example, the Ministry of Magic is very good."
"I will definitely kill you."
"You can't beat me, even in a one-on-one fight." Albert introduced happily, "I know you hate Muggles and like to kill them, so I specially arranged for you to be in a Muggle insane asylum, which is specially for those lunatics, and you will spend the rest of your life here."
"Those Muggle doctors will soon cut your tongue and deprive you of your right to speak. They will also destroy the muscles in your wrists so that you will never be able to cause them any trouble. Of course, this place is still better than Azkaban, at least there are no Dementors." Albert introduced with a smile, "But they will feed you some medicine every day to ensure that you become a lunatic. Of course, I will remind them to use a smaller dosage so that you can stay sane and spend the rest of your life here."
"Are you trying to say that Muggle hospitals can't hold wizards?"
"Actually, you can give it a try. Maybe the You-Know-Who will suddenly think of you one day and find you." Albert seemed to see through Bella's thoughts, and a hint of malice appeared at the corner of his mouth. "However, you have caused Voldemort to suffer heavy losses this time. I think the probability that he wants to kill you is probably not low."
"Mudblood, don't be too happy too soon. Dumbledore is dead, and the Dark Lord will not let you go." Bella was full of confidence in Voldemort, "He will definitely kill you with his own hands."
"You don't have to worry about this. The mysterious man will definitely be finished before you." Albert smiled and changed the subject. "I heard that the mysterious man handed a treasure to you, and you put it in the vault of the Strange family."
Bella seemed to hear something terrible.
"The effect of the tranquilizer is much worse than I expected." Albert muttered to himself, "Forget it, at least I can speak normally."
"Guess what the mysterious person's reaction would be if the golden cup was lost?"
"How do you know!"
Bella's eyes widened in disbelief, and even the sedatives she had used still couldn't calm her down.
"I'm a prophet!" Albert reminded, "Isn't it normal to predict what will happen in the future
"Okay, the surgery over there should be ready." Albert reached out and pressed the red button, then turned to Bella and said, "They will deprive you of the ability to speak. I hope you have a good time here. I will come to visit you again when I am free."
Professor Mansht came in from outside with several nurses. They had tranquilizer guns in their hands. Before Bella could react, they shot her and knocked her down.
"The operation is ready. I think after tonight, Ms. Bella will not be a trouble to you." Professor Mansht put away the anesthetic gun and said to Albert with a smile.
"Thank you for your help!" Albert nodded and said, "If possible, it's best not to let her hands be too flexible, so that you don't have too much trouble taking care of her."
"Please rest assured, we will comfort Ms. Bella's wounded heart. We are professionals in this regard." Professor Mansht smiled confidently, waved his hand and asked the two male nurses to open the door, carry the person on a stretcher and send him to the operating room.
it's over!
Albert murmured softly as he looked at the lighted door of the operating room.
Of course he could use magic to cut Bella's tongue and shut her up completely, but Albert finally decided to let the doctors at Sever Hospital perform an operation on her.
After all, this is also part of life in a mental hospital, and I believe it will bring new experiences to Bella.
After the operation, Albert said goodbye to Professor Manster and returned the Ford car he had borrowed from nearby.
Then, he used the communication bookmark to ask Shanna who stayed in Hogwarts about the situation there. Hogwarts had undoubtedly become a mess after the news of Dumbledore's death spread, but Albert had no intention of interfering. Going there now would only cause trouble for himself. After asking Shanna to remind others to pay attention to safety, he went home to rest.
The lights were still on in the living room, and after Albert took off his disguise, he found that Katrina had not rested yet.
"it's over?"
"It's over!" Albert nodded and said, "Dumbledore is dead. Everyone's good days are over. The whole wizarding world will probably be in chaos."
"What are your plans?" She put down the book in her hand and looked up and asked.
"Go to Dumbledore's funeral in a few days and take away the inheritance he gave me." Albert bent down and rubbed Tom who was sleeping on the sofa.
"I dare say that many people will not be able to sleep tonight," Katrina said meaningfully.
"Yeah." Albert turned his head and said to Katrina, "You should also go to bed early. Staying up late is not good for your health!"
"I remember you have a time-turner." Katrina suddenly said, "Actually, I'm more curious. You seem to have accepted all this calmly."
“This is not something I can change easily.”
Albert never thought of using the time-turner to change anything. Many things were actually destined from the beginning. He never thought of changing Dumbledore's ideas.
As early as when Dumbledore's hand was eroded by the curse, he knew that all this was doomed.
"That's right. It's probably hard to convince someone like the principal!" Katrina consoled him. "Go to bed early. You need to cheer yourself up. Everyone here still needs you. Also, don't let Yin Zebel worry."
Maybe, as Katrina said, there are indeed many people who can't sleep tonight!
Albert thought about it and told Scrimgeour the news, but he didn't know how the minister would feel.